In pairs, the craftsmen quickly carried the thunderbolts to the city wall.

The thieves had never seen anything like this, so they just rushed to kill.

"Bang bang!"

The thieves who had just rushed to the head of the city had not yet made a few moments of prestige before they were shot into a sieve by the thunderbolts.

"Yes, the enemy's siege ladder has gone up to the city."

Ma Huai watched the enemy's first ladder hang on the city wall, and muttered to himself anxiously and tremblingly.

Although Ma Huai was in a hurry, he was not flustered.

He glanced at Zhao Can, who was adjusting the cannon, calmed down, and ordered the craftsmen to defend it.

The craftsmen with the muskets continued to shoot, and the craftsmen who did not have time to reload their ammunition just lit the earth-shattering thunder and threw it at the city without looking.

The earth-shaking thunder finished throwing the craftsman, and with the steel armor on his body and the weapon in his hand, he began to fight to kill the enemy.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Eat! Eat! Eat! ”

"Eat grains!"

The shouts of the enemy and the enemy were mixed together, and the enemy and the enemy on the city wall were also strangled together.

The craftsmen usually eat well, sleep well, and often forge steel, each muscle bulges, and the body is strong.

As soon as the thieves landed in the city, they suffered a great loss.

On the entire city wall, there are the most thieves on the side of Yang Shangjia, the god of five grains.

If it weren't for the dozen or so sergeants by his side who adhered to the order and protected him to the death, he might have been eaten by the thieves who attacked the city.

"One step, one more step forward, hey, hey, hey, right, fire!"

Zhao Can held the clairvoyant mirror, looked at Wang Jiayin riding on a horse in the distance, and muttered intently.

When he found that Wang Jiayin walked into the farthest attack distance, he quietly turned the gears and adjusted the angle, and when Wang Jiayin entered the range and stopped to observe the battle situation, Zhao Can decisively fired a shot.

"Bang!"

A flowering bullet accurately exploded under Wang Jiayin's horse's head, and Wang Jiayin's people and horses were blown to the ground by a cannon, and his life and death are unknown.

"Hahaha... The enemy leader was killed by Lao Tzu with a single shot. Zhao Can laughed arrogantly.

"Your leader is dead!" When Ma Huai heard this, he immediately shouted.

"Whew! Call! Call!

Your leader is dead, put your weapons, surrender on your knees, Rao Er will not die! ”

The craftsmen defending the city shouted in unison, originally thinking that the enemy besieging the city would stop, but who thought that this group of people was like a stunned, and they were still attacking without fear of death.

Among them, the position with the most thieves is the position of Yang Shangjia, the god of grains.

"Toast and don't eat, eat and punish wine!" Ma Huai squinted his eyes, ready to use the back hand left by Wang Zezhi.

"Hmph, if they seek death, then fulfill them." Zhao Can also looked at those homeless people with an unkind expression, and said ruthlessly.

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

They went to the corner tower on the city wall and pulled out a pipe with multiple leads attached to it.

The two of them drew two fuses with the words on the trench outside the city, blew the fire fold, and lit it at the same time.

"Boom~Times~"

When the lead was ignited, it quickly passed into the conduit and disappeared like thunder.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Four breaths.

Five breaths.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Like the power of heaven, like the earth moving.

An indescribable explosion suddenly rang out from a trench outside the city.

The thieves who attacked the city were like grasshoppers jumping into the oil pot, and they were blown up to the sky.

Their severed limbs and stumps flew all over the sky, some of them fell to the walls and became a pool of blood, some fell to the walls and struck the armor of the craftsmen and the bodies of the enemy.

Here, the thieves who had ascended the city stopped attacking, and the homeless people outside the city were shocked by the sound of the explosion, and their ears were shaken by the shaking of the ground.

This is one of Wang Zezhi's backhands.

In the guerrilla battalion, explosives were planted not only in the trenches outside the city, but also inside the city.

Wang Zezhi, who was more than 20 miles away in Shouyang City, thought it was the sound of cannons, but it was actually the sound of concentrated explosions of explosives.

When the city cannot be defended, then the general who defends the city can light the fuse and die with the enemy.

The reason why Wang Zezhi has such an arrangement is because there are a lot of technical materials and research results of weapons in the guerrilla camp, as well as some design concepts that Wang Zezhi brought from the future, and if these things fall into the hands of the enemy, it will be a disaster.

Outside the guerrilla camp, the echoes of the explosions reverberated endlessly.

A wind that was wrapped in the smell of blood suddenly blew on the city, and the craftsmen defending the city and the thieves besieging the city smelled this smell and felt sick and vomited.

If you can't stand it, you vomit on the spot.

The thieves besieging the city didn't know what was happening outside the city, but they knew that it was certainly not a good thing.

The thieves looked out of the city curiously.

This one is dumbfounded.

Outside the city, where the original trench was located, a large pit several meters deep appeared.

The pit was surrounded by scorching scorched severed arms.

The thieves in the distance of the pit were affected by the explosion, their ears were bleeding, and they were staggering and staggering, not knowing what they were doing.

The thieves under the city walls, because they were too close to the trench, were directly blown unconscious.

At this moment, Ma Huai shouted.

"Bang dang!"

When the thieves who attacked the city wall heard this, they were directly frightened and did not dare to continue attacking.

What the god of grains, what no longer has to go hungry, all of them are not alive.

They all laid down their weapons and surrendered on their knees.

"Lay down your weapons, Rao Er won't die!"

All the thieves in the city surrendered, and the thieves in the city were affected by the explosion, and all of them were temporarily deaf.

There was only a piercing chirp in their ears.

They couldn't hear what he was saying when they looked at the shape of Ma Huai's mouth at the head of the city.

But it's not all inaudible, some people understand what Ma Huai means by looking at the mouth, and some look around and understand the current situation.

The thieves outside the city began to surrender, and when the first one knelt down to surrender, more and more thieves chose to surrender.

In the distance, after Wang Jiayin was bombarded by cannon and his life and death were unknown, the elites of the old battalion around him began to hesitate.

Some wanted to flee immediately, while others wanted to see the results of the starving siege.

If the hungry people win, they will replace Wang Jiayin and continue to rule over these hungry people, looting everywhere.

If the hungry lose, they plan again.

But before they could react, a shocking explosion occurred.

The impact of the explosion was transmitted in front of them, and the horses under their seats were frightened, and people stood up, and many of the elite of the old battalion were thrown off their horses.

Then the frightened horses ran wildly, leaving their master and fleeing to nowhere else.

Some of them were unlucky, their legs and feet got stuck in the saddle, and they were dragged upside down by their own horses, and they were dragged to death.

Some of those who were even less lucky were directly killed by the fall.

By the time the explosion was over, there were more than a thousand elite battalions, and only a few hundred people were left here, and dozens of them did not have war horses.

They followed the direction of the explosion, glanced at it from a distance, and were shocked at the moment, leaving behind their companions who had no war horses, and fled directly.

When Wang Zezhi heard what he thought was the sound of artillery, he was so anxious that he came to the guerrilla camp with 10,000 light horsemen non-stop.