40,000 Years of Cultivation

Luo Xinglong himself tied a black cloth on his forehead, and handed two black cloths to Gus and Grey.

Many believers looked at the two siblings with piercing eyes.

The two siblings looked at each other, and both picked up the black cloth and tied it to their foreheads.

The underground space is full of jubilation.

"Great cannon! Great cannon! Great cannon!"

Someone shouted.

Accompanied by a thunderous drum, a giant steam cannon made up of countless steam balls, pipes, gears and chains, like a giant steel beast, was pushed out of the secret warehouse by nearly a hundred strong men with high muscles. .

Luo Xinglong pulled the two siblings, stepped on gears, and boarded the giant steam cannon.

"Do it!"

He shouted imposingly.

...

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

It was the most important and tragic day in Qianyuan City for thousands of years.

Starting in the morning, there has been a brigade affiliated with the Temple of Fist, and the loyal iron fist army rushed violently in the streets and alleys.

They blasted open the doors of one house after another with their fists cast in copper and iron, and they suddenly made noise and cries.

Suddenly, people who were beaten with bruises and swollen faces, who were suspected of being evil believers, were dragged away by them as if they were dragged to death, leaving only shocking bloodstains on the rough bluestone slab.

This time, the whole city was full of noise and noise. In the afternoon, there was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys. Almost all the people knew about the raging things of machinery and steam, and they thought of the lightning that appeared in the sky, and the legendary " The "Saint Son" and the "Saint Woman" were born, and the opinions were divergent for a while, and the people were panicked.

And many guys with gloomy faces among the onlookers gathered together in the exchange of eyes, whispering to each other, discussing something.

These people spread like a virus, and gathered together in a calm manner, like a trickle converging into an ocean that is about to set off a stormy sea.

When the Fist Temple found that something was wrong and tried to issue a ban so that all the residents of the city would stay at home obediently, it was too late.

As dusk approaches, suddenly--

"Woo!"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

In more than a dozen places in the city, from the towering chimneys, suddenly there was a sharp siren!

The steam-driven siren emits a scream that pierces through the clouds and cracks the sky. It is a magic sound that has never appeared in the world of Fist.

This sound spread all over the city in an instant, terrifying, but it couldn't help but the blood was boiling, as if seeing the old world collapse and the dawn of the new world.

The whistle is the command.

Suddenly, the death squads of machinery and steam teaching who had secretly gathered in the south granary of Qianyuan City, under the leadership of the bald giant "Tyron", jumped out and launched a frantic charge toward the granary.

The guards of the granary are naturally the elite and powerful generals of the Iron Fist Army.

But because of their beliefs, it is impossible for them to use long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, ballistas, trebuchets, etc. They can only watch the red-eyed fanatics, forming a frenzy of black pressure and crushing them.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo!"

The first to do it turned out to be fanatics. They don’t talk about the demeanor of hand-to-hand combat with the Iron Fist. Everyone is a dual-wield serial crossbow. During the charge, everyone fires at least a dozen or twenty crossbow arrows. The arrows are still smeared. Violet phosphorus, which burns in the wind, is also soaked in tung oil, which is very easy to burn.

As a result, the crossbow arrows blazed in mid-air, turned into a rain of meteors, and smashed down.

Rao is the iron fist army guarding the granary. They are all steel and iron, and they also have body protection. They were also embarrassed by these rockets.

Not to mention that a lot of crossbow arrows fell into the granary behind them, gradually causing a fire, out of control.

After firing a round of crossbow arrows, the fanatics didn't have time to rewind, so they simply dropped the crossbow arrows and picked up the kerosene pump made of thick bamboo and wood behind them.

These pumps are filled with kerosene, and they are pressurized by sophisticated machinery. As long as you gently press down on the wrench, the kerosene can spray out thirty to fifty feet.

Dozens of fanatics swept wildly with their pumps at the same time. A large amount of black fire oil poured like a rainstorm and stuck to the iron fist army, as well as the grain store gate and wall behind them. It could not be shaken off or cleaned. The small flame grew into a fire dragon with teeth and claws almost instantly, and it rushed towards the iron fist army.

The poor iron fist army, hard-working steel and iron bones for more than ten years or even decades, is not much different from ordinary people in the face of the power of adding fuel to the fire.

Many Iron Fist soldiers screamed, rushing and rolling unconsciously, but the ground was covered with fire oil. Their struggle only made the fire intensified and the scope continued to expand, until they burned themselves into carbon balls.

There are also masters in the Iron Fist Army who are aware of the danger for the first time and use their lightning-fast body skills to jump high, avoiding the attacks of crossbow arrows and kerosene.

But such masters are one of the few after all—because the Fist Temple prohibits machinery and steam related products, most of the Iron Fist soldiers have never seen crossbow arrows, let alone know what the kerosene pump is. See fanatics. Who would have thought that the big bamboo tube we carried was such a vicious weapon?

And these masters who have escaped the attacks of crossbow arrows and fire oil have to face another peerless weapon that exterminates humanity, that is, the high-pressure steam gun.

——Use a steam ball to store the extremely compressed steam, and then connect it to a sealed steel pipe, which is filled with metal projectiles, and then fill the gaps with feathers and other soft objects.

Use such a high-pressure steam gun to aim at the enemy, pull the trigger, and the high-pressure steam is released instantly, and the metal projectiles will gush out like magma, like a shotgun in another world, with a great range of strikes.

The death squad led by Tyrone came prepared.

They were carefully planning how to capture the granary a year and a half in advance.

I also have a very careful understanding of the iron fist army master guarding this place.

More than a dozen steam guns fired at different angles, almost blocking all the paths of the iron fist army masters.

Suddenly, several masters were shot so much, no matter what the body protection gas, they were all blasted by the power of steam.

Even if the steel and iron bones could save their lives, hundreds of metal pellets embedded in flesh and blood or even bones still caused them to scream again and again, and they basically lost their combat effectiveness.

Tyrone took advantage of the situation and led a large number of death squads into the burning granary, making the fire even more frantic.

When more iron fist troops arrived from all directions for reinforcements, the granary had been burned out of control, and the rising smoke seemed like hundreds of black dragons entrenched in the sky of Qianyuan City, making the people of the city and the temple of Fist The priests are all terrified!