This was just the first round of shooting, and within a few breaths, the second round came. The same dozens of shells landed accurately among the horses, and the explosion was bleak again.
The Xiongnu must have never imagined that they would suffer heavy losses before the people arrived within ten miles. According to their scouts, the Qin army was not stationed nearby at all. Why did they have such powerful artillery shells? I'm afraid no one can give the answer.
They found out clearly that although the Qin army had anti-aircraft guns, they were extremely few in number and their power was comparable to what they had. However, the shells in front of them were equally powerful and completely terrifying. This was not the main thing. The main thing was that these shells It seemed to come from ten miles away.
Oh my God! Cannonballs can be fired ten miles away. Some Huns generals broke out in a cold sweat when they thought of this.
However, the scene was tragic. Before they could react, several rounds of artillery shells were dropped. Most of the 10,000 cavalrymen were so angry that they fled in all directions in a very embarrassed state.
This is only the situation of the cavalry battalion, and then look at the range of twenty miles.
Everyone clearly saw on the screen that the shells fell one after another, and the thick smoke rose, instantly igniting dead branches and grass, and the fire took the wind and spread everywhere.
This is artillery and infantry. There are no horses running wildly. It is impossible to avoid falling artillery shells quickly by relying on manpower. Coupled with the spreading fire, it instantly becomes a purgatory.
The shells fell one after another, the smoke was everywhere, the dust was flying, mixed with the thick smoke, and the panicked people made the scene very tragic.
In front of the screen, watching such a scene, even the ministers on the opposite side felt a shocking feeling, especially seeing the people running around but never escaping the nightmare, it was heart-wrenching.
At this moment, Meng Tian had some tears. At that time, the army he led died in the hands of the Huns in this way. He clearly saw the soldiers falling helplessly, and they tried their best to resist, but they couldn't see the Huns at all. That was it. Falling in a pool of blood.
Almost the entire army was wiped out, just like the Huns at this moment.
"Okay, good kill, okay." He was jealous and yelled at the screen, wanting to vent the frustration and anger he had been holding back for a long time.
Within the range of fifteen and twenty miles, all the screens were connected together. What they saw was gunfire, and the flames were beating against the screen like waves. The screen was shaking, and they could not hear it. The Huns screamed in agony, but judging from their expressions and the scene of their frantic escape, they must have been frightened.
When they came, everyone could imagine that they were high-spirited and confident in winning, but how much hope they had was met with despair.
The falling shells shattered their morale and turned into their nightmare, the devil everywhere.
"Don't ordinary idiots just get down?" Li Zhao was extremely shocked when he saw such a scene. He had only seen such scenes on TV, but never in person. He couldn't help cursing when he saw everyone running like crazy.
Not out of pity for the Huns, but out of pity for mankind.
However, he overthought it. People in this era had never seen such a terrifying weapon, and they had no common sense in this regard. Facing such a terrifying attack, they could only act subconsciously. If they knew how to get down, they would have a certain chance of saving themselves.
At this moment, everyone was holding their breath. They were afraid that if they took any drastic action, they would be blown away by the cannonballs on the screen and fall into limbs.
At this moment, everyone should be celebrating, but no one made any joyful movements. They could only stare at the screen and look at the black stumps with different expressions.
At this moment, only a few breaths had passed, and they could no longer see a living person. They were covered in smoke, engulfed in fire, and had no breath.
When the devil slowly subsided, the area of twenty to fifteen miles was devastated and messy. The entire rolling hills were originally green and yellow, but now they were covered in ashes. Looking at the ground, everything was burnt. Of course, it was clearly visible on the screen that some of the corpses were still moving, but they were also in such a state of dying that they probably couldn't even lift the killing weapon.
They, 20,000 soldiers armed with modern weapons, came in force. They thought that the Qin army was still as vulnerable as last time, but no one would have thought that God would rain down divine thunder and kill them one by one.
Twenty thousand people and ten thousand cavalry could not cross the fifteen miles. They did not even see the shadow of the Qin army, and almost the entire army was wiped out. This was something that the ministers on the screen could not have imagined. It was the Xiongnu who completely Unbelievable, of course, they can no longer imagine it.
Miserable, cold, and lifeless, that was the scene fifteen miles away under the Great Wall.
After several breaths, the ministers in front of the screen were still unable to control their breathing. Some were hurried, some were silent, and most were holding their breath.
"It's so powerful!" A voice sounded in the silence, and a carnival broke out.
Yes, it was so powerful. In just a few breaths, the 20,000 Huns army was almost wiped out, and they still held big weapons in their hands.
"What kind of cannon is this? It is dozens of times more powerful than the three most deadly weapons."
Shang Xin, who accompanied the emperor, exclaimed that even though he was not a minister, he was shocked by this scene and looked uplifted.
"Of course it's a multiple rocket launcher!"
Li Zhao answered smoothly, but his eyes did not leave, searching everywhere as hard as he could. It's not that he is cruel, this is a battlefield, a place where you live or I die.
Since the Huns dare to commit crimes, they must be given no chance of return.
They wanted to annihilate all 20,000 people, and what they were searching for right now was to see if there were anyone still hiding or running away.
Of course, there are some, some are hiding in the pit, shivering, and some are running back as hard as they can, but the number is not very large, only a few hundred at most.
Even with such a small number of people, he couldn't let them go.
So, he did not order the artillery to fire again, but took the microphone and shouted fiercely: "If you want to survive, just discard all your weapons obediently, walk back, and serve as the soldiers of our Great Qin, otherwise you will only die. Don't think so I won’t be able to see you, and every move you make is under my nose.”
"Don't think that I am just lying. There are at least 300 people hiding and more than 500 running away. No matter what, you will not be able to escape from the clutches of my Great Qin. Surrender!"
Regardless of whether they could understand what he said, Li Zhaoxian said it again. As long as they understood it and surrendered, he did not want to start killing again.
Maybe they understood, or maybe they realized that this was the voice of the gods, coming to take their lives, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
Within fifteen miles, within twenty miles, the terrifying sound reappeared, immediately making the trembling and frightened survivors at a loss. Those who were hiding thought that they would not be discovered by the Qin army, but...
(End of chapter)
