"What a good idea, order the artillery battalion to shoot down the enemy's artillery!!"
Li Wenhao's expression remained unchanged and he ordered calmly.
Even if the opponent has a way to cool down the crystal cannon, don't forget that he has a total of three hundred black iron cannons.
"Adjust direction and fire!"
After setting up a special artillery camp, the artillerymen became more and more skilled. Coupled with the sighting rack designed by Li Wenhao himself, the shells roared out one after another and went straight to the fort of the Sha Clan camp.
"Careful, boom!"
In an instant, the twenty turrets of the Sand Clan camp were covered by artillery fire. Several ice warlocks who were casting spells to cool down the crystal cannons were unable to dodge and were blown away while carrying their shields.
"Hurry up and save people!" Guimu Tengchuan was so anxious that he flew over in person, and at the same time, he waved his hand and released a wall of wind to block the shells.
Ice is a very rare attribute, especially suitable for cooling the cannons on crystal battleships. These disciples of his are all treasures. They would rather lose the battle than suffer damage.
Baimuqingfu hesitated for a moment, then flew out and rescued an ice warlock from the gunfire.
He looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a green face. Is he still a child?
"Xiaowu, who asked you to come ahead?"
In the panic, Guimu Tengchuan and two other ice warlocks ran over eagerly, grabbed the young man's arm, and looked up and down.
"Grandpa, thanks to the Bermudians, I'm fine!" Guimu Xiaowu grinned and scratched his hair in embarrassment.
"Onimu, are you crazy? Why did you bring your grandson to the battlefield?" Baimu Qingfu looked shocked and couldn't help but ask.
He didn't expect that this junior third-level ice warlock would be the grandson of Oniki Tengchuan, the only survivor of that turbulent incident.
"My whole family died at the hands of the Yan tribe, and I don't feel at ease if I don't keep this grandson here!" Guimu Tengchuan gently touched Xiao Wu's hair with his hand, showing a rare trace of kindness on his face.
This was the first time Baimu Qingfu had seen such a ghost. He looked carefully at the young man in front of him.
Unlike ordinary Sha people, Guimu Xiaowu's skin is slightly darker and his hair is also black.
This is in line with the rumors that Guimu Tengchuan's son provoked a noblewoman of the Yan clan and the whole family was killed.
Because the opponent's background is too high, even if the great wizard comes forward, there is nothing he can do.
Oniki Tengchuan was worried that the other party would not give up, so it was reasonable to keep his grandson by his side.
"These bastards!" Baimu Qingfu cursed in a low voice. He didn't know whether he was scolding the nobles or the damn world. Anyway, he just wanted to curse!
The family of a dignified seventh-level strong man has no security at all, let alone ordinary people.
"Thank you!" Oniki Tengchuan thanked Baimu Qingfu. The two people, who belong to different factions, had become inexplicably close to each other because of this small incident.
"Boom, boom," after destroying all the forts, the Langya Army's artillery still did not stop firing, blasting the first half of the Sha Clan's camp to pieces, with flames reaching into the sky.
"Where did the Langya people come from with so many elves!" Guimu Tengchuan looked at the formation he had set up in front, which was blown up by the artillery fire, and his face was very ugly.
"Guimu, I know you don't want to work with the Yan tribe, but it is definitely not the best idea to confront the Langya army here. It would be better for us to retreat to Meishan!" Baimu Qingfu took a deep breath and advised him seriously.
Logically speaking, he should cooperate with Li Wenhao to destroy Guimu Tengchuan's 300,000 troops here, which can be regarded as a meritorious service.
But for some reason, I suddenly felt compassion and didn't want to see Oniki Tengchuan and his grandson die here.
"Bermu, if you want to go back to the city, you can go back, I'll forget it!"
Guimu Tengchuan waved one hand and said with anger in his tone: "I don't know what the regent thought, but he allowed the Yan tribe army to enter Meishan.
He is not afraid that Meishan will not be taken over by Li Wenhao, but will be taken over by the Yan tribe instead!"
Baimu Qingfu smiled bitterly and shook his head, and stopped trying to persuade him. He knew that any further attempts to persuade him would be useless.
You might as well think of a way to save the lives of the grandfather and grandson.
With the strength of the Great Wizard at the peak of the eighth level and his influence in the alliance of eight tribes, he was not able to uphold justice for Guimu Tengchuan. He also felt resentful in his heart when he wanted to do it for Guimu Tengchuan.
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On the other side of the Langya Army's position, the roar of the black iron cannon finally stopped. A black iron cannon can fire up to three rounds and needs to be cooled with cold water.
"Stab, sting, sting," bucket after bucket of cold water was poured onto the red barrel, and a large white mist rose from the artillery position.
Under the envious eyes of everyone, the three thousand golden-armored warriors put away their battle formations, took out handfuls of Qi and Blood Pills, and swallowed them.
Ordinary people can only take one Qi and Blood Pill a day. As the level of a warrior increases, the number of Qi and Blood Pills that can be taken every day increases in the same proportion.
But beings like Golden Armored Warriors, who can take more than ten times the dosage of the same level, are the envy of everyone.
Even the third-level fire spirits behind him cast envious looks.
"They are the golden armored warriors of the Golden Armor Dynasty. They are exactly the same as those recorded in the ancient scrolls. Among the barbarians, they are the only ones with this ability!"
In mid-air, Qingluan opened his big eyes and shouted, as if he had discovered a new continent: "I know, it must be that in ancient times, a descendant of the Jinjia Dynasty migrated to the seventh plane!"
After finishing speaking, Qingluan raised his little face, hoping to hear a compliment, but turned around and saw that Elena and Xuan Hongyi were holding something called lipstick and muttering something in a low voice. They were so frustrated.
"Qingluan, you are so awesome, you even remember this kind of knowledge!" At the critical moment, the young master sent out a weak mental power to praise.
On the ground, as the artillery fire stopped, the sand army camp also began to put out the fire and repair the damaged city walls.
The two sides faced each other strangely, separated by a distance of five miles.
"To fight or not to fight?" Li Wenhao frowned and hesitated for a long time, but still could not give the order to attack.
He sent out troops today in a hurry. From 300,000 infantry, he only brought out 100,000.
Outside the sandy area, there is nothing to cover with a hundred thousand cavalry.
Once the infantry is allowed to enter the sand to attack, without the cover of the cavalry, even with the support of golden armored warriors and fire spirits, it is impossible to defeat them.
What's more, if the enemy has any large-scale quasi-esoteric spells, it will definitely be even worse in an environment like yellow sand.
Sending a small number of troops to try it is no different than risking death, and is not advisable.
For a moment, he had no idea.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now? Why don't we attack and I will take the lead?" Li Erkui couldn't bear it anymore and ran over excitedly.
"What are you causing trouble? Get out of here!" Li Wenhao glared angrily: "Send the order to the entire army to camp on the spot!
I don’t believe it anymore. We bombard them every two hours to see if they can survive?”
In the end, he thought of a solution that was not a solution. Anyway, it was to prevent the sand army from continuing to desertify the land.
He is not timid at all when it comes to fighting who has more Black Iron Cannons or who has more Spirits.
By chance, supplies from the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce were arriving one after another, so he took the time to strengthen his troops and train for battle formations.
He has more than 300,000 infantrymen and at least 60,000 to 70,000 warriors. Once he learns the black devil battle formation and the shadow killing battle formation suitable for night fighting, there will be sixty or seventy battle formations.
Even if the enemy has a large formation, he can still withstand it!
However, his plan to quickly capture Meishan failed, and it is likely that there will be a stalemate for a while.