Heavenly Dao Formula

"We are under attack!" someone shouted.

　　 "Report, no attacker was seen!"

　　 "Idiot, right in front of you!"

　　 "Who will help me-it hurts!"

　　 Various sounds one after another, coupled with scattered gravel and tumbling dust, made the position chaotic for a while.

Hojo Saku turned his head and looked to his side. There was a sudden "empty" on the ground fifty steps away. The soldier who was still standing fell to the ground horizontally, and the artillery that was supposed to be pointed at the entrance of the street was now horizontal. At the steps of the granary, and there was a long blood trail below it.

　　 Attack?

　　 By the way, he did see sparks from the house before!

　　 Hojo Sasa felt that his temporarily interrupted consciousness was connected again-although I don't know what the princess was using, the sneak attack was definitely launched from there!

　　 "The second and third groups five degrees westward, aiming at the houses on South First Street!" He drew out the katana and walked to the team to supervise the battle. As an iron cannon who followed the general in many siege battles against evil horses, he was not a rookie in the first battle. He knew all the firearms that these practitioners could not look down upon. Hojo Saku firmly believes that as long as the number of such weapons is large enough, they can also become the core force in determining the battle. He is not an emotional person, but he can sit on an equal footing with the greatly favored family settlers, relying on firearms.

　　 With a clear order, the chaos was immediately suppressed, and two groups of artillery began to act accordingly. They pushed the heavy gun mount, aimed it at the house where the sparks had just been emitted, and re-adjusted the angle to fix the muzzle.

　　 "Two bursts, let go!"

　　The fireman then pierced the red hook into the ignition port.

　　The iron cannon burst out with flames!

　　 "Second shot preparation——"

The people on the side of 　　 immediately followed, cleared the barrel, filled the cartridges and shells, and stuffed it with a wooden pole. "Ready!"

　　 "Let it go!"

　　 30 breaths, this interval proved that his troops were not intimidated by the enemy's sneak attack, and the reloading time was still maintained at the excellent level during training!

　　 Hojo Saku looked at the bombed house-three out of the four shells hit, with different angles of incidence, and a large gap had been knocked out in the wall. If there is a princess's troops stationed inside, they should have been smashed into blood by a cannonball at this moment.

　　 However, the fact is that Xia Fan left the townhouse the same way after finishing the first shot.

　　 When he changed a place to squat, the enemy had just finished the first round of counterattack.

　　 So he stretched out the guide rail from another window.

　　 The projectile box was on the right side, Xia Fan could complete the reloading by himself, and he noticed that a guy dressed completely different from the other soldiers of Dongsheng country came to the front of the battlefield. Judging from the posture of the opponent holding a scimitar, it seems that he is a general.

　　 So he lowered the muzzle slightly and included this person in the hit zone.

　　 As the enemy finished the second round and everyone was eagerly observing the results of the battle, Xia Fan launched the improved streamer technique again!

　　 The turbulent current flows into the track along one end of the handle, then passes through the tail wing of the projectile into the loop on the other side, and finally leads into the ground.

　　 And the huge electromagnetic force generated on the guide rail in this process pushes the projectile to accelerate continuously until it comes out with electric sparks and hot air!

　　 A scene similar to before appeared in the enemy's position.

Regrettably, this projectile did not directly hit the commander as Xia Fan expected. Instead, it swept past its side and hit the tail of another iron cannon—even if it was only two hundred meters away. , The accuracy of the railgun can’t reach the point where it can be hit. Obviously, the processing level seriously restricts its due strength.

　　 Just when Xia Fan was about to change his seat to give full play to the flexibility of the organ beast, a deafening roar suddenly exploded, and even the house trembled.

　　 He turned around, and a scorching wind was oncoming him.

　　 I saw a red and black fireball rising from the enemy's position in the distance, and the fierce explosive wind overturned all the surrounding obstacles, including people! The fireball quickly disappeared, replaced by a billowing smoke, which soon passed over the top of the granary like a mushroom in bloom.

　　 This is... the gunpowder has exploded?

Xia Fan immediately realized that by chance, a fragment of the projectile just hit the enemy’s ammunition—the current and the high temperature caused by the impact were still there. As long as it was in contact with flammable objects, it could be instantly Burn.

　　 At this moment, the princess blew the horn of attack!

　　According to the agreement, Xia Fan will shoot three to four times, depending on the degree of ablation of the track and the amount of air in his body. Ideally, it can destroy two positions and open up at least one safe passage for the army.

　　 But Ning Wanjun obviously didn't wait for the notification rigidly. When she saw the enemy's position suddenly exploded, she gave the charge to charge.

　　 "Everyone, come with me!"

　　 Amidst the long whining of the horn, the princess rushed out of the street first, towards the granary where the smoke was billowing.

　　 After entering the open space, the army hardly encountered any decent resistance, so it rushed directly into the position of Dongsheng Nation. At this moment, they were surprised to find that most of the opponents they were facing had already lost the ability to counterattack. Many people fell to the ground with bleeding ears, or spit blood directly at the mouth, as if their bodies were severely injured.

　　 Even if there are still people who can draw their swords to fight with them, their feet are swaying, and it is difficult to stand firm. Naturally, everyone will not let go of such a good opportunity to grab credit, and cut each other cleanly one by one.

　　 Ning Wanjun traversed the smoky position several times, but she couldn't find an enemy with which she could fight.

　　 The food transport team in the distance saw the situation even worse and turned around and ran towards the north of the city.

　　……

　　 In the streets, the Mo Yun who witnessed all this was dumbfounded.

　　In her imagination~www.ltnovel.com~ Her Royal Highness should be the weaker party-in order to avenge this **** vengeance, she endured humiliation for many years and finally saved a force that could protect herself. Next, she must be careful to deal with the powers of the states, and the royal family of Qi is a behemoth she dare not touch. If she is not careful, she will be crushed and lost.

　　As one of the few friends of the princess, she knows the risks are huge, and she is still willing to take risks for her and stay with her. If the princess can achieve great things, it is naturally best. If she fails, she also wants to be the one who accompanies each other to the end.

　　 But the situation now seems a little different from what she expected.

　　Don't talk about the Dongsheng pirates, even if the Qiguo army is here, as long as there are more than a dozen such "artillery", the result will not be different, right?

　　 So the Guangping Princess, who was entrusted to Jinxia City and has not yet controlled the entire city, has actually become another behemoth?

　　 This... is really incredible!

　　 But after being shocked, there was ecstasy in Mo Yun's heart.

　　 Regardless of how the gun works, it has to stand on top of the mechanical beast that I made. When this thing really appears on the battlefield of Qiguo, won't her invention spread all over the world immediately and everyone knows it?

　　 I don’t know what the Mohist die-hards will think then?

　　 Mo Yun never likes to bow her head to her ears, but promises to swallow all the injustices and sufferings she has suffered, otherwise she will not leave the Mo family angrily.

　　 She likes to complain directly.