Guo Ziyi has always had a smile on his face, he actually smiled very easily, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, in the palace of swords, swords, and swords, there are still four people desperately, facing the dazzling sword mountain and gun forest, he can still laugh very easily.

Tang Suzong finally said something at this time, although his voice was not loud, the four people on the field were shouting and shouting, even Tang Suzong himself thought that others could not hear it, but he didn't know that everyone was waiting for him to speak.

In the past, he was full of words, but now he is full of words, and the life and death of everyone on the field are in his words.

Su Zong lay on the bed and shouted: "I am peaceful in the world, and the people are in peace, and I am strategizing in the middle of the battle, winning thousands of miles away, using my body as a sword, but I am presumptuous here."

Hearing Su Zong's words, the Heavenly Demon smiled faintly and said: "Your Majesty, now the king is no longer the king, the thief is no longer a thief, and between the king and the thief, the strong wins." ”

The emperor was shocked, but his face was still silent, and he snorted coldly and asked: "A thief is a thief? A thief can become a king, and he will only laugh." ”

The queen of this side rushed over and ordered the bird team to hurry to the city gate.

The Heavenly Demon said lightly: "Although the bird gun is powerful, it can't be extremely far, but when it comes to attacking and defending the city, it is far inferior to the bow and arrow. ”

The queen didn't think so, and laughed and said: "Your Excellency is said to be Bao Ziyun's first staff, and it turns out that his knowledge is nothing more than that, no wonder Bao Ziyun can't hate his legs today." ”

The Heavenly Demon shook his head and said, "Dare to ask the queen mother, can you know the comparison of long-range weapons, what points do you look at?"

The queen's understanding of these weapons and firearms is not very fine, but she has a lot of research, only knowing that the musket is infinitely powerful, and she really does not know the specific details.

Heavenly Demon said: "Although the sound of the bird gun is deafening, it cannot be extremely far, and it is very easy to cause a fire, Luoyang is an old city, and the recovery of life is only five or six years, once the fire is bound to be difficult to recover." ”

The queen said coldly, "So what?"

Heavenly Demon said lightly: "After the fire, there will be a plague, if you come again, the queen and your majesty will have to move the capital." ”

On this side, the blades hit very hard. There was a clink.

Luo Bing was in the middle of the fight, this time his thoughts were mysterious, he had a slight upper hand, and when he was thinking about it, he could also be distracted, and after listening to the words of the Heavenly Demon, he smiled and said, "That's right." I've met the people of the Divine Machine Battalion, and they told me that if the musket can still hit people at more than eighty paces, it is equivalent to mythology. ”

Mei Changqing knew Luo Bing's temperament, and she was happy to play a double reed with him, so she said, "What myth?"

Luo Bing said with a hippie smile: "Hou Yi shoots the sun"

Mei Changqing couldn't help laughing, Lu Changfeng, Guo Ziyi and others were also Wan'er, but the people on the queen's side had gloomy faces.

The queen was furious in her heart, and said coldly at the Heavenly Demon: "Not necessarily. My people are all strictly trained, and they are much better than those people in the Shenji Camp who are drinking and eating all day long."

Heavenly Demon smiled faintly and said, "The Divine Machine Battalion was originally part of the Praetorian Guard, but it was later disbanded. Queen, I'm afraid half of your musket team is recruited from there. The remaining half are also trained by the people of the Shenji Battalion, and their skills may not be stronger than the original Shenji Battalion. What's more, the range is limited by the firearm itself, and it has little to do with the user's skill. ”

The Heavenly Demon paused, and then said, "If Jin Wuwei has the Thunderbolt Hall's earth-shattering thunder, there should be no problem in capturing the Inner Palace. But I heard that the queen herself rejected such a powerful firearm, which is puzzling. ”

The queen snorted: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, how can you prescribe the killing ring in vain, and you can't magnify life and death, what is the use?"

The earth-shattering thunder of Perak Hall was used to kill and injure people and horses, and it was invented by artilleryman Li Changsun during the Renjin War, which belonged to a kind of cannonball. This thing is shaped like a scoop, and it contains a thin iron sheet of gunpowder, and the wooden valley wrapped in the fire rope is glued into the bamboo tube of the wooden valley. The trench of the wooden valley is long, and the explosion time of the shells is long, and vice versa. The artillery that fires the earth-shattering thunder is indeed slow to move, has poor mobility, and is very easy to be destroyed by the opposing cavalry. However, in the narrow terrain of Luoyang, or when defending the city, the soldiers ignited and threw it with their bare hands, and a sky-shattering thunder was enough to kill and injure nearly 100 people, and no matter how many the Praetorian Guards were, it was difficult to resist.

