bestfiction Chapter 321 Oh no, I've fallen for their trap too!
Chapter 321 Oh no, I've fallen for their trap too!
The giant snake actually launched attacks from both sides simultaneously.
The snake's tail grazed his face, and Zhong Ming barely managed to avoid it with his head. However, he wasn't so lucky. His chest was grazed by a scale that was slightly raised for some reason, and his whole body began to spin erratically in the sky.
He felt as if he had collided with a cannon, his chest tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of foul blood.
He fell from the sky, the mother and child swords spun in mid-air, and just as he was about to hit the ground, they quickly flew behind him, carrying him close to the ground for a while. Finally, with the help of the longswords, the momentum dissipated. Looking again, the person fighting the demon snake in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.
Holy crap, isn't this my maintenance kit?
Has the eldest sister already joined forces with the giant snake?
No! ! !
I don't want to be the captain of the Third Guard Team and also the captain of the Maintenance Team on the side!
Zhong Ming immediately perked up, grabbed his spear and sword, and flew high into the air, circling the giant snake.
The serpent's scales were extremely hard, and his spear had no chance of penetrating them. He had no choice but to find its weakness instead.
Eyes and tongue are definitely out of the question; they wouldn't even be enough to fill someone's teeth. So I have to take a different approach and find out where its rear end is.
The snake's tail thrust missed, and the giant snake began to swing its tail continuously. For it, "strangling" the strange metal snake that was stealing its wife was important, but beating up the merman was even more important.
If the cannon's spirit knew what it was in the eyes of this serpentine demon, it would probably be so angry that it would blast the sea apart.
Zhong Ming was nearly hit by a snake's tail several times, and had no choice but to increase his flight altitude. Just when he was at a loss, the battalion commander of the 134th Battalion arrived.
This powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator launched an attack with a heart full of rage as soon as he entered the battlefield. He stepped into the air and after a loud shout, the dark mist around him immediately enveloped the demonic beast.
Zhong Ming had no time to back down and was directly knocked aside by the "mist".
Upon closer inspection, the dense fog resembled a black silk ribbon hanging in the sky, shimmering with starlight—a truly beautiful sight.
The next moment, those shimmering tiny silver particles began to rapidly enlarge, and the violent spiritual energy collided with each other, emitting a pressure as solid as solidified matter.
Zhong Ming swallowed hard and immediately began to climb as high as he could, retreating to a safe distance from the battlefield.
Within the battlefield, meteors rained down.
After about half a cup of tea's time, everything here returned to calm.
As far as the eye could see, there were no demonic snakes, no boulders or soil, and no battlements.
All that remained was a huge crater.
The hole is generally hemispherical, but there are many smaller spheres nestled within it, which suddenly made Zhong Ming think that the ground looked like it had been nudged by the Buddha's big head.
That smile vanished the moment he realized that this was the level of capability a battalion commander could possess.
His face was ashen; the disparity in strength filled him with despair. If this battalion commander felt this way, what about Gao Jin?
The battalion commander, still furious after smashing the enemy's weapons, shouted, "Where are the guards?!"
Allowing the enemy to rush in was clearly a dereliction of duty on the part of the guards. This angry shout instantly spread across half the battlefield, silencing all other noises, and even the cannons in front fell silent for a moment.
Zhong Ming gritted his teeth and flew over, but before he could get close, he was slapped down by a sudden burst of spiritual energy.
"Failure to detect the enemy situation in advance and failure to successfully delay the enemy are punishable by ten days of confinement. What about the men in the first and second teams?!"
At this moment, the soldiers of the first and second teams arrived late from a distance, covered in filth and in a sorry state.
"Where have you all gone?!"
"Report...Report, Battalion Commander, a four-legged fish that spits mud attacked our camp, but we stopped it. Seeing it couldn't defeat us, it ran away. Let's go catch it..."
"I'll grab your dead head. Don't you recognize this 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' tactic?"
"I kept half of the second team, and the third team leader..."
At this moment, the group exchanged glances and suddenly realized, "Where are the second team members who were left behind?"
"Oh no, this is also a diversionary tactic."
Seemingly mocking the battalion commander of the 134th Battalion, the foundation where the cannon was located suddenly collapsed, and seven translucent tentacles rose abruptly from the hard rock of the cliff, gripping the cannon barrel tightly.
The ground below had already been reinforced by a barrier, enough to withstand the enormous shock when the giant cannon fired, but its capabilities were even greater.
This is a gap-dwelling octopus. As long as there is even the slightest crack, it can squeeze its body into it. It's only a matter of time before it can squeeze through. Everyone seriously suspects that the enemy may have been lying in ambush here before the battle even started.
"Damn merfolk, come with me!"
A great battle was about to break out, and Zhong Ming was not even qualified to participate. He was only on the outermost edge, providing minimal assistance to the five powerful figures on the battlefield.
The attack of the late spring cold snap couldn't even pierce the enemy's "skin." Its tentacles were covered in a sticky liquid, and if the spear tip wasn't coated with spiritual energy, it wouldn't even have a chance to pierce it; the spear would simply slide away as soon as it was thrust forward.
Several dozen breaths later, all of the octopus's tentacles broke off, and countless unmanageable tentacles blocked the group's path of pursuit, while its main body had already escaped through the gaps.
This battle left Zhong Ming disheartened and the battalion commander so anxious he was ready to jump over the wall.
The cannon was perfectly fine; it had just been repaired and hadn't even fired a few dozen shots before it broke down again.
The tentacles did not cause significant damage to the cannon, but that was the most troublesome part. The slime on the tentacles could penetrate into the cannon's interior, dissolving all the surface spirit patterns, and some of the slime flowed deeper into the gaps.
This cannon is now at risk of exploding at any moment.
"The entire escort team will advance and rendezvous with the Shield Guard Battalion, providing alternating cover for the retreat. I will immediately call for the transport ship. All other groups, pack your things, load the cannons, and retreat!"
While he was withdrawing the cultivators skilled in water magic from the battlefield and organizing them to wash away the slime from the cannons, he was also directing the various groups and teams to pack up their belongings in an orderly manner.
Zhong Ming hadn't expected that his return to the Flame Wolf Army, where he was just about to get used to the combat life of the artillery battalion, would end so abruptly.
"You, captain of the Third Guard, come here and go to the solitary confinement cell."
The battalion commander suddenly called him, and at that moment he "obediently" lay in the palm print created by the slap of spiritual power, his heart in his throat.
Solitary confinement, I can't imagine how terrifying that place must be.
He silently got up and followed the battalion commander through a "mountain" of discarded boxes, climbed up to the door of a small room on the side of the cannon's barrel, and the battalion commander "personally" opened the door for him and kicked him inside.
However, what he heard was not so heartless.
"I'm just putting on a show for others. You're doing a great job. Just relax and don't worry, no one will make things difficult for you."