Liu Zheng couldn't help but complain.
He fired the laser again, but they were blocked by the sword and shield soldiers appearing in front of the chariot.
"Alright, alright, so we're playing this way, huh?"
Liu Zheng almost laughed out of anger.
Coordination between infantry and tank is one thing, but whose infantry supports tanks by blocking bullets for them?
"I want to see how many shots you can block."
One hundred forty-four eyes closed simultaneously, and the wings that emitted pure Holy Light were instantly tainted with ink-black.
He waved his long spear, countless lightning Sun Strikes fell from the sky, resembling a divine punishment.
He waved the spear again, molten lava and toxic water erupted from the cracked ground, resembling a calamity.
Surrounded on both sides, the sword and shield soldiers were overwhelmed and could only sacrifice themselves to protect the chariot, as they were engulfed by lava and toxic water.
