Chapter 558: Encounter on a narrow road: The brave man wins
the mission from China. There are only more than 300 people in the mission.
Among them, there are more than a hundred demon-suppressing soldiers, and the rest are diplomats, translators, and civilian managers.
There are also some researchers from the China Academy of Sciences mixed in among them.
Speaking of which, the only ones who can really fight are these more than a hundred people.
Despite the small number of people, every demon-suppressing soldier can block a hundred with one.
In the brief conflict just now, more than 30 demon-suppressing soldiers defeated the 800 mummy corps and killed more than 100 of them.
He himself was unscathed.
If the Mummy Corps hadn't made a sneak attack at the beginning and killed more than 20 backward drivers and baggage personnel, they would have been shamed into the Egyptian temple.
Compared with a year ago, Mr. Hu has more gray hair.
But he was still energetic and his eyes were shining.
Facing the golden-robed high priest of the Holy City, his attitude was still neither humble nor overbearing.
The golden-robed high priest smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, since we are all here as guests in the Holy City, why do we have to make such a scene?" "
There is a saying in China that if you take a step back, the sea and the sky will be vaster. If you take a step back, you can avoid a battle. I I want to be good to everyone."
Mr. Hu said expressionlessly: "What do you want?"
The golden-robed priest said with a smile: "Pharaoh Qiao Ze is very concerned about face, let's let him give way, and let the mummies use this road. The Corps will leave first."
"Let's enter the Holy City as soon as possible to avoid being laughed at by heroes from all over the world, right?"
Mr. Hu sneered. He pointed at the convoy already on the bridge and said, "What do you mean? , let all these cars go back, and let these dirty things wrapped in rags go first?"
Someone among the exorcists watching burst out laughing.
A dirty thing wrapped in rags.
This metaphor is really vivid.
On the other side of the mummy, a tall guy angrily let out a burst of soul waves: "You dare to insult me, the king! Kill!"
He jumped up and was already flying over.
This guy's strength is not bad, at least he must be a B-level, but he has no brains and is single-minded.
The two big guys were talking there on behalf of the Middle-Earth and the Holy Temple. His Pharaoh Qiao Ze didn't say anything, but his younger brother jumped out first and shouted to fight and kill.
However, neither the Great Priest Tchaikov nor Mr. Hu moved, or even looked back.
But just as the mummy jumped out, a bright sword suddenly flew past. The next second, the mummy fell apart in the air, turning into piles of broken bones and falling onto the bridge.
Everyone let out an exclamation of exclamation.
A B-level person can still be considered an intruder.
But he was killed casually.
And it's still more than ten meters away.
The unknown demon-suppressing envoy returned the sword to its sheath with an expressionless expression, and wisps of runes appeared on the surface of the rune sword again, constantly wandering around his body.
The great priest Tchaikov said seriously: "If you don't let me, Pharaoh Qiao Ze will make trouble for you."
Mr. Hu laughed and said, "That's exactly what I want. I like it best when someone makes trouble for me.
" Come!"
Qian Bulai's fat body took a step forward, and his voice was loud and resounded throughout the Croton Canyon: "Yes!"
Mr. Hu stared at the great priest Tchaikov, but said: "You hold on Behind! I will lead people forward. Anyone who dares to follow the convoy will be killed without mercy!"
Qian BuLai shouted loudly: "Yes!"
He turned around and shouted: "First team! Follow me!"
"The rest! Drive the vehicle to Push forward! I will guard your back for you!"
He gave the order, and more than thirty demon-suppressing soldiers immediately stepped forward, drew their swords from their sheaths, and guarded the bridge.
The remaining baggage troops and civilian personnel got on the vehicle one after another, and quickly rushed forward under the cover of the remaining demon-suppressing soldiers.
Grand Priest Tchaikov's expression changed and he said loudly: "Mr. Hu..."
Mr. Hu grinned and said, "Grand Priest Tchaikov, China and Earth are here to participate in the first Yin-Yang Peace Conference, not to be criticized. " Yes
, there is indeed a saying in Middle-earth that taking a step back will open up the world, but you have forgotten that there is another saying in Middle-earth, which is that the brave will win when meeting on a narrow road!"
He turned around suddenly and stood in front of the unknown demon-suppressing envoy. He was escorted back to his queue.
The convoy suddenly let out a deafening whistle, and then rushed towards the opposite side of Croton Canyon.
The mummy corps that stayed behind the bridge immediately became commotion, and more than a thousand elite mummies chased forward. But they couldn't sign, but they laughed and drew their swords out of their sheaths!
Behind him, thirty demon-suppressing soldiers lined up, showing no fear on their faces when facing more than a thousand elite mummies.
There was even a hint of excitement!
Although there are thousands of evil spirits, I will go away!
(End of chapter)