The crooked crescent moon quietly hangs in the sky. The thin clouds make the crescent moon appear and dodge from time to time. Shang Wen looked up at the moon in the sky. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

"Why, I'm a little nervous." Meng Tian looked at Shang Wen who looked up and asked.

"Well, after all, this is war." Shang Wen looked back and said.

"Nothing. It's the first time. It will be fine later. Just relax. Just relax. Meng Tian comforted.

Shang Wen took a deep breath. Relax your nerves.

"Are you all ready?" Shangwen asked.

"Not yet, and I haven't checked that the people along the way have not been arranged. Wait and see. Meng Tian said without any expression.

Looking at Meng Tian, who was expressionless, Shang Wen felt that this moment was the battlefield. The surroundings are quiet. Shang Wen take a look. There were 10,000 troops around him, and there was no sound. Quietly. It's so quiet. Quiet, Shang Wen could hear his own heartbeat. But there were 10,000 people on the side. But I can't even feel the breath of people. It's so depressing.

At this time, a black shadow quickly approached Meng Tian. I know what Suo Suo is saying. Then he left.

"Everything is ready. It's time to go. Meng Tian said calmly. At this moment, Meng Tian rarely showed a smile. Shang Wen was induced by this smile. I also feel a little more relaxed.

It was only after the advent of the Great War that the soldiers felt the relief they deserved. I saw Meng Tian wave his hand. A rocket soared into the sky. The faint light of fire illuminated the earth.

Then, the rear of the army began to roar like a beast. It's like a tiger coming down the mountain, which makes people feel chilled when they hear it.

"Whew, whew. Sou. Whoosh". Rockets pierced the calm night sky. Roaring and flying to the camp of the Huns. The piercing sound in the air made the blood of the Qin soldiers boil. It was as if the drums of war were urging a charge. Shang Wen looked back. In the sky is the tail flame of rockets. Illuminate the calm faces of the soldiers of the Qin army.

"Boom. Boom. The rockets began to explode, and Shang Wen turned around and picked up the binoculars to observe the situation. Meng Tian too. The binoculars have a good viewing angle, allowing both eyes to see more.

The camp of the Huns was already a sea of fire. It was Shangwen's only remaining incendiary rocket. The amount of catkins is very small. The amount used to make rockets is simply not enough. There are less than two hundred. But covering this large area of camps should be enough.

Oil-paper-sealed wrapped napalm, center-wrapped gunpowder packets in oil-paper wrappers. Shang Wendu feels that he admires his ability to innovate. The rocket exploded, and it was the explosion of gunpowder in the center. Then came a fiery red flame. The red one is scary. As red as blood. Then a cloud of black smoke rose into the air. Look at the Huns again. Several in the vicinity have been turned into living people. I can't see the appearance of people's clothes anymore. I can only see people like black charcoal, struggling back and forth. Soon it stopped moving. Burned alive. Nearby several points on the clothes of the Huns rolling back and forth. But the fire just can't be extinguished. Instead, he lit up the people who came to save people. The rest of the people took a look. They are all far away. The horses were also on fire. The frightened horses began to run around the camp. The fire on his body ignited a nearby camp. The Huns, who wanted to shoot the horses, were ruthlessly ignited by the horses and became fire men. Turn into coke.

Rockets are still being fired. This shouldn't be a long time. It can be launched in about 15 minutes. Shang Wen estimated. But these fifteen minutes are the devil's time. The roaring rockets were mercilessly harvesting the lives of the Huns. There is no smell of humanity at all.

More than six thousand rockets. It covered a large camp of the Huns within a radius of about 100 miles. Grenade rockets with built-in pottery, iron, and bronze pieces covered the already burning Hun battalion. The flying pieces of iron are like festive flowers. But this flower is not beautiful at all. This is for the Huns. These petals splash mercilessly. Shoot into their bodies. Some directly killed people. Some of them burrow into their bodies. When the fire was ignited, the Huns began to assemble in all directions, and those standing were more vulnerable to blows. Soon all the Huns began to lie on the ground and cry wolves. scolded painfully with muttering words, probably greeting a certain ancestor. Shang Wen looked at these tragic situations. The blood flow in the veins felt a rapid surge into his mind. It's cruel.

Shang Wen couldn't stand it anymore. Put down the binoculars. Cover your uncomfortable stomach. I feel like I'm vomiting. The earth trembled. It's not rockets. This is the movement of the horses coming from here. Is there anyone still alive? It's a miracle. Shang Wen endured it. Pick up the binoculars and look.

I saw it from the Hun camp. Scattered into a group of centaurs, they began to attack this way. Soon, the charging team was not far from the small dirt bag on Shang Wen's side. Suddenly. The horses in front began to roll. The horses neighed. "It hurts. Hey. That's barbed wire. Unless you fly over. Then the back began to explode. Fly up some smoking grenades. Volley explosion. A large piece of death. The Huns on horses landed one after another. The Huns began to roll on the ground. They were injured. But their horses were trampling everywhere. ruthlessly trampled the Huns on the ground into pulp. "Put." An officer who looked like a lieutenant began to direct the firing of warp rockets.

Small rockets dragging the flames curved gracefully towards the surviving stormtroopers.

"Poor thing. It's a good idea. Shang Wen began to have some pity for the Huns. Rockets rushing in. Directly blow up the Huns on horseback to smithereens. Splashing all kinds of limbs, pieces of flesh. Shang Wen couldn't stand it anymore. Started vomiting. See it all for yourself. It's disgusting. It is estimated that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will not be able to eat. It's bloody.

Meng Tian saw Shang Wen who was vomiting. Shoot the backup. Watching this scene with a smile. Meng Tian was also happy. Because. The Hun battalion, which had been shelled, began to desert. This means: Most of them have already been killed. The voices were only of the wounded who still breathed a sigh of air. The rest of the task is to send in a team and start harvesting the first rank.

In fact, Qin Jun began to do the same. The team that charged and fought rushed in. The Huns did not resist much. Most of them were already lying on the ground. Or maybe it's a serious injury. The lightly injured tried to resist, and soon their heads flew up. Sharp saber. Swiftly slashed across the necks of the surviving Huns. The huge head flew to the side. Due to the general order. Many Qin soldiers felt sorry. This is a feat. You can only come back and pick up these heads after cutting down these Huns.