Seeing that the small bridge was on fire again, the centurion who was more than sixty steps away swung his hands fiercely.
The two returning guns saw the flames flashing on the small bridge, and there was smoke cover, and the security team was on the defensive.
Simply move the return gun to a place more than sixty steps away from the bridge to increase the hit rate.
He and his soldiers put the giant imitation thunderbolt into the bucket, lit it and shouted loudly: "Launch!"
The barbarian man raised the bucket high and was about to launch it, when suddenly some arms, face and neck seemed to be stung twice by wasps.
This kind of pain is unbearable for people, some even cry out, and some even shed tears.
The ropes in their hands couldn't help but slip from their hands, and the giant copycat Hongtianlei holding the bucket also slipped from the Huihui cannon.
"Run, run!" The centurion was so frightened that he hugged his head and ran away, shouting loudly.
The barbarian had just taken five steps when the huge mountain thunder exploded.
With a flash of fire, a small mushroom cloud suddenly rose.
The lower part of the return gun was blown off at that time, and the heavy trees fell on the fleeing Hu people.
Some of these barbarians had their spines crushed, some their thighs crushed, some their arms crushed, some their chests crushed, and blood flowed from their mouths, making them unable to survive.
Those who were not overwhelmed suffered varying degrees of serious injuries and minor injuries. Within ten steps, it was basically serious injuries, and from ten to fifteen steps, it was minor injuries.
These people had shattered ceramic shards inserted into their backs, heads, arms, and thighs, and they fell to the ground and groaned.
Nirpo couldn't help being furious, and while beating the centurion with a whip, he cursed fiercely.
The centurion ran the fastest, but he was hit by several ceramic shards on the back and did not fall down.
"Idiot, idiot, stupid donkey, are there anyone more stupid than you in the world? You actually blew yourself up." Nilbo used all his strength to beat the centurion.
The centurion did not dare to protect himself with his hands, but said: "General Ni, here is a poisonous bee, here is a poisonous bee."
"Papa, papa." The centurion didn't say it was bad. After that, Nirpo turned one hand into two hands, and the whip drew out the centurion's bloody marks.
Nirpo looked around and reprimanded loudly: "You still have to argue, the war here is so fierce, the poisonous wasps and wasps have been killed long ago."
"General, the villain is telling the truth." The centurion said as he picked up his sleeves.
Nirpo took a closer look, and sure enough, there were two red spots on his right arm, as if they were stung by poisonous bees.
The commander said to the barbarians who were lying on the ground: "Pick up your sleeves and let me see them."
After the captain gave the order, those who could move around picked up their sleeves one after another. As expected, many people had red spots on their arms or other places.
"There are clearly no poisonous bees in the sky, so how come I was stung by a poisonous bee?" Nirpo looked at the air repeatedly and asked with a frown.
The main general has no solution, and the deputy general will naturally share his worries.
Grool also stepped forward to look at these barbarians. As he looked, he said, "This seems to be a needle prick, but where did the needle come from?"
Grohl looked at the sky for a while, and for a moment he looked at the ground.
Suddenly, Groel clenched his right hand into a fist and hit the palm of his left hand hard, making a snapping sound.
Nirpo looked at Grool, looking at him even more puzzled, wondering why he was doing this.
"Yes." Gloor thought for a while, then suddenly realized and said: "I heard that the South Barbarians have a magic that pricks a rag doll with a needle. The person who is pricked will be very painful."
"Spells?" Nirpo thought for a while and nodded, "I didn't see any trace. Only spells are so powerful."
"What should I do?" Groor was the deputy after all, looking at Nepal and asked.
The two were talking when suddenly a violent explosion came from not far ahead, and even in the daytime, they could see flames shooting into the sky.
The explosions were earth-shattering, and they exploded one after another, as if the whole mountain was shaking.
It turned out that the front cannon on the other side of the river exploded again. Not only did the cannon explode, but the giant copycat thunderbolt next to it also detonated.
"What's going on?" Nilbo looked around, full of questions.
