Thank you to Fenghua's second brother, Zhuhou smiled and looked at Fenghuo brothers' support. Thank you very much in the boat

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"What is this? Is it a cannon? Why didn't you hear the sound just now?"

"It's not a cannon! How can Ma Master not know if he has a cannon? Brothers, don't be afraid, this little kid is just making things that are pretending to be a ghost!"

"Yes, everyone is scattered, don't be hit by these broken things, it's okay!"

"Brothers, rush, grab food, silver and women!"

"Haha, hurry up..."

The bandits soon discovered something was wrong, but this kind of border area has always been a three-in-one area. The government army surrounded them once or twice, and was avoided by them. Even if they could cause some damage to the government army, the government army became tired and even softer.

By this time, the local army in the Ming Dynasty had already been useless. Except for the Jiubian, Central Plains, Shanxi, and Huguang, there were still some elite officials. To be honest, the official troops in other places could not defeat the bandits.

This also made these elderly bandits extremely arrogant and extremely inflated, and they didn't take the official army seriously at all.

With these elderly bandits leading the rhythm, those young bandits who have no culture and even cannot read a word of big words, their passion was quickly ignited and they rushed forward desperately, thinking about robbing grain, silver, and women, how could they have time to think about anything else?

I'm afraid I'll run slower and I won't have my own share then.

"Bang!"

In this chaos, the first flowering bullet had already rushed to the predetermined area and exploded!

"Ah, my eyes hurt so much, so much, what's going on?"

"My shoulders, my shoulders seem to have fallen. Mom, mom, I won't be a bandit anymore."

"Brother, save me, save me, my neck, woo woo woo woo, my neck is so bloody..."

"Help, help..."

Xu Changqing's bamboo-type flowering bullet has long been tested by the Songjin Battle, and its power is beyond doubt.

Except for the elderly bandits with one or two cotton armor on their bodies, ninety-ninety percent of the rest were white.

Many people even didn't even have a cotton coat, just wore single clothes, and carried a knife to rush forward.

This state of absolutely unequality, when the flowering bomb explodes, the power can be imagined!

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

However, no matter how these bandits screamed and screamed, things were not transferred by their will. In a moment, all the nineteen flowering bullets arrived.

Suddenly, countless bursts of bursts and overturned the sky and the ground seemed to be like someone igniting a batch of "second kicks" with poor quality in this wilderness.

As this burst sound unfolded, countless hot sand and gravel splashed wildly eroded these thin bandits.

But this is just the beginning!

"Start fill in the bullets!"

"Freely aim!"

"Ignite the fuse!"

"emission!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

In a moment, the second round of flowering bullets had swept faster.

In the violent explosions, the violent sand and gravel crackled. The area on the south bank of this small stream suddenly smelled with the wind and began to become a hell on earth.

"Sharp, really sharp..."

Wu Sanfu didn't take these catapults seriously at the edge of the high platform structured by the grain bag. He had experience in defending the city several times in western Liaoning and knew very well about catapults.

But how could Wu Sanfu think that Xu Changqing's catapult at this time was completely different from any catapult he had ever seen!

This is a life harvester!

Even though it was a little far away from the battlefield at this time, the moon was not too bright tonight and was not too clear to see clearly, but Wu Sanfu's eyesight could still clearly see that there were at least hundreds of figures in the originally dense bandits.

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It's down.

What is more intuitive is the shrill cry of cry and howling!

It really strangled the tyrannical momentum of the bandits in a moment.

Unlike the bandits who cried and screamed, there was a lot of cheers in the Ming army's formation at this time.

"Haha, fuck these dog gods to death! The dogs don't even look at what they are, they dare to come to rob our camp?! Looking for death!"

"Brothers of slingshots, fuck these xx people to death, I would like to invite you to drink!"

"Haha, brothers are so good!"

“…”

"Haha, Niu Xiucai, I fuck you uncle, okay! I have invited you a month's wine money!"

Zhao Zengjin was also extremely excited at this time, and he thrust hard at the officer who was the slingshot and punched the shy young man nicknamed "Niu Xiucai" in the shoulder.

Even though the cold wind was howling at this time, Zhao Zengjin pulled open the buttons on his chest, revealing two large pieces of solid muscles.

It's so cool!

Niu Xiucai was also extremely excited, but at this time he didn't have time to say too much to Zhao Zengjin. He just nodded heavily to Zhao Zengjin and re-entered his command of the slingshots.

He was from Tashan. He almost became a high school scholar when he was in his twenties. Later, because he offended someone, he was ruined by his right hand. He could no longer write well and could only barely write big characters for people to make a living.

Some time ago, Songjin had a fight. He was forced to leave his hometown and go to Ningyuan to try his luck. He almost starved to death, but happened to meet Xu Changqing's recruitment. He joined in in a daze. Unexpectedly, not only did no one in the team look down on him anymore, but they took good care of him one by one.

This made Niu Xiucai become ruthless and he must make a personal appearance!

With his advantage of literacy, he soon stood out from the slingshots and grew up as the captain of these slingshots. He was already a vocational household.

At this time, the praise from Zhao Zengjin, the commander of the personal guards beside his uncle, made Niu Xiucai feel that he had never had such a highlight in his life, and he was determined to show his greatest ability.

While restless, Xu Changqing was extremely calm.

If possible, Xu Changqing really doesn't want to use such cruel means to deal with these bandits.

After all, this is all a strong labor force, and the hatefulness of bandits is mostly those old bandits, and more people blindly follow.

But at this time, this is related to Xu Changqing's core foundation, and Xu Changqing cannot help but be cruel!

Only with thunderous means can the heart of the Bodhisattva be revealed!

Only by destroying all these bandits or killing them in pain will it be a great thing for the people around you!

Xu Changqing regretted not taking Tang Ruowang with him.

If this foreign monk was here, he would probably have made many suggestions, which would have many benefits for the improvement of flowering bullets and stone casting cars.

However, Xu Changqing soon came back to his senses. Now that his foundation is just starting, it is not suitable to let Johnson Chan intervene too deeply. When he arrives at the beach in Zhanhua and truly stabilizes his foundation, he will undoubtedly have greater room for him to come.

In the tyrannical murder, Xu Changqing's thoughts gradually drifted away.

After that, the cannons were made and the more powerful propulsion cannons were fired with more powerful lead-frame flowering bullets. What scale should it be?

...

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

"Ah! Help, help, I know I'm wrong, I will never be a bandit again."

"Who will save me? I don't want to die..."

"Xu Changqing, I'll fuck you eighteen generations of ancestors, you're so cruel..."

"Xu Changqing, you are so terrible that you are so murderous.

“…”

In a moment, the five-wheeled flowering bullets had already fallen into the bandit formation at lightning speed. On this land on the south bank of the stream, the sky really didn't dare to watch this scene again, and it had completely become a hell on earth.

These bandits usually burn, kill, loot, and carry them with one breath. At this time,

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This tone has been strangled by Xu Changqing.

They are all chaotic people, and many of them farm during the day and kill and robbery at night, relying on their ruthlessness and dying strength.

At this time, many people were originally blind, and they could not see anything in the dark, so they could only follow the crowd, but the road ahead suddenly turned into a bloody dead end. They didn't know what to do for a moment. Apart from lying down instinctively, they ran back.

But the elderly bandits behind were even more cruel. Whoever dared to retreat would rush back?

This made these bandits really called Tiantian and the earth unsatisfied, and they could only cry and cry, and they could use their last strength.

...

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.
To be continued...