The sky gradually became brighter in the Dangkou Temple Gufeng Canyon position.

Hu *ping couldn't help but be overjoyed, pointed to the Huihuan in the upper left corner, and said to Wen Shuai: "Did you see?"

The Hu people at the foot of the mountain returned to their cannon positions.

The Hu Qianmao looked at the smoke rising from the security team's position and couldn't help laughing.

"This time the Southern Barbarians encountered Hui Hui cannons. They had only a crossbow and had no strength to use them, so they could only be beaten." While watching Hui Hui cannons keep changing personnel and firing again, he felt extremely happy.

The Hu centurion and his personal soldiers put the giant thunder in the sky into the snatch, ignited the lead and shouted loudly: "Pull it up."

Amid the squeaking sound of grinding teeth, the bucket was finally about to reach the highest point.

"Start," the centurion just shouted this sound when suddenly a very painful voice: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The centurion couldn't help but cover his right hand with his left hand, and looked at the other Hu people and shouted.

He couldn't help but burst into tears and shouted, "Run, run, run."

After saying that, he covered his arms while running away desperately.

If he didn't run away, he would meet the King of Hell. The giant thunder in the cottage that was holding a bucket was falling quickly from above while black smoke was emitting.

The centurion ran ten steps and heard a violent explosion sound of "rumbling".

Then he felt something like a mountain behind him pushing him, and many sharp knives kept cutting his back behind him.

The mountain-like pressure caused a heavy blow to his lungs, almost causing his breathing to stop.

He spat a mouthful of blood and continued to run for five steps, his eyes lit up, and he staggered for another five steps, and could no longer help fainting.

After all, he was a centurion and reacted in time. Although he was seriously injured, he still saved his life.

Most of his fifty subordinates did not have this good luck. They exploded after just five steps, and most of them were killed.

Even if it was not blown to death, it was crushed to death by a reciprocating cannon that was broken into two pieces.

The centurion didn't know that he was lucky, and this explosion did not detonate the giant copycat bombardment in the wooden box.

Otherwise, it would cause a big explosion and he would definitely not be able to escape death.

Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen felt too frustrated at the lonely peak of Dangkou Temple.

Like Hu *ping and Wen Shuai, Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen are also pairs of partners.

Xiong Zezhong has excellent eyesight, and Yun Shuchen aims very accurately.

Last night, they cooperated and fired all the fifteen Hui guns in the east into squints.

But I never expected that the Huihui cannon was like a cockroach, and could only be injured, not killed.

Although they kept attacking Huihui cannons, after about a stick of incense, the Huihui cannons began to fire again.

"What's going on?" Yun Shuchen pounded the ground with his fist, "Isn't it effective? Didn't Chen aim?"

Xiong Zezhong narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, then looked up at the faint moon in the sky, falling into deep thought.

Seeing Yun Shuchen launching the Shadowless Cannon again, he suddenly realized: "I understand."

"What do you understand?" Yun Shuchen asked in confusion.

Xiong Zezhong took out the lead bullet, took out the torch and looked carefully, and said, "This lead bullet can only hurt people, not kill people."

"Does those Hu people bandaged and then fired?" Yun Shuchen thought for a while and couldn't help asking.

Xiong Zezhong shook his head: "The doctor of the Hu people is not as good as a security team, and the pain is very unbearable and has caused them to lose their ability to shoot. It should be another group of people."

"When Chen heard this from Zhongzhi (Xiang Ze's Chinese character)." Yun Shuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the sky finally started to brighten, Xiong Zezhong and Yun Shuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiong Zezhong stared at the constantly firing reflex cannon on the right and said to Yun Shuchen, in the upper right corner.

Yun Shuchen narrowed his eyes and aimed at his assistant, shouting, "Light."

"Boom," the muzzle gushed out of the anger of several people and flew towards the rewind cannon again.

The centurion watched the bucket rise again, and couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Start!"

As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt the poisonous bee staring at him hard, and tears almost flowed out of pain.

"Ahhh," he sewed and refused to shout, but his men couldn't help but scream loudly.

The four-horse carriages were all very happy when they saw the security team rising smoke, and their morale rose sharply.

Nanman, you have today, this valley pass will definitely be captured this time.

The Hu people tried their best to beat the horse and ran towards the valley.

As we ran, a huge thing of more than 100 kilograms fell from the sky, and there was also black smoke.

That thing was much bigger than their wooden box cottage, and he hurried to stop the horses, but it was too late.

