While the people of the Ox Country were preparing for the war, in the city, Wang Zhong and Zhao Jie had already experimented with new weapons.

Walking out of the open-air square, Zhao Jie was still in a trance at this time, and only after a long time did he say to the king: "Shopkeeper Wang, the weapons you provided for us this time are really very useful, after returning to the imperial capital, I will report to the Holy Lord, and I will definitely not treat you badly." ”

"General Zhao is serious." Wang Zhong said politely, but he didn't shirk it, after all, Zhao Jie really helped him say good things, which would definitely be of a lot of benefit to him.

"Well, I have already trained the soldiers for the flintlock pistol you handed me over, and asked the craftsmen to build the flintlock pistol in large quantities, but unfortunately the time is too hasty, otherwise the people of the Ox Country will die without a place to bury."

While the two were talking, Wang Chong invited Zhao Jie to his hot pot tavern for dinner.

Now because of the advent of the war, there are no people in the originally prosperous city, when Zhao Jie passed by the hot pot restaurant, he looked at the position of the sky and the earth, showing a yearning look.

"General Zhao has someone you like?" Wang Zhong asked.

Zhao Jie looked embarrassed: "I passed by here not long ago, and I heard that there was a strange woman Zhang Xiaodie inside, and I was fortunate to have a few drinks with Miss Zhang that day, and I heard that Miss Zhang's description of the art of war, which really made me thunderous and admired." ”

Wang Chong smiled faintly, when he was training those women, in order to make their characters more plump, he explained some knowledge in a targeted manner, as for Zhang Xiaodie, he bought her a few books on the art of war, and wanted her to use it for pretending, but he didn't expect to be fascinated by Zhao Jie.

"Hey, the people in heaven and on earth, didn't they run away?" Zhao Jie saw that although the door was closed in heaven and earth, there seemed to be a figure upstairs.

"Well, the people inside haven't left, they all came here in desperation, and now there is chaos outside, and they have nowhere to go." Wang shook his head and said.

"Miss Fluttershy, she ......"

"She's naturally not leaving, if you want to see her, I can introduce you to her." Wang Chongdao.

"Do you know Miss Zhang?" Zhao Jie was very surprised.

"Please, General Zhao." Wang Zhong took Zhao Jie into heaven and earth.

Two days later, 30,000 soldiers of the Ox Country approached the Acropolis.

Standing in front of him is the Iron Cavalry Battalion of the Cattle Country, the Iron Cavalry Legion, which has terrified countless people.

This group of soldiers is strong and strong, good at cavalry impact, no matter how neat the army, it can't withstand the strong impact of the Iron Cavalry Legion, so this way down, the city has been broken countless times.

"The people inside listen to me, I am your grandfather Niu Han, I came out to call the battle today, who dares to fight with me among the turtle sons inside."

Niu Han rode a war horse, held a giant knife, and pointed at the city and shouted.

This is called calling the formation, in ancient times, before the war, the general would call the formation, if the other side defeated, it could increase the morale of the own side a lot.

This bull man looks like a tiger, if he really competes, there are really few people in the city who can deal with him.

At this moment, Wang Zhong took his two sons and followed Zhao Jie to the top of the city tower.

"This is the Iron Cavalry Legion of the Ox Country, the king's shopkeeper, I'll ask you later."

Because Wang Chong's weapons were designed by Wang Chong, and the people who used them were all trained by Wang Chong himself, the battle to be fought later had to be operated by Wang Chong.

"General Zhao, please rest assured."

Wang Chong arched his hand, and at this time the city gate below opened, and Wang Chong's eldest son, Wang Long, rushed out on a war horse.

Wang Chong arranged for Wang Lung to go out, on the one hand, because these soldiers did not know much about the use of flintlock pistols, and on the other hand, he also hoped that Wang Lung would become famous in the first battle and pave the way for the army in the future.

Of course, Zhao Jie also understood what Wang Chong meant, and he also had some admiration for Wang Chong, according to his information, Wang Chong was just an ordinary poor man, he almost starved to death when he was a child, and in just a few decades, he developed like this, and he couldn't do it by asking him.

The cow man outside the city gate saw that it was just a young doll coming out, and he was so angry that he yelled a few times, and the giant knife pointed at Wang Lung and shouted: "Hairy boy, what's the matter." ”

"Wang Long, the king of the royal family, will behead you under the horse today." Wang Lung roared.

"Wha! Maotou boy, you General Zhao is no one, send you out to find death, okay, today your grandfather sent you to the underworld early, after you go down, remember your grandfather's name, Niu Han. ”

When the words fell, Niu Han clamped the horse's body between his legs: "Rack!" ”

He was armed with a huge knife and rushed at it with great speed.

At this moment, the palms of the group of sergeants on the city tower were sweating, and they all knew about this Wang Lung, it seemed that they had not even joined the army, and the Niu Han on the opposite side was one of the best fierce generals in the country of cattle, and there were not ten generals who died in his hands, but also eight, and such a fierce man, what did Wang Lung rely on?

"I heard it's with a flintlock pistol!"

A sergeant on the castle tower whispered, "I've seen that thing, it makes a thumping sound." ”

"Have you ever seen that thing kill people?" The man next to him asked.

"I don't know, I've also heard that after making a sound, the enemy will fall, a bit like a hidden weapon, by the way, this thing is the invention of the local king's shopkeeper."

When others were talking, Wang Chong was expressionless.

Let Wang Lung appear this time, of course, there are dangers, but if you want to grow, how can you do it without experiencing these difficulties? So Wang Chong let his son appear.

If you really die in battle, it is also fate.

In the face of the impact of the Niu Han war horse, Wang Lung took out the flintlock pistol on his waist, although he was nervous, but his movements were not slow, the gunpowder had already been filled, and now he only needed to load the iron beads.

Iron beads were thrown into the muzzle of the gun and aimed at Niu Han.

Niu Han is very strange, this guy doesn't take a knife, is he stupid.

"Give me death!" The cow man roared.

Wang Lung didn't shoot, he was waiting, he had shot this gun countless times, and he clearly knew that the range of the gun was twenty or thirty meters, and in order to ensure high accuracy, the best shooting distance was more than ten meters.

Finally, Niu Han rushed to a distance of more than ten meters, and with a 'bang', the flintlock gun shot, and before Niu Han could react, he fell out with a man and a horse.

"There's an accident!"

The group of people in the country of cattle were shocked.