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Chapter 370: It's Not Our Army Is Too Careless

Hundreds of bloody heads and hundreds of bloody corpses are special techniques. No one is afraid of death. Seeing this tragic phenomenon, who dares to have the idea of ​​running away? After a lot of discussion, the people dispersed.

There were no more people in the Molapo army. However, the eyes of the soldiers conveying each other were filled with uneasiness and fear.

On the first day, there was extremely calmness, without any stone rain, and the Tianzhu army outside the east gate also retreated. Despite this, the soldiers guarding the city still felt panic. They were really unable to figure out who was telling the truth and who was lying. They were even more inaccurate, what was the terrible mysterious weapon and when did it fall on their heads.

The second day was slightly better, and on the third day, all the soldiers relaxed. It seemed that the great Rakash was right. The Tianzhu army had no choice but to look like victory was in sight.

Only a small number of people are still very worried. The newspapers of the Tianzhu Army made it very clear that they gave three days to consider, and they were following their promises, and it was not impossible.

There was a different scene on the Tianzhu Army. In the past three days, the fat Kurut has been teaching the soldiers how to operate it. In fact, this thing is simple, no difference from throwing stones. The only thing to pay attention to is not to forget to light the fire before throwing it, and try to throw it to the place close to the enemy.

The soldiers looked expectant. When Kurut told the story, he described the shell as magical. They wanted to know how powerful this black-black shell was.

Three days pass in a blink of an eye.

On that morning, the Tianzhu army began to attack. As usual, it was still raining stones and lasted until ten o'clock. The defenders on the city couldn't help but curl their lips, feeling that the three days of nerves were fooled by the Tianzhu army.

There were even many Molapo soldiers yelling at the outside of the city:

"Don't you have a secret weapon? I've got my urinated, and it's all the time after a long time?"

"Scammers are all liars, are they still talking about the rules?"

"It seems that you really have no choice. Why don't you just withdraw it? It saves everyone trouble."

In order to cooperate with them, the Tianzhu army also cursed back. However, today's war of verbalism seemed to have the upper hand.

The Molapo people seemed to love singing and dancing. They knocked on the top of the city, knocking on the basin and bowls, and the soldiers gathered together and started to dance to celebrate the hard-won victory and relax.

At this moment, fifty shells were loaded, and after the torch was lit, they flew toward the head of Molapo City.

"The stone is coming again, hide quickly!" someone shouted.

"Oh, it's not right. Why are the stones all black this time?" After the stone fell to the ground, the smart soldier saw some clues.

"Bang bang bang", the continuous explosion sounded suddenly. Although the city wall was not like, there was no problem leaving a few deep pits. Moreover, the subsequent crying sounds of father-in-law and mother-in-law proved that what Kurut said was true.

Lead bullets of different sizes scattered rapidly after explosion. The soldiers who had gathered together just now hid in places where stones could not be hit - this has been like this for more than ten days. But this time, it really doesn't work.

The lead shots shot into their bodies, some died on the spot, and some penetrated their bodies, gushing blood. The worst of them were those who were shot on their faces, those with a slump in their noses, those with a rotten eyes, and those with a rotten mouth. The wounded soldiers everywhere made waves of crying and shouting.

The explosion made many people deafening, and their ears buzzed. After a while, they were awakened by the wailing sounds beside them. They shouted and began to treat the wounded, with their inner horror unparalleled.

"Damn, the Tianzhu Army really has secret weapons, and this is too terrible."

"This sound is louder than thunder, and it feels like there is nowhere to hide."

"Report to the general quickly, we can't continue to stay in the city."

There were a wave of chaotic traffic on the top of the city. They wanted to treat the wounded, and were always worried about whether the Indian army would have another round. The soldiers shrank and said they were unwilling to lie on the top of the city.

Being cut by one's own sword is better than the terrifying guy. This is the common voice of the soldiers.

The Tianzhu army on the earthen platform saw the tragic situation on the city tower clearly. They cheered, praised Kurut loudly, and cursed the Molapo Army, and just woke up the anger of losing the war. However, many people were very sorry, it would be great if they could have another round.

"Oh, they were busy carrying the body just now. If they had another round, they could have killed a lot of them."

"Yes, but this round is enough for them to suffer. I'm afraid that the explosion and crying sounds were heard by Molapo in the whole city."

"Hehe, it depends on whether they dare to be arrogant next time."

"I've never seen such a magical weapon before. The explosion is so shocking and the lethality is too strong."

"No, no matter who you are, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, just one lead bullet will kill you."

"It would be great if only there were more killing weapons."

The explosions and miserable situations on the city were naturally transmitted to the palace. Sterfa was lucky, and maybe he was afraid. At that time, he happened to be not at the city. There was no way, so he survived the death. When the situation on the city was a little more stable, he climbed up and saw that he was shocked by the miserable situation in front of him.

Various ways of death, various ways of injury.

According to reports from various commanders, two thousand people were killed and six thousand injured. In a flash, eight thousand people lost their lives. What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so terrible. Sterfa gritted his teeth and endured the tremor in his heart.

At this moment, he received Deva's order to go to the main hall for a meeting.

"Rakash, didn't you say that the Indian army has no choice? What is this, what is it?" Deva roared.

"This..., I heard from the sergeants that it is black and round, and can shoot bullets of all sizes after it explodes." Lakash replied tremblingly.

"And you, aren't you saying that the Tianzhu army is going to retreat? Where are they retreating? I see, they won't be able to go into the city for a long time. At that time, no one of you will want to run away!" Deva continued to erupt in anger, pointing at His Highness and scolding.

The ministers did not dare to say anything, and looked at Deva timidly.

After a long time, Deva finally calmed down. No matter how difficult it was, she had to face it. At this point, cursing, beating, and killing were useless.

"I'm also wrong with this matter. General Sterfly clearly raised doubts, but we didn't listen and sacrificed thousands of soldiers in vain." Deva's tone finally eased, she blamed herself and gave the ministers a step forward.
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