Chapter 473 Is This Still a Human Being?

"Retreat quickly, Boss Matt!" A follower desperately grabbed the bandit commander's camel, trying to lead it to hide behind the army, "That man is coming to kill!"

"Bastard!" Matt whipped his follower in the face and cursed angrily: "It's just one person, we have a whole army! Do I have to hide too?"

"Where's Ross, tell that bitch Ross to come see me quickly!"

A bloody whip mark appeared on his face, but he still didn't let go:

"Rose...Rose is dead!"

"Our entire front army has collapsed!"

Ross was the name of the bandit pioneer.

"If this continues, our Chinese army will be exposed to..."

Matt was stunned.

He actually heard a hint of pleading from his own mouth.

"How... is this possible?" He slowly put down the whip in his hand.

However, what you see in your sight cannot be faked.

In front of us, the originally orderly and well-organized military formation has now turned into a mess, with chaotic, wailing, and crying figures everywhere:

"I have to get out of here!"

The sand bandits were originally recruited from various mountain villages. Driven by the prospect of victory and the desire to plunder, they were able to listen to orders in unison.

But now, a monster is on a killing spree.

It directly broke their will.

In this battle, Lu Meng was not like an assassin, beheading generals and seizing flags, capturing thieves and kings, but like leading thousands of troops and launching a frontal charge against the sand bandits' formation.

Although, there was no one behind him.

Even so, he still defeated the entire bandit army.

One person can be like an army of thousands!

"Surround us, surround us!" Matt ordered hurriedly.

At this time, only his central army and these direct troops of the King of Sand still had some morale. Even those allies who were postponed saw that the situation was not going well and began to abandon their supplies and flee.

However, the sand bandit commander was also filled with confusion.

Even if all the Chinese army and reserves are pressed forward.

Can you stop this terrible murderer?

Or should I turn around and run away as my followers said, and run back to the safety and privacy of the Sand King Tower.

But, how to report to Sand King?

I failed...

His entire army was defeated by one person?

A fantasy!

If he could really do it, would he still be considered a human being?

"Army...one person..." Matt murmured, and several words appeared in his mind like lightning, making him tremble all over.

"One man becomes an army...war level!"

The traveler who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and came to our door was actually a war-grade one!

He didn't come to die.

It's not like being crazy or crazy.

But he can really fight against their entire army on his own - and win!

The screams kept approaching.

The voices of his followers became increasingly hoarse.

In Matt's ears, it sounded hazy, as if it was far away.

At this moment, all he was thinking about was:

Who is this person!

In the entire Western Continent, there are only a few war-level people, and almost all of them are surrounded by the opposing Holy Empire and the Shark Kingdom.

The closest ones are Caesar, the five-person crowd in Scone Town, and Seta, the senior inquisitor in Stark Town.

The five people of Shaq Kingdom? But the other party is obviously a human being.

High Inquisitor Seta? His name is as loud as thunder, and his every move is monitored and watched. It is clear that the King of Sand and the Holy Kingdom... why would a high-ranking judge be against them at this time?

Well, the answer is obvious.

"New war level..."

A new war class appeared in the Western Continent!

The balance of power will be broken; and this army of sand bandits will be the victims to witness his birth!

"Ahhhhh!"

Matt suddenly shouted, shook off his entourage's efforts to pull him away, and drove the camel under him to rush forward.

Oncoming.

It was Lu Meng who had killed the entire front army and his long clothes were flying.

Matt swung the battle ax in his hand with all his strength, and the knots in his muscles seemed to burst, and the skin of his bare chest was even embedded in the goggles.

And his roar was filled with hoarse determination.

The vision of conquering Rotten Town and winning the first victory came to nothing, and if he just went back like this, with humiliation and regret, the King of Sand would not spare him.

The ups and downs of life, from heaven to the bottom.

It's just because of one person's presence.

The sound of the ax roared, and the bandit commander yelled:

"The Red King!"

Yes, after witnessing this scene, how could he not know who the person in front of him was.

Apart from the swamp where a new king was just born, where else could a war-level strongman suddenly appear and become an enemy of the sand bandits for no reason?

But, they didn't expect it.

The king of the swamp, who is rumored to be called "Red", actually has such strength.

After all, who can’t be a king these days?

The king of sand is also a king.

However, if they knew the truth, the bandits would never dare to appear at the border of the swamp so rashly!

Unfortunately it's too late.

Sa!

There was a clear sound of breaking wind, and before Matt's battle ax could strike, Lu Meng raised his long knife.

Cut him in two without any hindrance.

The difference in strength was so great that it no longer mattered whether the opponent was a foot soldier or a commander.

The damage was full, pure overflow.

At the same time, the camel under the commander of the Sand Bandits also let out a whine.

The horns, like spears, pierced into the chest of the pack animal.

The Iron Bull then bit off its neck like crazy, with joy in his eyes.

"The commander... is dead!"

After a brief calm, a cry of fear broke out.

Lu Meng frowned.

He chopped off the head of this follower with his backhand.

However, this sound was still like a tide, spreading uncontrollably around.

"Boss Matt is dead?"

"Our army is defeated!"

"You can't survive... Run for your life!"

Even the direct line of the Sand King and the elite of the Central Army, who barely maintained their formation at the end, began to retreat like a collapsed dam, and in an instant they threw away their armor and helmets, and the mountains and plains were filled with the figures of crying Sand Bandits.

"How is it possible..."

At the edge of the battlefield, the herdsmen who took the opportunity to escape were also stunned at this moment.

——The bandits didn't even have time to escape, let alone take care of the captured civilians.

Ethan held Little Dib's hand and trembled slightly.

The worry in his pupils turned into shock.

The old herdsman had heard about the other party from his grandson: He originally thought that this traveler named Lu Beiyou was a righteous knight who was eager to help others. It was a rare miracle that he could withstand the bandit army and create an opportunity for them to escape.

Unexpectedly...

These bandit armies that ravaged the entire western part of Shandi and made the North Wind Clan bow down were killed and repelled by Lu Beiyou alone - a real rout!

Is this still a human?

"Old Ethan, this is the one you met... What on earth is he?" The chief of the Far Traveler supported two tribesmen and was deeply shocked when he saw this scene.

Ethan didn't speak.

But many other tribesmen gave answers.

These herdsmen of the Shandi tribe, regardless of the fact that they were still on the battlefield, knelt down on the spot, just like paying homage to the gods in the annual sacrifice of slaughtering cattle and sheep.

Even if the other party was not a god.

That was also an envoy with the courage of the gods.

And little Dibu held his grandfather's hand and looked at the figure in the distance holding a black knife upside down and his long clothes flying. The shadow of the bamboo hat covered his face, but looking around, no one dared to look at him.

A light flashed in the eyes of the little herdsman.

Among the people present, only Lu Meng was not satisfied.

The sand bandits retreated too quickly. This level can be achieved as long as they enter the war level.

But he felt that he had not done his best.

In this world, as long as the army is composed of living people, it will be limited by morale and it will be difficult to fight to the end. In addition, the sand bandits are not regular troops after all, so Lu Meng's current limit cannot be found.

Unless it is the main battle corps of the three major countries, or the fog man, the fish-shaped man, the southern beehive... these monsters who don't know why they die.

But that is a matter for the future, Lu Meng raised his head again.

But...how can I let you escape now?