The First Tyrant of Daxia

There were a total of eighteen red cannons, and it took nearly two hundred people to support them with their hands and shoulders to keep them fixed on the steep slope.

Otherwise, if a shot is fired, the strong recoil will cause the target to miss, and the cannon will fall down the long slope.

"Your Majesty has ordered that the mountain be bombed!"

"Reload!"

"Let them know how powerful the Great Xia artifact is!" a soldier roared.

"Yes!" More than two hundred people were sweating profusely and it was very strenuous.

At this moment, the fighting in the siege of Guguan had reached the level of a meat grinder. In just a few hours, the Shenji Battalion had climbed to the top of the city several times, causing large-scale casualties on the enemy side.

But this is still not enough, unless we fight a protracted war that will last for ten days or half a month.

The constantly roaring city gate had been smashed hundreds and thousands of times by the Tongtian Equipment and was on the verge of crumbling, but it had not yet shown any signs of damage. This was why the ancient pass was so difficult to attack.

The reason why Wanyan Honglie was able to take over this place seemed to be that the Fan family acted as an insider and opened the city gate for him.

But Qin Yun wanted to use force!

In the dark night filled with shouts of murder, there was a black torrent that stopped a mile away, with flags fluttering, and the atmosphere was extremely murderous.

"General, can't we get going?"

"The momentum of the fifth wave of attack is about to be suppressed. There are too many Restoration Army troops on the city wall." Someone said impatiently.

As a result, countless black war horses also neighed continuously and became restless.

Mu Le, the leader, had a grim expression, like a killing god, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji motionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "Shut up! His Majesty has his own plans, you and I just need to obey your orders!"

"Yes!" The man trembled and quickly shut up, not daring to say anything more.

In fact, Mu Le was more anxious than anyone else. He didn't want any casualties. As long as the ancient pass was opened, he could lead his troops to charge in, and the 80,000 Restoration Army would be just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

But with Qin Yun around, he always felt at ease and waited quietly for orders.

Qin Yun, standing on the cloud platform, was already numb, looking at the cruel battlefield. Scenes of fighting on the city walls came into his sight. Some soldiers roared in grief, and then fell down the ancient pass with the Restoration Army in their arms, and were smashed to pieces.

There were also some generals who fought bloody battles, trying to open a path on the top of the city, and finally died fearlessly.

The number of soldiers from the Shenjiying Camp who rushed forward was not proportional to the continuous flow of the Restoration Army. It was difficult for them to open a gap in a short period of time, and they continued to sacrifice.

Qin Yun couldn't bear it any longer. His eyes were red and filled with tears.

"Why is there no movement yet?!"

"Why isn't the red cannon exploding?" he asked, his voice shaking.

The bystanders were shocked and knelt down, looking around, but no one knew what was going on.

"Report!!"

The scout suddenly rushed up and said urgently: "Your Majesty, everything is ready. The eighteen red cannons are waiting for your final order."

Hearing this, Qin Yun turned his head sharply, staring at the cliff on one side of the ancient pass, and roared: "Raise the flag, fire the cannon!!"

Swish swish!

The flag bearers, who had been prepared long ago, quickly waved their flags, which were extremely conspicuous under the light of the torches.

In the darkness far away on the other side, a roar soon broke out: "Fire!!"

Bang bang bang!

Flames suddenly appeared and roars continued.

The black bullets left inconspicuous traces in the air. Compared with the meat grinder-like battlefield, they were inconspicuous and no one even noticed.

But the next moment, gods and demons wailed, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart!

Boom...Boom!

clack clack...

The huge mountain was blown in half, and countless boulders and ancient trees fell from the top. It was as if the end of the world had come, and the entire mountain that towered into the clouds was shaking.

The huge sound drowned out the fighting on the battlefield and seemed to tear the eardrums apart.

Perhaps the eighteen red cannons are nothing, but you have to know that these shells are far more powerful than those used in the Battle of Youzhou, and they are the highest quality shells that Daxia currently possesses.

Eighteen bombs exploded at once, followed by another eighteen, the power was unimaginable.

Smoke and dust rose into the sky and rolled down the cliff into the ancient pass. The Restoration Army was terrified and at a loss, shouting: "What's going on? What's going on? The mountain is going to collapse!"

"No, General, it's Daxia's red cannon!"

Gan Xu's face was ferocious, his eyes were filled with horror: "Crazy people, these lunatics, aren't they afraid that the Kubei Mountain will collapse and drown their army?"

"No! Impossible! They can't possibly blow up the Bitter Monument Mountain!"

"Don't worry about it. Follow me to resist the attack of the Shenji Camp. The Emperor of Daxia is just bluffing. Don't disrupt the morale of the army!" He roared and ordered.

Just when he managed to stabilize the morale of the troops, he was severely slapped in the face. Another round of bombardment with eighteen shells hit the ground accurately halfway up the mountain.

Black smoke billowed, flames appeared, and terrifying noises swept in all directions, carrying with them countless rolling stones and smoke.

Rumble!

The huge sound seemed like a death warrant. The dark army in the ancient pass raised their heads and looked towards the mountains on the right. Their pupils changed from panic to fear!

"no no!"

"Run!"

"The mountain is collapsing." The screams were like those of pigs being slaughtered. Tens of thousands of the Restoration Army were in chaos and scrambled to escape.

boom!

Click...

Wow…

The sky was filled with mud and rolling stones, submerging everything.

"Ah!!" Wailings were heard everywhere. In an instant, thousands of people were swallowed up. These people were the defenders of the ancient pass. When the city wall was attacked, they had to push forward continuously.

Seeing this, Ganxu's face turned green and he roared, "Come back!"

"Come back, don't retreat!!"

"..."

But his voice was almost inaudible; the bombardment, fighting, and landslides created too loud a sound wave.

"Success, Your Majesty, Success!" the soldiers shouted excitedly.

Many people were still in a daze, especially Jingyi, who had never seen the Red Cannon. Her beautiful eyes were filled with shock. She didn't even doubt that if she was the one being bombed, she would be torn into pieces as well.

Is this magical weapon Qin Yun's magic weapon for victory? This has almost broken all the balances!

On the cloud platform, Qin Yun finally showed a hint of joy. Indeed, this mountain could not be flattened unless it was bombarded by thousands of red cannons.

But his purpose was not to move the mountain at all, but to cause a large-scale landslide on Kubei Mountain, causing rolling stones, dust and mud to slide into the ancient pass, drowning the Restoration Army or causing trouble for their rotation.

The Shenji Camp took advantage of the opportunity, captured the city wall, opened the city gate, and then swept them away!

"Pass on my military order. The front troops of the Shenji Camp will charge forward collectively. Take down the city walls and open the city gates at all costs!"

"Red Cannon, keep bombing!"

"Yes!!"

The flag soldiers quickly waved the flags in their hands, and when the flag message was conveyed, thousands of troops were shaken.

The four siege teams that had been replaced earlier, tens of thousands of people ignored their injuries and rushed forward again, making the ground rumble under their feet.

"kill!!"

"Seize the city walls and open the gates!"

The huge shouting and killing made the dry-bearded man on the top of the city turn the color of liver. He drew his sword and shouted wildly: "Come here, come here!"

"Stop it for me, General. Don't run away. Hold on!"