Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 479 Thunder God Wanger
Life must have a sense of ritual, and so does war!

On the bank of the river, tens of thousands of men were entangled with each other with their big guys, fighting each other inextricably. They kept smashing hard and heavy things into each other's bodies, and the bright red viscous liquid splashed everywhere. The exhausted bodies lying on the ground are also piled up like hills. Whether they are from Qingzhou or Liaodong, they are all panting and red-eyed.

right here?The duel between the two armies came to a critical juncture. Suddenly, Wang Hou's army, which was closely knit together, separated suddenly, and a strange sedan chair suddenly appeared on the battlefield. There was a sense of mystery in this strange sedan chair. Feeling extravagant, eight people were wearing heavy helmets, but had no weapons in their hands. They were only carrying sedan chairs. Thirty-two iron men were wrapped in steel armor, even their faces were wrapped in steel armor. Around the sedan chair, it was torn into the battlefield as fiercely as a Doll Gundam.

And while slashing and slashing with long knives, they roared loudly.

"Eternal fire, Taiyi God!"

The sedan chair is not some great general, not even a statue of a god, but just a stone railing, and within the railing, a ball of fire is burning. The most dazzling thing is around the sedan chair, four three-legged golden crows made of pure gold, surrounded by silver clouds. Against the background, it is dazzling as if it has come to life.

To say that such a precious sedan chair is placed on a chaotic battlefield, it is like meat buns beating dogs in front of a large group of soldiers, but the Chinese army is fighting the bravest and most fearless Goguryeo mountain soldiers. The Golden Crow and the forty Flaming Rose Knights protecting the sedan chair subconsciously retreated to the left and right, looking around here in amazement from a distance.

No one took the initiative to fight forward, because the three-legged Golden Crow is also the totem god of the Goguryeo people!
Looking at the sedan chair full of mystery in the ceremony, the hearts of these brave but ignorant mountain people couldn't help throbbing.

Under such circumstances, just now on the battlefield, the full-fledged Rose Knight roared and waved the bloody saber, and actually tore through the formation of the Yanliao army and entered the bandit formation.

But people are still people after all, not the three golden crows who were killed and wounded all over the place. The ferocity of the Goguryeo people was aroused again. The spear was about to come, and the sound of clanging irons gradually sounded beside the sedan chair. After all, there were few people, and the 32 knights with high martial arts skills could only be stretched left and right, and it was difficult to turn offense into defense.

But just when this weird special force was about to be submerged in the sea of ​​the Yanliao army, another change happened. In the clear weather, a huge thunder suddenly exploded on the flat ground, and the huge roar even overwhelmed everyone for a while. Despite the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the two armies, which were fighting each other to the point of incompatibility, also turned their heads in astonishment and looked eastward.

While they were looking around, a white smoke exploded above the densely packed heads of the two armies. Amid the sound of crackling like rain, more than a dozen Yan and Liao armies fell to the ground twitching inconceivably.

Bang~
A Goguryeo centurion who was waving a knife and calling out to his subordinates to fight also fell to the ground with a bang. On his forehead, a puff of white smoke mixed with the smell of burnt meat came out. Looking closely, his head was black. In the hole, a lead bead the size of a pill is slowly fading red.

"Eternal Fire!!!"

In the astonishment of the entire army, the rose knights who were protecting the sedan chair gave up even fighting, thrust a saber in front of them, knelt down on the ground in front of countless fierce and terrified Goguryeo people, and prayed loudly.

"The God of Taiyi has manifested! The God of Taiyi is really a goddamn manifestation!"

The more excited roars erupted from the mouths of the Liaodong Brigade and the Daocheng Brigade, which had been panting and scarred from fighting. In the excitement, even the heavy infantry threw away the long axes in their hands and pulled out the sidearms worn around their waists. Armed with a knife, he rushed into the crowd of people on the opposite side like a lunatic, completely giving up defense, slashing and slashing with bloody knives.

There was thunder one after another, and fatal attacks from unknown sources kept falling on the head. Amidst the huge roar, the fallen Yan Liao army either had their heads burst or their mouths were bright red, and they were suddenly spat with chicken blood. The Qingzhou army's crazy crit, the morale of these northern barbarians melted like a scorching sun and snow.

I don't know who was the first to throw down their weapons, and fled to the back with panic and screaming regardless. One led two, and five led ten. The huge and dense Yan-Liao coalition army is like a big snow in spring. quickly melted away.

"The Gongsun thief is defeated! Kill him!"

The anxiety and irritability accumulated in the hard battle, shouting, the black Qingzhou army soaked into the khaki Yanliao army like sulfuric acid, stirring up a red chemical reaction, the land in the north of the Dongni River, inch by inch With blood, Qingzhou took it back.

It seems that once, relying on the firearms from time travel, Wang Hou won the victory like a Spaniard crushing a Native American, but upon closer inspection, the situation is completely different!

Artillery is indeed a weapon of war, and it has not reached the level of a myth. Yuan Chonghuan has so many cannons in red, but he has never been a Jianzhou Jurchen who fights horses and knives.

There are five cannons on the top of the mountain. Even Wang Hou’s cannonballs are modeled on the shrapnel shells used by the Yankees in the Civil War. One cannon has 64 shot puts the size of a pill, each of which can kill one person. One hundred two, three thousand two in ten rounds, one hundred rounds is required to kill 3 people, this is still the most ideal situation, people will run and escape, in reality, even one day of beating may not kill them A thousand or so.

That's why good steel has to be used wisely. Wang Hou directed today's battle in this way. First, he forcibly crossed the river, and fought with Yan and Liao's army as hard as he could. Pretend to bring out the eternal fire, and then suddenly use this trick.

In the Battle of Feishui, the former Qin army was defeated by fear, and the fear came from the unknown. The number of Yan and Liao troops was far less than that of the former Qin army of one million, and the quality was still higher. Therefore, Wang Hou used this to create a larger army. The unknown came and made these northern barbarians fearful.

In fear, the Yanliao army collapsed!Under the sound of intense thunder, the bravest Goguryeo mountain people scurried around.

But looking at this scene, Wang Hou couldn't be happy, he was panting violently against the several arrows on his body, and at the same time he was crying and muttering with a painful face.

"One shot, Zhang Cun pissed for a year! Two shots! Li Cun'er's piss is gone! If you let it go, Zhao Cun and Xu Cun also pissed for nothing! Auntie, grandma, take it easy!"

The gunpowder industry in this era is worse than that of the Ming Dynasty. I don’t know how many corners have turned, and we have to keep it secret. Wang Hou ordered that the output of boiling nitrate for one year is not enough for Zhuge Ying to fight for a day!

On the premise that there were only five cannons, Wang Hou slapped his thigh sadly when he saw another cannon roar.

"Now, even the one who has been peeing in Jiaocheng for half a year has been beaten. Someone hurry up and tell that prodigal girl to stop beating her!"

(End of this chapter)