Chapter 1319: Poor depends on mutation, rich depends on technology

"Roar~"

Thousands of demon soldiers pounced on the battlefield like wild beasts. One

pounce was a dozen meters away. The crazy situation frightened all the Yanjun

soldiers. They either jumped into the trenches in terror, or crawled and

avoided them. Normal people don't want to associate with monsters.

"Boom boom boom..."

Hundreds of small steel cannons were bombarded in turn, but the powerful demon

soldiers were not afraid of the small cannons, and they could get up

immediately after blowing up a somersault. As long as the demon didn’t fall in

front of the cannonballs, they would not cause much damage, so they could see.

Until the demon soldiers continued to die, but the whole was still fast

approaching.

"Boom..."

The ground suddenly exploded in rows, and the monsters were blown high into

the sky. The explosives and steel grit were embedded in the underground. Many

monsters were blown to pieces in the air. The powerful monsters were also

dizzy and didn't know how to collect their bodies. The army has long been

waiting for the demon soldiers.

"Shoot them!"

A large row of archers jumped out of the trenches, and the expensive demon-

breaking arrows were thrown fiercely. The cost of a twenty-two piece was not

for nothing. The combination of demon-breaking and armor-breaking, ordinary

little demon could not resist it. Have been shot into a hornet's nest.

"Roar~"

A huge yellow-haired werewolf looked up to the sky and howled in anger. He

shook his companion’s blood and rushed out. The red soul shield protected it

like a tortoise shell. The other monsters also had red eyes. Their individuals

were very powerful. You can be invincible by entering the battlefield.

"put!"

A large rocket suddenly shot out. Instead of extinguishing in the heavy rain,

a weird green flame appeared. This looks like white phosphorus is burning, but

ordinary people don’t know that white phosphorus can burn the soul, and it is

equally effective against soul shields. .

"Oh oh oh..."

The monsters suddenly screamed in panic, their soul shields were actually

burning, especially the Yellow Wolf King who was hit hard. The red soul

shields were burned in a few seconds, and then they blasted in front of it. ,

The whole body was torn apart at once.

"Go!"

The Yanjun infantry took the opportunity to crawl out of the trenches, and the

monsters were almost rushing to the enemy. If they missed the opportunity,

they would have to be slaughtered, but they and the monsters seemed to have

forgotten one thing. The number of enemies far exceeded them. More than 50,000

people squatted in the second line.

"Go! Add more strength, and the enemy line will be broken..."

King Yan stood on the top of the hill and clenched his fists. He could only

see the strength of his troops as a tide, rushing into the enemy camp one

after another. The traps in the trenches were all flattened by death, but he

could not see the second line of defense. The trenches are like a monster with

a big mouth, continuously devouring lives.

finally!

The Corpse Recovering Army used their big killer-a conscientious cannon! It is

also called the explosive bag projector. It is cheap and easy to build. It's a

pity that the range is too close, but thousands of bags of explosives are

constantly projected, and even the powerful monsters are blown to pieces.

suddenly!

A large swath of bolide-like objects was thrown high from the air. King Yan

and others all raised their heads in surprise. How did they know that the

bolide went straight to the middle barracks and exploded flowers in the camp.

The cavalry and logistical bombers turned their backs on their backs.

"missile!!!"

Wei Wuya almost jumped onto the treetops. The waves of bolide were all

missiles. They were shot from far away from a place they couldn't see. All of

a sudden there were hundreds of intensive bombings, and one shot finally

landed. On the ammunition storeroom.

"Huh~"

A huge explosion sounded, King Yan and others were knocked to the ground,

followed by horror to see a mushroom cloud rising, the logistics camp was

overturned, and the remaining ammunition was also killed. It exploded, and

most of the camp was gone.

"This is unscientific, how can they have missiles, this is impossible..."

Wei Wuya was sitting on the ground with a pale complexion. The main force of

the bombing was over. The frightened warhorses ran wildly. The soldiers

thought that the frontline had collapsed, and the Corpse Recovering Army had

already struck them, all in chaos like headless flies. run.

"Wow! What a powerful cannon, it flies so high and far..."

Master Yang looked up at the sky too excitedly. She was following the cavalry

to attack the right flank of the Yan army, but Chen Guangda's eyes popped and

exclaimed: "Quickly retreat! Don't rush forward. This is the ** Kassan

rocket. Zhao Wangjun’s bunch of rascals are here!"

"What is the Cassang rocket, isn't it okay for King Zhao to come..."

Master Yang and the others looked at him suspiciously, but Chen Guangda was

depressed and said: "What a good thing, this thing has no conscience than a

conscience cannon. I don’t even know where it flies. It’s just poor. Forced to

make it scary and tattered!"

"Huh~"

A rocket bomb suddenly exploded not far away, and the frightened horse almost

drove Chen Guangda off. A gang of people turned around and ran wildly, but a

few more chased them and exploded. They were so angry that they cursed all the

way, even the ancestor of King Zhao. The eighteenth generation scolded it

again.

...

"Haha~ This means that the poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on

technology. The rockets hit four out of ten rounds. Although the head is

choppy, as long as the shot goes into the soul, the blood is earned..."

Zhao Guanren sat in the camp and was quite satisfied. The Kasan rocket was

also Chen Guangda’s idea. To build an iron or copper pillar, use potassium

nitrate and sugar as fuel, and put a large smash on his head. The cannon,

light the fuse like a sky monkey, and the rocket can be launched on the shelf.