At the beginning, Commander Gao recommended the sky-shaking thunder of the Thunderbolt Hall to the queen's mother, as well as a kind of earth-shaking thunder buried in the ground, which are the only weapons for attacking the city.

Unfortunately, the queen felt that the cost was too high, and that it needed to be designed and manufactured by a special person, which was a lot of trouble, and he was extremely confident in the musket team, so he rejected the proposal.

Seeing that the queen had lived in the palace for a long time, the Heavenly Demon didn't know the depths, and he didn't mention much about it, so he said, "Then look at the fire gun that the queen loves." Compared with bows and arrows, firearms are not allowed to make mistakes. When the Queen's musketeers were firing, someone mistakenly put a bullet instead of gunpowder into the musket, and the musket was completely useless in a short time. This soldier can only slowly pull out the bullet with his hands, and if it is buried deeply, I am afraid it will take a meal. Even if the queen is highly trained, everyone can fire firearms with unerring accuracy, and the rate of fire is less than five times that of a bow and arrow. ”

The queen interjected: "What about being slower? If you are hit by an arrow, you may not die, but if you are hit by a bird, you will definitely die." ”

The Heavenly Demon nodded: "Lead bullet has strong penetration, even two layers of armor can be easily broken, and when the bullet enters the body, it often does not go straight, hurts people's internal organs, and even embeds in bones, which is difficult to treat." It's a pity that the queen's two hundred musketeers fired together, roaring like thunder, and if someone mistakenly stuffed a bullet into the musket, they would still put gunpowder into it without knowing that something was wrong with them. When the time comes, the warhead blocks the firecracker, and if you are lucky, the warhead will be rushed out by gunpowder, and the lead bullet will cause damage, and if you are unlucky, it will explode, and two or three people around you will probably be seriously injured. ”

The Heavenly Demon looked outside and said lightly: "It's night now, there is only a faint light of stars and moons, if you want to hit someone, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

The queen sneered: "My people can't see the Praetorian Guard, and Jin Wuwei can't see the situation on the city tower clearly. There were random shots on both sides, and there were many Jinwuwei people, so there were naturally fewer casualties. ”

The Heavenly Demon smiled, "Empress, you are completely wrong. In terms of casualties, the Praetorian Guards will definitely be far more than Jin Wuwei. The Praetorian Guard is only 20,000 people, although Jin Wuwei started with 200,000 people, and now it is estimated that there are only tens of thousands of people left. The queen trusted the musket team too much, and there were not many bows and arrows on hand, and there were only a few hundred people who could threaten the Praetorian Guard from a distance. However, there were nearly 20,000 archers in the Praetorian Guard, and there were 10,000 who could quickly reach the palace city. Even if these 10,000 people die, how can ordinary soldiers not be replaced? Bows and arrows are something that almost everyone in the Praetorian Guard can use, but ordinary soldiers are not as good as real archers in terms of arm strength and accuracy. But Queen, how many people will use your bird guns besides the musket team?"

The queen was not convinced, but she couldn't find the words to argue with the heavenly demons, and looked outside the hall and was not arguing.

The Heavenly Demon said leisurely: "The musket team and the Praetorian Guard archers, no one can see who clearly, I don't know if it is the Praetorian Guard's thousands of arrows that are easy to hit people, or the queen's musket team's two hundred lead bullets are easy to hit?"

The queen's face changed color, and she wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to speak, and said angrily: "Nonsense, how can the musket team carefully arranged by me be inferior to the bows and arrows of the Praetorian Guard?"

The Heavenly Demon didn't pay much attention to the queen, and continued: "The strength of the bow and arrow arm is limited, and if you shoot about thirty arrows, you will be exhausted, and your arms will be sore, and it will be difficult to continue. Archers of 10,000 men should also be divided into at least three teams and take turns shooting arrows, leaving plenty of time to rest. Archers need to rest, but firing guns are effortless and do not need to rest. Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is unavoidable. When the queen heard this, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart.

The Heavenly Demon was speechless for a moment, and then sighed: "It's a pity that the archers can still go into battle after resting, but firing too many times with a firearm will also cause the barrel to heat up, or even explode the breech." Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and so is material resources. But when a person is tired, he can gasp, but when the fire is hot, there is no way to relieve it. If it is blown up, His Highness's musket team will probably have to be reduced by three to five people. ”

The queen's face was gloomy, and she couldn't help but shout: "I don't believe in the nonsense, the musket team that Biansai admires so much, will not be able to compare with those bows and arrows"

The Heavenly Demon said indifferently: "The border army is in a row, and his knowledge is indeed extensive, didn't he also warn His Highness, don't use the musket team to defend the city?"

The queen's face flushed, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed when she thought of her words.

