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"Ah...ah..."

The black afterimage of the shell fell near them again.

Hundreds of soldiers died again, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Something wet fell on their faces.

They stretched out their hands and wiped it, but there was bright red blood.

"Da Xing is here." At this moment, a soldier came from behind, holding a black ball stained red with blood.

Bokete picked up the ball and felt it was heavy in his hand.

This thing is actually made of pure iron.

Realizing this problem, he felt even more terrified.

Beidi people are not afraid of death, when it comes to fighting face to face with real swords and guns.

But now, they are like cattle and sheep penned together, waiting to be killed.

The feeling is completely different.

That was an even more overwhelming horror.

"Da Xing is here, they seem to be targeting us." Ram's voice couldn't help but tremble.

Sargo nodded, "It's best for us to separate now..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was another loud noise from the city.

Sargo saw a black thing flying like lightning into the queue of soldiers in front of him.

Immediately, a soldier was smashed into a pulp. The black thing fell on the solid ground and did not stop. Instead, it bounced and flew up again.

This time it was getting bigger in his pupils.

He didn't even feel the slightest pain, and his consciousness instantly returned to darkness.

Enke's face was stained with blood. Bikete wiped his face and found something milky-white on his hands.

He turned his head stiffly, and Sarge's headless body slowly fell down.

At this moment, Bokete could no longer remain calm. He shouted: "Retreat immediately."

After saying that, he immediately reined in his horse and headed further to the rear of the military formation.

Enko and Ram saw this and followed suit.

Yanguan.

Chang Wei clenched his fist fiercely and said, "Your Highness, kill one of them."

The artillerymen were even more excited than Chang Wei, dancing with joy.

There is no doubt that these four people are definitely Beidi's senior generals.

Zhao Xu laughed loudly. He also saw that solid shells would bounce and attack when they hit the ground. This is also the scariest thing about solid shells.

However, the accuracy of the smoothbore cannon is still very poor. It is lucky to hit one person in three rounds.

He said to the artillery team that fired the shot: "Well done. When you return to Yancheng, I will reward you generously."

After a pause, he continued: "Don't be happy yet, continue to beat me hard, and then go to the Beidi Army's formation."

Hearing this, the artillerymen put away their excitement and aimed at the Beidi army formation again.

The other artillerymen were naturally not idle at this time. Grape bullets hit the city walls one after another, causing heavy casualties to the servants.

The fighting will of these servant soldiers is not as high as that of Beidi soldiers.

Now facing the artillery bombardment, it quickly collapsed.

Chang Wei discovered this and ordered artillery to bombard the supervisory team behind the servants.

"Boom boom boom..."

The Beidi Supervisory Team was already stunned by the hellish scene in front of them.

They had never fought such a battle before, and they suffered a large number of casualties without even touching the enemy.

This is no longer a war, but a massacre.

So when the fate of the servant soldiers happened to them, and dozens of supervising soldiers died tragically in an instant, they immediately fell into collapse.

Seeing the collapse of the supervising team, the servant soldiers were even more disinclined to fight and retreated one after another.

At this time, Chang Wei asked all the artillerymen to replace them with solid bullets and chased the Beidi people.

For a time, the Beidi army fell into chaos.

"Let all the soldiers withdraw, retreat five miles." Bokete ran a distance on horseback and shouted. He finally realized that they could not win this war in a short time.

Not only him, he also saw the fear of the Beidi soldiers in the military formation.

This is something he has never seen in so many years.

Enke showed an incredulous look, "Da Xing is here, retreat five miles?"

In this battle, almost 70% of the Black Iron King's troops died.

Now Bokete said that it would be withdrawn, which he could not accept under any circumstances.

Bikte's eyes were gloomy, and he said to Enke: "This is caused by your stupidity. Now you still can't see the power of this firearm? I must report this matter to the Khan."

Enke felt angry in his heart.

He was also annoyed as to why he had not grasped the news in advance.

As if remembering something, Bockte continued: "Do you know about the war in the Far North?"

Enko nodded.

"Then do you know that there are only more than 8,000 enemies?" Bokete continued.

"Eight thousand people!" Enke looked surprised. "It is said that Khan used an entire royal army to defeat them."

"That's right, I just remembered that these enemies are also rumored to be using powerful firearms that make loud noises." Bikte said.

Fear was part of it, and it was with this in mind that he decided to stop the attack altogether.

King Yan's firearms are too similar to the rumored firearms he obtained.

He needed to report it to the Khan and then decide whether to continue the attack.

Although Enke was unwilling to give in, seeing Bokete's serious expression, he could only look at Yanguan bitterly and said nothing.

"Boom boom boom..."

After their words fell, the loud noise came again.

Hundreds of black afterimages fell into the military formation this time, and the soldiers screamed one after another.

The soldiers were frightened.

He even heard the cries of some Beidi soldiers.

Except for this firearm.

And what exactly is that floating white mist.

It would be foolish for them to continue to attack without understanding.

"Retreat, retreat quickly." Ram looked frightened. He had not yet recovered from the fear of Sargo's death.

Bokete then ordered the Beidi soldiers around him to blow the retreat horn.

Amidst the loud noise at the top of Yanguan City, the front line of the Beidi army changed into the rear line, and headed north in a scattered manner.

The head of Yanguan City.

Seeing the retreat of the Beidi army, both the soldiers and the generals gave out huge cheers.

"The Beidi soldiers have withdrawn."

"The Beidi soldiers have withdrawn."

"..."

The Yanguan soldiers hugged each other and cried with joy.

There were even soldiers from Yanguan who caught the soldiers from the palace, threw them up and caught them again to express their gratitude.

For a time, the whole Yanguan was filled with laughter.

Of course, many soldiers cried with joy.

The brutal battle finally came to an end.

"Your Highness, the general will thank you!" Mo Yu led a group of Yanguan generals to kneel in front of Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu was also excited.

Although I don’t know whether Beidi will continue to attack, at least the Beidi people will make a big retreat.

This is enough to prove that they are afraid.

With time to breathe, the Yanguan soldiers could rest and recuperate before continuing to fight.

Otherwise, high-intensity fighting is enough to tire them out.

Seeing the excitement on the faces of the generals, Zhao Xu said in an extremely pretentious manner: "I am the Prince of Dasong. It is my duty to keep my Dasong Yan Pass safe and sound, so there is no need to say thank you."

Hearing this, Yan Guan looked at King Yan, who was wearing bright armor. Under the shining of his eyes, they suddenly felt that King Yan seemed to be shining.

Suddenly, admiration for King Yan arose in his heart.