The Bone King of the Beginning of the Comprehensive Manga

The crimson that looks like rust is actually blood, not the original color of Kecheng.

The continuous battles stained the shell of Kecheng red, and there was no time to clean it up.

What's more, cleaning up is useless, and it will soon be covered with new bloodstains.

Nangong Long glanced at the fanatical crowd, shook his head and laughed.

If they knew that there was a group of Kabane raised in Kecheng, would they still cheer so enthusiastically?I'm afraid they didn't run away all the time, no matter how far away they are.

Is Chapter 18 all this bloated?

Iris, who knew the true face of Amano Mima, didn't intend to go up to say hello, she didn't want Kotetsujo to be involved in the hatred of the general's family.

Wuming also had no plans to go forward, because they had discussed in advance what to do when they encountered a beautiful horse.

It is not a good way to directly question him, or quietly hide in the dark to observe everything in order to confirm everything with your own eyes.

Thanks to Siwen's death in Xianjinyi, otherwise, as a diehard loyalist of Meima, he would definitely go to inform him immediately.

Of course, if this happens, Nangong Long will kill him immediately.

Kecheng drove into the station, and the crowd who watched the excitement dispersed.

The craftsmen of the Iron Fortress continued to repair the damaged parts, and at this speed, they could leave at noon.

Meima's Kecheng is estimated to be able to leave Wawenyi in the evening. Not only Juncheng needs to be repaired, he also needs to replenish some supplies, and the samurai under his hand still need to eat.

Just after everyone's work was done for a while, the alarm bells all over the post city suddenly rang one after another.

A large group of Kabane appeared at the west gate, and the warriors in the city immediately gathered here to climb the city wall.

Standing on a high place and looking down at the menacing Kabane below, fear emerged in the hearts of the warriors at Wawenyi.

Even when they shot, it turned out to have little effect.Originally, the power of grabbing was not that great, and a long-range shot would not cause much damage to Kabane at all. 430

The best effect is to hit Kabane who is climbing and fall back to the ground, and the only thing that is close is to make Kabane take a few steps back.There are also many missed hits.

When everyone defended the city and fought, the American horse's Kecheng drove out of the post city, showing the post city warriors what it means to go out of the city to fight and sweep Kabane.

Seeing the shocked faces of the warriors in Yicheng, Nangong Long wanted to complain. You only noticed that the Karakatas went out to fight in the city. Didn't you see their mortars and locomotives?

The weapons and equipment of the Yicheng samurai and the Karakata people are simply the gap between the two eras.

"Aren't we going out to help?" Calamus asked, looking at Nangong Long who was planning to watch a show.

"What help? Man-made death, we do not get involved"

"What do you mean?" Calamus frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart.

The nameless little loli, Yuna and Dou also had puzzled expressions on their faces.

Isn't this a normal Kabane siege?

"Look in these directions with your liberated abilities." Nangong Long casually pointed to several directions.

There is a place for construction on the city wall. Their current (babh) position is the corridor on the second floor. Standing here, you can see the situation outside the city.

The eyes of those people turned blood red and brightened, and they could clearly see the scene in the distance.

Calamus, who has not yet turned into a second-generation vampire, can only see a rough outline.Knowing that she couldn't see clearly, Nangong Long stood behind her, put his hands on both sides of her head and used his ability to strengthen her vision.

A tired horse fell to the ground, behind it were three tied up lifeless villagers, and behind it was bloodstains extending all the way to the distance.

There are several directions that Nangong Long points to in such a scene.

It's just that the attention of the samurai was all on the large group of Kabane, and no one noticed this at all.

"It's frenzied to lure Kabane over on purpose."

"The person you mentioned is talking and laughing up there." Nangong Long raised his left hand and pointed upwards in one direction and said to the angry Yuna.

"Are you so courageous?" Wuming looked up and muttered.

Don't run away after doing bad things, waiting to die?

"Do you know who it is?" Calamus asked blankly, she no longer panicked as easily as when she just left Xianjin Station.

"The general's subordinates and the lord of the Japanese language, they did this to get rid of Tiantiao Mima, after all, it is the general's family business.

It's a pity that they underestimated the fighting power of the Karakatas. "

"As a lord, he actually put the people in a dangerous situation, unqualified"

"He doesn't want to, but there's no way. He seems to be involved in what happened ten years ago. They're talking about it." Nangong Long shrugged and explained.

Calamus and the others are no strangers to him being able to hear sounds from far away.

The battle situation outside the city is completely unilaterally crushed by Kabane.

It can be roughly described as shells washing the ground, locomotives opening the way, guns and guns collapsing into Kabane, and self-destructing when bitten.

Just as the battle was about to end, a gray samurai who was clearly dressed differently from Karakata approached Mima quietly.

