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741 A hail of bullets? No, it's a war!

boom……

boom……

boom……

This time, Xuan Shaoqi was not disappointed. The number of five hundred finally opened the first wave of traps. This weight was enough to break the wooden board, and the cost of breaking the wooden board was that the sheep fell into the quicksand, and one

Just fall down.

"Bah ah..."

At the critical moment of life and death, the sheep did not care about looking for food. Fortunately, they did not fall. The sheep ran forward desperately, but at this time the power of gunpowder appeared.

"ignition!"

Following Feng Qingchen's order, only the sound of thunderbolt was heard. However, this sound was completely obscured by the sound of the attack, but the power it brought was not concealed. When the fuse was burned out,

The beauty that belongs to it finally blooms.

boom……

A huge explosion sounded, and under the impact of the gunpowder, the quicksand and the sheep were blown into the sky. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the aroma of roasted lamb.

Sheep heads and legs were flying all over the sky, and the screams were insignificant under the sound of explosions.

A hail of bullets?

No, this is called the flames of war. The entire battlefield is shrouded in the smell of gunpowder. Everyone is impressed by its powerful lethality. People who see this scene can't help but swallow their saliva. The people on Xuan Xiao's side are

His eyes were shining, and his face was full of enthusiasm.

The destructive power of this gunpowder is really strong. So many people were killed in an instant. I really admire it. It is a pity that this thing was brought by Jiuhuangshu and Wang Jinling, and the quantity they provided was limited.

Only one-third of the gunpowder was used in this exercise, which was really a waste, but otherwise, they would not have seen the effect of gunpowder.

The side attacking the city seemed a little timid. Seeing the dead state of the five hundred sheep, they all felt guilty. At the same time, they were thankful that they were testing the sheep, not themselves. Otherwise, if they exploded like this, they would have been killed.

It becomes meat sauce.

The explosion stopped, but the lethality it caused was still there, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke could be seen even from a distance.

"You knew this earlier, right?" It took a long time for Wang Jinling to recover from this epic scene.

This scene of flames soaring into the sky is so shocking that once you take a look at it, you will never forget it.

"Yes. There is something wrong with the quicksand." Uncle Nine Emperors answered the question. He knew what Wang Jinling was asking, but he didn't want to answer Wang Jinling's question.

"Who asked you if there was a problem with the quicksand? I already knew that, otherwise you wouldn't have sent five hundred soldiers to charge." Wang Jinling glared at Uncle Nine Emperors: "I'm talking about the explosive that killed Li Xiang in the first place.

People are just light dust."

Feng Qingchen was really brave. He actually dared to sneak into the palace to bury gunpowder. To bury gunpowder in the palace, Feng Qingchen couldn't do it alone. This man should have helped her.

"Yes." Uncle Nine Emperors didn't want to answer, but Wang Jinling asked so straightforwardly, how could he still pretend not to understand?

Once the gunpowder has been taken out, there is no point in reinstalling it. Unfortunately, this kind of thing is not without its weaknesses. For example, it is useless when exposed to water. For example, as long as its fuse is cut off, it will not be used.

It is inconvenient to carry, and it certainly takes time to light it. Only in this kind of battle, where people are concentrated, can it show its strength. Against an expert, the other party will notice it before you light it.

"Qingchen is really hot-tempered. To kill Li Xiang and use such a powerful thing is really a big deal." Wang Jinling thought for a long time, and finally could only praise Feng Qingchen for his generosity.

Such a weapon can kill the emperor of a country, but it is a bit wasteful to use it to kill Li Xiang.

The Nine Emperors Uncle glanced at Wang Jinling, stopped talking, and continued to do his own sand table deduction. He used 500 lives to detonate the war. This time, the Nine Emperors Uncle sent out 10,000 people. There were 3,000 of these 10,000 people, carrying long wooden boards.

Rush forward.

"Blast again!" Wang Jinling had to put away other thoughts and concentrate on dealing with the Nine Emperors Uncle's attack, and at the same time opened the second and third lines of defense.

It is almost impossible to block these ten thousand people with explosives and quicksand traps alone, and Uncle Nine Emperors does not care. Let the army rush forward, reposition the gunpowder, and ignite the fuse. It will take time, and in this gap

, enough for ten thousand troops to move forward. Of course, the premise is that the road ahead is smooth enough and there is no way to go.

Go, go, go...

Taking advantage of the raging war to rush forward, Xuan Shaoqi also mobilized 10,000 men and rushed forward. The 10,000 soldiers were able to rush through the defense line, put up the planks, and quickly retreated, not daring to go forward.

There was a dead end ahead, and they didn't dare to run.

"Report, after calculation, we can kill at least 3,000 people just now." The captain in charge of placing the gunpowder quickly calculated the numbers.

"Very good, notify the blue team that the other side has lost three thousand people again." This is an exercise, not a real battle. Of course, human lives will not be sacrificed. The deduction of the Nine Emperors Uncle and Wang Jinling is similar. After all, the fuse is installed and lit.

The time was the same, but Nine Emperors Uncle sacrificed 300 fewer people than Xuan Shaoqi.

"You have a slight advantage." Wang Jinling smiled.

Uncle Nine Emperors glanced at Wang Jinling coldly. This had just begun and everything was still unknown.

"Haha." Wang Jinling smiled and said nothing. He was sure of victory today and just wanted to see how to gain a greater advantage.

The two armies fought again, and Xuan Shaoqi used sheep instead of people. After going to the trench, Xuan Shaoqi also used wooden planks to build a bridge, but sheep were still smarter than humans. This time, the casualties were heavy, and a thousand sheep died just like that.

Feng Qingchen looked at the casualty data that had risen in an instant, and reminded him: "Let Xuan Shaoqi save his time. Don't go to Xuanxiao Palace, and all the soldiers in hand will die."

The so-called soldiers refer to the flock of sheep used to test the road. They can't really find 30,000 sheep, so they can only use this as the base number instead.

Soon, the messenger replied: "The palace master said, please be merciful."

"There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, let him not think about it." Feng Qingchen roared back without thinking.

Several agency bosses smiled crazily, made two pots of tea early, and drank it leisurely.

The other party was still far away from Xuanxiao Palace and lost five thousand men and horses, but no one on their own side died. How could this not make them happy?

When the 10,300 people rushed towards the third line of defense, less than 6,000 were left, more than 4,800 were killed, and there were 20,000 people behind who could not keep up.

This time, because there were no wooden boards in the quicksand, Xuan Shaoqi only used 300 people to get 7,000 people to rush in. When more than 19,000 people from outside rushed in, only 10,000 were left.

Eight thousand people.

Thirty thousand people only broke through two lines of defense, and only about 24,000 people remained. It has to be said that this number of deaths is not generally high, and this was arranged under the mechanisms and traps of the Xuanxiao Palace.

, if we didn’t know, maybe these 30,000 people on the first line of defense would have all been sacrificed.

In comparison, Uncle Nine Emperors is much more cunning...

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