At this time, the Hu people's return cannon had been installed and started firing.
"Wrong, wrong." The copyist was furious, pulled out his sword, and was about to slash at the artilleryman.
With a rumble, the Huihui artillery shells did not hit the city wall as expected, but instead hit a burning Lu Gong's chariot.
Although people have almost come down, it is not a good thing to hit yourself.
Ala's face almost turned the color of pig liver, and he smiled: "General, the hit rate of the return artillery is only 10%."
"What, the hit rate of the returning artillery is so low?" The tactician opened his mouth so wide that he could barely close it. He could almost fit a duck egg in. "The trebuchet is still 30% tall."
"General, the more powerful the weapon, the lower its hit rate." Ala was embarrassed, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he was a little embarrassed.
The copyist had no choice but to withdraw his sword and glared at Ala: "Next time, aim at the city wall."
The Huihui cannonballs weighed at least one hundred or even two hundred kilograms. I heard that the heaviest one was as high as five hundred kilograms.
As long as it is hit by it, the arrow tower on the city wall can be smashed or even destroyed.
Creaking, the artillery soldier struggled to pull up the rope, trying to lift the boulder and then throw it towards the city wall.
With a rumble, the iron cannon on the city wall opened fire first.
"Poisonous bee, poisonous bee." The man behind the hand suddenly shouted loudly.
"Why, the poisonous bees are here again?" The copyist was shocked, "Why are there so many poisonous bees here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, some of the soldiers' horses jumped around like crazy.
The horses of two of the soldiers screamed and rushed towards the returning artillery.
The two barbarians were about to beat the war horse, and suddenly they screamed: "Venomous bee, poisonous bee, it hurts, it hurts."
With a bang, the two horses collided with the cannon uncontrollably.
The Hu man who was manipulating the return artillery was so frightened that his horse bumped into the man, causing serious injuries even if he died.
They didn't listen to the centurion's command at all, dropped the rope in their hands and ran away.
The centurion was furious, drew his scimitar and was about to chop at the barbarian.
"Centurion, be careful." A barbarian said, leaving him behind and running away.
Before the centurion could understand what was going on, he heard a whirring sound above his head.
He just looked up and saw a huge boulder falling from the sky.
He just let out a scream, and then the boulder smashed him into a piece of meat.
Seeing this, all the barbarians, including the craftsman Ala, ran away.
These returning cannons must be safe. If their own lives are not guaranteed, no one is willing to use returning cannons.
A Hu artilleryman ran away and asked the Hu people beside him: "Shi Chang, do you think the Han people can use magic?"
"Spells, I've heard of them, but I haven't seen them before." The tall foreigner thought for a moment, shook his head and answered.
A faint smile appeared on the Hu man's face just now, and he couldn't help but ask: "If it wasn't Han magic, why did the poisonous bees come when we used the return cannon?"
"So it seems that the Han people really have magic. What should we do about this?" The eyebrows of this very long barbarian almost wrinkled together.
Hu people have very strict military discipline. If they are found to have escaped without the consent of their superiors, they will be beheaded.
A joking smile appeared on the face of the barbarian artilleryman: "Sir, what are you worried about? Aren't there centurions and thousands of captains?"
"But the centurion was crushed to death by a boulder just now." The chief's face was sad, but he was very happy in his heart.
This Hu man looked at Shi Chang with contempt in his heart and said happily: "Congratulations, congratulations. Shi Chang, your opportunity for promotion has come."
"As long as I am promoted to centurion, I will directly let him become the commander." The commander simply did not hide it and laughed.
The two are considered fellow villagers and have feelings for each other.
The artilleryman couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, but he knew that there is no free lunch in the world: "Thank you, Chief."
The chief has to become a centurion before he can have a chance to be promoted.
But how can one become a centurion? The barbarian artillerymen kept rolling their eyes.
The barbarian artillerymen looked around, and suddenly saw something in front of them, and their eyes lit up.
"Commander, look, these iron cannons have found a solution." He pointed at the iron cannons and shouted happily to the commander.
The chief also noticed it and felt a little baffled, and his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
The chief licked his dry lips, swallowed hard and said: "They are fighting against the Eight Immortals Table. How can they prevent poisonous bees?"
"Commander, what are you doing resisting the Eight Immortals Table?" the barbarian artilleryman asked the barbarians who were resisting the Eight Immortals Table.
After saying that, he is currently helping this foreigner fight against the Eight Immortals Table.
The barbarian who resisted the Eight Immortals Table was just an ordinary artilleryman. When he heard others call him She Chang, he felt extremely happy.
Maybe if you perform meritorious service immediately, you will be promoted to a senior position.
The Eight Immortals table was not heavy, but he was grateful to this barbarian for helping him.
