Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Wutu still led his army in a fierce charge forward.

A highland appeared in front of them, occupied by a contingent of men.

They stood in a line, forming a horizontal formation, just standing there stiffly... one could vaguely make out that they were wearing their armor.

This scene made Wutu's pupils constrict, and he raised his hand to halt the troops behind him.

The soldiers behind him had obviously also seen this unusual scene.

The atmosphere was somewhat eerie. Wutu looked around to the left and right, and only after seeing that there was nothing resembling those black tubes did he feel slightly relieved.

However, the fact that they showed no intention of attacking made him even more wary.

"Archers, prepare!"

The army began to move slowly again, and the Jin soldiers began to take down their bows and arrows, holding them in their hands.

Currently, they were six hundred paces away from the enemy, and only at two hundred paces would they be able to shoot effectively.

Li Yuanzhao's palms were slightly sweaty. He tightened his reins and roared in a low voice to those behind him, "Get the fire starters ready!"

As he spoke, Wutu had led his men to within a hundred paces.

At this moment, he could already see Li Yuanzhao's face clearly. After looking around again, he still couldn't find any black tubes.

Wutu roared, "Who is the general who has come here?"

Li Yuanzhao put his hands on his hips and shouted, "You're the one who's the general! Your grandpa is the Great Jing's Crown Prince, Li Yuanzhao!"

"Wutu, I'll screw your ancestors!"

Crown Prince... Li Yuanzhao? How could he be here?

Could it be... he was greedy for military merit and advanced alone?

This was the only explanation; otherwise, Li Che would never allow his only son to venture deep into enemy territory.

What an excellent hostage!

Wutu was initially overjoyed, but then his face turned ugly again.

Only because Li Yuanzhao was still cursing and swearing in different ways...

Is a mere child now bullying me?

"Charge! !"

Two thousand soldiers surged towards Li Yuanzhao like a swarm of locusts, while the three thousand Embroidered Uniform Guards seemed more like a thin wall of people in comparison.

Entering the range of two hundred paces, the Jin army began to draw their bows and shoot forward.

Arrows rained down, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards also began to retreat backward.

They were not afraid of the rain of arrows because of their iron armor, especially since the enemy was still drawing their bows at a distance of two hundred paces.

However, the warhorses under them were crucial, and they still had to dodge when they could.

Seeing them escape, Wutu was even more relieved!

They had indeed advanced rashly, greedy for merit, and they did not have that strange weapon in their hands at all.

"Capture the general alive, and annihilate the rest!" Wutu roared.

"Release!" Li Yuanzhao also shouted loudly.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards received the order and began to free their hands, drawing out the grenades from their waists.

The fire starters had already been lit and were stuffed into the saddle, bringing the grenade fuse close to one of them.

With a hiss, the fuse ignited.

Now, everyone no longer hesitated, and without even looking, they threw the grenades behind them with all their might.

With their arm strength, the throwing distance was about fifty meters.

More than three thousand grenades appeared in the sky, covering the sky and earth.

In Wutu's view, a pile of 'black dots' had inexplicably appeared in the sky.

There's something dirty!

Wutu was horrified and wanted to immediately call for the army to stop.

But once the horses started, they couldn't stop in less than a few dozen meters!

The grenades landed on the ground with a sizzling sound, and the Jin army perfectly crossed the grenade formation.

Wutu was secretly startled, looked back, saw that there was nothing unusual, and turned his gaze back to the front.

In the next instant when he turned his head!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dense, irregular explosions still rang out behind him, followed by the cries of men and the neighing of horses, all falling to the ground, the formation in chaos.

The middle of the army formation exploded, and the cavalry in the rear were still charging forward, unexpectedly falling on their backs.

The tragedy on the Xifeng Plain was staged again at this moment!

Hearing this familiar and tragic sound, Wutu's heart was already half cold without turning his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he instantly fell into an ice cave...

Again! What is this thing again! Isn't there only that black tube?

Can this thing be carried around?

At the same time, Li Yuanzhao shouted, "Turn around and release again!"

Three thousand Embroidered Uniform Guards turned their horses around and madly charged back towards the Jin army that had stopped.

Another rain of grenades fell.

This time, it landed firmly in the crowd....

Dense explosions rang out again, and the Jin army fell like harvested wheat.

The cannons had long become the nightmare of all the Jin soldiers, and now such a scene was being staged in front of them out of thin air.

And this time, everyone saw it clearly!

Such a big power with just a wooden stick?

The army's morale was scattered, coupled with the deterrence of gunpowder, the Jin army was already in complete chaos at this moment...

Wutu's eyes were about to split, and he raised his long knife: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, follow me to kill the enemy! !"

"Your Majesty, be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, the guard next to him suddenly knocked him off his horse.

The third wave of grenades fell from the sky....

Dense and continuous explosions resounded through the grassland, and the gravel mercilessly harvested lives.

After three waves of bombing, most of the two thousand Jin troops had fallen, and some of them had been taken far away by mad horses.

Wutu was in the front row, and with the protection of many people, he was safe instead.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards also rode their horses to meet the enemy at this moment.

Li Yuanzhao took the lead and charged towards Wutu: "Kill!"

Wutu's ears were buzzing from the grenade explosions. Looking around, his side had already suffered heavy losses.

Dead and running.

Fortunately, there were still a few thousand people left in place.

"Follow me to kill the enemy! !" Wutu had no time to think, turned over and mounted his horse and roared.

"Your Majesty, retreat quickly!" The guard who had protected Wutu twice tearfully helped him up.

"Those who speak of retreat will be killed!" In a fit of rage, Wutu opened a transparent hole for the guard with a knife and turned over and mounted his horse again.

The surrounding Jin soldiers were all frightened and rushed towards the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

The two sides were intertwined, but now the situation was reversed.

The Jin army was blocked in place by the explosion, motionless, while the Embroidered Uniform Guards rushed forward.

The galloping warhorses carried the Embroidered Uniform Guards, with unparalleled momentum, and slashed at the enemy.

In just one round of simultaneous attacks, countless heads were cut off, and some with insufficient strength only cut off half, the heads drooping on their necks, and blood columns still gushing from the blood holes.

The Jin army's formation had long been loose, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards, who had changed their formation and counterattacked, directly penetrated their formation after a round of running.

The panicked Jin army was just riding on their horses, waving their knives and swords randomly.

Wutu was about to shed tears of blood..

Using cavalry to attack and defeat the enemy's formation was originally his specialty of the grassland iron cavalry, but today a mere child used it on himself? Shame!

"Wutu! If you are not dead, come and fight this palace one-on-one!"

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