The Heavenly Demon saw the change in the queen's face and continued: "The bow and arrow are easy to fire, but the firing steps of the fire gun are extremely complicated. I think you mean that the High Commander should mean that His Highness will use ordinary archers to delay time, or use earth-shattering thunder to storm the Praetorian Guard. If the outer city of Luoyang could not be defended, then let these musket teams be distributed in various dark places, and with the geographical advantage, the pace of the Praetorian Guard's advance would be greatly hindered. At this time, each musketeer has plenty of time to fire the musket, which is extremely powerful. In the dark, it was difficult for the Praetorian Guards to discover the location of the musket team, and the distance between the two sides was mostly within fifty paces. This gave the queen plenty of time. It's a pity that the queen didn't understand what Commander Gao meant at all. Besides, archers, like ordinary soldiers, are trained to fight on the battlefield, and most of them have strong arms. When an enemy gets close, these archers only need to carry a broadsword with them, and they are brave soldiers. The musketeers, who had been practicing marksmanship all year round, were weak, and if the city was broken and the Praetorian Guards were close, what could these musketeers do? It would be better to put them in the palace as early as possible, and use the woods, pavilions, and the like as cover, and shoot calmly. Saying that, the Heavenly Demon seemed to be very sorry: "If it is in the palace, every location is enough to resist the Praetorian Guard for half an hour, but it's a pity that the queen can't be a high commander, it's a pity, it's a pity"

The words of the Heavenly Demon made the queen grit her teeth in her heart. These truths were originally said by the high commander, but the weight of what his subordinates said and what the enemy said was different.

The queen had already wanted to send someone to take back the musket team immediately, but when the enemy said something, she obeyed her words, and where did she put her face? A palace maid in front of the queen was the head of the guard in front of her, and she also felt that the heavenly demon was reasonable, so she couldn't help but step forward and ask: "Niangniang, do you want to take back the musket team?"

The queen felt disgraced, and said angrily: "Are you confused? That masked man is shitting, just trying to trick us into taking back the musket team, how can I fall for him?"

This palace maid has been following the queen for some days, and naturally knows that the queen can't pull her face, so she can't help but sigh secretly in her heart.

Guo Ziyi and the others also saw some reasons, first, they admired the resourcefulness of the Heavenly Demon, and secondly, they also felt that Empress Wei couldn't do anything.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the queen felt even more embarrassed, and said angrily: "What are you happy about? You are about to finish."

That's right.

I saw Mei Changqing's long sword round, energetic and spitting, as bright as the sun soaring into the sky, vigorous as an angry dragon with his head raised, and his momentum was thousands, Luo Bing's swordsmanship was elegant and agile, but under his feet was condensed like a mountain and sunk like a sea. The sword is wrenched, the light and shadow are scattered, and Luo Bing's swordsmanship is like a mess of flowers, weaving into a network of light.

The man in black and Ouyang Qing were all shrouded in it, and Mei Changqing's swordsmanship did not change much except for being fierce and sharp, but each sword made up for the flaws in Luo Bing's swordsmanship.

Luo Bing is hand is elegant, his feet are steady, but Mei Changqing is a long sword in his hand, and his feet are brisk. The two complement each other's shortcomings, and all kinds of positive and strange changes are in it, even if they meet two good martial arts players, they have a sure chance of winning, not to mention that the martial arts of the man in black are still a little behind?

Heavenly Demon looked at the four people on the field, and couldn't help but bow slightly: "Luo Bing and Mei Changqing have indeed been friends for many years, and they have the same heart, so they can use such a tacit trick." But looking at the cooperation, it may not necessarily lose to the formation of Siyue. ”

Although Ouyang Qing had a magic weapon in his hand, he was a little rusty with the man in black, and when the two of them found out that the other party was ruthless, they didn't leave half a point behind them, and suddenly realized that it was too late.

The man in black was covered in blood and had multiple injuries on his body. Of the four people on the field, he is the weakest one, Luo Bing and Mei Changqing's moves are mostly based on him, and the man in black is naturally difficult to parry, and he is even hit hard.

Ouyang Qing felt a little anxious in his heart, seeing that Mei Changqing's eyes were full of murderous energy, he hurriedly grabbed the man in black and wanted to retreat. However, Luo Bing's swordsmanship was intensive, and the remaining momentum was even more endless, Ouyang Qing's move was really reckless, and he immediately encountered a dangerous move.

Mei Changqing saw that Ouyang Qing was dodging Qing Feng in Luo Bing's hand left and right, embarrassed, and had no power to fight back.

At this moment, Ouyang Qing's body was surrounded by the tip of Luo Bing's sword, and there was only a slight gap in front of him, but Mei Changqing's sword completely blocked all Ouyang Qing's retreats

Ouyang Qing's scalp was numb, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only raise the flying fish sword to resist, as for where Luo Bing's sword would fall on his body, it was hard to say.

