A ball of silver energy resembling a lunar disk gradually condensed into the barrel of the middle caliber and somewhat old magic cannon in the tower.

There was a "boom", as if something was ignited.

There was no violent movement, only a silver light remained in the air, and the silver energy ball coiled in the barrel of the magic guide cannon seemed to disappear out of thin air.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no coercion and oppression, so fast, so fast that no one could capture its afterimage.

There was no flying ash and smoke in the sky, and there was no scary scene of severed limbs in the air, as if the magic cannon just now was just a squib, and nothing happened.

"How many have you killed?" Roki, who looked out through the window where he placed the magic guide cannon, said uncertainly, feeling a little angry in his heart, the light and clear momentum just now, he couldn't help but worry, this old antique from at least thousands of years ago wouldn't be broken.

"Young master, look there. With a finger of his hand, Rollo smiled.

"Huh!"

Seeing that the originally dense army of rotten brain monsters in the moat vacated a clearing with a diameter of nearly ten meters, Luo Ji grinned, and instantly understood that this must be the power of the magic guide cannon.

"I didn't expect the power of this old antique to be not bad, this cannon goes down, tsk, look at the distance of that clearing, at least dozens of rotten brain monsters directly evaporate into air. Roki looked at the bronze cannon in front of him with a look of surprise, and the magic guide cannon with a very backward equipment mechanism.

"The owner of the Yin Puppet City is a ninth-order archmage who crisscrossed the empire thousands of years ago, and the magic guide cannon that he selected to defend the city with a weapon naturally couldn't be a bargain. Thousands of years ago, the high-end magic cannons were no worse than some of our high-end goods today, after all, our mage civilization has not improved much in the past thousands of years. Rollo patted Rockey on the head and explained.

"Don't just pat me on the head, I'm not tall. Roki pouted unpleasantly, but for some reason, Roki didn't slap Rolo's hand off with his own hands.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just don't shoot. Rolling retracted his nostalgic hand, Rollo said.

"Hmph, if it weren't for Young Master Ben's generosity, I... It's not good, Rollo, why are those rotten brain monsters still moving forward, didn't that cannon just now deter them?" Roki said something with an unhappy face at first, but in the middle of the way, his eyes didn't know what he saw, and his eyes widened suddenly, and his tone was shocked.

Sure enough, it wasn't so easy to be intimidated, and I thought I could buy a little time for Sivi and them. Rollo withdrew his gaze, words in his mouth.

As Roki and Luo Luo saw, the army of rotten brain monsters that had been frightened by the terrifying power of the magic cannon and stopped moving a little should have been shocked in the end.

But after a giant Brain Rot, apparently the leader of an army of Brain Rotters, the heads of several large beasts or humans in the chest and abdomen vibrated in unison, emitting a strange sound that resembled sound waves.

Then even the rotten brain monster who was frightened in his heart did not dare to pause or take a step back, because this is an iron law that all soldiers in the army must abide by, that is, all soldiers must abide by military rules and obey military orders.

All soldiers must obey military regulations, and it seems simple and easy to obey military orders, but every army will inevitably have some thorns, which are stubborn and difficult to train, and also have some real skills, otherwise they will not have the confidence to take the lead in ignoring military regulations.

On the battlefield, some thorns are timid and will be deserters, some thorns are disgusted by their superiors and will be used as cannon fodder, and some thorns are brave, and they become a strange soldier when they are healthy, and they have made war exploits that can reverse the tide of the war, which also makes many generals love and hate the thorns in the army.

But there is one person in the Jiuhua Empire who is the least interested in thorns, and he is now the well-deserved first military god of the empire, the commander of the Northwest Iron Blood Legion, Marshal Haohe Mahatma, he once said:

"A thorn in the army with unique skills, an ordinary soldier, let me choose one of the two to take to attack the orcs, and I choose the latter.

Because what my army needs is absolute obedience, which an ordinary person can do in a few days, and those who are skilled in skills can do it in ten or eight years.

The empire is most populated by ordinary people, I'm not stupid, give up a big forest that is easy to take on flat land, and cut down a few big trees that grow on the rugged roads and mountains, and I don't have time to conquer them, because the most important thing in war is time. ”

In this regard, the necromancy has done an excellent job, because all disobedience has been cleared up at the earliest time. The lesson of this blood, which has lasted for thousands of years, has formed a deep-rooted concept in the minds of the creatures of the necromantic realm, absolute obedience.

"Luo Luo, fire the magic cannon again, I don't believe it, those rotten brains won't be afraid. Roki commanded Rollo, his tone a little gnashing.

"Young Master, don't worry, I'm very puzzled now that the Redtans who are guarding the front, it's been so long, there shouldn't be no movement!" Luo Luo didn't agree directly, but looked at the front of the city tower that had been moving until now.

"Those supernovas won't be scared out of their legs. Luo Ji said seriously, and Luo Luo secretly rolled his eyes, this little young master forgot too quickly, even Marina's woman was not good just now, but he had a handful of snot and tears, and the thick rue on his face cried.

"Probably not, Lord Xiwei's skills, the young master should have seen it just now, he let us be in charge of the two wings, let Retans and them defend the front, there must be his deep meaning. Although Luo Luo kept complaining, he didn't dare to offend this little ancestor on his face.

Thinking of the cool scene of the battle between Xiwei and the white-haired man just now, Roki suddenly didn't dare to say anything, and after a while, Roki suddenly pushed Rolo.

"What's wrong?"

"Why don't we go over and have a look?" Roki suggested.

Luo Luo thought for a while, and finally nodded, after all, although he didn't say it, he was still a little curious in his heart.

"A few of you, keep firing the magic cannon, and I'll go with Rollo. Looking at the few mage apprentices in front of him, Roki ordered.

"Trouble. Silently, a tall young man dressed in a gray mage apprentice patted him on the shoulder, and Rollo turned around and chased after Roki, who had taken the first step.

Rollo knew very well that he and they were both slaves, but the difference was that he had mage apprentices, while they were slaves sent to the academy by the Bush family to serve Roki at a large amount of money, and they were actually just ordinary people in gray robes and mage robes.

Fate gave him a misfortune and a fortune that made him a slave at birth, born with no choice and no one to blame. Luckily, he possessed the talent of a mage, which allowed him to meet Master Roki.

Looking at the young man waving to him in front of him, Rollo smiled knowingly, although I can't choose the past birth, I can choose my last future.

All my life, I will protect you!

This will be a belief that I will hold on to for the rest of my life.