He was the assassin sent by Xiao Genta, the general's subordinate.樉穿鹿白窸refers to foolish 簦HuaiCharcoal Rabbit Huanhua≡thorn蛋伤硗猎猎 Nashun妗?/p>

There was indeed a risk of being killed by Kabane if he approached Meima earlier, but it was not a good time to come out now, especially since the assassins didn't even pretend to be in disguise.

Xiao Genta, who was standing high on the city wall, saw this scene with a telescope, and showed an expression that everything was going well.

This fanciful self-confidence seems to be sure that the beautiful horse will die.

Did he look down on Meima, or did he overly believe in the strength of the assassin?

One side has been fighting on the front line for ten years, and he is still Kabaneri, and the other side is a samurai who has been living in the post city all year round. The result is obvious.

The assassin was killed by Meima in two or three hits.

On the other side, the Japanese lord was easily captured by Meima's men, and he had no ability to resist.

As for Xiao Yuantai, he was directly beaten to death.

Nangong Long felt that this guy's brain must have been caught by the door, otherwise how could he come up with such a bad idea.

But even a little IQ will not make the assassin so conspicuous, can you die if you change clothes?Is it exhausting to hold a gun?

It's really hard to understand what gave the assassin the courage to fight head-on!

After the battle was over, Kecheng returned to the station, after all, it hadn't been repaired yet.

By the way, the hot-blooded boy Ikoma also rushed out of the post city just now, and the gun barrel hit Kabane's heart, which was a one-hit kill.

Fortunately, he didn't pay attention to the US horse all the time, so he didn't see the US horse kill the assassin, and there was no conflict.

This is thanks to his unfamiliarity with Wuming, who doesn't know the relationship between Wuming and Meima, so naturally he won't be distracted to stare at Meima on the battlefield.

The samurai of the Iron Fortress did not leave the city to fight, and without the order of Sifangchuan Iris, they could not have run out privately like Ikoma.

Most of them guarded the Iron Fortress, and a small number followed Iris to help defend the city wall.

"As expected, wherever there are people, there will be fights," Nangong Long said with a sigh.

Human survival is already so difficult, the general and others are still thinking about fighting for power.

Ten years ago, 40 people were cheated, and today they put the people of a city at risk.

Perhaps in their eyes, people are worthless and can be discarded at any time.

Chapter 19 Your head will be knocked off

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"You are my niece Shikatagawa Iris, right? I am Amatori Mima, the head of the Karakatas."

Calamus didn't go to visit him, but Meima took the initiative to come over to say hello.

It must be that he learned of the existence of Calamus from the mouth of the Japanese lord, and wanted to use the relationship between Calamus and Lao Zhong to trick King Kong Guo into opening the door, so he brought people to visit.

"Hello, what can I do?" Calamus said politely.

"I heard that you are planning to go to Vajra Kingdom. We are going there too. There may be dangers on the way. Why don't you ask Karakata to escort the Kotetsu Castle?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I won't trouble Karakata." Iris showed a polite smile and declined Mima's proposal.

Mima was taken aback for a moment, he really never thought that Iris would refuse, he should be delighted to agree after seeing Karikata's combat ability before.

Such a powerful and free bodyguard has no reason to extrapolate!

As a person with a very deep city, Meima quickly adjusted her mood.Just as he was about to ask why Calamus was unwilling, a masked warrior followed behind him in an extremely unpleasant tone - shouted:

"Don't know what's good or bad"

In the view of this samurai, since the young master asked Kotetsucheng to go with him, Calamus should honestly agree, and to refuse is to look down on them.

"Where is the dog? What are you barking for?"

Nangong Long turned his head to the right and pulled his ears twice with his hands, as if he was going to pour out the trash.

"Boy, you are courting death"

The eyes of the masked samurai danced with anger, except for a few people in the Karakata, none of the samurai would call out to Mr. Fern when they saw him.

The young man in front of him who didn't seem to have any fighting power dared to call him a dog, it was like dying.

Fera, who enjoys bullying the weak, immediately swung the kukri in her hand.

clang! ! !

who I am?where am I?My knife is fake?

The masked warrior Fern had many doubts at this moment, and his three views were strongly impacted.

How could Nangong Long not be aware of the attack of a little samurai, so he raised his armed left hand to block the opponent's kukri, and made a crisp impact sound.

Nangong Long couldn't be hurt by an ordinary knife without being armed, but he didn't want to touch it directly.

Although the other party was dazed, Nangong Long wouldn't stop there. He raised his right hand and pointed it at the masked warrior's forehead with a snap of his fingers, releasing Liuying's domineering shock wave.

The fern flew backwards, hit the floor tiles of the station, and rolled 360 degrees for several times before stopping.

He looks very miserable now, his face is bloodstained, his neck is distorted, obviously he can't live.

"It seems that I am not the one who is looking for death."

Nangong Long brushed off the non-existent ashes on his chest, and said casually with a smile on his face.