More than a dozen gunpowder packs exploded in the shield formation of the black warriors. Under the power of heaven, the black warriors who had never seen such a terrifying scene completely collapsed. Not to mention the black warrior soldiers who were in the front, even the black warrior generals commanding behind were frightened and their faces were pale.

"What is that?"

A black general had an unsuppressible fear in his tone.

"Is that heavenly thunder?"

"Are Ningren a human or a devil?"

The soldiers were even more unable to control their emotions. They were originally struggling with a strong force to rush forward with Ning Jun's dense feather arrows. At least with the shield formation, they could save their lives, but the thunder falling from the sky made them unable to resist. The first person began to run back frantically, and the wave of retreating could no longer be stopped. The beasts released from the exploded fire made them feel as if they had seen the end of the day.

"Isn't the moon god our god? Why should we help Ningren?"

"Does Ningren also have gods to help?!"

"Where is our moon god?!"

Fear spread much faster than the plague, and the black warriors who besieged Bei Ancient City quickly retreated.

Standing on the tower in the middle of another ancient city, the emperor saw the shocking scene of the thunder falling outside the city. Even the emperor could not imagine what kind of weapon it was. Could it be that the sword and weapon really came with the thunder?

If it weren't for borrowing thunder from the gods, would that kind of terrifying thing be created by man?

On the side of the sword and war army formation, the black military infantry opposite were still pressing in. Although they didn't know what the weapon Ning Jun fired from the array was called, they wanted to snatch it.

"How many gunpowder packs are there?"

"Only enough for one round!"

"Try three."

The bearded man pointed to the black military infantry who was pressing towards the sword and soldiers: "I have taught you that the distances are different and the length of the fuse is different. If you want to scare the enemy away, these three gunpowder packs must be aimed at and attacked."

On the rock-throwing cart position, three rock-throwing carts once again packed the gunpowder. Looking at the hand, he knew how heavy his responsibilities were.

"Bulle the stone, put it!"

With a command, a stone of about the same weight as a gunpowder pack smashed towards the Black Martial Infantry Array. The observation hand was almost accurate. The big stone fell into the black warrior's team, and several black warrior soldiers were injured.

"The distance is accurate, and the gunpowder bag can be placed!"

"put!"

Whoosh swish swish swish...

The three gunpowder bags were almost at the same time, and the soldiers on the Ning army looked nervously at the trajectory of the gunpowder bag flying by. Isn't it the same with the black warriors? When they saw the thunder flying over, they exploded all of a sudden. When they were far away, no one could tell where the gunpowder bag landed. The entire team was in a mess. The black warriors ran away frantically, and there was no courage to keep the queue unchanged.

Three gunpowder packs exploded in the black martial arts team one after another. The gunpowder sent countless gravels and broken iron out cruelly. The dense gravels pierced through one body after another. If the scene of gravels passing through the body can be slowed down, the scene of blood following behind the gravels must be very tragic, with a hint of cruel beauty.

A black warrior soldier who had no time to escape had his neck penetrated by iron pieces. He raised his hand to cover his neck, and blood surged out of the gap in his fingers. He looked around blankly, hoping that a comrade would come to save him. Then he saw the soldiers around him wailing with his eyes, and the gravel pierced the eyeballs and left in his head. The soldier was so painful that he finally fell to the ground and rolled back and forth.

The soldier whose neck was penetrated also fell down and his eyes turned to the sky

Up, he saw that the clouds above his head seemed to gradually turn red.

With a bang, another person fell down beside him, and at least six or seven holes were punched out by gravel iron. His body twitched one after another, and his hands were still subconsciously fumbled on his body, but all those things were inside him and he couldn't find them at all.

Three gunpowder packs shattered the attack of the black warrior. They originally wanted to snatch Ning's stone throwing cart, but at this time they just wanted to leave the shooting range of the ghost thing. The black warrior retreated in a mess. They were not formal black warriors, but Jianmen who had just received training recently. They were far inferior to the border troops of the Heiwu South Court camp.

On the other hand, the veteran general Pei Tingshan came out in the gap between the two black military cavalry chasing. After losing more than a thousand cavalry, he threw the enemy a little distance. However, the black military cavalry obviously had no intention of letting him go and was still chasing him closely behind.

The sword and infantry array began to move forward, and the black warriors retreated like a wave, giving them the opportunity to approach the ancient city. The huge stone throwing cart with wooden wheels was pushing forward with difficulty. Ning Jun did not dare to disassemble and assemble easily. At this time, there was no time to disassemble and assemble. Besides, as long as the stone throwing cart was still mounted, the black warriors would not dare to approach easily.

Farewell to the ancient city.

The emperor ordered loudly: "Let Shen Leng lead the cavalry out and take back my attack!"

The emperor ordered that the people around him advised: "Your Majesty, the black warrior has not yet retreated. At this time, the city gate will be opened. It is difficult to ensure that the city gate will not be lost when the black warrior comes back."

"Shut up!"

The emperor glared at the person who was talking, and pointed his hand slightly tremblingly outside the city: "Do you know who is outside the city?"

"It's General Pei Tingshan..."

"It's my brother."

