The high cliff is not connected with the city wall, and the high cliff is not flat, and the terrain is also very narrow, so the Zheng family just used a soft ladder to go up and down here, and on this high cliff, there are only a few sentries patrolling, but at this moment, the attention of these soldiers is completely attracted by the hot battlefield in front of them, and they didn't even notice that there were a few quietly touching obscene figures behind them who climbed up the high cliff.

"It's all over, and all the brothers who rushed out are finished." One of the sentries muttered nervously. Although it was far from the battlefield, they could still see more and more red figures lying on the ground, and even showing signs of retreat.

"Damn, they're only eight hundred, how can we lose!" The other sentry gritted his teeth viciously and paused with his musket in his hand.

"Because you're stupid." A voice with a hint of pride, but also a chill suddenly sounded in the ears of this sentry, so that he couldn't help but stiffen, just about to shake his head, he felt a big hand like an iron tong suddenly choked his jaw, and then he felt that the throat was cold, the air seemed to be completely cut off from his breath in an instant, he tried to open his mouth wide, but could not exchange for a trace of fresh air, his hands helplessly threw away the weapon in his hand, but failed to grasp the task thing.

Blood kept pouring out of his slitted throat, and before he lost consciousness, he just looked at a hideous smiling face covered with scars and scars, and those evil eyes were full of madness and destruction. None of the five sentinels could sound an alarm, and they didn't even have time to resist, so they let Wu Qianjin and his companions either cut their throats or stab them in the chest with that pitch-black triangular stab, and their bodies twitched in despair, like catfish dying in a muddy pond.

Wu Qianjin gestured to the few men whose faces were already stained with blood, and those people quietly retreated to the edge of the high cliff with understanding, and began to untie the rope from their waists and throw them at their companions who were anxiously waiting in the reef group under the high cliff. And Wu Qianjin and the other two carefully touched the end of the high cliff close to the city wall, and he quietly poked out half of his head under the cover of the weeds.

Below, the red-clad Zheng pirates were rushing around, carrying cannonballs, gunpowder, and all kinds of defensive equipment, while those who were guarding their posts were completely focused on the front, perhaps they didn't think that anyone would be able to attack them from this high cliff.

Wu Qianjin grinned and quietly retracted his head, indeed, if someone else came to attack this Zheng family castle, they would definitely not be willing to attack from this direction, first of all, the terrain here is too steep, and I am afraid that there will not be many people who can go up, and then the terrain above is narrow, there is no way to deploy more troops, and just by relying on dozens of people carrying guns and knives to attack the rock-solid Zheng family castle, it may make them panic for a while, but after they react, A small group of surprise troops can only wait for death.

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But now, the Liang family pirates have a conscienceless cannon, this kind of new artillery that is so light that two men can climb mountains and wade through water, but its lethality and deterrence are not inferior to heavy artillery, then, the consequences that this small special detachment can cause will be terrible, and even devastating, but now, the pirates of the Zheng family have never heard of the power of this weapon. So, they will soon taste the bitter fruit that will be enough to be a nightmare that haunts them for the rest of their lives.

"Stop shooting and let them flee back. There is no need to kill such an opponent who has lost his fighting spirit and courage, at least for now, there is no need for us to waste any more ammunition. After Liang Pengfei saw the scene on the high cliff on the right side of the Zheng family castle, the big stone in his heart had already landed, and now he was finally relaxed, because at this time, the victory was already in hand.

Zheng Wenxian stood on the gate tower, and now, his expression was neither angry nor desperate, but a kind of numbness, probably after too many blows, the muscles on his face had lost the ability to interpret his internal activities. Fifteen hundred people, including 300 cavalrymen, are all elite soldiers, and it can be said that they are all fearless soldiers who can run and jump, regard killing people and arsons as commonplace, and fight bravely for the enemy's life.

But in a short period of less than a quarter of an hour, only thirty or so of the three hundred iron horsemen had escaped, and only half of the pirates who had relied on their feet to charge and retreat had escaped, and many of them were wounded, supported by their companions, and were struggling to the castle. On the other side, Liang Pengfei did not move, without the slightest intention of pursuing, and even the artillery bombardment stopped, only letting the two giant cannons continue to ravage the seemingly impregnable castle one by one.

Zheng Wenxian bit his lip tightly, a trace of salty smell lingered in his mouth, it was caused by the bite of his mouth, his eyes looked straight at the Liang family pirates in the distance, who had no intention of moving forward, he couldn't have imagined that after those guys won a big victory, let alone pursue, they didn't even seem to be willing to fire a few more cannons, so they just watched their subordinates flee back.