While holding the Eight Immortals Table, he said: "This is used to block the iron sand of the Han people."
"Stop the iron sand of the Han people?" When the Hui Hui artillerymen heard this, they were astonished as if five thunderbolts struck their heads. "Where can the Han people get iron sand?"
The iron cannon barbarians looked at him contemptuously, and smiled sarcastically: "You were not attacked by the Han people's iron cannons and iron sand?"
"What kind of iron sand attack?" Hui Hui Pao Hu couldn't help but take a few steps back and almost knocked down the Eight Immortals Table.
He was embarrassed and smiled awkwardly: "I only saw poisonous bees, and I almost shed tears of pain."
"What poisonous bee? That is the iron sand of the Han people. It hurts people severely when it hits people." A faint smile appeared on the face of the iron cannon barbarian, and he said disdainfully.
Hui Hui Pao Hu was stunned, his mouth was open, and he was speechless for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it. Isn't that a Han Chinese magic?"
"What kind of magic? Look carefully at your body. Isn't that iron sand? The poisonous bees leave poisonous needles. When did you see the poisonous needles?" The iron cannon barbarian looked at the small holes on his face and sneered.
When the commander heard this, he didn't care about it. He dropped his men and reported to the commander.
The Hui Hui Pao is also controlled by a commander. There are ten Hui Hui Pao, and each Hui Hui Pao has almost a hundred people.
When Commander Fei Bao heard that Commander had found a solution, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He immediately promoted him to Centurion and asked him to command a return artillery piece.
The chief who had just been promoted to centurion really kept his promise, and his fellow countryman He was promoted to chief.
Hui Pao Hu looked at Tie Pao Hu carefully and saw a trace of blood on his face, which did not look like the traces left by poisonous bees.
At this time, the barbarians had taken the Eight Immortals table from the common people's homes and were using the iron cannon as a screen to cover it.
The screamer laughed and continued to hide behind the drum.
While beating the drum, he ordered: "Fire for me."
"Boom, boom, boom." The barbarian iron cannon, which had been silent for a long time, opened fire again.
When Feng Anyong saw this, he laughed loudly: "Iron cannon, fire the cannon for me."
Boom, boom, boom, the shadowless cannon made no sound, and the iron cannon fired.
On the city wall, among the flashes of lightning, black smoke came out again and again.
The Hu people imitated the city wall and put the Eight Immortals table facing the city wall to block the flying iron sand.
"Bang bang, bang bang." The two barbarians who were resisting the Eight Immortals Table felt that the Eight Immortals Table was hit hard by a running cow.
Under the impact of this huge force, the two of them couldn't help but step back for almost a dozen steps.
Not only that, the middle of the Eight Immortals Table was smashed to pieces by stone bullets from iron cannons, leaving only some table legs.
The two barbarians were so frightened that they fell to the ground, trembling all over.
A barbarian asked profusely: "How come the Han people's iron cannons are so accurate?"
"Not only was the hit accurate, but it was also extremely powerful. The Eight Immortals Table was smashed." Another barbarian spoke reluctantly as he knocked his upper and lower teeth against each other.
"The Han people's iron cannons are so powerful." Another one said while trembling.
Feng Anyong blew the whistle and laughed loudly: "Shadowless Cannon, fire."
Feng Anyong knew very well about the passive beatings of the Hu people.
The iron cannon on the city wall, the Shadowless Cannon, not only has a sight, but also has clairvoyance.
The Little Sage's gunpowder formula is completely different from that of the Hu people, and its range is at least twice that of the Hu people's iron cannons.
Rumble, rumble, and another burst of black smoke came out of the city wall.
The barbarian centurion thought it was strange why the Eight Immortals Table was suddenly smashed to pieces, and was stunned for a moment.
You know, it's already two hundred steps here. Not only is it difficult to hit, it's even harder to break.
Unexpectedly, the security team destroyed the Eight Immortals Table with just one shot.
He didn't believe it was true. He couldn't help but rub his eyes and pinch his hands. He didn't believe it was true until he felt pain.
Just as he had this idea, he suddenly let out a scream: "Poisonous bee, poisonous bee, no, this is Han iron sand."
He ran away frantically, shouting loudly.
The artillerymen originally thought that with the Eight Immortals Table, they could not withstand the iron sand of the security group.
Unexpectedly, the Han iron cannon smashed their Eight Immortals table with just one shot.
Without the protection of the Eight Immortals Table, how could the artillery dare to be passively beaten here?
They threw down their iron cannons and fled with the centurion.
There was a "bang bang" sound. When Chaohe saw this, he was so angry that he threw the tea cup in his hand on the ground, and it immediately broke into pieces. "I am so angry."
He rolled his eyes a few times and said, "General, we can build up soil and attack the city."
