Chapter 174: Going straight to Huanglong (Part 2)

Bang!

At this moment, something seemed to be a chamber pot was smashed out in the camp, and then Jesul's roar sounded, "What are you doing? Let me stop them!"

The commander of the personal army outside the tent seemed to feel something splashed on his face in the chamber pot, and it seemed like it was rain. He couldn't grasp it. But this feeling was always unpleasant. His eyes twitched a few times and shouted: "Kill!"

Then he led his army to fight towards the Song army that had appeared hundreds of meters away and appeared faintly.

“It’s there!”

In the Song army's horse formation, Zhao Dongting saw hundreds of Yuan troops rushing towards this side and recognized Jesul's tent.

He suddenly stopped the horse and ordered to the left and right: "Plant the cannon!"

Then he shouted: "Forge a formation! Block them!"

Several Dragon Army soldiers turned over and dismounted the horse and raised the grenade launcher on the muddy land.

The Yuan army had already rushed to the front at this time.

Zhao Dongting and the soldiers who were carrying the cannon were protected in the middle. Zhao Dongting pointed coldly at Jesul's tent and said, "Aim at that tent and blast it!"

He also knew that there might be masters in the Yuan army, so he never thought of killing them directly.

In the night rain, the snow-white sword light of the flying dragon soldiers reflected a faint light, and successively killed the Yuan army soldiers and fell off their horses.

The personal commander of the Yuan army was of some ability, but when he met a top master like Le Wuzheng, who failed to survive two moves, he was pierced by Le Wuzheng with a long sword. Le Wuzheng had no interest in other soldiers, so he retreated and returned to Zhao Dongting.

In the camp, Jesul looked a little solemn, listening to the shouts of killing outside.

Gradually, his heart was slightly relieved, because the shouts of killing did not continue to approach, as if the Song army had been blocked.

If the cavalry is blocked from his pace, it will not have much power to rush.

The old man who was replaced by Mr. Tong was even more energetic and sat leisurely behind the desk table, drinking wine indifferently.

The wine content in this era is not high, just like the beer today. Even if you drink a few more cups, you won’t be drunk at all.

But at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside.

Jasul's color changed.

Before he could make any move, the outside of the tent suddenly exploded, and two soldiers screamed and were blown into the tent, with their arms and legs missing.

"careful!"

Jesul's voice broke, and he was frightened by the mysterious weapon of the Song army.

A lot of sudden pressed down from the top of the camp, as if a coconut fell on it. Jessul glanced at him, and his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

Rumble!

The entire tent was blown away directly, and the extremely strong airway made the people in the tent dumbfounded, like a small boat swaying in the storm.

The old man named Mr. Tong was also unlucky, just sitting under the shell.

When Jesul got up from the ground, his head buzzed and his eyes swept through the camp, he found that the old man with good skills had almost black iron pieces inserted in his head. He stared at him and was no longer alive.

This scared him so much that he almost didn't pee and hurriedly ran out of the tent.

This old man Tong has some reputation in the martial arts world. Although he is not on the list of masters, he is not much worse. Jessul thinks that his martial arts skills are far inferior to this old man, but now the old man is directly killed by the mysterious weapon of the Song army. What else can he do if he doesn't run away?

Even though there are dozens of experts in the tent who survived the disaster, they can't give Jesul a sense of security at all.

He just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, and did not want to die in a daze under the Song army's powerful weapon.

"Let it go again! Let it go again!"

When Zhao Dongting saw someone running out of the explosive tent, he hurriedly urged the soldiers who were aiming at him.

There were two more cannons.

One shot went astray and landed dozens of meters away from the camp. I don’t know if there was any unlucky guy who killed the Yuan army.

But one shot was just outside the Jesul camp.

The good players who had just run out of the tent were blown up into blockbusters before they could display their skills.

Jesul had just run to the entrance of the camp, but was blown back by the explosion of air waves and landed heavily on the ground.

Demonic magic?

This word appeared in his head. Apart from this, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.

How could Song Jun's little thing have such great power?

Jesul shook his head, his seven orifices were already bleeding, and his eyes were a little dazed. These shots were so shocked that he was stunned. He finally understood why the rear formation of the left-wing cavalry was in chaos so quickly. This thing was not comparable to human power.

He wanted to get up, but his whole body was so painful and his head was dizzy, but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Soon, the cannon fired again.

I don't know how many people around the Jesul camp were blown up and split into pieces. Those good men fled hastily and could no longer care about blocking the Song army.

In just a few minutes, the flying dragon soldiers broke through the defense line of the hundreds of yuan army and continued to fight towards the Jesul camp.

Zhao Dongting wiped the rain from his face hard and shouted: "Kill!"

The flying dragon soldiers next to them hurriedly carried grenade launchers and shells on their horses and hugged them in their arms. This was their treasure.

Hundreds of flying dragon troops rushed to the outside of Sujel's camp at an extremely fast speed like a sweeping black dragon. The remaining Yuan troops were cut down to the ground one after another.

The good men in the martial arts world left many corpses, but they had long since run away without seeing anyone. Their benefits of taking over the Yuan army were not as willing as soldiers to die for the Yuan army. These people were not righteous people, just running for the benefit, otherwise they would not have joined the Yuan army camp.

Zhao Dongting followed the Flying Dragon Army to the outside of Sujer's camp and stopped his horse.

A flying dragon army rushed in on horseback.

There were some dancers and singing girls in the camp where the bombs were bombed and the wind was leaking. They were very lucky, but they did not fainted by the bomb.

In less than two minutes, Jessul, wearing general armor, was picked up by the soldiers.

Zhao Dongting asked, "Is there still a living mouth inside?"

The soldiers reported: "Return to the emperor, all the Yuan thieves have been executed."

Jesul was tied up tightly. When he heard the soldier calling the emperor, he was stunned at first, and then cursed, "Shameless child, he actually used such a trick."

At this time, the sound of cannons on both sides of the Yuan army camp gradually stopped.

Zhao Dongting knew that Zhao Da and Zhao Hu should have led people to retreat. He did not dare to stay for too long, and ignored Su Jieer, "Go back!"

Carrying Jesul's soldiers, he threw Jesul onto the horse, turned over the horse, hundreds of flying dragon soldiers guarded Zhao Dongting and rushed towards the back door of the military camp.

Along the way, there were scattered corpses of the Yuan army.

At this time, there were not many Yuan troops around. Although they tried hard to stop it, they could not stop the moment. Wherever the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Army passed, they only left a few more Yuan troops' corpses.
Chapter completed!