In this place, the country has a weak sense of national consciousness, but the family and religious consciousness is strong. Therefore, there is no absolute sense of starting from scratch here. Just like the ancient emperors of China, there will definitely be support from clans and clans behind it.

Mandela's rise is naturally no exception. Even if he deliberately weakens the role of family, religion and other factors, he will infinitely expand his influence in the army.

But one thing is that the soldiers in his army cannot be civilians in the absolute sense.

More than ten or twenty years ago, when he was at his highest prestige, of course, it was impossible for the military to mutiny.

But now more than ten or twenty years have passed. In this world, not to mention ten years, three or five years have become an era. Twenty years have become three or five eras.

Even though Mandela is a hero of a generation, some things are inevitable after all, that is, the corruption of military and political affairs.

The route Mandela took was not to use the pen to control the gun, but to the other way around, military power was paramount.

If in normal times, if someone dares to mutiny, he will be suppressed easily and there will be no waves.

But at this moment, with the participation of the ancients, it was completely different. While the army mutiny, it also meant that Mandela's defeat had entered the countdown.

"What a fireworks!"

The glow of the explosion in the arsenal has not yet dissipated. Next to Wang Yang, Yang Kurong, who was wearing the Buddha's mask, sighed, which was an appreciation of beautiful things.

In fact, the "fireworks" caused by the explosion of the arsenal are indeed wonderful. Combined with the fire below, the roar of guns and life withering, looking down from above, adding up all kinds of things can be described as extremely beautiful.

For ordinary people, life withering due to war is a dark thing, which means that many people will die because of this. However, Yang Kurong has reached his level and his perspective on life has changed quietly.

The perspective of people and people, and the concept of people, surpasses mortals, also has extraordinary perspectives and extraordinary ideas.

Although Yang Kurong is not the ultimate sublimation of the life level, in terms of mentality, he has taken the lead in getting closer to the immortal seed.

The cowardly heart of a mortal is ultimately limited. Any extraordinary person, a person who surpasses humanity, cannot be the same as the state of mind of a mortal.

“It’s really good!”

"It can be said that it is a fish and dragon dance overnight!"

Wang Yang said that he was staring at the "fireworks" in front of him, and had a wonderful touch in his heart.

Such a scene was something he had never seen before, whether in reality, or through movies, TV and videos.

The scattered fragments in various movies and TV videos, or the phantoms in a corner of the battlefield, cannot be compared with the scene in front of you where fireworks are connected to the sky and light and shadow are as bright as day.

This is war, the real war!

Perhaps the intensity is not high, not a meat grinder that fights tens of thousands or tens of thousands of people, but it also brings unprecedented feelings to Wang Yang.

Rumble!

At this moment, the ancient army finally entered the field, and Mandela's army was already in civil strife at this time, and it was a loss of fighting spirit.

However, the team of more than 1,000 people in the ancient times was fully armed. As the ancient army entered the field, Mandela's army began to collapse and began to flee in another direction.

Taikoo did not intend to wipe out Mandela's army completely. This is unrealistic. Although most of Mandela's men are cannon fodder, they want to kill them all, killing 30,000 with one thousand. If they can do it, it would be too magical.

The ancient warriors turned into an awl at this time, hitting the core of Mandela's military camp!

Reality is not a game, and it is impossible to have a situation where you fight to the death. Generally speaking, when facing an enemy that you feel irresistible, unless you are the real elites, ordinary mobs will almost collapse at once.

There is no need for much damage to the war. When someone around you takes the lead and starts running, others will follow you.

This is true for a normal army, not to mention the army that has been mutiny now.

First there was a fire, then civil strife, and then an arsenal explosion. This series of blows had long lost all the fighting spirit of Mandela's army.

Not only the cannon fodder on the outermost side, but also the regular troops inside, under the leadership of their surrounding companions, subconsciously began to collapse.

More than a thousand warriors in ancient times were uniformly wearing black camouflage uniforms, with advanced infrared scanners on their heads, and all of them were holding heavy weapons in their hands, just like a group of black gods of death. With the roar of guns, a road was swept out.

Mandela's reaction was quick, and he was deep in the base, commanding the battle at a distance.

But his reaction was still a little slower. In the chaos, he barely organized some resistance forces, but at this time his basic plate had moved, too many people were running away, and the firepower of the ancient times was too fierce.

Just as the ancient army entered the field, Wang Yang also moved. He jumped down from the helicopter and fell towards the earth.

The helicopter is now at an altitude of nearly 100 meters. No matter how powerful a master is, he will fall to death. After all, in reality, there is no skill in stepping on his left foot and going to the sky.

Of course, Wang Yang did not commit suicide. Every time he fell a distance, he would reach out and gently take the rope hanging from the plane beside him. Three times, Wang Yang fell steadily.

Compared to sliding down from the helicopter with a rope, Wang Yang's whereabouts are undoubtedly faster.

It’s just that this way of landing is not available to ordinary people.

Wang Yang just brought a sword and broke into the enemy group. If he were the only one, the martial arts saint would be beaten to death even if he attacked the army in this way. However, with the firepower cover of a group of ancient warriors, Wang Yang felt as if he had entered a no-man's realm.

His current speed is sprinting for a hundred meters, less than two seconds, and at such a fast speed, a normal person can't see his figure clearly, and he is really like a ghost.

At this time, the situation was very chaotic, and bullets flew everywhere. Even if most people couldn't see his movements, the battlefield of this intensity, bullets poured out and stray bullets were everywhere. Not seeing them did not mean that they could not hit.

After all, on this kind of battlefield, many times, the shooting skills are more terrifying than the shooting skills of the sharpshooter.

At this moment, Wang Yang's thoughts had reached the extreme, and the power of his mind exploded. This environment was very dangerous. In fact, he might not have appeared so early, but he still came down because danger often means gain.

In this situation of life and death, Wang Yang's potential exploded like never before, allowing him to regain his feeling when he first encountered a gunman sniper.
Chapter completed!