The rolling smoke burst out with large and small blood mists. The bandits screamed in shock. Many people rolled and crawled, fleeing with their heads in their arms, and the injured screamed at the top of their lungs.

Qian Sanniang shouted: "Twist it again!"

Two more enemies of ten thousand people were lit and thrown away, and the bandits cried even more. They shouted and fled to the Temple of the Holy Mother, even crowded together at the gatehouse.

Qian Sanniang shouted: "Go forward!"

A group of nine people continued to form a formation under the cover of the shield. Soon, they rushed to the gatehouse. Qian Sanniang ordered three waves of enemies to throw in first, and the bandits who fled into the hospital continued to cry and shout for their parents. Then she ordered: "Kill in!"

Soon everyone rushed into the hospital, and the inside was filled with the smell of spicy and pungent smoke, with the smell of bloody and burnt nose.

There are corpses killed and injured by thousands of enemies everywhere. The blood clamps the remains of the human body, which is really terrible.

There were still the remaining bandits shouting and running around, not knowing what to do.

Qian Sanniang ordered: "Continue to kill, divide it into two formations, and prepare to fight in close combat!"

When they entered the hospital, everyone drew out their guns or weapons. Qian Sanniang still held the winged tiger gun and watched. There were old trees in the courtyard, but the inside was seriously damaged and the inscriptions in the temple collapsed. However, you can see some wine tables in the main hall in front of them. It is obvious that bandits from various villages were having dinner here and discussing what robbery matters were.

Just as he was watching, there was a sudden sound of a whoosh and a powerful arrow. Qian Sanniang raised and blocked her left hand. With a loud "ding", a heavy arrow shot into the middle of her side card. The arrow hit the hemispherical iron cover, stirring up a large number of sparks and slid away.

Qian Sanniang looked over and saw that in the side hall on the left, a man wrapped in a red scarf flickered into the wooden board.

Qian Sanniang raised her winged tiger gun and aimed at it. She suddenly pulled the board machine towards the wooden board.

With a loud bang, a big hole was seen in the wall panel being filled with smoke.

A burst of blood mist was sandwiched among the broken wood chips.
Chapter completed!