He saw that the people in the second row who were returning the cannon were trembling all over, and the barbarians, including the centurion, were screaming.
The centurion looked at him in horror and said: "Venomous bee, venomous bee."
It turned out that they were just about to launch when they were suddenly attacked by poisonous bees that came and went without a trace.
Because the position of the bucket was not positioned to achieve the ideal effect, the giant imitation thunderbolt was ejected to the other side, blowing up the shell boxes of the friendly troops on the other side.
The box was about five steps away from the Huihui cannon, which was blown into several pieces by these serial explosions.
Almost all the Hu people were blown to pieces, and even their parents could not recognize them.
Not only did the Hu who returned the cannon suffer, but the Hu's carriage in Miaogou River was also overturned by the explosion.
The barbarians on the carriage fell into the river, and blood emerged from the river. It turned out that they had been injured.
Not only were these Hu people injured by the ceramic fragments from the explosion, but two Hu people on the side of the explosion that returned the artillery suffered fractures.
The second row of returning artillery pieces ten steps away from it did not escape, and the shock wave of the explosion knocked it over.
Dozens of barbarians who were pulling the rope loosened their grip, and the giant Shanzhai Bangtianlei holding the bucket staggered and was thrown directly towards the carriage in the river.
"Boom, boom, boom." It not only killed the barbarians on the carriage, but also caused a series of explosions of imitation thunderbolts on the carriage.
The continuous explosions of the carriages caused huge waves in the river, which completely washed away the black mushroom clouds caused by the continuous explosions of the cyclone cannons, and they unintentionally acted as air scavengers.
Those boxes contained twenty or thirty giant imitation thunderbolts. They originally wanted to destroy the Nanman on the bridge, but they didn't expect that they would be the first to be sent to the west.
These barbarians had only seen a single thunderous explosion before, but had never seen such a violent series of explosions.
Even though these barbarians were no longer afraid of death, they were all trembling with fear and their teeth kept chattering.
There were even some barbarians whose legs gave way and fell to the ground uncontrollably.
In the past, these barbarians felt happy killing people and felt that hell on earth was nothing more than this.
At this time, seeing that their so-called warriors are almost dead, this is the real hell on earth.
Although Nepal was under forced sedation, he was shaking all over at this time.
He didn't realize that his voice was trembling: "Go and call the shaman, go and call the shaman."
The soldier tremblingly agreed, but made no move.
Nepal gritted his teeth and drew out his whip.
With two "pops", the soldier finally woke up from pain and immediately ran towards the base camp.
Originally he could ride a horse, but he found that those so-called horses had fallen down, so he might as well just run by himself.
On the small bridge over the Miaogou River, the smoke gradually dissipated, but the air still had a pungent smell.
Head nurse Qiu Ruoshui led more than a dozen nurses who were busy applying medicine and bandaging to the injured soldiers.
Infantry battalion leader Xie Qin and deputy battalion leader now carried stretchers in person to carry the seriously injured soldiers to Yangtianwa temporary medical center for rescue.
Zhao Yue, the leader of the Miaogou River Table Formation, has been promoted to the battalion leader, but he is not happy at all.
In just three hours of fighting, 60% of his 1,000 troops were slightly injured, 35% were seriously injured, and half were killed.
Even he himself was injured, with bandages still on his forehead and arms.
"Thank you, Commander Xie, for the Shadowless Cannon. Without the Commander, I might have to pay for the Shadowless Cannon." He bowed his hands and said to Xie Qingsong.
"The copycat was attacked by the Shadowless Cannon. It was just defenseless." Xie Qingsong returned the courtesy while being modest.
Although he only has three shadowless cannons, his formation is a formation commander of one hundred and twenty people.
Although there are too few cannons, their power is indeed amazing.
The two consecutive big explosions just now not only shocked the barbarians, they were also frightened and turned pale.
"The Copycat's return artillery is really powerful. It has a long range and is very powerful. The cyclone cannon poses no threat to him at all. Fortunately, its accuracy is not good." Deng Xiongxi, the leader of the cyclone cannon battalion, said with lingering fear. "I didn't expect that the seemingly majestic force could not withstand it. Hui Hui Pao, was actually suppressed by three shadowless cannons without any temper at all."
