Chapter 2837: Enemy at the Gate
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Too sinister.
Hearing Chen Huanghe's words, Emperor Ma Qing felt a cold sweat running down his back.
This pharaoh was not only very skilled, but also very clever. He knew that Ye's garden was impregnable and difficult to break into, so he used his sword to take the wrong direction.
If the Ma family garden is really bloodbathed by the Pharaoh, and his life and death are controlled by the other party, then not only will he suffer, but the Ye family will also be destroyed.
As long as the pharaoh had to choose between his life and death, Uncle Bai would definitely choose the former, either blowing up the Ye family garden or watching him die.
In this way, the five hundred soldiers who originally protected Ye's garden would instantly become the executioners who massacred Ye's garden.
That would lead to death without redemption.
"Master Ma, this is a life-or-death situation, don't act out of emotion!"
Chen Huanghe firmly held Ma Qingdi's hand: "We have two priorities now. One is to ensure absolute safety; the other is to delay as much time as possible."
"Although Uncle Bai has taken away many masters, the manor still has more than 400 guards with guns and cannons. It is not easy for the Pharaoh to kill you."
"And as long as we hold on for half an hour, the nearby Dongfeng troops will be able to rush over."
"Three thousand well-trained soldiers could scare the Pharaohs away even if they couldn't kill them."
Chen Huanghe exhaled a long breath: "As long as Pharaoh can't kill him or we can hold him back, then we will be victorious tonight."
"On the contrary, once you go out to fight, the consequences will be disastrous. If you are captured alive, the Ye family and even Taicheng will be destroyed."
"Be patient! Be patient! You must be patient!"
Chen Huanghe, who has always been hypocritical, showed his wisdom at this critical moment and analyzed the pros and cons of going to war and retreating to Emperor Ma Qing.
Things developed as he expected. Pharaoh and the others began to be blocked after they broke into the front yard, and the Ma family's dead soldiers who kept surrounding them slowed down their steps.
"Close the small building and seal the doors and windows."
Emperor Ma Qing opened a button, stared at the chaotic scene on the screen and gave orders: "Seventy-two guards will protect my safety."
"You are not allowed to go out to fight without my order."
After thinking about his own importance, Emperor Ma Qing regained his calmness and indifference, sat down on the main seat again, and spoke in a low and powerful voice:
"Also, tell the guards to stop the incoming enemy at any cost. As long as they can stop the Pharaoh from reaching the small building, everyone will receive first-class merit and a reward of 10 million."
"Dean Chen, call the Dongfeng troops, and then contact the missile team."
"If necessary, cover the entire Majia Garden with artillery fire."
Emperor Ma Qing had a look of determination on his face: "Even if I die together, I will not become Pharaoh's living companion."
Chen Huanghe and the others replied loudly: "Understood."
After giving the order, Ma Qingdi got up and went to the safe, took out a black box, opened it, and took out a gun and a remote control.
Although this manor is not impregnable, and all the elites have been taken away from Uncle Bai, Emperor Ma Qing still has the final trump card.
As Emperor Ma Qing's order was issued, all the guards of the Ma family manor rushed over, holding weapons and shooting at the advancing five pharaohs.
"Bang bang bang!"
Bullets poured down on Pharaoh and the others like rain, but Pharaoh and the others dodged too fast, and almost all their shots missed.
They swayed like phantoms, and then disappeared from the eyes of the Ma family gunmen. When they reappeared, they were next to the Ma family gunmen.
With a sweep of the staff, a dozen people screamed and fell to the ground.
"Whoosh——"
Then, the four believers stretched out, pressed, and pulled the staffs in their hands to pull out a barbed wire fence, and then pushed it forward like a shield.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The Ma family elites were stunned for a moment, then the trigger was pulled, and more bullets poured in, but they were all blocked by the barbed wire, sending out dazzling sparks.
The barbed wire fence was incredibly tough. It had shaken, twisted, and tilted, but it had never been damaged. The warheads either landed or got stuck.
Pharaoh and the others were unscathed.
The Ma family gunner's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he subconsciously shouted: "Machine gun! Sniper! Gatling!"
They wanted to bring in heavy firepower to block the pharaoh's unhurried advance.
"boom--"
The Pharaoh, who looked like 'Thanos', had no emotion in his eyes. He took a step forward and slapped the barbed wire fence with his left hand.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the warhead stuck in the barbed wire reflected back, and shot like sharp arrows into the bodies of more than fifty opponents who were shooting alternately.
The Ma family gunman's body was shaken, like a piece of paper that had been hit, with dozens of blood holes, and then he fell to the ground with his eyes open.
The four Ma family elites who carried light machine guns also swayed and fell in a pool of blood.
"Bang bang bang!"
Taking this opportunity, the four believers took back their staffs, stepped forward, picked up the machine guns, and fired intensively at the front without saying a word.
They were like sharp fangs, biting the elites of the Ma family fiercely.
"Bang bang bang!"
The four cultists kept pulling the triggers, the gun barrels vibrating angrily, and the flying bullets poured out unbridled like a meteor shower.
The blood splashed on their faces, making them look terrifying and murderous.
More than two hundred Ma family elites also held firearms in their hands and fought back hysterically against the five pharaohs.
The dim manor suddenly became filled with gunshots, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and screams continued to sound.
In this case, there is no war technology or military dodge. What matters is the amount of ammunition poured, and what matters is speed and strength.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
After a fierce battle, Pharaoh and his five men defeated more than 200 elite Ma family soldiers.
The Ma family gunmen who were fighting screamed and fell, and there was blood all over the ground.
The road of more than 50 meters, more than 200 gunmen, were mercilessly trampled by Pharaoh and his men, and the shells crackled, showing their invincibility.
"Swoosh, swoosh--"
Just at this moment, two Ma family soldiers suddenly appeared on the left and right sides, carrying rocket launchers and firing two rockets at Pharaoh.
"Boom boom--"
But before the rockets hit Pharaoh and his men, Pharaoh's staff pointed out two red lines, colliding with the rockets in mid-air.
With two earth-shaking sounds, the rockets exploded in the night sky, and countless fragments and flames flew everywhere.
The Ma family gunmen were hit by the fragments and screamed and fell to the ground. The two men carrying the rocket launchers were also overturned by the air wave and fell to the ground, but Pharaoh and his men were intact.
Ma Qingdi, who was watching the battle, clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them again, feeling very sad and angry, but helpless.
This Pharaoh was too powerful.
After another fierce battle, almost all the Ma family gunmen died, and only a few wounded were left out of hundreds of people. The surroundings were in a mess, bloody, and damaged.
Only the small building was intact.
Pharaoh and his men stepped on the corpses and slowly approached the door of the small building.
"Dang..."
The staff hit the blue bricks on the ground, making a harsh sound. Pharaoh looked up at the lonely small building, and his hoarse voice was as unpleasant as sharpening a knife:
"Whoever wants to stop Pharaoh's footsteps, the wings of the god of death will descend on his head..."
The enemy was at the gate of the city.