Tamer of the Beast

Leng Yiming waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately moved the sling-like objects to the front, and some soldiers placed round black objects on the "slings" and held them down, ready at any time.

ready

Mo Zixiao's deep eyes scanned everything in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly: "It seems that you still have a secret weapon hidden away? Humph."

"Mo Zixiao, do you want to have a taste of these cannonballs? I believe it will be an eye-opener for you." Ye Yan blinked secretly. After redesign, the power of these cannonballs is much higher than that of small cannons.

times

Xuantian Continent is in an era of absolute cold weapons. Even gunpowder has not yet been well developed. Even the small cannons that Ye Yan originally used for fun have only been seen by Yehui, let alone the current real cannonballs.

Mo Zixiao straightened his back and answered confidently: "Okay, of course I want to see it." As Mo Zixiao spoke, thin beads of sweat quietly broke out on his head. Under his eyes, Xuelian Kingdom suffered heavy casualties.

We are already in an extremely passive state. If the blow were a little heavier, it would be over.

Ye Yan nodded and patted Leng Yiming's hand: "Ming, start."

"Okay," Leng Yiming said while grabbing the rope on Xiaobai's body: "Go back to the camp." Xiaobai immediately turned his head obediently and walked back in the direction of the camp. His unhurried posture was like a man with a head full of silver.

silky old man walking posture

Then Leng Yiming didn't look back, and threw out a sentence without thinking: "Leave the gunner on the front line, and the rest of the people will follow me to retreat."

Originally, there were not many people from the Jintian Dynasty who came to fight. After withdrawing most of them, there were only a few soldiers left, all of whom were manipulating "slings." Even though there were no unconscious people in Xuelian Kingdom compared to the number

, still extremely different

When Leng Yiming and Ye Yan were almost out of sight, Leng Yiming whispered something to the soldier next to him. The soldier immediately put his hands together into a microphone: "Prince Che gave the order, prepare--"

The soldiers guarding different positions received the order and went over: "Prepare--"

"Creak", the ground was flushed, the catapult was pressed down, the gunners all hunched up, waiting for the moment when the arrow left the string, they rushed out of the surrounding layers and rushed straight into the enemy.

"Fire!" A shout echoed on the battlefield for a long time. At the same time, the gunners moved at the same time.

As soon as their hands were loosened, the cannonballs were thrown into the Xuelian army from a distance. Some people in the enemy camp screamed and jumped away for unknown reasons, while the majority of people raised their own weapons in an attempt to bounce the cannonballs back.

However, as soon as the cannonball hit the metal, it caused a big explosion, one after another, one after another.

"Bang, bang, bang!" For a time, this became the dominant voice on the battlefield.

As soon as a cannonball was fired, the Jintian Dynasty soldiers immediately placed another one and continued to throw Xuelianguo. He was unable to dodge and had nowhere to hide. He was completely exposed to the enemy's attack range.

Usually after the smoke clears, some people are covered in blood, their heads are bleeding, and more are already bloody and bloody, and they have sacrificed their lives for the country. The situation is so critical that we can no longer remain calm!

"Retreat quickly!"

Mo Zixiao had just finished speaking.

"Ring, ring, ring." In the distance, as if thousands of miles away, there was a crisp sound. To ordinary people, it was just an ordinary bell, but Mo Zixiao stood in the crowd, and his expression suddenly changed.

!

That was Huntian Xuanling, originally Yin Liuer's treasure, but later given to Ye Yan as a reward. For Yin Liuer, it might be able to confuse the minds of some ordinary people at most, but once it falls into the possession of Ye Yan, the ancestor of beast taming,

On the body, its power will be unimaginable!

I've always heard that Ye Yan didn't even take out the bell, but I didn't expect that she would use it at the most critical moment, which would inevitably lead to the destruction of the Xue Lian Kingdom.

Mo Zixiao's face turned pale in pain. The ringtone was not fast in frequency, but every sound hit his heart. The animal nature in his body was squeezed again and again, and was almost about to burst out under the influence of the Huntian Xuanling!

Leng Yiming stood next to Ye Yan. Ye Yan sat on a chair and swayed the small bell. From time to time, she took a sip of warm water from Leng Yiming. She wanted to shake it until it had a certain effect. If she bombed at that time, it would kill two birds with one stone.

The people around Mo Zixiao noticed something strange about him and supported his violently shaking body: "Master Mo, what's wrong with you? Do you want to go back to rest first and call the military doctor to take a look at you?"

"No, it's useless, military doctors can't cure it." A trace of black liquid oozed from the corner of Mo Zixiao's mouth, and he shook his head weakly. This is the beast in his body causing chaos. Military doctors are human beings. Even with their great abilities, they are helpless in treating beasts.

While the soldier was in a hurry, Mo Zixiao spoke again: "Quick, let the brothers retreat, you can't hear the ringing."

"Master Mo, can't you tell everyone to cover their ears?" the soldier asked suspiciously

Mo Zixiao used all his strength to frown: "It's useless. Once the Hun Tian Xuan Ling is remembered, it can be heard from many places and outside. It is pervasive and penetrates everywhere. Even if you block it, it will be useless. Go quickly!"

Hearing the Huntian Xuan Bell, the soldier suddenly understood and ran away. But by this time it was too late. The Huntian Xuan Bell rang faster and faster. The soldiers were all dizzy and even became jealous when they saw their comrades.

, got together and started fighting

They formed a bunch, fought together, and made a mess. Some people's eyes were full of scarlet, while others' eyes were numb and empty, and their movements were mechanical.

Even the soldier beside Mo Zixiao just now joined this industry.

Mo Zixiao squatted down, covered his heart, squatted down and coughed, what he coughed up was black liquid, sticky like human blood but not the color of human blood.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Leng Yiming ordered again: "Continue to fire, concentrate the shells and hit them hard where they are gathered!"

Not long after the order was given, the sound of artillery sounded again on the battlefield. Mo Zixiao suddenly stood up and stared blankly in the direction of the soldiers.

It was over. At that moment, almost all the soldiers were crowded together and unable to escape.

Artillery shells fell mercilessly and one after another into the Xuelian camp. The sound of artillery continued for a long time. The soldiers had long been bewitched by the continuous Huntian Xuanling. None of the miserable screams were uttered.

It is this kind of silence that makes people even more worried and panicked