Seeing Ouyang Qing in distress, the man in black felt his heart beat wildly, and he couldn't take care of it, so he stepped forward and stepped in front of him. Although Mei Changqing's sword was fierce, he didn't dare to resist the Flying Fish Sword, his wrist flipped, and he drew an arc with a single knife, bypassing the Flying Fish Sword and slashing Ouyang Qing's fingers horizontally.

Although this move was ingenious, it naturally couldn't help Ouyang Qing, his arm shrank, and he dodged lightly and skillfully, and the Flying Fish Sword expanded and contracted like a poisonous snake, but it knocked a hole on Mei Changqing's sword.

Ouyang Qing escaped the catastrophe, but the man in black was not so lucky. Luo Bing's swordsmanship is so powerful, Wudang swordsmanship came out with seven swords in a row, stabbing seven different directions, so that people can avoid shoulders, can't dodge their thighs, block the middle game, and can't get rid of the sword momentum of attacking the upper plate.

The man in black was originally determined to die and block the sword for Ouyang Qing, and he swung his blade desperately, but the seven swords fell, and none of them could be blocked. Suddenly, Qipeng's blood rushed out, and a trace of blood also overflowed from the black-clothed mouth. Luo Bing's sword was attached to the internal force, which also caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

Ouyang Qing and the man in black are both staff members of the Internal Affairs Office, they have been friends for a long time, and they are like siblings, seeing that he was seriously injured, he couldn't help but change color in shock, and at this moment of distraction, the hand holding the sword naturally slowed down for a moment.

Luo Bing and Mei Changqing are both experienced in a hundred battles, and their perceptions are so keen, Ouyang Qing's right hand is only exposed, and the blades of the two have been handed over.

Mei Changqing only saw Luo Bing's wrist movements, and knew his intentions, and the single sword only slashed lightly, cutting Ouyang Qing's arm, and the sword momentum did not stop, but it fell directly into the throat of the man in black. Luo Bing's sword was like a dragon, and he stabbed at the hand that was holding the Flying Fish Sword.

Only two "creaks" were heard in the ear chakra, and the terrible sound of the blade piercing into the bone.

This sword, Luo Bing showed no mercy, Ouyang Qing's body protection true qi was activated, but how could the flesh and blood body resist the green steel sword forged by fine iron?

But Ouyang Qing's spirit is not here. He saw Mei Changqing's sword swinging, and it was already running towards the throat of the man in black.

This time they won't give their opponents any more chances.

The man in black had been badly wounded and his body was crumbling, how could he dodge the blow? If his throat was cut, he would surely die.

With a whoosh, the sound of the blade breaking through the wind was loud. Mei Changqing's sword actually stabbed into the air.

Ouyang Qingye Emperor's cold ice palm actually burst out with the potential of his whole body, and with the man in black, he flew back violently.

Ouyang Qing's whole body was under control, and this step back and escape was almost impossible for anyone in the world to do. Mei Changqing and Luo Bing couldn't help but think of the heavenly demon under the ancient tomb - the superlative heavenly demon.

Both of them change color at the same time.

Ouyang Qing put the man in black on the ground, and blood continued to gush out of his right hand. Anyone can see that Ouyang Qing's hand can't use a sword.

Blood flowed down and dripped all over Ouyang Qing's wrist.

Mei Changqing said coldly: "Change your left hand." The tone was solemn, and he was going to take Ouyang Qing's head.

The people of Dali Temple and Mei Changqing have always had a grudge, if they use today's battle to get rid of Ouyang Qing, the people in the green forest will no longer need to be afraid of this strange army in the future.

Mei Changqing will definitely take advantage of Ouyang Qing's head to run rampant in the rivers and lakes for several years this time, and she will never be merciful to those who stand in the way.

Luo Bing grabbed Mei Changqing and said in a low voice: "Look"

A large stream of blood flowed onto the Flying Fish Sword, and the body of the Flying Fish Sword became more and more red in an instant, and the more blood dripped out, the redder the sword body became.

That red qi continued to surge towards Ouyang Qing's body, and his right hand, which was originally in severe pain due to serious injuries and couldn't stop trembling, suddenly became firm.

The red gas swirled for a while, and slowly turned into a black mist.

The black qi surged, and the expression on Ouyang Qing's face also carried a hint of fanaticism. Luo Bing stared at Ouyang Qing's eyes, hoping to see something from them.

It was not Ouyang Qing's easy-going past, nor the profundity of the Heavenly Demon, not Mei Changqing's domineering, not Luo Bing's free and easy. That's—

The eyes of a lone wolf in the snow.

Luo Bing would rather face a hundred murderers than look at these eyes.

The desire to kill is very heavy, but it is not an ordinary murderous aura. It seems that Ouyang Qing just wants to tear up everything that stands in his way, and it doesn't matter who is torn apart.