However, Yin Shengzhi, who did it at a critical time, frowned. The nature he unleashes is a change in the great forest......

But now it seems that the other party is a little trapped......

As they watched, stingers began to grow on the vines, stabbing into their skin.

However, there is a faint light circulating on the tattoos of these Sahel people, which actually blocks these stingers and prevents them from penetrating.

Moreover, the vines seemed to be entangled in the red-hot soldering iron, and began to smoke and turn black, turning into charcoal, and about to fall off.

Unfortunately, the speed at which the vines grew was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, more tentacles were growing.

In the blink of an eye, the middle of the bridge twenty or thirty meters was turned into a huge vine cage, locking the inside and isolating the people outside.

Although this vine cage only lasted two or three minutes at most, it was destroyed by the internal and external attacks of many indigenous warriors.

But it was enough, because the mercenary group had already reacted.

Just now, they didn't just stand and cheer, but quickly set up defenses on the bridgehead.

Rows of gunners, surrounded the bridgehead and fired desperately.

This time, instead of 20 gunmen, more than 300 gunmen kept firing.

Finally, the sorcery defenses of the first indigenous samurai began to be overwhelmed after taking the eighth bullet at close range.

The light of the tattoo on his body disappeared, and he didn't need to shoot bullets into his body at all, and he saw that the already thin native warrior had no life in his eyes and fell to the ground.

The skin and muscles of his body, as well as the last bits of pitiful fat, all disappeared and shriveled, like a corpse that had long since been air-dried.

Then came the second and third indigenous samurai, who had such a huge change in their bodies, and died as a dried corpse!

Yin Shengzhi knew that it was witchcraft that drained the vitality of these indigenous warriors.

Every time he was bulleted, he was protected by witchcraft and could not be shot into his body.

However, every shot that fends off a bullet consumes a huge amount of life energy from these people.

If you take five or six bullets, you will quickly retreat, and after the power of witchcraft has subsided, you will be seriously ill and weak for a while, and you will not have to worry about life.

But in this way, if they take an excessive amount of bullets at one time and squeeze too much life force, then even if the bullets don't kill, they will only end up either dead or injured!

More and more of the indigenous warriors on the bridge were unable to advance or retreat, and suffered heavy casualties under the steam bullets.

It was at this time that the sound of "......" was heard.

With a shrill sound, a round roulette wheel the size of a bucket broke through the air and flew over.

Cut the human body apart...... Even if they have the protection of witchcraft.

It's a steam ejection weapon with so much momentum that it can even cut an elephant apart.

Even if it is protected by witchcraft, it can resist the disc for a few seconds at most, and when the power of witchcraft is exhausted, it is cut from the waist by the roulette wheel.

Then there is the second person, the third person......

Because the indigenous samurai were so densely packed, the roulette wheel cut through more than a dozen people, and then it lost all its momentum, stopped, and was embedded in the chest of the last unlucky ghost!

Steam weapons use steam as thrust and don't need to be round shells, but this type of roulette wheel is the most powerful at close range.

It is also the only kind of "heavy weapon" equipped by the mercenary group!

Known as the battlefield cutter!

Its attack range is not too far, within one or two hundred meters, but the speed of its attack is extremely fast, and its power is even greater.

As the first wheel fired, followed by a rattle, the wheels spun and flew out, slicing through the air, slicing through the human body, slicing through anything that stood in their way.

Not even an arm-thick railing could stop it......

The natives finally couldn't withstand the fire and began to retreat desperately, leaving behind hundreds of corpses, and finally exited the bridge.

For a while, Dan saw that the bridge was full of blood and corpses, stained red everywhere, and even gathered into a stream, and then flowed to the surface of the river.

The river, which used to have some pale yellow water, is now stained with a red halo and is spreading.

"Finally repelled the attack of the natives!" everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one cheered, but immediately adjusted the arrangement, and the firepower arranged between the deserts just now was not perfect.

At this moment, the defense was rearranged, waiting for the second attack of the natives.

However, the natives' offensive was beyond the imagination of the mercenaries, and by this time the sun was already setting in the west, and it would be dark in more than an hour at most.

However, at this moment, there were cries and shouts from across the river. On the other side of the Belochistan River, there were countless refugees from the Rivers and ran towards the bridge crying.

And behind them, it was the natives who were shouting.

Driving the refugees away, they rushed towards the bridge.

"The Sahel are going to ......"

With just one glance, the liaison officer's face turned pale as paper.

He is not stupid, so he can naturally guess what these Sahel natives are going to do!

It's not just him, as long as his brain turns a little faster, he immediately understands.

These natives were intent on driving out the old and weak women and children of Delange and storming the positions of the mercenary group. And the indigenous people will rush after these refugees......

For a while, the faces of all the people who figured it out changed, and they all looked towards Yin Shengzhi.

Yin Shengzhi's face remained unchanged, he was reincarnated for several lifetimes, and he had seen a lot of wars, and he had not seen this kind of thing of driving people to attack the enemy.

He said calmly: "Ready to fire!"

"But if those Browns ......"

"Whoever dares to rush at them will open fire. Unless you're going to die here!"

Yin Shengzhi's voice was cold, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

But it also calmed down the mercenaries who listened to the order.

Mercy is not in charge of the army, righteousness is not in charge of wealth!

Not to mention, these Branders don't have a dime to do with most of them.

Only the liaison officer's face was very ugly, but he didn't stop him......

He knew that what Yin Shengzhi said was right! Even if he couldn't accept it emotionally at all!

At least thousands of old and infirm women and children in Delange were driven to the bridge, and the cries could be heard.

"Fire ......"

The Delange refugees had just approached the bridgehead on the opposite bank and had not yet reached the bridge, when the officers of the mercenary regiment had already given the order to open fire. Don't wait for them to rush this way.

The bridge was only a little over 100 meters long, and the range of the steam guns was often 3500 meters.

And that's exactly in the range!

What's more, it wasn't the guns that fired first, but the battlefield cutters.