"The prince! The corpse collection army sent someone to scold the mother, and

the rocket flew into the trench and exploded..."

A lieutenant ran in embarrassingly. Zhao Guanren was surprised and said: "I'm

going! So far, the rest quickly stopped, pushed the heavy artillery and bombed

it several times, and let the cavalry go on when it was almost done, leaving

the rest for the rest. I, you all go!"

"Here!"

Several generals quickly ran off. The sky was slightly bright after a while.

The Jiangning Mansion in the rain had already sharpened its swords. Listening

to the continuous explosions, the cultists in the city wanted to open the city

gates and rush out with the corpses. The bandits competed in a showdown.

"Huh? This fog is so strange, how come running down the ground..."

A group of officers and soldiers stood on the head of Jiangning City, looking

down the city with a faint light. I don’t know when a large white mist came,

condensed under the wall and rolled slowly, but suddenly someone changed their

expression and shouted. : "Quickly release the arrow, there are armored

soldiers in the fog!"

"Hey~ We are your uncle..."

The two groups quickly retreated in the fog holding their shields. The bows

and arrows could not hurt them at all. They only heard them shouting loudly:

"Listen, Jiangning. , Otherwise the king will attack the city and kill you

without leaving a piece of armor!"

"Hmph~ a group of rat generations, if they want to fight, they will fight, so

I can't talk more..."

A red-robed official came to the battlements and held up a paper umbrella to

shout loudly. Who knows someone raised the loudspeaker and shouted: "You are

the old dog of Shengzhou Governor Han, let's give you a message from King

Zhao. , Break the city before dawn, go to your house to sleep with your wife

before noon!"

"King Zhao? Aren't you the Tigers..."

Han Cishi looked at them suspiciously, just as a gust of wind blew away the

white fog, not only exposed a large number of artillery in the mountains and

forests in front, but also a long dragon-like heavy cavalry on the official

road, and a large banner was also erected in the mountains and forests. A gold

word is embroidered on the red flag-Zhao!

"No! There are explosives underneath..."

I don’t know who suddenly yelled. Han Cishi looked down in surprise. The two

lines of fire were rapidly burning down the city, and two large pits had been

dug from the roots of the city wall. More than a dozen packs of explosives

were buried in them. They reacted and exploded.

"Huh~"

A loud noise blasted the city wall and ignored the so-called Wengcheng. A big

hole was directly exploded on the side. The gravel was flying everywhere.

Hundreds of mortars fired at the same time, exploding on the top of the city.

A long fire dragon came out.

"Boom..."

The artillery shells on the city’s head were detonated at once, and even the

ones piled in the city were destroyed. The long walls collapsed one after

another, and even the gates collapsed. But the artillery didn’t understand

until they died that the artillery was different from the artillery. ,

People’s steel guns are not afraid of rain.

"Push! Blow up their barracks..."

Zhao Guanren rode on the horse and waved his hand gently. The infantry began

to move forward quickly. The artillery also concentrated on bombing the

barracks on both sides of the city, not even letting go of the central street.

At this time, the common people were all sleeping, only soldiers could do it.

Close to the city gate cave.

"Cannon stop! Siege..."

A series of loud shouts sounded, and the swordsmen quickly rushed to the ruins

of the city wall. First, they threw a wave of grenades into the city, followed

by erecting a shield to cover the bows and crossbows. Of gravel.

"kill!!!"

The swordsmen and shieldmen rushed into the city yelling. Obviously, there was

no big threat. A large number of crossbowmen followed closely. They shot at

any living person standing, and did not give the cultists a chance to blew

himself up. Pikemen It doesn't come in handy in the rear.

"Hey! There are iron knights in the city, do you want to help? Don't be

big..."

The cavalry generals hurriedly turned around. They had been dented for a long

time. As a result, the Pikemen blocked the gap and refused to let them grab

the merits. In the end, there was nothing wrong with them. The officials

escaped.

"The God King Houyi protects me, I must be in bliss, immortal..."

Han Cishi was not killed by the bombing, he just broke a leg, and was lifted

up with a sullen face, shouting cult words in his mouth.

"Hmph~ the people in a city almost killed you, you are indeed about to reach

bliss..."

Zhao Guanren sneered: "Interrupt his limbs and bandage them, find a chair in

the middle of the street, if there is no ** king to rescue him before dark,

then let him watch his home ransacked, and then take him to his god. King

statue, drown in the pit together!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers immediately carried the man to the military doctor. Liu Tianliang

also rode over and shook his head and said, "The poor man must have something

to hate. This old man has not awakened until his death. I hope Jinling City

will not learn from him, otherwise he will end up It's the ordinary people who

suffer!"

"Difficult! There is a big demon in Jinling City, and Lao Zhao almost

suffered..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and walked into the city of Jiangning. It took

less than two hours to clear out the cultists. This time period was just

right, and the chance of killing good people by mistake was very low. By the

time that the people of Jiangning had already started to work. Was liberated.

...

"Kill out! Fight with Lao Tzu..."

Bai Lirong was on his way again, and King Yan ordered him to lead someone to

break the back, but he didn’t want to break it. It was cut off by the enemy

rider. He didn’t know how the enemy rider went to the rear. He only knew that

these guys finally Dare to head-on.

"Chong! Either they die today, or we die..."

Yang Wulang roared with crimson eyes. After King Yan gave them more than two

thousand rides, the other party was no more than a few hundred people, and he

saw his own sister from a distance, but he could no longer control so much. Go

straight to the weak link led by Master Yang...