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Qu Tu led the Fifty Khan warriors to charge, starting later than Sharuru, and by the time they rushed to the beacon, the Moxi had already fired several rounds of arrows around the sheep and horse wall towards the beacon. Some jumped off their horses, and some directly kicked the broken sheep and horse walls with their horses' hooves, and even rushed in with people and horses.

It was the first time that the Han and Mo Xi tribes had joined forces, but the Hu people's tactics were similar, and the cooperation was quite tacit. As soon as they saw the Mo Xi people collect their bows and climb the wall, the Han people immediately took over, scattered left and right, opened their bows while running, and continued to fire at Fengsui, firmly suppressing Fengsui's counterattack. And Mo Xi rushed to the beacon, threw out the lasso, and climbed up.

During the whole process, not even a single arrow could be shot from the beacon. However, it was a trap set at the sheep and horse wall, which trapped a few horses and injured a few Huns.

"The leg of lamb isn't cooked yet." Qutul stopped his horse and looked up and laughed. With his past experience, he suppressed the opponent to this extent, and there was no suspense about what happened next, just waiting to harvest the first level.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the battlement—Qu Tu saw the tall figure, burning eyes, snowy sword light, and a hissing voice in a pitch-changing voice: "Throw-"

Qu Tu has a bow in his hand and an arrow on the bow, but from the charge to this moment, he has never shot an arrow. He was a marksman, he used the best arrows in the tribe, he never failed to take a target, and now, the target appeared. Qu Tu had never seen Zhang Fang before, but at a glance, he knew that this must be the young marquis of Fuping, the big man.

Qu Tu raised his bow, stretched his strings, and the blade that flashed with a gray and cold light pointed directly at the long sword in the young man's hand - the Bone Marquis had a strict order, he could not hurt this young nobleman. Shooting down the sword in his hand can be a deterrent.

The strings are full, the bow is like the moon, and the next moment, the arrow is like a meteor.

Bang! There was a bang like thunder in my ears. There was a shudder, a loosening of the strings, and a thud - the arrow swept over the boy, and not even a single hair was touched.

The first thunder cannon landed under the legs of Qutu's horse, and the horse was more frightened than a man, and the gray neighing man stood up and lifted Qutu off his horse.

In Morton's pupils in the distance, more than a dozen small black dots appeared out of thin air above the beacon, each small black dot flashing with dazzling sparks, dragging a long and faint green smoke.

Rocket? No, these little black dots are less than half an arrow long. Torch? It's not like, who can this spark burn? Wait, could it be the ......

More than once, Morton had heard Bbones, Sharuru, and Moxi's people talk about the thunder that had taken place in the early hours of the morning, and he had faintly heard a series of muffled noises on the other side of the swamp yesterday...... But this is the first time I have seen it so closely.

The little black dots fell one after another, submerging into the people and horses under the beacon. Then, the fire flickered, bang......

In the open plain, this series of explosions spread far away, and at the same time, the sound waves gradually weakened, reaching the ears of Morton and his subordinates, and it was almost like someone clapping in their ears. The sound was not loud, but the impact on the hearts of Morton and the Huns could only be described as shocking.

There was a commotion from the Hun ranks, and the cattle, alpacas, and horses in the camp were all nervous and neighing, running wildly, and the faces of people and animals were written "surprised". Some even threw down their weapons in fear and kept retreating. In the past, there was such a situation, and the sword and axe in the hands of the Hun wrestlers who supervised the battle in the rear had already been cut down. But this time, even the Hun Lux was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, how could he care about cutting people?

There is something in the world that can make such a bang! Such a fire! It felt like a string of rolling thunder falling from the sky in a cloudy sky, splitting into the pile. The impact on Morton, who was a hundred paces away, can be imagined...... A hundred steps away, but close at hand, what would it be like to be an immersive tribal warrior?

If the warriors of the Khan tribe can answer at this moment, there are only three words: I don't feel it!

As soon as the explosion occurred, half of the soldiers were lifted off their horses, and they were numb from the fall, and their hands and legs were even broken on their backs. The panic of the unknown made their minds go blank, their mouths opened and their eyes widened, their faces were glazed, and they forgot to even get up. Just like the Huns who were frightened by the thunder cannon for the first time on the night of the counterattack in the canyon that day.

The rest of the Ta Khan warriors, who were lucky not to be affected, were also frightened enough by this sudden series of explosions, and struggled to strangle the horses that were kicking and jumping around, and fled in all directions.

With just one round of throws, he crushed the attack of the Khan Army, just as Zhang Fang expected.

Zhang couldn't be overjoyed, and as soon as the long sword fell, his voice was hoarse: "Target, under the wall, throw!" ”

The Tahan people outside the sheep and horse walls were defeated, but there were still the Moxi people under the beacon wall.

The guards had already seen the effect of the thunder cannon on the Huns, and when they saw this, they cheered and threw the ignited thunder cannon down. Some even threw the thunder cannon to the faces of the Huns who had already climbed up the battlements and were close at hand.

And for the Wudan Fragment and Prince Jiankun, who saw the power of the thunder cannon for the first time, that kind of shock was not under the enemy.

Pu people Zongba was even more unbearable, he had a thunder cannon in his hand early, learned to light it, and was about to throw it, when the first explosion sounded. Then, Zomba was stupid. It doesn't matter if he's stupid, the thunder cannon noose in his hand is still snorting and burning......

Whew-

The figure flashed, and one person snatched the thunder cannon that was about to burn out, and threw it quickly.

The thunderbolt had barely left his hand when it exploded with a bang, knocking the man and Zonba to the ground.

When the man got up, he first slapped Zongba hard, and then kicked Han Chong, who came to help him, and roared: "Let you pay more attention to Hu Ren, you are good...... What if I hurt my son? ”

The person who solved the crisis was Han Jun.

Han Zhong chattered for a long time, and muttered: "I, I'm patronizing the Hu people by throwing thunder cannons......"

Zongba took a slap, knew that something was wrong, and didn't dare to complain at all, just sat up, and opened his mouth to say something.

Han Jun had a cold face, snatched all the remaining two thunder cannons in Zongba's hand, and snorted: "Hu Nu is just unreliable......"

Following that bloody early morning, Mo Xi was unlucky again. In the dense and continuous explosion sound, the Mo Xi people, who were attached to the wall like mosquitoes sucking blood, seemed to be vigorously chopped by an electric mosquito swatter, crackling and falling in the firelight, falling worse than the Yakhan people.

When Shalulu was chasing and killing Tao Sheng's men and horses, he suffered a big loss from thunder artillery, and was blocked at the mouth of the canyon for two days, and finally had to give up the pursuit. Despite his mental preparations, Sharuru was still frightened for no reason in the face of the sparkling "scary little pipe" flying in front of him, and instinctively let go and slid down the wall.

Bang!

Thunder cannons exploded overhead, sending debris flying and staining Saruru's head and face.

Shalulu took a sip, wiped his face, and roared: "Take the wooden shield and beware of the Han people's thunder and fire weapons, it's just a scary thing, nothing to be afraid of." The Khan people are scared away, let's Mo Xi people are not afraid, give me a ...... again"

Woo –

Before Sharulu could speak, the low sound of bull horns sounded, which was the clarion call of the Huns to retreat.

A pinch of time, from the attack to the retreat, no more, no less, just enough to roast a leg of lamb.