This almost insulting behavior made Zheng Wenxian almost grit his teeth. That Liang Pengfei completely looked down on himself, but even if he was so angry that his lungs were blown up, there was nothing he could do, who let the opponent's artillery be farther than his own range, not to mention that now Zheng Wenxian no longer has any hope of attacking the pirates of the Liang family.

If the pirates of the Liang family had launched a fierce pursuit after defeating their men just now, Zheng Wenxian might not be able to resist the temptation to order an artillery bombardment regardless of the casualties of his own soldiers, but unfortunately, Liang Pengfei did not give him this opportunity.

Just when the eldest young master of the Zheng family was lightly annoyed, below, the city gate had slowly opened, and a group of fully armed Zheng family pirates poured out from the city, and they were naturally going to meet those retreating comrades. At this time, almost all the Zheng pirates guarding the city walls heard a strange sound, which came from the high cliff on the side of their castle.

A somewhat dull and somewhat dull thunder sounded continuously, and then, in their stunned gaze, several explosive packs appeared, which rolled in the sky, drawing a strange arc, and then fell down heavily, smashing all the heads and faces on the walls of the Zheng family's castle...... Zheng Wenxian was a little surprised, but at the first time, he could be sure that someone had definitely climbed to the top of the high cliff and killed the guards there, however, he was not too worried, the high cliff was full of calculations, at most he could stand a hundred people, could it be that the hundred people wanted to raid the Zheng family castle, but don't forget, between this castle and the high cliff, there is only one ladder connected, the other party wants to raid, only jump down, however, the vertical height of the high cliff and the city wall is close to ten meters, jumping down, what is the difference between sending death?

It's just that those Liang family pirates were not as he expected, but threw these strange things, Zheng Wenxian pulled out the war knife at his waist, and just opened his mouth to give an order, at this moment, he felt as if something was suddenly pounding on his heart, and his ears were as if he had been slapped by a strong man who could lift a thousand catties with all his strength.

He was swept up by the powerful shockwave, and slammed into the bluestone wall, and then, as if he had been relayed, he threw him up again, and he felt as if he was in the center of a fierce storm, and the waves of the sky never stopped smashing him around, the corners of his eyebrows were cracked, his vision seemed so blurred, he didn't know how many teeth had been lost, his lips were cut by stones or fallen swords, and turned into ugly rabbit lips, and blood dripping like a springHowever, Zheng Wenxian has obviously lost his sense of pain, or most of his five senses, and he has no way of knowing how many times he has fallen up and down, his ears have become inaudible, and his vision has become blurred. It was very difficult to breathe, and I tried to open my mouth, but all I inhaled was choking gunsmoke.

He felt that his internal organs seemed to have been shattered into pieces, it was the damage caused by the shock wave formed by the explosion of the explosive package fired by the conscienceless cannon, I don't know how long it took, the trembling earth and the city wall finally regained calm, Zheng Wenxian was pressed by a heavy bluestone and one leg, that leg had been completely deformed, but at this moment he could no longer feel any pain, he tried to open his mouth, breathing the air that still left the scorching smoke, in exchange for the passage of his life more slowly.

He was surrounded by corpses and broken clothes, and even a severed hand was on his chest, and some people were still alive, but some of them were cut from minor or severe injuries, and some of them were lying on the ground vomiting, and the damage caused by the shock wave to their internal organs was unavoidable.

Even some of the corpses had no blood on the outside, and even the clothes on their bodies were intact, apparently they were shocked to death by the shock wave generated by the detonation of the explosive pack, and the originally flat and towering city wall was completely cut off, revealing a hideous sharp angle, and in the gap between the broken bricks and rubble, there was also the blood flowing in the berth, flowing down the stone cracks, dyeing the city wall red and black, and even the solid soil under the city wall was blown to a very fluffy place.

Some of the Zheng pirates who had not had time to enter the city just now had already fled madly towards the way they came from as if they were avoiding the plague, and even the soldiers of the Liang family who had already approached and raised their spears turned a blind eye and were knocked to the ground by gunshots. It seems that only death can free them from those desperate fears.

"Leave these guys alone, rush in, catch as many as you can. As for the dead, cut off their heads for me. Set up a pillar for Lao Tzu! Liang Pengfei looked at the cyan city wall that had been wrapped in red-black plasma, as well as the dying and struggling wounded, there was no trace of pity on his face, only coldness and ruthlessness.

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(To be continued)