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Chapter seven hundred and forty one is hard to guard against(2/2)

  It exploded with a rumble hundreds of steps away.
Wanyan Chizha came to his senses and immediately knew that these explosives were fire bombs from his own army.
About a quarter of an hour later, a dozen black shadows gradually grew in size and swooped down towards the ground.
Wanyan Chizha's body trembled, he shuddered and rubbed his eyes: "What a bastard!"
 Once again seeing someone flying into the sky on a hang glider and landing safely, the Queen still couldn't hide the astonishment she deserved in her bright eyes.
More than a dozen people fell to the ground without any danger, just like the little eunuchs.
Compared to the little eunuch who immediately got up and ran towards Wanyan Feixiong, the fifteen soldiers lay limp on the ground, breathing heavily, without the strength to stand up.
 It’s so fucking scary!
“Uncle Wang, what will happen if fire and thunder bullets fall from the sky into the infantry phalanx?”
Wanyan Chizha looked at the Queen and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
 “It’s hard to guard against it.”
Chapter completed!
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