Boom!

Hundreds of red-clothed cannons lined up in a row and bombarded wildly.

It was taken down from the Sea God and sent by the large army all night long. At this moment, all of them were sent.

As soon as Daxia supplies arrived, it almost made the injury to Japan's families that were not wealthy.

Bang bang bang bang!

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Blast them!"

"Make Taizheng and Wuzhi tremble!"

Zhang Han stood in front, screaming and screaming, young and energetic, but also extremely passionate.

The soldiers directly slapped the red-clothed cannon at a speed of smoke.

One shot after another, the bombardment of Nishino Castle was trembling continuously, black smoke filled the city walls and the city walls continued to explode.

Japanese people ran away with their heads and screamed in pain.

"ah!"

Boom!

A shell fell down and landed on the enemy's earth-made cannon. It immediately split into pieces and the cannon tubes soared into the sky.

Then it fell heavily.

Click!

Several Japanese soldiers were smashed into pieces and their skulls were cracked, screaming in shock.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg. In the huge Nishino City, there are such bombing effects everywhere, and countless Japanese people were bombed down.

The Japanese commanders were even more scared.

At first glance, the artillery fire broke out in the sky, and the city was trembling.

Qin Yun made a cup of tea, walked to the front of the formation coquettishly, stood behind the red cannon, looked at the other party's miserable situation, and took a sip of tea.

How comfortable the wind blows my hair.

"Zhang Han, the cannon fodder has fallen into His Majesty's teacup!" someone shouted.

Zhang Han slapped his subordinates in the head and shouted: "Be careful!"

"Yes, yes!" The soldier immediately stayed a little further away.

The picture is extremely humorous.

The atmosphere between the enemy and us is one heaven and one earth.

"Tsk, something is missing." Qin Yun suddenly frowned.

Mr. Feng and others were shocked when they heard this: "Your Majesty, what are you referring to?"

Qin Yun came back to his senses and smiled bitterly, "No, nothing."

He thought to himself that I wanted to have a cigarette, but there was no such thing in this era. I don’t know if there is this plant in the West, so people will look for it in the future.

"Okay, boring."

"The Japanese army is helpless and has no new tricks. I am leaving. Let Zhang Han and others guard me for the enemy's dead soldiers."

"It's too cold. I'm going to stay in Xiye City tonight. If I can't sleep well, that boy Zhang Han won't want to sleep well."

He spit out a mouthful of white mist, his tone lightly.

Zhang Han, who was not far away, suddenly felt a sudden stern when he heard it.

He shouted: "Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

"If you can't take Nishino Castle tonight, I will come and see you!"

After saying that, he yelled back, full of enthusiasm: "Deputy General, Deputy General!"

"Pull up all the fifty red-clothed cannons left by me and fire at the city wall!"

"yes!"

There was a roar in response, and the voice was rolling, extremely passionate.

Immediately afterwards, Nishino Castle became even worse and completely became a shooting range for red cannons.

The deafening explosion was heard, accompanied by the screams of thousands of Japanese people, deafening.

They dared not retreat, and they would be attacked if they retreated, but wherever they stood, they were completely targeted by bombing, and they couldn't even take advantage of the earth cannon.

Power, range, all-round suppression!

This is almost a war without suspense.

In this era, Qin Yun directly achieved the "technology dimensionality reduction strike"!

Rear tent.

The brazier is vigorous, dispelling the cold of winter.

Countless troops guarded the place into a wall of iron.

Bang.

Qin Yun sat on a rocking chair wrapped in white tiger skin, extremely leisurely.

Xianren Mountain defeated Japan's last bit of national strength, so his personal experience was not needed on the battlefield. It just so happened that Zhang Han and other young people could be trained.

When he gets old, he will be an assistant to the Crown Prince Qin Rui.

"Your Majesty, letter to your family."

Mr. Feng suddenly approached and handed a thick letter with his wrinkled hands.

Qin Yun took it immediately, with a smile on his face!

The happiest thing he has now is receiving a letter from home.

Not only are there the concerns and concerns of Empress Xiao, the head teacher’s wife and others, but also the words “Tianyao, Jincheng and the other little kids”.

The words are tender, but the most tender.

He looked and smiled foolishly.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Mr. Feng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but smile. Seeing Qin Yun laughing so happily, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but open.

"Huh!"

"Old Feng, I have something to write to you." Qin Yun said.

Hearing this, the white-haired plump old man was stagnant, and his wrinkled palms were a little cramped at this moment. He wanted to go forward to receive the letter, but he didn't dare.

The eyes were slightly moist.

Qin Yun looked at it and his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

He has never married in his life and has given all his sacrifices for himself. The only relatives are probably himself and the people from the palace.

"Old Feng, take a look."

"It's Rui'er Tianyao and the others who asked you to go back and take them to catch fireflies."

As he said that, Qin Yun stood up and smiled: "There are these little guys, where can I find fireflies in winter."

He stretched out his hands and pressed Feng Lao to his comfortable tiger-skinned chair.

Feng Lao trembled: "Your Majesty, you can't do it!"

"I order you to sit down!" Qin Yun glared.

Old Feng was bitter and had to sit down.

Looking at the letter, he gradually became immersed in the short three lines of words. He read it over and over again, his eyes turned red and laughed.

"Your Majesty, the prince is growing up, his handwriting is so handsome that he is talking more and more."

He sighed excitedly.

Qin Yun smiled and said with a little smugness: "Of course, I won't see whose son it is!"

"I hope he can keep it going."

Old Feng's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

I want to say something, but I feel it is too much to say.

I finally had to speak.

Sudden!

"Report!"
To be continued...