Chapter 135: Confidence in the Fight

Zhao Feng looked at the burly man with anger, and then winked at Zhang Shi, but Zhang Shi did not react at all, just staring at the front.

Instead, the bearded man spoke first, his tone was no longer gentle, and he spoke in an imperative tone.

"Since the boss has been killed, it is useless to say anything. Hand over the things that the boss exploded and leave here, and I will pretend that nothing happened."

Zhang Shi finally couldn't help laughing, turned around and looked around, confirming that his 150 soldiers were not invisible, and then shook his head and responded strongly.

"If you beat me, the things are yours; if you lose, you will die."

The burly man behind the bearded man heard this and directly raised his musket and aimed at Zhang Shi, and the other members of the Eagle Group behind him also raised their guns.

"Low class, don't be shameless, hand over the things quickly, kneel down and get under my crotch, and I can still reward you with a quick death."

Seeing this, the bearded man used a skill similar to teleportation and flashed to the crowd behind him.

Zhang Shi was stunned for a moment, then he was relieved. They dared to challenge a team of 150 with only 50 people. This group of people must be quite capable. At this point, there was no need to say more. Zhang Shi gave an order, and the soldiers behind him were divided into groups of ten, firing muskets at the enemy.

What surprised Zhang Shi again was that a layer of magic light shield appeared in the enemy's formation, blocking all the projectiles, and the enemy's musketeers also counterattacked.

Similarly, Ge Dalong activated the special effect of the flowing water staff, and a huge water wall appeared in front of him, blocking all flying objects.

At the same time, Zhao Feng had already activated the berserk and fighter skills, and charged into the enemy's formation like a wild bull. The enemy's projectiles hit the Jinjingshi heavy armor, and could not break through the defense at all. The projectiles were bounced off, making a series of crisp sounds.

Zhao Feng swung his life-threatening battle axe, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The high frequency of the musket's attack made it easy for him to stack his fighter skills to a fairly high level. He swung the axe and chopped at the burly man who spoke frivolously to Wu Qing.

The burly man looked like a troublemaker, but he was unexpectedly quite capable. Seeing Zhao Feng attacking, he did not dodge or evade, but summoned a giant shield out of thin air, and forcibly blocked Zhao Feng's attack without retreating a single step.

Zhao Feng took a look at the shield and felt that it looked familiar. Then he remembered that when he fought with Red Neck and the others that day, they used this type of shield.

After the burly man blocked the attack, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he took out a short knife from his backpack and stabbed Zhao Feng from behind the shield.

The shield was wide, and Zhao Feng did not notice the sturdy man's small movements. Just as he was about to charge up to continue attacking, he was hit in the abdomen by the short knife. Although the blade was completely blocked by the heavy armor of gold essence stone, the short knife seemed to have some characteristics, and a strange force penetrated the armor, making Zhao Feng pale and retreating.

Zhao Feng covered his abdomen and found that a stream of heat had already flowed out from under his armor. His face changed slightly. He did not expect that the knife was so powerful. The pain of the wound came along with the weakness of the berserk skill. Zhao Feng knew that he should not fight any more.

In theory, Zhao Feng's attributes had already crushed the opponent in all aspects, but the opponent was still able to win by surprise with specific equipment, catching him off guard.

After the sturdy man succeeded in the sneak attack, he did not pursue him. Instead, the bearded man stood in front, holding a golden compass in his hand, pointing in the direction of Zhao Feng, and then a thick fire dragon shot out from the compass, completely covering Zhao Feng and drowning him.

Fortunately, the Jinjingshi heavy armor has excellent defense capabilities and strong resistance to high temperatures. Zhao Feng retreated quickly and escaped from the fire dragon.

Zhang Shi pulled him into the formation and handed him over to Wu Qing. He had already noticed Zhao Feng's injury. His abdomen was already oozing red blood. It seemed that he had lost a lot of blood and needed to stop the bleeding immediately.

Seeing his partner injured, Ge Dalong angrily called the artillery and pointed the muzzle at the opponent, covering him with a wave of firepower. But the magic light shield appeared as expected, blocking all the shells. The shells exploded in the air, like gorgeous fireworks, without causing any damage to the enemy.

The strong man saw Zhang Shi and his men being defeated again and again, and grinned and mocked.

"You Orientals are quite sentimental. You also set off fireworks to cheer up during the war."

Everything happened in a flash, and Zhang Shi had already suffered a big loss. Seeing this, Zhang Shi did not intend to show mercy. He flashed behind the strong man with a shadow step. Old Duan flashed with cold light, turned into the sickle of the god of death to harvest life, and slashed at his head.

The strong man reacted quickly, and blocked the shield behind him with his backhand. He shrank his neck and squatted on the spot.

Old Duan easily cut off the upper end of the shield, but the strong man escaped by luck, only his scalp was scratched and a strand of hair was cut off.

The strong man's back was sweating coldly, and he threw the shield towards Zhang Shi, then rolled and crawled to distance himself.

Zhang Shi chopped the shield into two pieces with another knife, and then noticed that the material of the shield was not ordinary, and the quality was comparable to that of the golden stone.

The Eagle Group stared at Zhang Shi as if he was looking at a monster. Obviously, Zhang Shi's two knives just now frightened them, so they didn't dare to get close to him easily for a while.

Zhang Shi didn't care about that. If the first strike failed, there would be a second chance. He immediately picked a lucky guy, used the Shadow Step to flash behind him, and stabbed him in the back with a knife.

This lucky guy was not as lucky as the strong man. He was pierced through by Lao Duan and his armor, and was killed in one blow, leaving only a pair of shocked eyes full of disbelief.

Seeing Zhang Shi's fierce attack, the crowd of the Eagle Group couldn't help but stir. They began to realize that the team in front of them was not an easy one.

The eyes of the bearded leader also became solemn. The golden compass in his hand slowly turned, as if he was reassessing the situation.

"Interesting, it seems that we underestimated you."

The bearded man said coldly, and then he nodded to a magician beside him. The magician quickly chanted the spell, and the light of the staff in his hand was bright. A huge flame barrier was instantly formed around the Eagle Group, isolating the battlefield of both sides, slowing down the shooting speed of Zhang Shi's musket, and also protecting his side from direct artillery fire.

Zhang Shi was also shrouded in the barrier. Seeing this, he was secretly alert in his heart, guessing that the bearded man should have a backup plan.

Sure enough, a moment later, the compass in the bearded man's hand flashed, and a small flame cage suddenly appeared beside Zhang Shi. The cage quickly closed, trying to swallow Zhang Shi.

Zhang Shi quickly activated the Shadow Step and moved behind another member of the Eagle Group, wanting to kill him and refresh his skills. Unexpectedly, the flame cage suddenly appeared from under Zhang Shi's feet as if it had locked him, trapped him again, and slowly closed.

Zhang Shi frowned, not expecting this thing to be so difficult to deal with. He waved Lao Duan to stir the flame wall, but the flame was an invisible thing, and Lao Duan could not defeat it even if it was sharp. Zhang Shi was soon completely surrounded by the flame.

At the critical moment, Ge Dalong put an ice armor on him from a distance, blocking the flames. Suddenly, mist rose around Zhang Shi, making a sizzling sound.