The emperor looked north: "Go and send an order to Shen Leng!"

"Report!"

A messenger ran to the bottom of the platform and shouted loudly: "General Shen led the cavalry out from the East Gate!"

The emperor suddenly turned around and looked towards the east of the city. The cavalry had gathered at the gate of the city. The emperor knew that Shen Leng was not acting irritably. Shen Leng knew his feelings for Pei Tingshan, so he would send someone out to pick up Pei Tingshan no matter what. The emperor felt warm. That silly boy always thought of his heart.

The city gate to the east opened, and Shen Leng whistled out with the cavalry.

The fierce battle was from early morning to dark, and the sword warriors finally arrived outside the city, but the veteran general Pei Tingshan ordered the sword warriors to be stationed outside the city gate, and the stone-throwing chariot position was also outside the city gate. The sword warriors did not enter the city, so they used it to protect the stone-throwing chariot to put huge pressure on the black warriors.

Pei Tingshan, covered in blood, quickly walked into the city. The emperor was already waiting at the city gate. When he saw Pei Tingshan coming in, the emperor quickly walked over. The two of them reached out and held each other tightly with four hands.

"His Majesty."

Pei Tingshan was about to kneel down, and the emperor pulled Pei Tingshan up with force: "Don't kneel!"

Pei Tingshan's eyes were red: "Your Majesty, the old minister is late."

“Where is it late.”

The emperor looked at Pei Tingshan's eyes: "I know you will definitely come. No matter how difficult, no matter how tired, no matter how dangerous, you have never let me down."

Pei Tingshan's nose felt sour: "I am old. If I am twenty years younger, if I see the black warrior bullying Your Majesty like this, I will take my sword and soldiers to the black warrior's camp in one breath."

"What kind of bullying is this?"

The emperor smiled: "I left hundreds of thousands of black warriors here, and fought with less, and that was because I bullied them."

"Yes, it was His Majesty who bullied them."

Pei Tingshan also laughed.

After many years, the two people's fighting side by side has remained passionate.

"Discuss it."

The emperor took Pei Tingshan's hand and walked back: "What's the name of that big killer?"

"It was something that Fanbang's bearded man under Chen Leng. He had not named it yet. However, the black warrior howled and said it was Tianlei. I thought the name was good. I mixed a lot of gravel and broken iron into gunpowder, and the lethality was very fierce after it exploded."

The emperor said, "When I saw this thing, I had an idea. If there is thunder, why should we defend the enemy? I will lead the army forward for a distance and use thunder to smash the camp of the black warriors. If we break the camp of the black warriors, we will have the hope of victory. Although we have few troops, our morale is strong. We may break through the blockade of the black warriors on the northern line in one battle."

"His Majesty......"

Pei Tingshan wanted to say something but stopped. He really didn't want to disappoint His Majesty, but in fact, he could only disappoint His Majesty.

"There is only so much gunpowder."

Pei Tingshan lowered his head: "There is no gunpowder among the swords and weapons. It was brought by the cold sea patrol navy. All of them have been used to make heavenly thunders. There are only less than thirty ones in total. Most of them have been used just now, and there are less than ten left... These heavenly thunders can only be kept to prevent the black warrior from rushing to the city car..."

"Not?"

The emperor's face suddenly dimmed: "Why not bring more?"

Chen Leng replied beside him: "Your Majesty, when we left Chang'an, I knew that gunpowder might be of great use. It was because it had plundered almost all the inventory in Chang'an City. Even the ones used in the workshops for making firecrackers were bought. The gunpowder was not easy to prepare. The gunpowder commonly used as firecrackers was insufficient. The current ratio was adjusted, and several people were injured because of the explosion."

He glanced at the emperor and continued, "There are a lot of gunpowder on the Hanhai City Martial Arts Workshop, and the crossbow formation cart also needs gunpowder to operate, but there is no contact with Hanhai City and it is impossible to transport it from there."

The emperor let out a long sigh: "If there are countless thunders, I have seen hope of destroying the Black Martial Arts."

He looked back at Chen Leng: "After returning to Chang'an, you are supervising this matter, and ordering the Wugongfang to improve the gunpowder ratio as soon as possible. The more you have, the better."

"yes."

The cold and hung his head.

The emperor looked north, and although he could not see the Heiwu Camp through the city wall, he couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if there were more. He would blow him up the Heiwu Camp in the North Line in one breath, and maybe he would even send his heart to the moon god who directly sent his heart to see him."

The emperor's tone was full of disappointment.

But there is no way. Daning had never had a precedent for using gunpowder for war. The gunpowder used to make fireworks and firecrackers was not powerful enough. The gunpowder pack brought more psychological pressure to the black warriors, but in fact the power was not as terrifying as it seemed.

"gunpowder."

The emperor said to himself, "I just realized that gunpowder is something that can change the whole world in the future."

The emperor looked at Chen Leng: "Where is that big bearded man in the foreign country? I will give him a lot of rewards."

Chen sneered: "I know what reward he wants."

The emperor asked: "What does he want?"

"Be a Ningren."

Chen Leng looked at the emperor: "Be a real Ningren."

The emperor was stunned and nodded: "He is already."

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Chapter completed!