Chapter 1333 Everyone does their own thing

The seven families sent to the frontline not only cold weapon regiments such as crossbowmen and spearmen, but also a carrier-based aircraft equipped with a templated, alienated chain crossbow that Li Cang was very familiar with. Regardless of whether they have reached the strength of the skilled and powerful archers like Yggdrasil, the Mirage District still has such equipment as crossbowmen, which makes it look particularly simple.

Spearmen all carry a combined long spear with a spiral blood groove engraved on it, which is about 3 meters long. The bows of archers are larger than normal bows, and so are the arrows. As for crossbowmen, they appear with their own crossbows.

These soldiers are completely different from the elite of the assault division in terms of temperament. Each of them has a sharp eye, a tall figure, ape back, bee waist and long arms.

The number of archers and spearmen was almost as scarce as that of the mage group, and since Li Cang accidentally wiped out a batch of stocks of the Bernstein family, all the families immediately withdrew their mage assault groups, just to make room for the archers and spearmen.

While the long-range cold weapon group was quietly deploying troops, Li Cang was almost always surrounded by the guards assault team.

As we all know, Mr. Cang has a very bad drinking habit.

When he was drunk, Li Cang had three hobbies: making trouble, telling stories and singing, and drinking.

So the elite guards were facing a trash-talking rolling knife player at the moment. After the cancerous flesh erosion, the mental pollution of the night parade of a hundred ghosts and the spinal worm, and the visual pollution of their own people, this group of unlucky guys also had to suffer from the auditory pollution of the drunkard story line that could not be continued.

Since they have determined that they cannot effectively kill this guy, the guards around Li Cang have become very fast in updating. Basically, they will block a few times and then retreat to rotate personnel, just to be trapped. However, even so, the lives that died in vain under the Burning of Isoleye and the Great Wand are still measured in hundreds of people per minute. Under the premise that the forum has become a local area network and the frequency of information updates depends entirely on the number of prisoners captured, the Mirage District lacks a minimum understanding of Li Cang's skill system.

The logic of the core skills of the body + the core skills of war is not unsolvable. There are a lot of people on the forum who do this kind of research, targeted practice, and even output finished strategy. Li Cang himself has read the posts posted by some guys and is thinking about whether to quietly contact Brother Changhe Luori to hire a killer.

In other words, if Li Cang is fully awake, according to the various tactical levels shown by the Mirage District, I am afraid that he will only be able to fight with Teacher Cang in the cesspool forever until the population and the servants of fate are completely drained.

But then again, if Li Cang is really sober, according to his fussy and cautious nature and thinking logic, unless Lao Wang blows up the temple first, the probability of expanding his personal conflict with Somamu to directly and actively single-handedly clearing the entire Mirage District is still very low.

However, then again, the entire underlying logic of the operation of the Mirage District is very annoying. This situation is just like America before the disaster. America's national security awareness is significantly different from other countries. Normal countries believe that if you threaten me, it will hinder my national security, while America believes that if you don't let me threaten you, it will hinder my national security.

The seven major families in the Mirage District want to force all victims who enter here to abide by the bandit logic they have formulated, which is in essential conflict with the bandit logic... uh... survival logic that Li Cang himself pursues, so it is likely that this fight will eventually end in a dog brain.

"A robber meets a robber, and he still plays this trick. I don't think you know how ugly Mr. Cang's eating is~"

At this moment, Old Wang, who was in the official residence of the Craig family in the main city, sighed with compassion, and inadvertently gave a very accurate and appropriate evaluation.

Around him, the blood of thousands of corpses was about to coagulate, as sticky as the tears and snot on the faces of the wives of the Craig family: "Don't cry, you, go wash them and put on makeup. Are you crying like this to make me squeeze out some interest from my teeth to spare your lives?"

Craig family aerospace mothership.

Old Craig's face was as ugly as his mother's death.

Of course, this can't be blamed on him, because his mother did die.

"Report, report, the main city garrison has sent a message that the main city was attacked by a black giant. All the senior officials, including the chief garrison officer, were killed in the battle. None of the 23,000 garrisons survived. The black giant attacked the family mansion all the way and disappeared."

"Mr. Leather Craig has organized all the remaining military and police forces to encircle the enemy. The family mansion is full of blood. All the men have been slaughtered. The attackers did not leave enough time for the family members to enter the safe house."

"Mr. Leather is currently leading the family forces drawn from other cities to trap the attackers in the family cemetery, but the other party has held hundreds of women and children hostage. Mr. Leather dare not attack rashly. And Mr. Craig, your mother and mistress have just been brutally killed by the attacker in front of Mr. Leather."

Three consecutive messages directly broke the spirit of old Craig.

For a full ten minutes, old Craig stared at the body of the signalman, who had turned into a pool of blood and mud on the ground, without saying a word or moving.

Inside the locked sky island cluster.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: The reason why archers don't fight in close combat is because they are precious, not because they are not good at close combat.

Reality is not a game. It is nonsense to use agility to draw a bow. The main attribute of an archer has always been only one, strength, strength, and fucking strength. A group of soldiers who were strictly selected from the assault division and the air assault division, almost the only type of soldiers with special requirements for height, arm span and other physical aspects, posed a great threat to Li Cang as soon as they appeared.

The judgment of the commanders of the seven major families was completely correct. Based on the self-healing mechanism of the human body and the terrifying recovery ability of Li Cang's long and thick blood bar, it is indeed impossible to expel the long weapons embedded in the body from a distance. Bows, spears, and even the alienated chain crossbows of carrier-based aircraft have completely changed Li Cang's hedgehog skin. This kind of injury is quite explosive even on the corpse-like fate servant, let alone a human.

"Effective! The attack is effective! Keep going! Don't let him move!"

"Fuck, the target that even missiles can't hit actually made the cold weapon group stand out!"

"This guy can't turn into a liquid and flow out?"

"Don't talk nonsense, that's a person, oh, he's about to be torn into pieces, look!"