Chapter 259: The King Wants His Ministers to Die, and the Ministers Are Not Dead (12)
"I'm afraid it's useless, that kind of big instrument is not afraid of crossbow arrows, or someone will give a thousand men and horses under you, let you rush over and destroy those few things!" spoke one of the generals who came to defect a few days ago. This person is a brave general Cheng Yue, because he offended the ministers of the court, so he was not willing, this time because the letter of the transfer of troops in the court was deliberately delayed, so he was late, and he could only follow the July directly.
Cheng Yue said this, he was already determined to die, thinking that among the ten thousand armies, he would look down on those big weapons, even if he was invincible, he would definitely have no return.
Yesterday he was still very confident in July's arrangement, but today he saw that July didn't even have this common sense, although he was also surprised when he first saw that kind of crossbow bed, but it was very unrealistic to destroy the siege vehicle with a bow and arrow.
"No need, General Cheng, don't be impatient for a while. July only gave a faint word of comfort and didn't explain much.
When Cheng Yue heard Qiyue's words, he sighed silently in his heart. He just came to Toucheng, so he only thinks that July may not trust himself when he says this, goodbye July is just for his own use, it doesn't matter if he dies himself, but the family he brought is probably a luxury to keep a whole corpse.
"Put. July said with a wave of his hand.
Cheng Yue was still worried in his heart, and couldn't help but feel relieved, but he heard the rumbling in the distance like thunder, and he was suddenly startled, and looked up, only to see that the siege equipment had been half blown up for some reason, and now it was burning with this raging flame.
Cheng Yue's jaw was about to drop, and he looked at Qiyue with wide eyes. Seeing that July was still confident, and the old god was there, he blurted out with his eyes wide and panicked, "My lord." Is this immortal?"
July pointed to the small cloth bag next to him and said, "It's just a thunderbolt, don't be superstitious, only science and technology are the primary productive forces!"