"The black dragon gun used in the pre-Qin period to dominate the world!"

"How is it possible? After the pre-Qin period was defeated by the Heavenly Court, all the strange and lewd skills about the pre-Qin were destroyed by the Heavenly Court. How could Wang Nanrong find so many black dragon guns?"

The Confucian scholars who were born in the four major academies, were shocked and found information about the Black Dragon Gun, the predecessor of the Talisman Cannon, in their minds.

At the same time, they also remembered all the achievements of the Black Dragon Gun in the ancient books of the academy.

Slaughter the immortal!

The first time the Black Dragon Gun was released was when Qin State destroyed Han. That time, the Black Dragon Gun slaughtered the foundation of South Korea as soon as it appeared, and knocked five earth immortal cannons to ashes.

When the Qin Dynasty unified the world, the Xiongcheng Iron Pass, which was once based on the iron wall of the six countries in the world, was like paper in front of the Black Dragon Gun.

No matter what material the Xiongcheng Railway Pass is made of, no matter how many formations and talismans are carved on their city walls, they cannot withstand the shelling of the Black Dragon Gun.

Before the six countries could react, the pre-Qin relied on the power of the Black Dragon Gun to wipe out most of the resistance forces.

Recalling the heroic passes that were broken after the launch of the Black Dragon Gun, Ke Menglong and others couldn't help but feel weak in their legs.

The heroic passes attached with formation talismans in the past could not withstand the bombardment of the Black Dragon Gun. How could the Jinyang City under their feet resist the Zhenbei Army with the Black Dragon Gun?

Not to mention the weak legs of those who understand Ke Menglong and others, the Central Army of the Seventh Army, Wang Yu couldn't help but frown when he saw the effect of dozens of rune cannons fired volleys.

Compared with the genuine Black Dragon Gun, the power of the talisman cannon is always a little worse.

According to the ancient records obtained by my grandfather from Hangu Guanzhong, each black dragon gun has the power to kill immortals, and even if a single talisman cannon is put into full force, it is afraid that it will not hurt a hair of the earth immortal. The gap between this is really too big!

I don’t know where the pre-Qin period got those strange materials to cast rune cannons from? The secret spies from Zhenbei Army searched all over the world and still have not been able to get the materials needed to cast black dragon guns!

Moreover, compared with the pre-Qin black dragon gun that can be activated with strange objects, the current source of power of the talisman array cannon relies on the immortal martial arts cultivation of the gunners who control the talisman array cannon, which is really a bit inconvenient.

The gunner of each talisman array cannon must have the lowest cultivation level, and must also be innate martial arts or immortals. Only such masters who connect with the world and can temporarily accommodate the world can provide enough energy to the talisman cannon.

But even with the profound foundation of Zhenbei Army, such talents can only be used to move dozens of people to train them into gunners.

Cut off the thoughts in his mind, Wang Yu focused his attention on the battlefield, and his grandfather handed over the talisman artillery battalion that had formed the first army to himself, which was his cultivation and trust.

When he travels south, he must take down the northern border intact to repay his grandfather's trust.

Ke Menglong and others, who were wise to hide their weapons and wait for the moment, immediately wanted to apply oil to the soles of their feet and give up the already unsuccessful Jinyang City. But before they could make any moves, the second round of bombardment from the talisman array cannons came to their group of people.

Looking at the lightning column that shook through the void like lightning, the masters from the Fourth Academy of Confucianism all had their faces like dead mothers.

The Zhenbei Army bullies people too much, and does not even give time to promote the famous nonsense before the war!

Although they were afraid and hatred in their hearts, the masters of the Fourth Academy of Confucianism did not move slowly.

Several treasures that carried the spirit of great scholars were instantly sacrificed by them to protect themselves.

The literary energy in their bodies rose to the extreme, and in just a moment dozens of poems related to defense were condensed. The various strange phenomena after the publication of the poems were wrapped in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and turned into one after another to protect them.

Looking at the Confucian scholars who instantly turned into turtle shells with Ke Menglong, Wang Yu, who was far away in the central army, didn't know what to say!

However, although he didn't know what to say, the artillery fire burst out from the artillery battalion expressed what he wanted to say.

Although the talisman cannon is only a replica, and the source of its power is far less than that of Xianqin's Black Dragon Gun, it is far from being able to resist by these native chickens and tiles.

If a top scholar was in front of him, he would have exhausted all his trump cards and exhausted all his foundation, perhaps he could withstand the concentrated fire of dozens of cannons in the talisman formation!

Amid the roar that resounded through the sky, the artillery fire of the talisman cannon broke through the treasure of great scholars floating in the air, and bombarded the strange phenomenon formed by dozens of defensive poems and essays.

With a "bang" sound, after resisting the remaining artillery fire of the talisman cannon for a breath, the defenses set up by Ke Menglong and others were broken.

The remaining white artillery fire rushed onto Confucian scholars such as Ke Menglong with a vast and majestic force.

The Confucian scholars wearing Confucian robes turned into ashes by the high temperature contained in the cannon fire without even leaving behind their last words.

Looking at the Confucian scholars who disappeared beside him, and then looking at the city gate tower behind the Confucian scholars, Zhao Wuji, who had been in war for half his life, tried the first time that he was unable to resist.

This is no longer like the battle for hegemony among the princes on earth!

Facing such a Zhenbei Army, Li Lingguang lost no blame!

After sighing for a few words, Zhao Wuji, who felt hopeless to guard Jinyang, pulled out the sword on his waist: "A man wants to repay the kindness of his mercy, but dying on the battlefield will lead to a good end.

Captain Ling, besides me, you are the most respected in Jinyang City. After I die, you will cut off my head and surrender. Please seek a good end for the brothers in this city!”

After explaining the funeral, Zhao Wuji immediately waved his sword and committed suicide on the city wall.

Looking at Zhao Wuji who was bleeding all over the ground but could not fall, all the Jin soldiers on the city walls quietly shed tears.

The personal soldiers who were subordinate to Zhao Wuji all raised their waists and followed Zhao Wuji in the same way.

Among the remaining soldiers, soldiers who respected this general committed suicide and left with him, while those who were impulsive wanted to inspire people to seize the city and defend the battle with the Zhenbei Army.

However, most generals and soldiers followed Zhao Wuji's orders and fired the flag of surrender before the Zhenbei Army launched the third round of artillery attacks.

Without having to bear the righteousness, most generals and soldiers still long to be able to live.

Faced with the Zhenbei Army, whose strength had completely crushed them, they could no longer have the idea of ​​resisting.

Two hours later, the sun had just risen above his head. With the support of his generals and schoolmen, Wang Yu climbed onto the walls of Jinyang City.

Looking at Zhao Wuji who was bleeding but unable to hold a sword, he sighed: "My enemy is the hero. Even though his position is different, the flying general Li Lingguang and Zhao Wuji, the city lord of Jinyang City, are still worthy of admiration.

I was sent to my order and ordered people to pack up General Zhao's remains and find General Li's clothes from the city, and buried the two generals with a generous coffin and a generous gift.
Chapter completed!