"He actually dared to kill Zhou Heng! Who was that man—no matter who he was, the banner lord would never let him go. He was dead for sure!"
Both sides present were stunned by Zhou Heng's death. One side had come to rescue the prisoners, while the other was escorting them back to Qingyun City. Neither side wanted to see Zhou Heng die so easily.
Especially the Black Mountain Army rebels of the Blazing Fire Banner. After seeing Zhou Heng die, every one of them turned as one toward the shadowy, red-robed giant on the field.
Sure enough, when Zhou Tiande saw with his own eyes someone smash Zhou Heng's head with a club, his expression twisted with rage,
like a mad bear about to rampage.
"Get out of my way! Anyone who blocks me dies!"
Zhou Tiande screamed hysterically, roaring with thunderous fury. He immediately reached into his lapel and pulled out several blackened metal spheres. As they scraped against one another, the smell of gunpowder rose.
!
A spark flared.
He was mad. Zhou Tiande had gone mad.
Everyone present had seen the power of these firearms. Using one at such close range would catch even the user in the blast. Even if it didn't kill him, it would leave him gravely wounded.
That was why Zhou Tiande had stopped using firearms once the two sides had closed in and the melee began. In the thick of battle, a shot would wound friend and foe alike. But now, Zhou Tiande didn't care about any of that.
"Scatter! Get out of the way!"
Shi Hong's face changed at once. He cried out in alarm, no longer daring to block Zhou Tiande.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Once Shi Hong moved aside, Zhou Tiande poured force into his hand and flung the