Woohoo~"

Zhao Can saw the poisonous fog bombs and shotguns, whistled at Ma Huai, and raised his eyebrows defiantly.

These poisonous fog bombs and shotguns were all transformed and developed by Zhao Can on the basis of the flowering bombs.

"Old horse, how about the cannonballs I developed? Awesome, right? ”

Zhao Can said with a suddenness.

Ma Huai is not a person who does not know the importance of it, now is the time for war, not the time for hypocrisy.

"I have to admit that the things you learned from those two foreigners do have two brushes, and when you pass the order, you will use shotguns and poison fog bombs."

Ma Huai affirmed Zhao Can's technique very seriously, Zhao Can was stunned for a moment, and then changed his appearance and seriously manipulated the cannon in front of him.

If you look at it from his front, you can see that Zhao Can's eyes are red.

Zhao Can also knew that the things he admired made Wang Zezhi dislike, but he had to admit that the things of the Fanren were indeed good things.

Wang Zezhi didn't like his admiration for Fanren's skills, but the key was that he lost in casting cannons.

This matter has always been a knot in Zhao Can's heart, and now that Ma Huai admitted his technique in front of him, the resentment in Zhao Can's heart disappeared in an instant.

The craftsmen set the range, adjusted the angle, loaded the shells and began to ignite.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

In the dull sound, the muzzles of various calibers spewed out large streams of poisonous mist bombs and shotguns, which flew out of the cannon bodies and rushed towards the bandit position at great speed.

When the ant-like thieves under the city walls heard the cannon fire, they screamed: "The cannon is coming, the cannon is coming." ”

When they had finished shouting, they ran wild and retreated.

They dared to escape, because Wang Jiayin, who was sitting in the rear of the supervising army, had already taken the lead in retreating.

Cannonballs whistled and shot out of the city in turn.

Poisonous fog bombs and shotguns were like fireworks, and they smashed into the rogue array that was chaotic into a pot of porridge in a roar.

The thieves who were fleeing let out a scream.

Zhao Can learned the technique of exploding the flowering bomb at the landing point, and as soon as the shell landed, it exploded instantly.

The shotgun is like a goddess scattering flowers, killing the thieves around him.

Poisonous fog bombs are like fireworks, exploding one by one, forming countless poisonous fog belts.

Gradually, these poisonous fog bands became more and more, and finally they became one.

The thieves in the fog were blind, had difficulty breathing, and crawled out with difficulty, but they were desperate to find that this time the poisonous fog bomb had a larger range, and they couldn't climb out, and finally hung their hands weakly and fell on the battlefield.

The thief, who had been hit by the shotgun, let out a terrible scream, desperately reaching out to his brother next to him to help him.

Some people obviously couldn't survive, but he still didn't want to die, desperately shouting for help.

Some of them were in unbearable pain, and cried out loudly, asking their companions to finish him off and give him a good time.

"Papapa~"

After the cannon was fired, it began to clear and reload the ammunition, and in this interval, the Lumi gun began to wield.

Some craftsmen couldn't bear it, and killed the desperate thieves with a single shot, and after killing them, the craftsmen felt uncomfortable, leaned against the wall and secretly wiped their tears.

He couldn't stand to see this miserable situation.

"Brothers, don't be merciful, they are women who are taking silver and plundering, doing all kinds of evil, the people in the two cities of Yuci Shouyang have been harmed by them, I can come here alive, it is because I have the protection of the sergeants, I came alive, but most of those sergeants are killed and injured, you can't be merciful."

Yuci's god of grains, surnamed Shangjia Yang, escaped to the guerrilla camp by the sergeants when the thieves broke through the city.

If it weren't for the desperate efforts of the sergeants to protect him, he might not have made it to the guerrilla camp alive.

The sergeants not only protected him, but also escorted some civilians out.

Now they all stood on the city wall with the craftsmen of the guerrilla camp and killed the enemy together.

When he saw the appearance of the craftsmen, he immediately understood that after these honest craftsmen killed people, he couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

The craftsmen turned their heads to look at Yang Shangjia, as well as the people who escaped from Yuci and Shouyang, they wiped away their tears and some figured it out.

There is no right or wrong on the battlefield, let alone mercy, and to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

If they show mercy, when these thieves break through the city, it will be their death.

As soon as Yang Shangjia spoke, the craftsmen immediately became energetic, they raised their guns to aim, shoot, load ammunition, and kill decisively in one go, and there was no longer the previous unbearable.

At the head of the city, the position of the cannon.

Ma Huai gestured, and he found that the leader of the thieves had run too far, and with his ability, he could not beat them.

Ma Huai no longer aimed at Wang Jiayin, but Zhao Can did not give up.

He kept turning the gears and adjusting the angle of the shot.

"No retreat, no retreat, death to those who retreat!"

In the distance, Wang Jiayin commanded the elite of the old camp to slash and slash the retreating thieves, forcing them to continue attacking.

However, they were really frightened by the artillery bombardment, and they would rather die at the hands of the old battalion soldiers and horses than face the terrifying poisonous fog and shotguns.

Wang Jiayin watched these people continue to attack the old camp and continue to die under the elite knives of the old camp, he felt that it was not a way to go on like this.

"Listen to me, the god of grains in Yuci City is there, kill him, eat his flesh, we will no longer have to starve, kill him, we will have five grains to eat every day, don't you want to eat?

Kill!

Conquer the city and eat the god of grains! ”

Wang Jiayin knows the legend of the god of grains, and legend has it that there is a god of grains in Yuci, and he has never worried about eating and drinking since he was born.

After the starving people he was surrounded by attacked Yuci City, they also heard the legend of the god of grains from the mouths of the people who were coerced in the city.

Among them, a common man in Yuci City immediately shouted after hearing Wang Jiayin say that he no longer had to starve after eating the five grain gods.

He wondered why he hadn't thought of it.

After eating the five grain gods, he will be able to use the five grain gods' abilities.

"Eat the god of grains!"

"Eat grains!"

"Eat."

"Food!"

"I don't want to go hungry."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Eat! Eat! Eat! ”

This group of hungry people was like a group of walking corpses, they were red-eyed, skinny, and disheveled, staring at the city like hungry wolves, all searching for the traces of Yang Shangjia.

At this time, Yang Shangjia was giving an impassioned speech.

"There, there!"

A Yuci citizen who knew Yang Shangjia pointed to a section of the city wall and said excitedly in a hoarse voice due to hunger.

Whenever Wang Jiayin grabbed food, he would only give priority to supplying the soldiers and horses of the old battalion.

The leftovers will be distributed to the hungry and the common people who are being threatened.

So, each of them was so hungry that they wanted to go up and take a bite when they smelled the corpses of their comrades who had been bombarded by the blossom bombardments.

Fortunately, they still have a touch of humanity and don't do that, otherwise they would really be the walking dead.

When one of them recognized the god of grains and pointed it out, what little humanity left of them was gone.

There's only one word that pops through their minds, and that's eating.