The elders of the Warat Moon Department never thought that the arrogant seclusion of the wild wolf would only lead to backwardness and stupidity. They were thinking about how to keep their secret recipe from being known by others, but they never thought that there might be this plant in other places, and there would be people who would use it as medicine.

I didn't even think that the antidote might have been circulated, and there was no response at all, and the result was that I ran into the battlefield and mastered the idea of this drug, and in one fell swoop, I lost my advantage cleanly, and I didn't know it.

This kind of unenterprising, in the moon department, and even in the whole of Warat, is a kind of inertia, everyone has become accustomed to talking with their arms, like to use the knife to determine right and wrong, and forget that as a person, the most powerful thing is not the body, but the mind.

At the beginning, the predecessors of the Tsukibe invented the use of hook claws and fist blades, and after many years, these techniques have not progressed, and even the hook claws and fist blades used now, many of them have been handed down many years ago. And the Ming Praetorian Guard, who has used light composite protective armor, has used multiple repeating crossbows, and the use of double battle spears is a big level ahead of the hook claw fist blade.

These advances in equipment, these advances in tactical thinking, these are always examining their weaknesses, and the measures to improve their weaknesses have caused a huge gap between the Ming Janissaries and the Warat warriors, and it can be seen from this battle that even when facing the Wara Golden Sword warriors on the city tower, the Janissaries only used a near-injuryless battle to solve the Golden Knife Regiment that Bayin Muren was proud of.

It's a pity that in the darkness of the Warat Moon Division, they don't know the reality of the other party, they only see a force that is constantly bleeding under the constant incursion, in order to save their companions, many of them are now struggling. It can only be dragged on the ground with difficulty.

They couldn't see that in the dark, the pair of blood-red eyes, all the repeating crossbows had been loaded with arrows, and even some of the repeating crossbows had been adjusted to the state of bursting. All had already taken the liquor as an antidote, waiting, waiting, waiting for the Warats.

When this slow team, dragging with difficulty, slowly turning the corner of the street, the Wara Moon Division finally began to move, and the huge cloth sails were erected at one time, but this time, their role was not to confuse the law, not to block the arrows, but to blow the wind,

The huge cloth sails were created in the stable environment of the Grand Bazaar, and there was enough wind power at once. The wind that carried the smoke and dust enveloped the more than 100 people of this Praetorian Guard team at once.

"Beware of enemy attacks, poisonous smoke, cover your mouth and nose!" Zhao Jinlong, who was walking in the front row, shouted anxiously, and then, he fell first, the brothers in the team, although they made protective actions one by one, but obviously they could not have enough protection, and they fell one after another.

As soon as the flag door opened, the cloth banner was taken back, and the elders of the Wara Moon Department howled Lang Yue. Stood up with a grin.

"These barbarians. Not all of them are very powerful horses, but now they have become soft-footed shrimps, hehehehehehe. This time, I'm going to get you all back, and let the children have a good meal of meat!"

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, the Moon warriors of Warat poured out from both sides. Towards the position of the Ming guard, he rushed over.

All of this was looked at carefully by Zhao Jinlong, who was lying in the front row, and as the first to fall, Zhao Jinlong's eyes were always round. The toxic smoke emitted is a special version of the stumbling rope, and if it is inhaled into the lungs, it can interact with the bloodstream there, even if it does not cut the skin.

It's a pity that everyone has already drunk the medicinal aged liquor in advance, so now, no one is really poisoned, everyone has their eyes wide open, and they are looking ahead expressionlessly, waiting for a signal from Zhao Jinlong.

The stumbling rope is a numbing medicine and not a poison, and the people in the Vara Moon Department know it very well, so Zhao Jinlong is lying on the ground with his eyes open, which is the manifestation of the attack of this medicine, and the Moon Minister is very happy to look at this team of fallen people, waiting for his subordinates to clean them all up, and then they can be slowly concocted.

These Ming guards with double spears, but among all the fighting troops, the most hated by Wara, they are not only the Ming troops, but also eliminated the Golden Knife Regiment, and attacked the important officers of Wara many times.

Now, these guys have all fallen to the ground, imagining what kind of reward the boss will have if their clan returns victoriously, and what kind of glory their troops will get in the whole territory of Warat, the elder of the Moon Department, the face that usually doesn't smile, the corners of his mouth can't stop turning up,

By the way, there are also those weapons of the Ming Army, especially those crossbows, which are good things like artifacts, although they can't all be densed, but if you keep a third, there should be no problem, thinking of all this, Minister Yue really feels that it is really worth it to use these special stumbling ropes, no, not only is it worthwhile, it is simply a big profit, such an opponent is hard to find. It's still my luck.

The wolf warriors of the Moon Department moved very quickly, and the soldiers were divided into two ways, and the two teams ran out from under the cloth flags, divided into left and right, and surrounded the entire team, they should be more confident in the efficacy of their medicine here, and there was nothing to wait for, so the two teams began to encircle, prepare, and put everyone's equipment down.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhao Jinlong shouted, "hands" The Praetorian Guards who were paralyzed into a pile, as if they were fierce beasts that had opened their eyes, began to move in an instant, first a wave of dense arrow rain, as a greeting gift, shot towards the Wara Moon soldiers who came over on both sides.

This rapid and violent rain of arrows directly caught the moon by surprise, and the average number of soldiers in the department was divided into at least four arrows every month, because the distance was too close, many people did not have time to scream, and they were nailed to the building behind them by crossbow arrows, and a small number of arrows were not fatal, and they were immediately pierced through the entire body by a short spear that followed.

The shooter who shot the crossbow empty, half-kneeling and began to reload, next to everyone, there was a spearman who was protecting, the shooter reloaded with his head down, not looking around at all, and the spearman stood upright with his double battle spear, completely protecting the shooter behind his forehead. A tight protective formation was formed.