As soon as he finished speaking, thunder exploded again.
This explosion did not explode above the table, but in the upper right corner.
The ceramic fragments from the explosion hit their right arms, faces, and necks.
The captain holding the big hammer in his hand received a heavy blow on his right arm. The big hammer in his hand could no longer be held firmly and fell directly from the air.
The matter was not over yet. He was barely shaken by the force of the table's rebound.
After losing the big hammer, he suddenly lost his balance.
The ten-capion captain grabbed the air a few times and fell to the left.
He fell down on his own, but unexpectedly he fell towards the captain on the left who was protecting him.
The captain's hands had been blistered by the burning table, and he insisted on protecting him purely out of will. His feet were also very reluctant to stand on the crenel to support his body.
Now he tumbled to the left and suddenly bumped into the captain of the army who was offering him protection.
The ten-captain immediately lost his fragile balance, and they both fell from the air.
The table in the hand of this barbarian did not fall with the ten captains, but rolled down from the flying ladder and swept away the climbing barbarians.
Although the barbarian captain fell from the sky, he still left behind the words "The Nanman table array was broken by me".
This sentence spread among the barbarians in the valley, which greatly inspired the ambition of these barbarians.
Guofulemeng and Wuhanbu couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard that the security group's table array had been breached again.
The two of them looked at each other, and said to Gulf with drum hammers in their hands: "Now that the morale of the warriors of the Khanate has been greatly boosted, it is time to press forward across the board."
"The firearms of the Southern Barbarians are no longer effective. Now the morale of the warriors of the Khanate is high and they can attack across the board." Gulf also looked at the gradually decreasing thunderous explosions and nodded excitedly.
Guo FuLemeng kept moving the drum forward while beating the drum.
When his men saw the captain's war drum moving forward, they all became more excited and their morale was higher. They shouted gold, gold, gold, and rushed towards the city wall.
When Wu Hanbu saw it, he became anxious. If the Guo Fu Le Meng took the lead in conquering the pass, the first victory would definitely be theirs.
In a hurry, he signaled his soldiers to move the war drum in front of them.
The soldiers couldn't help but be overjoyed and immediately moved forward. They had already had this intention.
Gulf's personal soldiers looked at him and gave him a pleading look.
If a thousand-man team in front grabs the cyclone cannon, they will have a thousand taels of gold, and on average each person will have one tael of gold.
The temptation was so great that these soldiers could not wait to go to the battlefield in person.
However, as soldiers, they generally do not go to the battlefield. Their duty is to protect the commander.
Golf was beating the drum and thinking about the problem.
He was not a real Hu man. He was originally a ten-man captain in the Jin Kingdom. Except for his different name, he was not much different from the Han people. He was familiar with military books.
Not only did he fight bravely, he even liked to use tactics, and he was gradually promoted to captain of thousands.
It was because of his great strategy that Guofule Meng and Wu Hanbu, both captains of thousands, temporarily obeyed him.
What he was thinking now was that the security group had never lost a battle. Could it be that it would fail here?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Nanman has always been cunning and cunning. Thinking of this, he suddenly hesitated.
At this time, one of his soldiers ran over and said breathlessly to him: "General, the two warriors attacking on the hillside discovered that the Nanman's cyclone cannon was damaged a lot during the attack."
Golf couldn't help but feel overjoyed, but he still didn't believe it was true. He frowned and asked, "Did you find out clearly?"
Golf was heavily Sinicized, and he also required etiquette for his soldiers.
The soldier came to him, bowed his hands and said: "The warriors of the Khanate can hear clearly. The Nanman said that the cyclone cannon gear is broken and needs to be replaced."
As a captain, Golf had seen the sketch of the cyclone cannon.
He didn't know what the tooth-like wheel accessory was. It turned out that it was a gear, which seemed quite vivid.
This cyclone cannon is made of trees, so of course it cannot be used for a long time.
Thinking of this, he truly believed that the security group's cyclone cannon was broken, and this was not a trap.
"Push the war drum and stride forward." He couldn't help but be overjoyed and ordered to his soldiers.
Hu Deglin was also a surrendered general of the Jin Kingdom. He was also familiar with military books and loved to use strategies.
It is precisely because he has his own strategy for the security group and dares to compete with the other party's strategy that he became the temporary commander.
Regarding the sudden failure of the security group's tornado cannon, Hu Degreen also thought it was a trap.
Peter Keefe and Linte Geer couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that the security group Hong Tianlei suddenly decreased significantly.
The two looked at each other and said to Hu Deglin: "General Hu, the number of Southern Barbarian firearms has decreased sharply, and it is a good time to attack."
"The Southern Barbarians are always scheming, especially the security team. Take a look first before talking." Hu Deglin looked at the security team Hong Tianlei and fell into deep thought.
Peter Keefe and Lintegel now admired Hudgreen greatly. After hearing this, they had some objections, but they still obeyed.
At this time, his own soldiers ran over, bowed their hands and said, "Report to the general, the entire line between the valley and the solitary peak of Dangkou Temple is under pressure."
"What, they pressed the whole line, gold, my gold." Peter Keefe cried out in distress.
Lintegel rubbed his hands and turned around a few times, and said anxiously to Hudeglin: "If we don't attack, the gold will be gone."
The two of them could have done it alone, but they still said a word to Hudglin to show their respect.
"Let me think about it again, they won't be able to attack for a while." After Hu Deglin finished speaking, he opened a sketch of the tornado cannon.
This sketch is a copy of the sketch of the whirlwind cannon in the hand of Captain Hadlucki, one copy for each captain.
In fact, Hadelaji was not willing at first. Only he, the Captain of Ten Thousands, could have this sketch.
