When we were at the Gufeng Canyon position of Kou Temple, the sky was gradually getting brighter.
Hu *ping couldn't help but be overjoyed, pointed at the upper left corner and fired back, and said to Wen Shuai: "Did you see it?"
The barbarians at the foot of the mountain returned to the artillery position.
The barbarian commander gave Karl a laugh as he looked at the smoke rising from the security group's position.
"The Nanman encountered the Huihui Cannon this time. They had no crossbows and no strength to use it, so they had to be beaten." He watched the Huihui Cannon constantly replace its personnel and fire it again, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
The barbarian centurion and his soldiers put the giant imitation thunderbolt into the bucket, lit the fuse and shouted: "Pull up."
Amidst the sounds of grinding teeth, the bucket was finally reaching the highest point.
"Launch," the centurion had just shouted, and suddenly he made an extremely painful sound: "Ahhhhhh."
The centurion couldn't help but cover his right hand with his left hand, and watched the other barbarians shouting too.
He couldn't help but feel the spirit of death coming out, and shouted: "Run, run, run."
After saying that, he covered his arms and ran away desperately.
If he didn't run away, he would have met the King of Hell. He saw the giant copycat Bang Tianlei with a bucket in its mouth, emitting black smoke and falling rapidly from above.
The centurion ran ten steps and heard a violent explosion.
Then he felt something larger than a mountain pushing toward him from behind, and at the same time, many sharp knives were cutting his back.
This mountain-like pressure hit his lungs hard, almost stopping his breathing.
He spit out a mouthful of blood and continued running for five steps. Stars appeared in his eyes. He staggered and ran for five more steps. He couldn't help but fainted.
After all, he was a centurion and he reacted in time. Although he was seriously injured, he still saved his life.
Most of his fifty men were not so lucky. They just took five steps before they exploded, killing most of them.
Even if he was not killed by the explosion, he was crushed to death by the cannon that broke it into two pieces.
The centurion didn't know that he was lucky. The explosion did not detonate the giant imitation thunder in the wooden box.
Otherwise, it would cause a big explosion, and he would definitely die.
At the solitary peak position of Kou Temple, Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen felt too aggrieved.
Like Hu *ping and Wen Shuai, Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen are also a pair.
Xiong Zezhong's eyesight was excellent, and Yun Shuchen's aim was extremely accurate.
Last night, through cooperation, they knocked all the fifteen returning cannons in the east into dumb cannons.
But what I never expected was that Hui Hui Pao was like a cockroach, it could only be injured but not killed.
Although they kept attacking the Huihui artillery, as soon as a stick of incense passed, the Huihui artillery started firing again.
"What's going on?" Yun Shuchen punched the ground with his fist, "Is it ineffective? Did Chen not aim?"
Xiong Zezhong squinted his eyes and looked ahead, then looked up at the pale moon in the sky, lost in thought.
Seeing Yun Shuchen firing the Shadowless Cannon again, he suddenly realized: "I understand."
"What do you understand?" Yun Shuchen asked puzzledly.
Xiong Zezhong took out the lead bullet, took out the torch, looked at it carefully, and said, "This lead bullet can only hurt people, but it cannot kill people."
"Could it be that those barbarians bandaged up and then fired?" Yun Shuchen thought for a while and couldn't help but ask.
Xiong Zezhong shook his head: "The Hu people's doctors are not at the level of the security team, and the pain is so unbearable that they have lost their ability to projectile. It should be another group of people."
"Hearing Zhongzhi (Zhongzi Xiong Ze)'s words, Chen felt better." Yun Shuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the sky was finally getting brighter, Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiong Zezhong stared closely at the continuous firing cannons on the right and said to Yun Shuchen, in the upper right corner.
Yun Shuchen squinted his eyes and took aim, shouting to his assistant: "Light it up."
"Boom, boom," the cannon muzzle spurted out the anger of several people, and flew towards the Hui Hui Pao again.
The centurion couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the bucket rising again, and shouted loudly: "Launch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a venomous bee staring hard at his hand, and he almost burst into tears in pain.
"Ahhh," he tried not to cry out, but his men didn't hold back and couldn't help but scream loudly.
Those four-horse carriages were all very happy when they saw the smoke rising from the security team, and their morale soared.
Nanman, you too have today. This valley pass is definitely captured this time.
Drive, drive, drive, the barbarians beat the horses with all their strength and ran towards the valley.
Running, running, a huge object weighing more than a hundred kilograms fell from the sky, and it was also emitting black smoke.
That thing was much bigger than their wooden box cottage. He hurriedly tried to stop the horse, but it was too late.
"Boom, boom, boom" the giant copycat thunder exploded, and the three people on the carriage felt a huge force under their bodies throwing them into the air.
I have ascended to heaven. Is this what it feels like to ascend to heaven? So much so that the body seemed to have been forgotten when it was hit by ceramic shards.
The groom looked down and saw that not only the three of them ascended to heaven, but also the horses.
Boom, boom, boom, the wooden box suddenly fell from the carriage, and the fake bomber fuse hit sparks, causing a series of explosions. At this time, the three people on the carriage finally lost consciousness completely.
"This is the real power of the shadowless cannon." Xiong Zezhong couldn't help but sigh when he saw that their simple shadowless cannon caused the barbarians to destroy the cannon and the carriage in one go.
Yun Shuchen shook his head and said with a sigh, "Unfortunately, it also has a weakness, that is, it can only play its true role during the day."
"That's enough. It's good to be able to play a role during the day. Next one." Xiong Zezhong said.