His eyes were full of jealousy and he said to Xie Qingsong: "Commander Xie, this formation commander is too young. Can I exchange it with you as the battalion leader?"
He, the battalion leader, has thousands of troops, almost eight times the number managed by the formation commander.
"The battalion leader is several times taller than the formation commander below, so I don't dare to exchange." Xie Qingsong shook his head firmly.
Now any fool can see that the Shadowless Cannon is the nemesis of the Huihui Cannon, and the Huihui Cannon is the nemesis of the Tornado Cannon.
Deng Xiong coughed and reminded him: "Captain Xie, there is no such store after this village."
Everyone thought Deng Xiong was joking, but no one was serious.
Xie Qingsong was even more frightened. After all, he had lowered his position to Deng Xiong by two levels.
If Deng Xiong wants to use force, I don't know if he can resist it.
"Leader Deng, the two consecutive big explosions just now have nothing to do with the Shadowless Cannon." Seeing Deng Xiong staring closely at him, the leader of the Shadowless Cannon array, he hurriedly changed the subject.
How could Deng Xiong be deceived by him? He stared at him and asked: "It has nothing to do with it? If there was no Changqing (Xie Qingsong's) shadowless cannon, how could the copycats have earth-shattering explosions?"
Xie Qingsong tried his best to use a calm voice and said: "The shadowless cannon is just an inducement. No matter how many shadowless cannons there are, it is impossible for the Hu people to fire back the cannons and explode. The real reason is that the Hu people did not manage their firearms well, and its copycat thunder was destroyed. Use your own copycat to detonate the sky-shattering thunder."
"The copycats are the copycats. Although the copycats produced firearms, their management was not in place, and they were detonated by the thunder of their own copycats." Deng Xiong was finally in a better mood now, and said with some schadenfreude, mocking and scorning the barbarians.
Xie Qingsong said hurriedly: "What Ziying (characterized by Deng Xiong) said is indeed reasonable. The security team has been using firearms for so long, and there has never been a single serial explosion incident."
"Indeed, the security team has had strict regulations since the first day they used firearms, and they only have special wooden boxes for transportation and packaging. It's not like people in the village just use baskets." Deng Bin, the chief secretary of the Tornado Cannon Battalion, who has been silent for a long time. , looked at the foreigner's carriage for a long time, and said something meaningful.
The chief secretary of the table formation was happy and came to join in the fun: "There are no rules and there is no rule. We explained this regulation with great earnestness at the beginning, and now we finally see the effect."
Both of them are bookkeepers, and the bookkeeper likes to talk and be reasonable and nosy.
Although the soldiers of the security regiment drank some ink, after all, they were born free and loose and became accustomed to it.
The composition of the security group is extremely complicated. Except for half of them who are old people from the original Zhaojiazhuang security group, the rest are either horse bandits or fake Husbands.
When they saw these soldiers who did not like to obey the rules and disciplines, they tried their best to persuade them.
On the surface, these soldiers are respectful, but in fact, one ear goes in and the other goes out.
The soldiers of the security regiment felt that the two chief clerks were too mother-in-law, so they privately called them "Deng Niangzi" and "Gao Niangzi".
Although the two bookkeepers were a little unhappy, they did not say it in public and let it go for a while.
When the two chief clerks saw that their persuasion was ineffective, they decided to just tease him.
Thanks to this combination of hard and soft tactics, the security regiment's military appearance and discipline took on a new look.
Now that the other security guards heard Deng Binji talking happily, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. How could they dare to despise their mother-in-law.
Only now do they realize that only with good habits can they have good military discipline and good combat effectiveness.
Isn't it? The barbarian's series of explosions just now was their fate.
At this time, he hurriedly saluted the two chief clerks and said yes hurriedly.
Li Xiaochuan didn't care about this, but looked at the Miaogou River where the gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, and fell into deep thought.
He frowned and said to Xie Dong: "What are the barbarians doing, and when will they attack again?"