If other captains had this sketch and took the lead in making the cyclone cannon, he would not have a share of the credit, and he would be in the mood to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff.
Zhang Liang took a look at the sketch and said to Hardlucki: "Report to General, we can try to make it first, and we will definitely have priority."
Hadeleji thought for a while and realized that it did make sense. He nodded and immediately arranged for Lu Dong to produce it.
"If we don't give the captain a sketch, how can they get the cyclone cannon back? What if they get it wrong?" Zhang Liang put forward his own idea.
The thousand captains under him were also very nervous, and they all wanted to see what this tornado cannon worth a thousand taels looked like.
Hadleki took a sip of tea and walked around the table a few times.
He finally stopped, looked at Zhang Liang and asked: "Currently, the Khanate only has one copy of the sketch. What if someone leaks the secret?"
"Tell the general, this is easy to handle. If you give the captain a rougher sketch, you won't be afraid of leaking the secret." Of course Zhang Liang knew what Hadeleji meant and gave him an idea.
It was a good idea, and Hardlucky immediately asked Jingsite to draw a very rough sketch of the cyclone cannon.
Seeing Jingsite painting on the side, Zhang Liang had an idea and said to Hadeleki: "The general also has a piece of exquisiteness in his hand, just in case, for emergency use."
Hadleki was drinking tea and couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
He nodded secretly in his heart. This Zhang Liang really had a good plan and was very thoughtful, so he agreed immediately.
At this time, Hu Deglin opened the copy of the cyclone cannon sketch and fell into deep thought.
He carefully looked at the gears of the sketch replica, remembered the report from his men, and nodded: "It turns out that this cyclone cannon relies on gears to transmit power. These gears are made of wood and will of course be damaged after being used for a long time."
Peter Keefe and Linte Geer were beating drums while looking at Hud Green.
They are all pure military generals who are interested in force and have no interest in sketches at all.
They are only responsible for fighting. As for making weapons, that is the matter of craftsmen.
If it weren't for the thousand taels of gold, they wouldn't be willing to bring this sketch with them.
"General Hu, I have also seen the sketch of the cyclone cannon. Should we attack?" Peter Keefe and Lintegel looked at each other and said loudly.
Hu Degreen nodded and said to the two of them: "This cyclone cannon gear is the easiest to damage. This is not a trap. Press the entire line."
Peter Keefe and Lintegel couldn't help but be overjoyed, and ordered the soldiers who were waiting impatiently: "Carry the war drums and press them on the entire line."
Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong, in the sound of war drums, the barbarians in the entire valley and hillside were like ants all over the sky, crushing towards the solitary peaks of Guankou, Yuanshanzi and Dangkou Temple.
The barbarians wielded swords, axes and hammers, and shouted loudly: "Gold, gold, gold" as they ran.
Each of these barbarians worked hard and took the lead, regardless of their own safety.
They are warriors, and they are also enthusiastic fans of gold. They are willing to risk their lives for gold.
They are all afraid of falling behind others. Being behind does not mean they will be beaten, but they are afraid that their gold will be robbed by others.
What's more, there was something wrong with the Nanman's cyclone cannon, and its power was greatly weakened.
If you don't go forward and grab this cyclone cannon worth a thousand taels of gold now, how long will it take?
The barbarians shouted gold, quickly climbed up the hillside, and crossed the trench bridge one after another.
The security team's Hongtianlei was also thrown here with all their strength. A few steps before the trench was the place where the cyclone cannon was taken care of. The division of labor between the two sides was clear.
The ax in his hand kept throwing it at the security guards who were standing on the table; the hammer in his hand was slashing at the Eight Immortals Table with all his strength.
The barbarians had red eyes one after another, dodging while advancing desperately. As long as they broke through the table formation, they would be followed by the cyclone cannon worth a thousand gold.
Moreover, this table array is not indestructible, and many people have already broken through it.
The trench has become the focus of competition between the two sides. Thunderbolts continue to explode here, and the thick black smoke becomes a new black smoke wall.
From time to time, barbarians threw axes from the table array, and from time to time, soldiers from the security regiment were injured, even seriously.
Fortunately, Zhao Yi led many nurses and were able to treat him here in time.
Bang bang, bang bang, one after another the barbarians kept hitting the Eight Immortals table with their big hammers.
Although the table array was covered with a layer of iron, it could not withstand the constant hammering of the barbarians.
Against an axe, the iron-covered Eight Immortals Table can withstand more than ten times; against a large hammer, it can often be broken open only three times.
Although the Eight Immortals Table is constantly being replaced, cracks in this unbreakable table array are also exposed during the replacement.
The Hu people couldn't help but be overjoyed, and seized the opportunity to throw the ax in through the gap, and soldiers were constantly injured.
Wen Shuai stepped on the pedal crazily and asked Feng Anyong: "Battle leader, the barbarians are crazy now, what should we do?"
Nowadays, the gears of the cyclone cannon are severely worn, and the gears of the cyclone cannon constantly need to be replaced.
Once the gear is replaced, it will inevitably affect the speed of launching the thunder.
Now that the Hu people have pressed forward across the board, the entire camp is under great pressure.
Being injured was a trivial matter. He was mainly afraid of not being able to resist the barbarians.
After all, with three thousand barbarians pressing forward across the line, their entire position only had 500 people.
If the barbarians snatched the cyclone cannon as a trophy, he would definitely feel like dying.
"It should be fine. General Zhou has his own arrangements." Feng Anyong thought for a while and said while launching the rocket.
The Hu people attacked like crazy, and he had no time to think about other things.
Now that the barbarians are pressing forward, he has basically become an ordinary soldier, firing rockets based on instinct.
