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2150. Miao Cheng's persistence

Soon half of the security office became chaotic, and as time went by, the chaos continued to spread.

These men in black were surprisingly good at special operations, which made the Tubo soldiers who were hastily faced the enemy unable to withstand it.

Some special soldiers from the Tubo Security Department stepped forward to stop him, but they also felt that there was a clear gap between them and these men in black. This gap was not just limited to marksmanship.

This surprised the Tubo soldiers and were also a little panicked.

They have never had the experience of facing such elites. In the past, the soldiers of the Yuan Kingdom did not have such strong combat power.

"marshal!"

Seeing that a man in black was getting closer and closer to the handsome tent, a general led his way into the handsome tent of Miao Cheng, he hurriedly said: "This is dangerous, we will escort you to transfer!"

“Transfer?”

Miao Cheng's face was very ugly at this time, "How many of them are there?"

The general replied embarrassedly: "There is no clear number yet, probably... it's only about a few dozen people."

"But we have 20,000 elite soldiers here!"

Miao Cheng roared: "I am under the escort of 20,000 elite troops. Do you want me to transfer? Where can I transfer? Will I still have the face to meet people in the future?"

He suddenly sat back on his seat and said, "I can't go anywhere. If you can't even stop dozens of people, then let them call me! I'm going to die here even if I die!"

The Song Dynasty had never fought such a defeated battle.

Only dozens of people came to attack the camp, but they all threatened the coach and even let him move the coach. Miao Cheng looked at the general in front of him and was angry.

At this time, Danba also walked in from outside and told Miao Cheng: "Ship Miao, let's move! These people are not ordinary soldiers, so there is no need to stay here for this tone!"

At this time, we all saw that these men in black came for the handsome tent.

"Don't leave!"

Miao Cheng also became stubborn, "I will fight for this tone today! Dozens of people forced me as the coach to transfer. I can't afford to lose this face, and Da Song can't afford to lose this face!"

He picked up the Shenlong gun on the desk, pulled the bolt and put it down again, and said, "I want to see who can take my life away today!"

Seeing him like this, Danba was helpless and said to the general: "Let the guard platoon guard the outside! No one can be put in easily!"

Then he also sat down on Miao Cheng's lower head.

The coach Miao Cheng doesn't plan to leave, and he, the deputy coach, obviously can't leave either.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After a while, the sound of gunfire seemed to be sounding outside the handsome tent.

A man in black came to kill him.

It sounds like I'm afraid I've had a fire with the guard platoon now. This is Miao Cheng's last line of defense.

Miao Cheng sat inside and was as deep as water.

He didn't expect that these men in black could really rush to the coach's tent. This time, no matter whether he, the coach, was in danger, his face was depressed.

In the past, only the soldiers of the Song Dynasty treated enemy generals like this. When did they beheaded like this?

Danba looked nervous and puzzled.

I don’t know why such a powerful guy suddenly popped up on the grassland.

According to reports, these guys have not high martial arts cultivation, and they will only go to the Yuan realm if they have to die, but they are elusive in war. And their shooting skills are extremely accurate.

The soldiers from the guard platoon suddenly ran in and blocked Miao Cheng.

There were dozens of soldiers, and their faces were all filled with a decisive look on their faces.

Obviously, the situation outside is not optimistic.

Seeing this scene, Miao Cheng asked in a deep voice: "Can the guard platoon stop them?"

The guard platoon is composed of elites selected from each army and is no different from the special forces.

No one answered, his face looked embarrassed.

Obviously, the guard platoon outside struggled to resist.

Fortunately, more and more people in the military camp were alarmed, and more and more soldiers rushed towards this side. The men in black were unable to rush into Miao Cheng's tent, and the sound of gunfire outside gradually faded.

A general led the way in and reported to Miao Cheng: "Marson, the enemy has retreated!"

His face was also ugly, his arm was injured, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Miao Cheng's face was as deep as water, "Did those men in black be wiped out?"

The general's face was embarrassed, "I still... I don't know."

Miao Cheng was so angry that he couldn't help but pat the case in front of him, "It seems that I have trained too little on you! I will send the order and let them report the battle damage to me as quickly as possible!"

"yes!"

The general hurriedly ran outside.

If you continue to stay here, Miao Shuai's face will be harder to see! He doesn't want to stay here to endure Miao Cheng's anger.

But this time, there must be many people who are inevitably punished.

Although he felt a little frustrated, he really didn't dare to defend anything.

It’s not that they didn’t practice hard enough, but that these men in black were too powerful. During the battle between the two armies, they could actually see the ever-changing situation, making their soldiers dizzy.

After a while, the war loss came to Miao Cheng.

Miao Cheng had seen it, and Hehen threw Zhan Lei out. Danba walked up to pick it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but take a breath, "How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!
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