"What the hell is going on? Didn't you say that there was no one? Why are these places exploding? Could it be that the artillery of the Ming army was able to hit the distance beyond the field of vision, and still hit so accurately? Dong Shan, whose forehead and shoulders were wrapped in blood-soaked bandages, roared angrily, and in order to cover the wound, he removed his armor and revealed a body of vigorous hair, roaring there like a white-necked black bear.

And the object of his roar was Li Manzhu, who had an iron face and covered his chest and abdomen with his hands that had been injured internally, but at this moment, Li Manzhu did not have the spirit and strength to deal with Dong Shan, and at this moment his eyes fell on the son Gunaha, who was as pale as paper and lying on the bed that was temporarily pieced together from the door panel.

It was obvious that there was a distinct wound on the chest of the undressed Gunah, and the hideous wound was about a foot long, but this was not the main thing, the important thing was that the helmet of the gunaha thrown aside had been deformed, at that time, Gunaha was less than twenty steps away from the city gatehouse, and the explosion at the city wall was the most violent, and a fist-sized flying stone directly lifted his helmet into shape. Even the ears that were protected in the helmet also became sparse, but fortunately it was not directly hit in the back of the head, otherwise, it would be strange that Gunaha's head did not become a rotten watermelon.

In addition to the explosion of the city gate tower behind him, which smashed Gunaha's head, an explosion in front of him, a broken blade that exploded, added a pillar of color to his waist and abdomen.

Looking at this son who was breathing weakly, the Han doctor slave was trembling and scrubbing his wounds, but he didn't even know the pain. Li Manzhu felt that there was a fire in his heart, burning there, burning his heart.

This is his only son, and this is his greatest expectation, but now, his son, who is as strong as a tiger in the mountains and forests, is lying here with his breath dying.

"General, the young general's surname should be able to be saved." The Han medicine slave who had been taken captive from the Ming Realm to Jianzhou by these female straight people for nearly ten years wiped the sweat from his forehead after covering the wound. raised his head and looked at Li Manzhu, who had a stiff face and sad eyes, and said cautiously.

"When will I wake up?" Hearing the words of this Han doctor, Li Manzhu, who knew the skills of this Han doctor, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, leaned closer, and asked without raising his head after carefully covering the blanket for Nagunaha.

"It's hard to say." The Han doctor's gray brow furrowed tightly. "Such an impact can wake up in three or five days in a short time, and in a long way...... That's hard to say. ”

Hearing this, Li Manzhu, who was relieved by Fang Zi, suddenly felt that someone had taken a lead ingot and pressed it hard against his heart, and he was so breathless that he couldn't breathe. After a long time, he waved his hand and let Gunaha be carried into a hastily erected tent not far behind him.

After the -------------------- explosion, where did Li Manzhu and the others dare to stay in this Fushun City. Except for some soldiers sent to search in the city, the rest of the people withdrew from Fushun City and temporarily camped outside Fushun City. The moans and terrible howls from time to time in the camp behind them tormented the nerves of all the female straight people, although those female straight soldiers were angry because their comrades were plotted, but for this situation of not seeing the enemy, but bringing death, it really made them a little overwhelmed, or rather, they didn't want to find a target to vent.

And Dong Shan, who also heard that Nagunaha was seriously injured and couldn't wake up, finally closed his mouth in amusement, but the eyes with doubts and reproach were still staring at Li Manzhu.

At this time, one after another, female warriors who rushed into the houses to search for all suspicious places rushed over to report the news, but all the answers were neither beyond Li Manzhu's expectations, but also beyond Li Manzhu's expectations.

In other words, no one has found the slightest trace of people in Fusuoshun City. And the more this happened, the more angry and frightened Li Manzhu was in his heart, because he really couldn't tell how this explosion happened, and its power was many times greater than the power of the Ming army's artillery that he had seen and heard in the past.

"Don't say that you are wondering, even the old man is very confused, I'm afraid that only those Ming Jun and God will know what the hell is going on." After listening to the report of his subordinates, Li Manzhu smiled bitterly, sat down on the horse brought by the guards next to him, and looked at the Fushun office not far from him.

The east gate of Fushun had been reduced to collapsed ruins, and the boulders and dirt still could not hide the blackened ground of the explosion, and the broken legs and arms scattered around the ruins, as well as some indistinguishable objects, had still not been cleaned up.

"More than 300 people died, and almost 1,000 people were injured, those Han dogs, they are really not fucking things." Vancha, who had been the least injured, hurried over, pulled off his helmet and wiped a handful of sweat from his head, his face smothered with anger. "What the hell is it, obviously no one is looking, but it can explode when we enter the city."

"Who knows, Da Ming is so big, there are some weird things, and it's normal for us to not figure it out." Li Manzhu raised his hand and wiped his face, and then asked, "By the way, have you seen the surroundings of Fushun City?" ”

"Don't worry, I've already sent the spies out, whether it's a person or a ghost, as long as there is movement, I will definitely be able to find out." Fancha took the water bladder handed by his hand, raised his head, and poured it heavily.

"What shall we do now?" Dong Shan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and glared viciously at the Fushun City that was as silent as a dead city, if his gaze could be converted into destructive power, I am afraid that at this moment, Fushun City has been crushed into crumbs by the gaze of Dong Shan and the female straight man.

"Let's first figure out what kind of weapons the Ming military uses, otherwise, if we encounter such a thing again, how many people are there in our Jianzhou women, and a few more times, don't say that the army's heart is scattered, I'm afraid that I can return to Jianzhou......" Speaking of this, Fan Cha rubbed his still red head.

"The old man can see that this should be the Ming army buried the gunpowder under the walls and streets of Fushun in advance, and they managed to detonate it when we walked into the ambush circle." Li Manzhu's speculation is indeed close to the truth of the facts. But the problem is that he can't figure out how the Ming army calculates when they will enter the city and detonate it in time. For Jianzhou Nuzhi, who had never seen a mine and didn't know how to use it, it was indeed impossible for them to learn more about it at a deeper level.

"If we go back like this, it will be more difficult to explain than if we didn't go back before we went to Fushun." Dong Shan glanced at his uncle Fancha, and his face was disgusted. "No matter what, if we don't take some Han dogs to vent the fire, I can't swallow this breath."

And just when Dong Shan's words fell, a fast horse galloped towards the camp, bringing news that a small number of Ming army rangers had been found on a ridge west of Fushun City.

(To be continued)