Tick~~ The water droplets fell on the black sewage along the iron armor, causing ripples, the cold water carried a kind of coldness, and the eight-petal iron hat helmet of the Ming army led by him had changed color, and the armor was still darker, and the sewage was mixed with blood, and the crimson color fell from his body drop by drop.

The sun shone on his pale face, and his cloudy eyes looked at the Slavic army in the distance, and the Slavs opposite, a squad of captains of spearmen, began to line up, shouting that Ula had entered the battlefield.

Bump~~ A piercing and screeching sound, accompanied by sparks, the long-handled knife in the hand of the colonel of the Ming army split the spear of the Naslavic soldier, and bent down to sweep it.

Poof~~ There was a sound of a sword entering the flesh, and a blood donation gushed out from the chest of the Slavic pikeman, like a spring, and he had a kind of dazed look on his face, as if he was puzzled, why he was moving a step slower, this does not seem to be a tall enemy, why is there such great power, he opened his mouth, and without saying anything, he fell backwards, and the blood slowly oozed out of the whole land.

In the distance, another brave Slavic man rushed forward, his body was as strong as a black bear, the great sword in his hand flashed cold, with a leisurely cold light, he walked as he walked, as if the ground trembled a little

The Ming army junior colonel brandished his long-handled knife and snorted, and rushed forward. The long-handled knife in his hand turned into a face, a piercing sound, the two staggered, the opposite two-handed big sword waved with a burst of sound of breaking the air, and the Ming army colonel slashed, the Ming army colonel took a few steps back, his hands were still trembling, his hands were numb, and he frowned, "It's really a group of animals, the strength is really big"

The strong Slavic man laughed, saliva dripping down his red beard, and he was about to step forward.

There was a screeching sound~~~~~ accompanied by a sound of entering the flesh, and the tall Slavic man looked at the rocket stuck in his chest in bewilderment, and he saw that there were no crossbows and firearms around him before he rushed to the front, and he didn't seem to understand why this arrow could still hit him without a crossbow.

Loquat, the back of the spray barrel sprayed an orange tail of smoke, with a thick white gas, the Slavic strong man immediately let out a wail, turned to knees, his face was twisted, as the spray barrel burned the rocket was still moving forward, burning his chest, he fell to the ground rolling and howling, knocking on the ground.

"What weapons, what weapons, will this group of people use magic?"

"Oh my God, they threw such a great force with their hands, how strong their arm strength is" The Maozi army formation behind immediately became chaotic, and Peter the Great, who was watching the battle, had a strange look on his face, he glanced at the Jewish staff officer on the side and said, "Have you ever seen this kind of weapon?"

"I'm afraid it's magic and witchcraft," there was a Slavic general on the side, with a fear in his tone, the unknown always triggers fantasies.

"There are still wizards in the East? God, aren't they afraid of attracting punishment, such a cursed thing," someone said on the sidelines. Morale instantly began to low.

"No, I think it's probably just a gunpowder weapon, and they use gunpowder to make arrows powerful without bows," said the Jewish staff officer, and the generals were unimpressed.

"Go pick up a few and send them to me," said Peter the Great, looking at the battlefield in front of him, "No matter what kind of weapon it is, take it and take a look, and you will naturally understand"

"Your Majesty, this kind of wizard stuff will bring us trouble"

"Go, I'm going to see the entity of this weapon in the shortest possible time," Peter the Great snorted, it seems that his military academy is not very ideal.

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Search search search ~ There was a screeching sound, and next to the water gate was a burst of white fog that rose up, blocking the vision of the Naslavic gunners, and they could not analyze the scene behind the white fog.

The artillery projectiles hit the black pool outside your water gate, and the waves were splashed out, some hit the Ming army in it, and it turned into a burst of screams, and a burst of blood mist rose in the white fog, and the white fog still turned red in some places, and the fire rain rose from here, flew up, and fell in the Slavic army formation opposite, turning into bursts of screams.

On the city wall, where are the Ming army firecrackers, Li Yi's eyes are solemn, the focus of the war is always changing rapidly, and soon, a siege battle, the scorching point of both sides turned out to be a water gate for sewage.

"Watergate, I didn't expect it to become the main battlefield, are these red-haired people crazy, why are they attacking the Watergate so wildly" The deputy general said with a strange "Is it just to take revenge on us?"

"No, it can't be for this purpose, Watergate, do they want to get in through Watergate?" Li Yi said strangely, he didn't understand what the other party's purpose was, a small water gate let the other party hit the artillery fire, and the sewage pool still began to rise hot, "If it doesn't work, block the water gate"

"What about our brothers outside" The deputy general on the side said, he glanced at Li Yi, and the other party's face was full of coldness and said, "We still have brothers in the city" He has gradually begun to learn, and he is used to exchanging the lives of one person for the lives of two people. Everything should be the maximum.

He had already begun to get used to it, indifferent, giving up a small part of his life in exchange for the final victory, the Slavic warriors in the distance, their tsunami-like offensive suddenly weakened a lot, the smoke of gunpowder at the water gate slowly dissipated, one by one the Ming army was either in the water, or on the shore, all covered with blood and water, standing silently, the drainage ditch was full of mutilated corpses, the sewage was glowing with red oil, exuding the smell of blood.

One by one, the Ming army crawled out of the blood and water, as if they were ghosts from hell, which made people tremble.

The Slavs retreated, and Peter the Great looked at the weapon in front of him, rockets? He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, he looked around with the rocket, and all the generals lowered their heads, and the strength of the Far Easterners on the opposite side today was beyond their expectations.

"Did we encounter their most elite troops, every country will have one or two elite troops, this is a very normal thing" said one person, and several others also agreed, in a weak country there will always be a few strong troops, maybe they are not very lucky.

"What about weapons? Look at this weapon! They can shoot arrows as powerful as crossbows without firing their bows! Peter the Great said this, and the people around him fell silent.

This new weapon of the rocket made them strange and frightened.

Now I train every day, it's so annoying, let's see if I can be idle after the training