Xu Yichen admits that he has been a little slack off recently, since the arrival of local support, he has subconsciously brought himself into the position of front-line commander, and he is more accustomed to giving orders directly than doing it himself.

When he first saw the group of Ganges players below, he immediately planned to call for another round of artillery coverage, and then realized that this waste of firepower was shameful, this is not the earth, and he must consider the cost.

After all, the group of Ganges players below may not be worth ten shells tied together, and he can feel the poor sour breath from a distance of hundreds of meters.

It's not that Xu Yichen has a high vision, but after being used to seeing big scenes, these Ganges players really can't get into it, they have indeed developed a lot in the past few months, but at most they have upgraded from a local gang to a smuggling group across several villages.

During the war in Wangxiang City, even the green-skinned equipment under Brother Idea was better than them, at least the green-skinned armor was heavy armor, and they were eager to thicken the breastplate to more than twenty millimeters due to their finishing ability.

The holy warriors have the support of the church, and almost all of them are equipped with magic, and even a miscellaneous one can put a few magic spells such as illumination to bluff people.

Comparatively speaking, the pirate group among the nearest enemies of the demon hunters is relatively shabby, but they rely on money to open the way and take a self-sufficient path in terms of gunpowder weapons, becoming the first human force in the Far South to popularize gunpowder weapons, and the combat effectiveness is really good when it starts.

"It's the Kshatriyas, and I noticed this gang the last time you talked to me." Miss Fox glanced at the militants below: "But they have interests with many nobles, and I have not been very successful in suppressing them, they have now monopolized the underground market in the area of Godreim City, with sufficient manpower and strong combat effectiveness, and they specialize in private work for the rich." ”

After saying that, Miss Elizabeth slapped the railing fiercely: "Hell, I should have thought that they would hire Kshatriyas to deal with me!" I've put all my attention on their privates! ”

"That's right, Kshatriya." Xu Yichen glanced at the cavalry below: "I'll deal with them first, you wait a while, we can reach a preliminary cooperation intention on the way back." ”

Before the Demon Hunter could finish speaking, he jumped off the deck, leaving Miss Elizabeth without even a chance to react.

Seriously, Xu Yichen himself didn't know how the gang of Ganges players below would end up if he didn't take the initiative.

Dozens of people, some on horses, others on what looked like donkeys, wandered around the Laughing Smith in circles, and the awkward aura made the demon hunters think that they might be dancing in the next second.

Garam Chande felt that the aura of the king on his body was almost gone, and he had never imagined the possibility that those new Huaxia people would not come down.

Are you not proud overcomers? Shouldn't you be afraid of all challenges? Aren't you supposed to tear all the provocative ones to shreds like mad dogs? Having said so much, you guys have come down, I've gone around three times!

After a long run, Garamchand could already feel the horses under his crotch begin to gasp, a symptom of a large exertion of physical strength, and those mounts were far inferior to his men, some of whom had begun to stride around and be trapped.

The player's message from Abshek Singh swiped through the retina like a waterfall, and he didn't even have to look at it to know that the venerable old gentleman was ordering him to retreat, no, it should be called escape.

Garamchandh has great respect for the other two Singh, especially this Abshek Singh, who is a saint who is wholeheartedly dedicated to the rise of the nation, and for this reason he does not hesitate to give up his privileged life, wealth, and everything just to exchange opportunities.

But they all have a common problem, they have been emasculated by the new Huaxia, and they don't believe in their hearts that they can win anything from the hands of that country through struggle, even if it is an ethereal dignity.

Garamchand, on the other hand, was taught that no civilization that had succeeded in rising could straighten its back without shedding blood, and the last defeat of the Ganges state had proved that compromise and international intervention could not regenerate a nation.

So he craves blood......

Before the expensive goods of psychological construction were splashed with blood, the demon hunter didn't pay attention to the landing point when he fell, and smashed a Henghe player who was more than 1.7 meters into 1.2 meters on the spot, and even his 'war donkey' was smashed off his waist.

"It's been a long time, but you still haven't made much progress." The damage caused by falling from a high altitude had fully recovered with Xu Yichen's movements when he got up, and he was becoming less and less like a human in this regard.

Garam Chand, who was stared at by the demon hunters, was like falling into an ice cave, and only a demonic roar was left in his mind, and even his thoughts were frozen.

When the [War Scourge] began to roar, the inferior war horses of the Ganges players suddenly panicked, threw their knights off their horses, and ran to the depths of the forest with feces and urine, and the few who were good at riding could not change the will of their mounts even if they broke the whip, and disappeared with them.

They were lucky, and in hindsight, they were all survivors.

Garamchand's understanding of the concept of nation, national bloodshed, had left enough blood in the last Listener War, but their blood was shed too late.

With the development of productive forces, if a nation wants to break free from shackles and stand on the top of civilization, the amount of blood it needs to shed is also different.

When everyone was a poor buddy, it may only be enough to leave a bowl of blood, and the more latecomers have to pay, the greater the price.

And in the world of Xu Yichen's previous life, his nation almost dried up blood in the process, and the subsequent labor pains affected several generations to obtain the key to the top!

Every step of the civilization had to be exchanged for the blood of the martyrs, especially after the Listener War, and this amount of bleeding soared directly to several times the lethal amount.

The Ganges people have a late start, but if you don't want to bleed on this road, you can only be bled by others.

Now, they're going to bleed again, and this time the weapons in the hands of the New Huaxia people are particularly hideous!

Garamchande Singh, bravely challenged Xu Yichen, the political commissar of New China, for the second time, and this time he held out for three seconds.

And the rest of the cavalry together did not last more than three minutes.