Ye Lingtian did not answer directly, but said lightly: "The Liang Kingdom is going to change its dynasty.

The shells hit the mountain roads on both sides of the pavilion accurately. The shells hit the rain.

The landing points on the obstacles and enemies were as accurate as piano talismans. After playing on the extended and twisty mountain road, Liang Xiwen clearly saw the exploded flowers, blooming with the explosion in the rainy night, and countless gravels and flesh flew up.

With the unscrupulous bombing of artillery shells, Liang Xiwen found that the originally deadly road to the back mountain was also flashing with figures. Countless men in black fled around under the bombardment of cannon fodder. Facing the cannon shells, masters and elites, they are all floating clouds. No matter how sharp the knife is, it is not as useful as a pit.

"There is indeed an enemy."

Liang Xiwen bit her lips and sighed. Amid the harsh sound of cannons and the rising fire, she could barely capture the enemy fleeing in the back mountain holding a crossbow, and the number was no less than 500. If they really evacuated from the back mountain, they would probably be shot into a hedgehog by the enemy at this moment.

Liang Xiwen couldn't help but secretly shouted luck, then glanced at Ye Lingtian with complicated eyes. Liang Yi, who was injured, also looked at Ye Lingtian, with a different kind of playfulness in his eyes. Then he looked at the shells on both sides of the cannonballs: "Strange, why are the shells only hitting both sides of the pavilion?"

"Do you want it to blow on our heads?"

Liang Xiwen frowned and said, "Although the facts proved that Liang Yi had nothing to do with the incident tonight, she still felt a little complaining and grief when she saw hundreds of Qingmen's children lying under the enemy's knife. Now she could not face Liang Xiang directly, so she could only mutter to Liang Yi.

Liang Yi smiled bitterly and did not respond. She also knew what Liang Xiwen was venting. Ye Lingtian, who was lying on the ground, sighed and relieved: "God loved us well, so let the shells stay away from us."

Liang Xiwen didn't say anything anymore, but instead turned his eyes to both sides of the shells.

She soon discovered the clues. The shells blasted the entire mountain road back and forth, which affected at least four or five thousand meters of distance, but no shell exploded in the pavilion and did not even involve the grass at the door. Liang Xiwen turned his head and looked at Ye Lingtian, as if he had captured something.

Changing dynasty? Liang Xiwen's expression became solemn, and she smelled a huge conspiracy.

"Boom!" When Liang Xiang looked at the cannon fire on Qingmen Mountain with a calm expression, he suddenly saw a howling sound coming from his left. The next second, a fire light rose, and the explosion sounded like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The huge fireball soared into the sky, and the waves of air caused the surrounding trees to shake.

The ground seemed to be experiencing an earthquake, and artillery shells poured on Liang Jun. When Liang Xiang fell down on the spot.

More than ten Prime Minister's Guards were blown into pieces, and their bulletproof vests were as fragile as paper matchboxes. They were bombarded by strong explosions. The weapons in their hands also flipped vertically in the air for a few moments before they fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!