At the same time as the loud noise, a shock wave carrying hot air also spread!

The unsuspecting tribesmen were knocked down almost instantly.

But the damage from the shock wave is not great.

After all, it's just black powder, and the distance is quite far.

But the downed Huns did not get up again, but lay on the ground trembling and muttering something.

Su Ying didn't know where he went.

Zhao Lang also reacted at this time.

Damn, there's something wrong with the leads, and the bamboo tube is too thick.

Only then did the gunpowder burn!

He no longer paid attention to this area, but ran towards the place where the explosives were placed before, shouting as he ran,

"I am a god!"

And as he roared loudly.

Waves of explosions followed!

At this time, Li Shang outside the camp looked at the camp in the firelight almost blankly.

In his eyes, thunder suddenly sounded in the camp of the Huns and barbarians!

At the same time, bursts of fire broke out, accompanied by strong winds!

A scene of divine punishment.

And in the meantime, Zhao Lang was running wildly like a horse.

Wherever he went, all the tribesmen knelt on the ground and did not dare to move even if they were trampled by horses.

Not long after, everyone in the entire camp, except for those barbarians who escaped, knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

See this scene.

Li Shang's mind went blank, what is this?

One man captured a large tribe?

It took a long time for Li Shang and others to react and quickly entered the camp to join Zhao Lang.

Looking at Zhao Lang, Li Shang felt that his legs were a little weak and he almost knelt down, so he quickly gave the gun to Zhao Lang first.

"What are you still doing? Tie him up quickly!"

Zhao Lang held Sha Po Lang in his hand, feeling a little safer.

But if these Huns react, they will definitely die.

Li Shang looked at the thousands of people filling the camp and said in a daze,

"How to tie this?"

Zhao Lang looked at the people on the ground and nodded. They only have so many people now, how can they be tied up?

He is now relying on God's intimidation to hold him down, but why would God need to kidnap someone?

Let alone killing, although Zhao Lang had no psychological burden for killing these Huns and barbarians who plundered the caravan, he really couldn't do it.

Looking at Xiao Liu on the side, Zhao Lang suddenly felt something in his heart and whispered,

"Xiao Liu, you are now the messenger of the gods!"

"Tell them what I say!"

Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Lang thought for a moment and said,

"Just say that they offended the gods, so they punished them with thunder!"

"Now I want them to offer sacrifices! Let them select a hundred strong men and tie them up."

"Then, everyone else will go to the sacred mountain deep in the grassland to repent!"

In their current situation, escorting a hundred people is already the limit.

When Xiao Liu heard Zhao Lang's outrageous request, even as a Black Ice Guard, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

According to his opinion, he should take the people away at this time.

They only have such a small number of people. If these thousands of people really rise up to resist, there will be absolutely no way to survive.

When Xiao Liu was about to speak, Zhao Lang patted him on the shoulder and said,

"Relax."

Xiao Liu then took a deep breath and spoke out Zhao Lang's words in a deep voice.

Soon, following Xiao Liu's words, the Huns and barbarians on the ground reacted.

Everyone lamented.

Zhao Lang looked at Xiaoliu,

"Boss, they are begging for forgiveness."

Zhao Lang glanced at these people, shook his head firmly and said,

"Just follow my request. If they don't listen, I will send down the divine thunder again!"

Xiao Liu immediately gritted his teeth and continued.

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

Then, following Xiaoliu's scolding, the tribesmen began to tie up the young men one by one.

The kidnapped people did not resist.

Instead, everyone began to sing songs in low voices.

Zhao Lang was confused and looked at Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liu explained with some surprise,

"Boss, they are singing a song to pray for God's forgiveness."

Zhao Lang blinked, okay, it seems these people have been punished.

Soon, a hundred tied up young men were left behind, and the others left the camp with some necessities, singing songs, and disappeared into the night.

This scene made Zhao Lang shiver all over. Is this the power of the gods?

One person can make thousands of people surrender and leave his companions behind.

Zhao Lang turned around and saw Li Shang looking at him with dull eyes.

"Brother Zhao... Lang, are you really... a god?"

Zhao Lang said angrily,

"If anyone talks to me about God again, I will beat him to death!"

"Don't be stunned, go save people!"

Damn it, they were brought here by Erhei,

"Master!"

When Goshit saw Zhao Lang, he shouted extremely excitedly.

After checking the other party's injuries, he found that it was okay and not serious.

He immediately whispered some words of comfort, saying that this was not the place to talk after all.

At this time, Shang Yan'er also came over with people from the caravan.

"Thank you sir for saving me."

Looking at this man who was close to her, Shang Yaner's thoughts were a little complicated.

Thinking about it again, he heard everything he said.

Her pretty face was slightly hot.

Others looked at Zhao Lang with a little awe.

They all saw what happened today.

Zhao Lang gave these people a cold look, even Shang Yan'er was no exception.

"This general is Zhao Lang, the centurion of the Great Qin Dynasty."

"No one is allowed to tell anyone what happened today."

"Otherwise, don't blame the ruthless military law! It will harm your relatives!"

Shang Yan'er's face froze, showing a trace of bitterness, and she leaned over and said at the same time with the others,
To be continued...