The old ghost group left, General Barkley left, and King Suk stood arrogantly on the holy land of Kangba, facing the warriors who were vulnerable to the attack. He was the invader and the winner, and the winner would not have any compassion for the losers. Kill them all? It's very simple, it only takes one word from him.

All the Kampa warriors' psychology collapsed due to the invasion, even if their combat power is still super strong. But no matter how strong they are, can the three killing machines still kill a plateau warrior? No matter how strong they are, they are in the encirclement and can they withstand the bullet? No, of course, they cannot. Kampa has completely fallen, and is under the joint strategy of King Suk and General Barkley!

But now King Suk doesn't want to completely kill Kangba. As the winner, he has not yet enjoyed enough of the pleasure brought by the fruits of victory.

"Plateau warriors, you only have one way to go, that is, to surrender and surrender to me." King Suk stood on the holy land of Kangba with his hands behind his back and in the posture of a victor, saying loudly: "The hundred years of disputes have come to an end today, and finally proved a problem, that is, the Temple of Kangba is no longer the temple of the past. When my feet are on this land, Kangba is the conquered. Of course, maybe you are angry, maybe you disdain, maybe you still have to resist stubbornly, but the facts are already in front of you. We are conquering, you are conquered. The conquered person must lower his self-righteous head and accept any ruling of the conquered person. Submit, surrender, or die! Hahahaha..."

The whole Kangba was the laughter of King Suk's winner. He was insulting Kangba and insulting Kangba with words that didn't sound so intense. King Suk knew very well that these noble plateau warriors would not surrender and would have to make a desperate pounce. Why not enjoy the high altitude of the winner before they died? If you miss this opportunity, you will probably never have another chance in the future. And this is not only to show the high altitude of the winner, but more to satisfy your father's wishes.

Zhukov's greatest wish in his life was to calm Kangba and work hard for him all his life. He had no success, but his son succeeded. Likewise, he would also enjoy the fruits of victory.

"I would rather die than surrender!"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

“…”

A roar of grief and anger erupted from the mouth of the warrior Kangba. It was full of unwillingness. Unfortunately, this voice only represents helplessness and can never represent strength. The victory or defeat has been decided, and all that is left is nothing but meaningless struggle.

"Hahahahaha..." King Suk laughed and walked forward with his hands on his back: "I appreciate your wish to die than surrender, but... is it useful? Join Zhukov's training camp, you will all become Zhukov's core members, and then we will work together to carry forward the declining profession of warriors!"

"Despicable and shameless! You make someone pretend to be Linglong and provoke a battle between us and the old ghost group, you..."

"You are extremely stupid!" King Suk responded directly: "You can't even tell a false one. How stupid are you? Besides, the fraud is not my problem, but General Barkley's problem. I never disdain to make fraud, and this is a world to see."

King Suk shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He was telling the truth. Shadow was not his person. The chaos caused by disguise infiltration was not what he advocated at all. That was the idea of ​​his partner General Barkley, and it had nothing to do with him.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The remaining Kampa warrior was furious and began his final counterattack.

A warrior rushed to a killing machine like lightning and punched the other party on the cheek.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The fist and the facial bones collided fiercely, and the sound of bone shattering suddenly made. The murderer's cheeks broke, and they instantly deformed and twisted, lying heavily on the ground and twitched violently.

Facing the Kangba warriors, there is still a gap between the murderer and the killing machine. When the opponent was furious, he didn't even have time to block and was beaten to death with one punch.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded. The warrior Kangba, who punched the killing machine, exploded his head with a rifle and fell heavily like a dead wooden stake. Half of his skull was directly overturned, and blood mixed with brains splashed around, staining the surroundings with stars.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da...da da da..."

Faced with the Jedi counterattack of the Kangba warriors, Zhukov training camp did not make a duel between samurai and samurai. Instead, he chose the easiest and most effective way to clear the gun!

After one round of shooting, the Kangba warrior lay down again, leaving only twenty or thirty people.

"Don't fight fearlessly, it's not because that doesn't work." King Suk said with a smile: "This is the age of hot weapons, not the age of cold weapons. No matter how powerful a person is, it is not the direct result of a pistol. Okay, think carefully about whether you will surrender, and I... the temple. I want to go to the temple!"

The so-called temple of the Kamba Temple is the ancient octagonal tower. Zhukov was like entering the octagonal tower at the time because it was the temple of Kamba. Today, the inside of Kamba was blown up in a mess, and the octagonal tower was not damaged at all, because it was a temple.

King Suk wanted to walk into the temple on behalf of his father, so as to complete the complete conquest of Kangba!

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The gunshots were still ringing, and in addition to the gunshots, there were also the sound of hand-to-hand combat.

The only 20 or 30 remaining Kampa warriors still did not compromise and chose to fight back. Unfortunately, their counterattack was too powerless. Even if they rushed forward and killed one person, they would have to be hit by no less than three guns.

If one life can be exchanged for one life, it’s a pity that it’s difficult for them to exchange for one life.

"Stop!" An old voice came from the direction of the octagonal tower.

The four old warriors who had not stayed inside stood side by side in front of the gate of the Octagonal Tower, holding their heads up and watching Kangba's blood flowing into a river and his bodies were covered with wild corpses.

"We don't surrender, we choose to leave." An old warrior shouted at King Suk: "If you don't agree to let us leave, then you don't want to enter the Bajia Tower. We will die together with the Octagonal Tower! Everyone, everyone in Kangba, whether it's the elderly, children, or women!"

The sound fell, and one child after another, one woman after another and the old man came out of the octagonal tower...

The reason why the four old warriors didn't come out was just because they wanted to save all Kangba's children, Kangba's old men, Kangba's women in the octagonal tower!

Seeing these Kangba's children, old women, King Suk's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an extremely strong murderous intent. Because he clearly captured the hatred emitted from the eyes of these children, even those who were just sensible, stared at him with hatred!

Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again...

At this moment, a short and cold voice came from the entrance of Kangba.

"cool!"
Chapter completed!