Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Damn it, what kind of thing are these bastards holding in their hands, how can they be so lethal!

Tunnel fire gun... Listening to the name, is it really some kind of fire gun?

But he remembered that the most powerful firecrackers in the Shenji Battalion of the Forbidden Army they Fuli didn't look like this.

Moreover, how could the troublesome and inconvenient item of the firecracker penetrate his battle armor so easily!

Wen Yulang frowned, knowing his battle armor, but he took great pains to hire the best craftsmen in Quanfuli, exhausted tens of catties of fine iron and lined it with raw lint, and it was all over the place. Made it almost six months ago.

That battle armor is known as "invulnerable to swords and guns", and there are thousands of pieces of armor on the body of the armor (I really didn't find out how many pieces of normal mountain armor, this is an estimate, there may be a big difference, so don't look into it carefully), Even his elder brother tried his best, but he couldn't smash so many armor pieces with one shot, but this group of bastards just broke his armor with such a light blow?
An inconspicuous daze flashed across the man's eyes—if all the firearms in the Ping army were like this blunderbuss...

Then they still leave it here and break it with a shovel?
——Just cast all the votes and forget it, anyway, I was going to move to Ren Ganping.

Wen Yulang pursed his lips and rubbed the blood stained on his fingertips. He felt a little more tired for no reason. If his father hadn't been there, he really wanted to surrender to the opponent on the spot—hitting him with a hammer, he might as well go home and plant a seed. to go.

The man's mind turned a thousand times in an instant, but Old General Wen, who had been silent for a long time, took a slight step forward after the flying armor.

Four or five dandies holding firearms switched the firearms in their palms following his movements, Wen Jin stared fixedly at those black holed muzzles, and sighed wistfully.

"But you are seven points like Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess when you were young."

"Just... tie it up for you, and then let's go up the mountain?"

"Old General Wen, this fine noodle was specially brought to you by someone ordered by the junior."

"But having said that, old general," the young man scratched his head. No one told him before that Wen Yulang was not only alopecia areata but also a clean freak, and the development of the situation is a little bit out of his control. "Do you know this junior?"

When he leaned over, his head just bumped into a short table in the tent, and everyone heard a loud "bang", and the short table on the thin wooden desk was almost punched out of a hole.

"The guards in your camp are indeed strict enough." Mo Junli nodded, pointing at the three bowls of small noodles on the case while talking, with a playful look in his eyes, "but ordinary people can't stand it The word 'eat'."

hiss--

"Okay, Your Highness, hurry up, so you don't miss the hour later." The old general's eyes slowed down, and he put his hands behind his back quite consciously. Seeing this, the dudes couldn't help but look at each other until Mo After Jun Li urged her, she dared to cautiously take out the few bundles of hemp rope they had prepared earlier in the morning.

——Although he didn't eat noodles, he was thirsty and drank an extra bowl of soup! !

Don't you want to scream in your dreams?

"The junior added two or two laxatives to it."

Wen · alopecia areata · jade · cleanliness · Lang Sheng has nothing to love, Mo Junli twitched his lips uncontrollably three times after hearing what he meant: "This is just to be on the safe side."

Wen Yan, who had been slapped on the wrist before and was absent for a while, turned around and suddenly covered his throat. Everyone saw him staring at the empty porcelain bowl on the table as if he had seen a ghost, and then jumped his eyelids and screamed loudly: "...Wait a minute, where do you think you took the Mongolian sweat medicine??"

"It's just in the big water tank in your kitchen. Is there any problem?" Xiao Hongze, who had completed this "great task" by himself, raised his eyes when he heard the sound. At this time, he also became a little more confused.

Therefore, from the moment the bag of flour mixed with medicine was sent into the camp, their people had already lost completely.

"We have been cooperating for a long time, and we are all here..." Xiao Hongze, who faintly felt the smell, tied the hemp rope and muttered softly, and Mo Junli poked his head viciously in response: "Yes, Otherwise, do you think I will only come out with laxatives and perspiration medicine?"

"Grandpa Guo and Sister Mu will be playing drums on the other side of Xianshui this afternoon. In order to win the battle quickly, this junior needs to temporarily shake the morale of your army."

He bent down to pick up a piece of armor on the ground that had been broken by lead, and when he spoke again, his voice became a little more playful: "The guards of my big camp should be called strict."

For example, when these people rushed in just now, there was a gust of "demon wind" brought by the curtain of the big tent, for example, the sporadic snoring that he could vaguely hear now...

Forget it, it would be quicker for him to die directly.

"Okay," the young man shrugged, "By the way, this junior poured a bottle of special sweat medicine into the water tank in your army's kitchen."

"...What is that? Otherwise, Your Highness, you can just tell us what we should do next, and the old minister can't continue acting." Seeing his grandson fainted by the trick, Old General Wen couldn't hold back anymore. He gave up the door frame he had been holding on the spot, kicked Wen Yulang's ass angrily, and Mo Junli became a little numb after hearing the words, so he had to forcefully squeeze out a few words.

"How did you break in?" The old man frowned slightly and asked softly, but an undetectable smile quietly appeared in his pupils.

——Except for old general Wen Jin, the rest of the Wen family, one big and one small, seem to be different from what they imagined. I don’t know if this is his illusion. He feels that Wen Yulang and Wen Yan... seem a little crazy ?
"Oh, it's over." Wen Yan smiled, and fell back on the ground with a "boom" in the next breath.

Seeing this, all the dandies felt their scalps go numb, gasped in unison, and silently lifted the firecrackers in their hands.

It's a good head.

At this moment, they were very glad that they had never seriously opposed the Seventh Highness and the others, otherwise they would have been the ones who would have smashed through the small coffee table even though they ran around today! !

The young man was surprised: "Hey, so, do you have other medicines, Your Highness?"

"? Why do you need to add a bottle of sweat medicine after taking laxatives!" Wen Yulang, who caught the strange point suddenly, stared in horror. He suddenly felt that his legs were a little soft, "Then those people outside... ..."

"Oh?" Wen Jin looked at that side with a half-smile, "Only two or two laxatives?"

After all, since they have the ability to pour laxatives and sweat medicines into the water tank and flour openly, they also have the ability to instill the gut-wrenching poison into their entire camp without anyone noticing.

This... He doesn't want this camp and this group of soldiers anymore! !
The man suddenly cried and mourned. Once he had an idea in his mind, he felt that there were flaws everywhere.

"The old minister doesn't recognize His Highness." Wen Jin shook his head, his eyes filled with indescribable complexity and relief—although this brat's method of attacking the camp today was a bit compromised, his soldiers never tire of deceit. Not as good as others, he can be regarded as convincing to lose.

"Yes," the young man nodded, and took out a bunch of bottles and small paper packages from his arms, "I also have tickling powder, Shunqi pill, Ruanjin powder, mist, hook kiss, crane top red , pull the machine and see the blood to seal the throat."

"Would you like to have a taste? Old Xiao."

Xiao Hongze refused firmly: "No, Your Highness."

This is two chapters released on a regular basis. When it was published, someone should still be sleeping. When I get up, theoretically there will be another 1-3 chapters.

This chapter is really fun to write, the resourceful image of the second uncle and cousin suddenly collapsed, I laughed to death hahahahahahahahaha