Chapter 2184 The battle begins, the big explosion

"Li Weiguo, you will be killed by this brother sooner or later." Xia Yu was too lazy to pay attention to Li Weijun and glanced at Li Weiguo indifferently.

Li Weiguo lowered his head with a blushing face, which was embarrassing!

"All members moved to the designated location and prepared for battle!" Xia Yu didn't say anything else. Seeing that the Red Turban Army had launched an attack, he immediately issued an order.

After taking the speaker from Zhou Kuang, Xia Yu walked alone to the roof of a car behind. This was his specially vacant command position. From here, he could see the scene outside the county town. There were guards of King Kong corpses, and he was not worried about the enemy's long-range sniping. Moreover, he expected that the Red Turban Army should not have too many firearms in its hands.

Xia Yu was lined with two rows of large trucks connected to the end. More than fifty people on the roof were holding automatic rifles and staring at him quietly.

Looking forward, I saw the open space outside the camp. It was originally very large, but at this time it was occupied by a large number of cars. The front and rear of the car were connected, and the vehicles were connected one by one, forming a huge... maze!

In a large maze made of cars, each car was filled with heavy objects, and the wheels were nailed to the ground to ensure that they were not pushed down by the Red Turban Army.

There are many open spaces in this maze that are divided separately, connected by vehicles to form a circle and are located in different directions. Several gaps are left between cars in the circle, and only one person can pass through.

Those who were assigned to groups by Xia Yu stood in these circles, in groups of ten to fifteen, all holding on to weapons. That is to say, no matter how many enemies there were, the Red Turban Army was facing the guards of a group of people in the end. With the firepower support from the rear, they could completely kill the Red Turban Army like cutting leeks.

This maze alone is enough to allow hundreds of people in the Jiugong Camp to kill countless enemies, but this is not Xia Yu’s biggest reliance. After all, there are too many enemies, and even if you stand still and don’t let someone cut them, they can exhaust them to death.

The maze occupied the entire area, which was very spectacular, like being pulled out of thin air, and the defense of the maze could be entered from any direction outside the county town, but these people would be divided into batches and finally turned into a few people to enter the ambush position of the guards.

Extend forward, the entrance is in the park ahead, in the large area of ​​mud, with more than a dozen places emitting white smoke. There are something on the mud, but it is not very clear, but you can clearly see that every place with white smoke is connected to a rope, which goes straight to the point where the camp is necessary in the maze.

The ropes were full of gasoline smell and had different labels on them, all of which were letters like 1234. Sima Lingxian stood at the intersection of these ropes, carrying a gun in one hand, directing the firepower team, and holding a torch in the other hand, quietly waiting for Xia Yu to issue the order.

Li Weiguo, Ye Liangchen, Zhou Kuang and others were all standing on the top of the truck, holding guns, the closest to the combat position, because they had to support the places that were breached by the opponent's senior martial artists at any time.

Everyone was waiting quietly, and the entire camp could only hear the roar of the Red Turban Army getting closer and closer.

Xia Yu stood above the tallest roof of the car, gently rubbing his right fingers, and quietly holding the speaker with his left hand.

He was the commander-in-chief of this battle, and his men did not have excellent equipment or trained soldiers. The only chance of winning was his mind and previous deployments. As for the result... he actually didn't know.

In this battle, Xia Yu was the only one commander, and everyone followed his orders, which was related to the life and death of thousands of people, and also to whether he could rise in the martial arts city and then in Wunan Province in the future. Therefore, this battle is very important.

There were only more than 700 people in the Nine Palace Camp, but there were tens of thousands of Red Turban Army opposite. If someone knew that Xia Yu wanted to kill nearly 20,000 Red Turban Army with 700 people, he would definitely think he was crazy and completely crazy.

The huge number difference almost predicts the ending, which is why Song Ming and others surrender without hesitation. The combat effectiveness of less than a thousand people to fight against the tens of thousands of brutal Red Turban Army is completely seeking death!

Although the strength of the enemy and us is very different, Xia Yu will not retreat. He believes that he can win, because in his eyes, the Red Turban Army is just a group of mobs that are vulnerable.

As time passed by minute by minute, everyone held their breath and focused their minds. The Red Turban Army around them was getting closer and closer. Tens of thousands of people rushed into the ruins of the county town and charged towards the camp. However, they had no shape at all, and everyone charged forward.

The strong martial artists in the Red Turban Army rushed to the front, with their close followers. Because the Wang Army had already ordered the breakup of the Nine Palace Camp, whoever snatched the things they got, so the group of people rushed forward like crazy, and the strong martial artists naturally took care of their strength.

The Red Turban Army Group was getting closer and closer, crowded, gathering densely around the camp and entering the car maze. Faced with such a scene, the people in the camp were extremely exquisite, even Li Weiguo, Ye Liangchen and Zhou Kuang were sweating profusely, let alone others.

On the contrary, when Xia Yu saw this scene, she smiled. Everything was as he expected. The Red Turban Army was a group of mobs with no organizational discipline.

“Sector 1, detonate!”

Xia Yu suddenly raised the speaker and shouted loudly. He stood on the podium, standing straight in his lifting posture, standing in a calm and calm face.

Sima Lingxian, who commanded gunmen from afar, immediately lit it with a torch, marking the lead with a one-character lead.

"Spit..."

The rope soaked with gasoline was immediately lit, burning and spreading in the maze like a fire dragon, and rushed to the distance at an extremely fast speed. Soon, the rope had already burned to a point with white smoke in the park.

There were countless Red Turban Army there, crowded together and walked forward. They didn't know why the smoke was coming here at all, and it was white smoke. They thought it was an obstacle set by the enemy and didn't think too much about it. The result...

A huge explosion sounded across the sky with a loud blast.

The earth shook violently, and the sound was deafening and spread far away. Even the innermost building in the county could be heard. The place in Area 1 was instantly blown up by the explosion, and countless bodies soared into the sky, as if they were blown up in the air. Among them, many martial arts masters, the dense Red Turban Army was sunk in a large chunk, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and for a moment, the bodies were everywhere, and blood was flowing into a river.

Xia Yu quietly looked at the smoke-dissolving place, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was extremely arrogant.
Chapter completed!