"Boom" The giant cottage bombarded the sky thunder exploded, and the three people on the carriage felt a huge force throwing them into the air.

I have ascended to heaven. Is this the feeling of ascending to heaven? So much so that my body was hit by ceramic fragments as if I had forgotten it.

The groom looked down and saw that not only the three of them had ascended to heaven, but even the horses had ascended to heaven.

Rumble, rumble, and the wooden box suddenly fell from the carriage. The thunder lead of the counterfeit thunder hit a spark, causing a series of explosions. At this time, the three people on the carriage finally completely lost consciousness.

"This is the real power of the shadowless cannon." Xiong Zezhong couldn't help but sigh when he saw their simple shadowless cannon, one of the Hu people's reel cannons and one carriage was destroyed.

Yun Shuchen shook his head and said, sighing, "It's a pity that it also has weaknesses, that is, only during the day can he play his true role."

"It's enough, it's good to be able to play a role in the daytime. Next one." Kumazaka said.

"My thirty Hui Hui cannons were destroyed by the Nanman. What should I do?" Kneel knelt on the ground with a thud, raised his hands towards the sky, and shouted in grief.

Katarou held his head and shook his head: "You can destroy the cannon, and my carriage has almost no way to survive, what should I do?"

After the two of them said that, they hugged each other and burst into tears.

"The Southern Man did not please much. At least a few hundred casualties last night." Baman looked at the two of them hugging each other and cried bitterly, comforting them.

When the two heard Baman's voice, they finally let go and knelt in front of him: "General Ba, what should we do with our two thousand men?"

Now, except for personal soldiers, the two have almost become single commanders.

"You have made thousands of casualties in the Southern Barbarians and made great contributions. I will ask for me." Baman thought for a while and proposed a solution.

Exaggerating the casualties of the opponent is of course one of the shortcuts to establish military achievements.

Kataru thought for a while and reminded: "General Ba, I don't know if he has discovered it. It's difficult to defend the attack on the Southern Barbarians at night?"

"That is, during the day, it is the world of the Southern Barbarians, and at night, it is the world of the warriors." Baman nodded and said in his heart.

Katarou hurriedly complimented: "General Ba is wise."

Baman was happy on the surface, but found the weakness of the security team, but in fact he was very sad.

The Khanate warriors have always attacked with dignity and openness. When did they become despised mice and rely on sneak attacks to win?

However, now they cannot find a better way to attack the security team.

"What, the Khanate Warriors must attack at night to win? When did the Khanate Warriors become as timid as a mouse? Is this the reason for your failure?" Hadroki suddenly stood up from the chair and threw the teacup in his hand at Wande.

He was so afraid to dodge, so he bit the bullet and let the hot tea enter through the armor.

Hadroki was promoted from ten thousand men to ten thousand men, but he was never convinced.

Before Hadroki was promoted to 30,000 captains, he was the 10,000 captains.

But today's war completely defeated all his pride.

For today's war, they prepared for a long time, whirlwind cannon carriage attacks in the short range, revive cannon long range attacks, and Yinshi offensive tactics.

They had cyclone carriages and red cannons to cover them, and the key was that they were still sneaking into the night.

It can be said that the Khanate used all the methods and equipment that could be thought of.

Although he took advantage of the night at night, all the results of the battle were destroyed during the day, and the losses were far greater than those of the other party.

I never expected that the best weapon and the best attack time would end in failure.

However, it cannot be said that it was a complete failure. At least they still caused "thousands of casualties" of the security team. The key is to find the best way to attack the security team and attack at night.

Wande thought about it and said sincerely: "General Ha, the shadowless cannon of the Southern Barbarians is the best way to attack before it finds the weapon to deal with."

He didn't believe that Hadroki had a better way to attack, he was betting.

Hadroki breathed out and finally sat down.

A personal soldier stepped forward to make tea for him with a new tea cup, and he fell into deep thought while drinking tea.

Seeing Hadroki fall into deep thought, Wande bowed to Zhang Liang, hoping that he would help him speak.

The tea started to burn, but it would soon become cold. After all, it was late autumn and he was worried.

He wanted to go back to change clothes, but Hadroki didn't speak, so he had no courage to go back.

He was wearing armor, which was colder than cotton and fur clothes, and maybe he caught a cold.

In ancient times, catching a cold was not a trivial matter, after all, medicine is far inferior to later generations.
To be continued...