He will strictly control the gunpowder, and let the dark department take over all the raw materials, and he can't trust the others.

Only he knows the recipe.

The only raw materials transported were saltpeter and sulfur, although they were also collected in the shadows, but they couldn't hide it from the eyes of those who had a heart, and he didn't know how many spies there were in the army.

Carbon is the simplest, no one could have imagined that such an important thing is made of carbon, and the proportional share accounts for half of it, but it can be hidden.

When others create it, I don't know how long it has been, and it is estimated that the world has long been unified.

Leisurely is also the power of heart frightening explosives, not to mention how lethal it is, even if this sound suddenly appears, it will also frighten people's minds.

"Demon, back to camp."

yawned leisurely, and the person was a little confused, as if he had never heard the loud noise just now.

"Okay, ma'am, we'll go back."

After experimenting with power, Xiao Luo sent him back to the camp tent to rest. I went back to my work.

Since she was pregnant, she has had no other reaction except for frequent hunger and some sleepiness.

I didn't eat dinner in the evening, so I left a note and went back to the space to rest.

A wicked man can do anything, and she doesn't suffer with her.

Xiao Luo has obtained a new type of weapon, and the enemy is not afraid of many people.

He wants to kill on the battlefield without leaving a piece of armor, leaving behind a great name, and it is better to be terrified when you hear his name.

Nanyue Xirong didn't have the patience to wait for Beiqing to relax.

戌時.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, the teams of the two countries began to raid the defensive line.

Iron horses with heavy armor on their backs and scimitars in their hands, infantry with spears and swords, and heavy chariots in battle.

The trap left behind a lot of pioneers Xirong Tieji, only a small part, and it couldn't stop the footsteps of wanting to step on Beiqing.

The two armies of the fire-colored dragon quickly pulled in, and the archers who were free from the periphery rode on horseback, and they were protected impenetrable.

Arrows rain on both sides, and some people fall down with arrows, and immediately those behind them put up their shields.

Xiao Luo rode on a war horse, his silver-white armor emitting a cold cold light, facing the darkness and firelight, as if stepping into the gate of hell.

Stepping on the evil spirit of the night like lightning, he took the lead in charging into battle, like a ruthless meat grinding machine, rampage and no one could stop him, and the sword qi swept with the wails and cries of the enemy soldiers.

The cold silence in his eyes was like an abyss, the sound of the sword piercing the flesh, slashing straight at a bloody path, violent and bloodthirsty.

The firelight, the sound of slashing and slashing are endless.

Stubbornly blocked most of Xirong Tieji alone.

Tuoba was in the rear, looking at Tie Ji who was scattered by the firelight and the Xirong warriors who were ruthlessly killed, his heart was dripping blood, and his eyes were red!

At a glance, he recognized it as the King of Freedom, and ordered the Xijon warriors to "retreat" in shock!

Seeing that the opportunity is wrong, the Xirong soldiers will retreat as fast as a flood, and Xiao Luo's hand will rise and fall faster.

The South Vietnamese general Yu Wenqian and the staff around him felt that the timing was just right, and looked at Tuoba Han on the side with disdain.

The lonely army of the King of Freedom went deep, and it was a good time to capture, and he ordered loudly: "Capture alive, kill the King of Freedom and reward ten thousand taels of gold, and give ten thousand households!" ”

A million South Vietnamese troops can't kill a free king? He didn't believe it, but their national teacher had said that the King of Freedom in Beiqing was a person who sold his reputation and reputation, and he was not an immortal at all.

Xiao Luo, who was besieged, smiled evilly, accompanied by the wreckage of the Shura field and the severed limbs, the sword qi was wielded, and he was killed.

With the fall of the South Vietnamese soldiers, he was surrounded by corpses, and the other party who killed him was frightened but did not dare to retreat.

The dense crowd of human heads and darkness blocked the view, and it was impossible to see the situation inside, only the firelight flickered.

Yu Wenqian was extremely excited, and killed the free king Beiqing like no man's land, and the fruits of victory beckoned to him.

"General Tuoba is too bold, where are there immortal people on the battlefield, but this time we have won the first place in South Vietnam!"

Although Tuoba Han is a reckless man, he is not brainless, and the King of Freedom is a ruthless man, one person who has thousands of troops and thousands of horses, and he is a man.

Their sons and daughters are not for the South Vietnamese to charge into battle, the King of Freedom did not appear earlier, and the fallen horse is at his fingertips, and it is okay to press the battle ahead.

"What do you mean by this, my Xirong men are all well-known men, this trip is just to cheer, too many injuries are not like our Great Khan explained."

Yu Wenqian is arrogant, he doesn't retreat now, who can stop King Xiaoyao when he breaks out of the encirclement? If he's stupid, he can't do it.

Yu Wenqian touched his mustache and sneered disdainfully: "General Tuoba looks at it." ”

The battlefield is changing rapidly, there are crowds of people, and you will be tired after killing for a long time, but Xiao Luo is as tireless as killing a god.

Crazy strangulation, falling in pieces, the evil atmosphere is pervasive, and the smell of blood is terrifying.

He has never used all his strength, and pure physical strength is not something that ordinary people can resist.

With another move, South Vietnamese soldiers fell in large swaths, and for a time it became a vacuum.

The trembling South Vietnamese soldiers retreated uncontrollably, looking at the killing god like a soul envoy, they were stunned and stupid, and they didn't dare to look at Xiao Luo.

With the passage of time, the more than 200,000 corpses that were sharply reduced were like mountains and seas, and they only besieged and did not dare to attack.

Tuoba Han touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Xiao Luo who was like a murderous god in the distance, and his heart was terrified.

In ancient times, there was a great god of whiteness, and the name of a million butchers was terrifying, and children cried at night. Now that King Xiaoyao has destroyed an army of 200,000 by himself, in just one night, he has been fighting tirelessly with a knife and a gun, how not to make people frightened.

Without looking back, he led the rest of Xijon's army away.

Yu Wenqian looked at the lost generals and did not feel distressed, only angry, they were all waste, and had no choice but to order the withdrawal of the army.

Reported to the national teacher to get an idea, and he couldn't afford to lose too many troops.

The enemy retreated like a tide, and Xiao Luo stood in place one by one, staring at Yu Wenqian with an evil smile, like a ghost.

Yu Wenqian felt something, naturally saw Xiao Luo's smile, felt a chill in his heart, and rode away wildly.

Facing the dawn of the morning, the faint light reflected everyone's faces.

More than 60,000 soldiers in the rear wept with joy, they won! 100,000 against more than a million enemy troops! Guarded the fallen horse.

How mighty it is for the King to kill 200,000 enemy troops by himself!

The wizened soldiers, raising their spears and shouting in triumph, "Long live the Easy King!" ”

The young generals, the soldiers with their faces red with blood, looked at their god of war with adoration!

Xiao Luo quietly looked into the distance.

are waiting for him, he will leave a name for killing on the battlefield, but he looks at this world, who would dare to destroy his idle life.

Is it fun to fight and kill? What if I destroy you? He remembered the siege of Baihua Valley, and he had already held a fire in his stomach.

These people are not enough to be angry with him, the war in the four countries is over, and none of those gangs want to run.

The gloomy and evil peach blossom eyes, the streamer flashed, turned the horse's head and ignored the worship of everyone, and said lightly: "Return to the camp"