"My thirty returning artillery pieces were destroyed by the Nanman like this. God Changsheng, what should I do?" Karl knelt on the ground with a bang, raised his hands toward the sky, and cried out in grief.
Kataru held his head and shook his head: "You destroyed it with a cannon, and my carriage has almost no way to survive. What should I do?"
After they finished speaking, they hugged each other and cried loudly.
"The Nanman didn't do much to please them. There were at least hundreds of casualties last night." Baman watched the two of them holding each other and crying, and comforted them.
When the two heard Ba Man's voice, they finally let go and knelt in front of him: "General Ba, what should we do with our two thousand troops?"
In addition to being soldiers, the two of them have now become almost single commanders.
"You have caused thousands of casualties to the Southern Barbarians, and you have done a great service. I will take credit for you." Baman thought for a while and came up with a solution.
Exaggerating the opponent's casualties is of course one of the shortcuts to establishing military exploits.
Kataru thought for a while and reminded: "General Ba, have you noticed that it is difficult to defend the Nanman at night?"
"That's right, during the day, the world is dominated by Nanman, and at night, it's dominated by warriors." Baman nodded and said to himself.
Kataru hurriedly complimented him and said, "General Ba is wise."
On the surface, Baman was happy to have discovered the weakness of the security team, but in fact, he was deeply saddened.
The warriors of the Khanate had always attacked openly and openly. When did they turn into contemptible rats, relying on sneaky attacks to win victory.
However, now they cannot find a better way to attack the security group.
"What, the warriors of the Khanate must attack at night to win? When did the warriors of the Khanate become as cowardly as a mouse? Is this the reason for your failure?" Hadleki suddenly stood up from his chair, holding the teacup in his hand tightly He threw it at Wande fiercely.
Wan didn't dare to dodge, so he forced himself to let the hot tea penetrate through the armor.
Hadleki was promoted from captain of ten thousand captains to captain of thirty thousand captains, but he was never convinced.
Before Hadleki was promoted to Captain of Thirty Thousand Captains, he was also a Captain of Ten Thousands like him.
But today's war completely destroyed all his pride.
For today's war, they had been preparing for a long time, including short-range attacks with cyclone cannons and carriages, long-range attacks with returning artillery, and Yinshi attack tactics.
They had carriages equipped with cyclone cannons and return artillery cover. Crucially, they also carried out sneak attacks at night.
It can be said that the Khanate used all the methods and equipment it could think of.
Although they temporarily gained the upper hand during the night, during the day, all the results were ruined, and the losses were far greater than the opponent's.
Unexpectedly, the best weapon and the best time to attack would end in failure.
However, it cannot be said to be a complete failure. At least they still caused "thousands" of casualties to the security group. The key is to find the best way to attack the security group and attack at night.
Wande thought for a while and said very sincerely: "General Ha, before the Nanman Shadowless Cannon can find a weapon to deal with it, night is the best way to attack."
He didn't believe that Hardlucki had a better way to attack, he was betting.
Hadelaji took a breath and finally sat down.
A soldier came forward to make tea for him in a new cup. He drank the tea and fell into deep thought.
Seeing Hadleji lost in thought, Wande cupped his hands towards Zhang Liang, hoping that he would help him speak.
The tea was still scalding at first, but it would soon cool down. After all, it was late autumn, and he was worried.
He wanted to go back and change clothes, but Hadelaji didn't speak. How could he have the courage to go back?
He was wearing a suit of armor, which was colder than a cotton-padded fur coat, and he might have caught a cold.
In ancient times, catching a cold was not a trivial matter. After all, medicine was far inferior to that of later generations.
You may not have noticed that some literati, such as Wang Bo, died simply because they were frightened by falling into the water.
Zhang Liang did not expect that this captain of ten thousand men, who usually looked down upon him, would actually ask me for this day.
Zhang Liang hesitated for a few times and wanted to ignore it, but after all, they were all eating from the same pot now.
"General Ha, night is the best weapon against the security group." He thought for a while and said to Haderji.
Although Hadeleji paid little attention to the other two captains of ten thousand, he still obeyed Zhang Liang's words and advice.
Hadelaji glanced at Wander, who was kneeling on the ground with one leg, and said calmly: "Get up, go back and change clothes."
"I report to General Ha that my subordinates have lost two thousand soldiers and horses, as well as five hundred carriages and thirty artillery pieces." Wan De bowed his hand and saluted. There was no other way. His subordinates were crying for poverty, and he had to cry for poverty too.
Cannons and carriages can be rebuilt, but people cannot be rebuilt.
Hadelaji looked at him bitterly and scolded him loudly: "Don't you still have eight thousand troops?"
Wande did not expect that even though he had found a way to deal with the security team, he would still be scolded by Harderji, and he was extremely disappointed.
"The carriages and cannons can be replaced." Hadelaji gave Wander a sweet date after giving him a blow.
Wande couldn't help but be overjoyed. Originally, he had no hope of getting men and horses. The key was offensive weapons.
After all, although Hadeleki is a captain of 30,000 men, he can directly control only 3,000 soldiers.
The county seat of Xixian County.
Hu Liang and Pu Da couldn't help but smile bitterly when they saw Hadeleki's message.
Although they have Han names, their ancestors are Hu people and are good at business.
They have had one obsession from generation to generation, which is to restore the country.
This idea was written into their oath from generation to generation and never disappeared.
They were none other than the barbarians known as "Zhuhu", who were later the Jews.
