"The black dragon gun used by the pre-Qin to dominate the world!"

"How is it possible, after the defeat of the pre-Qin to the Heavenly Court in the past, all the strange and skillful techniques related to the pre-Qin were destroyed by the Heavenly Court, how could Wang Nanrong find so many black dragon guns?"

The Confucian scholars from the four academies, led by Ke Menglong, were shocked, and immediately found the relevant information from their minds about the Black Dragon Gun, the predecessor of the Fu Array Cannon.

At the same time, they also remembered for the first time all the achievements of the Black Dragon Gun in the ancient books of the academy.

Slaughter Immortals!

The first interview of the Black Dragon Gun was when the Qin State destroyed Han, and that time as soon as the Black Dragon Gun appeared, he slaughtered the heritage of Korea and bombarded the five earth immortals into ashes.

Subsequently, when the pre-Qin unified the world, the Xiongcheng Iron Pass, which used to be an iron wall for the six countries of the world, was like paper paste in front of the black dragon.

No matter what material those Xiongcheng Iron Gates were made of, no matter how many formation talismans were carved on their walls, they could not withstand the bombardment of the Black Dragon Gun.

Before the Six Kingdoms could react, the pre-Qin relied on the power of the Black Dragon Gun to sweep away most of the resistance forces.

Thinking of the Xiongguan that the Black Dragon Gun broke through after it came out, Ke Menglong and the others couldn't help but feel a little weak in their legs.

In the past, those Xiongguan with the addition of the formation talisman could not withstand the bombardment of the black dragon gun, how could this Jinyang city under their feet resist the Zhenbei army with the black dragon gun!

Not to mention the weak legs of Ke Menglong and other knowledgeable people, the middle army of the Seventh Army, looking at the effect of dozens of rune cannons after firing a salvo, Wang Yu couldn't help frowning.

Compared with the genuine Black Dragon Gun, the power of the rune array cannon is always a little worse.

According to the records of those ancient books obtained from my grandfather in Guguan, every black dragon gun has the power to slaughter immortals, and even if a single rune array cannon tries its best, I am afraid that it will not be able to hurt a single hair of the earth immortal, and the gap is really too big!

I don't know where the pre-Qin in the past got those strange materials to cast the rune cannon? The secret agents of the Zhenbei Army have searched all over the world, and they have not been able to come up with the materials needed to cast the black dragon gun!

Moreover, compared to the Pre-Qin Black Dragon Gun, which could be activated by the Spirit Stone of Strange Things, the current source of power of the rune array cannon that was copied by his own family relied on the immortal martial arts cultivation of the gunners who controlled the rune array cannon, which was really a little inconvenient.

The gunner cultivation of each rune array cannon is also at least martial arts innate or immortal sacrifice wine, and only such masters who connect heaven and earth and can temporarily accommodate heaven and earth can supply enough energy to the rune array cannon.

But this kind of talent, even with the profound background of the Zhenbei Army, can only move dozens of people to train them to become gunners.

Cutting off the thoughts in his mind, Wang Yu focused his attention on the battlefield, and his grandfather put the Fu Array Artillery Battalion in his hands for the first time to cultivate and trust himself.

On this trip to the south, he must take the north completely to repay his grandfather's trust.

Ke Menglong and the others, who were well aware of the truth that the gentleman hid his weapon and waited for him to move, immediately wanted to smear oil on the soles of their feet and give up Jinyang City, which was already hopeless, but before they could make a move, the second round of bombardment from the Fu Array cannon came to their group.

Looking at the pillars of light that swept through the void like lightning, the faces of the masters from the four courtyards of Confucianism were all like dead mothers.

The Zhenbei Army deceived people too much, and they didn't even give time for the nonsense of preaching that their division was famous before the war!

Despite the fear and hatred in their hearts, the movements of these masters of the Confucian Four Courts were not slow.

Several treasures that carried the spirit of the great Confucians were sacrificed by them in an instant to protect themselves.

The literary qi in their bodies rose to the extreme, condensing dozens of poems related to defense in just a moment, and the various visions after the appearance of those poems enveloped the aura between heaven and earth, turning into one after another to protect them.

Looking at the Confucian scholars led by Ke Menglong who instantly turned into turtle shells, Wang Yu, who was far away in the Chinese army, didn't know what to say!

However, although he didn't know what to say, the fire from the artillery battalion expressed what he wanted to say.

Although the rune array cannon is only a replica, and the source of the power to urge it is far inferior to the black dragon gun of Immortal Qin, it is far from being able to withstand these local chickens and dogs.

If it is a top Confucian in person, he may be able to resist the concentrated fire of dozens of rune array cannons by exhausting all his hole cards and exhausting all his foundations!

With a roar that resounded through the sky, the cannon fire of the Fu Array cannon shattered the Great Confucian Treasure suspended in the air, and bombarded the vision formed after the convergence of dozens of defensive poems.

With a 'snap' sound, after resisting the remaining cannon fire of the rune array cannon, the defense jointly laid by Ke Menglong and the others was broken.

The remnants of the white cannon fire bombarded Ke Menglong and the other Confucian scholars with a vast and majestic force.

The Confucian scholars in Confucian robes did not even leave a last word, and were reduced to ashes by the high temperature contained in the artillery fire itself.

Looking at the Confucian students who disappeared beside him, and then looking at the city gate tower behind the Confucian students, where no bricks and tiles were left, Zao Wou-ki, who had been fighting for half his life, tried the feeling of powerlessness for the first time.

This is no longer like a battle for hegemony among the princes of the world!

In the face of such a Zhenbei army, Li Lingguang did not complain about the loss!

After sighing twice, Zhao Wouji, who felt hopeless to defend Jinyang, pulled out the sword at his waist: "If a man wants to repay the king's kindness, dying in the field is a good end."

Captain Ling, besides me, you are respected in Jinyang City, after I die, you will cut off my head and surrender to the city, and ask for a good death for the brothers in this city!"

After explaining what had happened, Zao Wou-Ki immediately swung his sword and killed himself on the city wall.

Looking at Zhao Wouji, who was bleeding all over the ground but not falling with a pestle, all the Jin soldiers on the city wall silently left tears.

The soldiers who belonged to Zao Wou-Ki even raised their waist knives and followed Zao Wou-Ki in the same way.

Among the remaining soldiers, there were soldiers who respected this general who killed themselves and went with him, and those who were impulsive wanted to incite the people to defend the city and fight to the death with the Zhenbei army.

However, the vast majority of the generals and soldiers still obeyed Zao Wou-ki's orders and raised the banner of surrender before the third round of artillery bombardment by the Zhenbei army.

In the absence of carrying the righteousness, most of the generals and soldiers still want to be alive.

In the face of the Zhenbei Army, whose strength had completely crushed them, they could no longer afford to resist.

Two hours later, the sun had just risen overhead, and under the support of his generals, Wang Yu climbed the wall of Jinyang City.

Looking at Zao Wou-Ki, whose blood was exhausted but his sword could not be captured, he sighed: "My enemy is my enemy, and his hero." Even though their positions are different, Li Lingguang, the flying general, and Zhao Wouji, the city lord of Jinyang City, are still worthy of admiration.

Passing on my order, I ordered someone to pack up the remains of General Zhao and find General Li's clothes and crown from the city, and bury the two generals in a thick coffin.

These soldiers who followed General Zhao were buried next to these two generals, which was a complete sign of their friendship. ”

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