Chen Shouyi looked at it for a while before returning to the bed and sitting down.

Listening to the dense cannon sound, he was in a daze.

He was not notified of the exercise, nor did he hear any rumors, and even if it did, it would not be held in the early hours of four or five o'clock.

This is definitely going wrong.

......

The sound of the cannon rang out for half an hour, then gradually thinned out, and after another hour, it ceased completely, with only the occasional sound of cannon fire.

For some reason, when he heard the sound of the cannon, he felt a little uneasy.

Outside, the sky has begun to lighten.

A new day has arrived.

Chen Shouyi stood in front of the window, looking at the large number of pedestrians in the villa area who were in a hurry and had heavy faces, as if he was pressing a boulder in his heart.

This is a villa area in the security zone, and all the people living in it are high-level military and political officials, and the worst ones are also warriors.

One of them, Chen Shouyi, also knew that he was the No. 2 leader of Hedong City, and not long ago he specially came to Chen Shouyi's house on behalf of the municipal government to pay a condolence visit.

At that time he had a warm smile and a friendly face, but now his face was clouded and solemn, and he trotted all the way into the distance, accompanied by two correspondents.

......

Yunshan is located in Cheng'an District, Hedong, with an altitude of more than 220 meters, a vertical height of 183 meters, seven kilometers long from east to west, and three kilometers wide from north to south.

At this moment, the originally beautiful Yunshan Mountain has been shortened out of thin air, full of rubble and horizontal trees, and the remains of corpses are all over the sky.

The smoke was filled, and it was a mess and blood.

A blood-soaked beast lay on the ground weakly, letting out a feeble wail, its abdomen had been torn open by cannonballs, and a large number of internal organs and intestines were dripping to the ground, exuding a strong smell of blood.

A barbarian boy froze beside the corpse of a giant beast, looking terrified.

The scene of the previous apocalyptic collapse of the heavens and the earth deeply shook his heart.

He saw with his own eyes that the powerful warriors of the tribe were easily torn to pieces by the heavenly fire and flew into the air, and he also saw with his own eyes the huge beasts he was responsible for domesticating fell to the ground with a wail, unable to struggle.

Although the strength of human beings has been weakened more than a thousand times since the mutation, almost overnight, from modern times to modern times, if it were not for the gods of courage, who appeared at the last moment and turned the tide, this war would have been a complete slaughter.

Not long after this huge barbarian army appeared, it was spotted by a reconnaissance airship floating in the air.

Half an hour later, before all the barbarian troops appeared from the passage, the overwhelming artillery shells and rocket artillery had already begun to wash the floor.

It's been a few months since the second mutation, which is long enough time to make emergency modifications to some weapons that are no longer suitable for the current environment, such as the electronic fire control weapon that was originally converted into a mechanical control, and the projectile projectile that had become weak after the mutation was mixed with the more powerful TNT and black sokin mixture.

In the era of black powder, propellant and explosive were still the same composition, that is, black powder.

However, in modern times, explosives and propellants began to separate, and now artillery charges are generally smokeless powder, while explosives are a mixture of TNT and black sorkin, which are more explosive.

There is no substitute for the two, and the relatively steady combustion required by the propellant propel the shell through air expansion propels the shell forward in the breech, while the explosive burns rapidly and explodes almost instantaneously.

If you put the bomb instead of the propellant before the mutation, the only result is that the cannon chamber will be blown to pieces first.

However, since the mutation, the speed of chemical reactions has begun to decrease, and the power of gunpowder weapons has weakened, and as long as the amount of ammunition is controlled, the barrel is enough to withstand this kind of chamber pressure, and the firing distance has even become even greater.

When a large number of shells and rockets, from several kilometers or even more than a dozen kilometers away, roared in, the barbarian army suffered heavy losses in an instant, and was completely stunned.

......

From the beginning of the war until now, the barbarian boy has stood there as if petrified, his mind blank, and he could not recover for a long time, until a long whip slammed into his body.

Feeling the burning pain in his back, his soul suddenly returned to its place, and a spirit was completely awake.

Looking back, he hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Master Priest!"

"Believer, what are you doing here, go back to the camp and gather, the great god of courage has really come, and all resistance is like a spear poking into the soft mud, which will be easily pierced, and my lord will surely occupy this world. The priest said with a look of fanatical encouragement.

"Yes, Master Priest!" the barbarian boy stood up at once.

Has the great god of courage descended?

He had been so frightened that he hadn't seen it at all.

Thinking of the greatness of the god of courage, his original panic quickly receded and immediately became invigorated.

But soon, the excitement in his heart quickly fell silent.

He saw the battlefield littered with the remains of the wounded and corpses, and the groans of pain came and went.

At this time, he saw a familiar figure, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly ran over: "Uncle Srid, what's wrong with you?"

He saw that a big hole had been broken in Uncle Srid's strong chest, and the blood couldn't stop gurgling out, and there was only breath out of his mouth and no more breath in his mouth: "Uncle Srid, hold on, I'll go and beg the priest!"

"It's you, little ...... Little Sage, don't call the priest, it's useless...... Don't be sad, I'm ...... This is going to the kingdom of God to enjoy happiness!" he said with difficulty as he vomited blood, a stiff smile on his face.

"Yes, Uncle Tryed, I am not sad, I have heard the priest say that it is a land of milk and honey, and you will live happily there, without pain, and without death, and there will be food everywhere, and you will eat meat every day, oily and fragrant meat. Having said that, little Sage's tears couldn't stop flowing.

Ever since he was a child, Uncle Tryed has been the best for him, and every time he comes back from hunting, he will always give him a little, and when he is confused and helpless, Uncle Tryed will come over to comfort him.

Even if he became the beast tamer of the tribe, it was Uncle Sirid who spent more than a dozen animal skins to get through the relationship and stuff him in, otherwise how could he become an enviable animal tamer if he was an orphan.

In his eyes, Uncle Syred is his closest relative.

"Yes...... Yes, I've wanted to go to the kingdom of God for a long time. Syred said, as if returning to the light, a trace of abnormal blush flashed on his face: "Little Sage, this war is very dangerous, you have to be smart, be careful, I feel ...... The Great God of Courage ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes widened, and there was no more sound.

"Uncle Sried!" cried out little Sage.