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More than sixty solid bullets fell from the air and fell into the formation of the Zhang family infantry. Suddenly, twenty or thirty people were knocked to the ground, either with their heads blooming or their bones broken. The screams of screams resounded through the sky again.

For an infantry phalanx with 2,000 or more people, being killed and injured by iron balls is not a problem at all. But the premise is that those iron balls will not explode and turn into groups of fireballs that devour people's lives!

"Tianthunder! The sky thunder is about to explode!"

I don’t know who called out first, and instantly pushed more than 2,000 men into the abyss of fear! Even Zhang Hongfan was shocked, and the sword in his hand could hardly be controlled. He had seen the power of the explosion of the sky thunder with his own eyes just now. That power was not something that flesh and blood could resist! No matter what martial arts you have, no matter how many layers of heavy armor you wear, it would be impossible to resist the power of the sky thunder!

"Run!" This idea emerged in the minds of every Zhang family general at the same time, even Zhang Hongfan was no exception!

This is not a battle with people, but a battle with thunder! If you fight with the enemy, even if the Song army in front of you is as good as the Mongolian warriors, Zhang Hongfan is confident that he will fight to the death with his soldiers. Although he will definitely lose, he still has the confidence to exchange three or four lives for his opponent. But now, two or three thousand people are straight and thunder, and the Song army's hair cannot touch, and everyone will be crushed to pieces. How can such a battle be fought?

Several Zhang family soldiers who had reacted suddenly opened their voices and shouted: "Run quickly! The sky thunder is about to explode!"

"Run!"

More people shouted, and the Zhang family soldiers, who were extremely frightened, no longer had the courage to persevere and wait for the thunder to explode. They ran away one after another, which could almost be described as a scattered one after another! Zhang Hongfan raised his sword and wanted to kill the defeated soldiers, but in the face of a collapse like a mountain capsized, how much shock can a sword have?

He sighed and wanted to use a sword to wipe his neck and commit suicide. However, the sword was already on his neck, but it was not wiped down anyway. The neck was his own after all! Zhang Hongfan closed his eyes in despair, and it would be better to wait for the thunder to explode!

At this moment, several loyal young Zhang family generals rushed forward and turned around without saying a word.

"Don't chase, don't chase, hurry up, cut your head and grab things!" Chen Dexing waved the spear in his hand and ended the relaxed and indifferent pursuit with a loud roar. However, if he knew that there was a Zhang Hongfan among the enemies he was chasing, he would have to catch up with dozens of steps anyway.

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At this moment, the face of Yeliu Gan, the marshal of the Mongolian capital of the wings, was pouring out, dripping on the armor, winding down, almost flowing into a stream. He had just witnessed the defeat of the three thousand soldiers of the Zhang family in Shuntian! I think he joined the army since he was a child, followed Mu Huali, Kuochu (the third son of Ogedei), Chahan and others went to the Central Plains. Not that he had lost battles, he had even experienced such a crushing defeat in the battle of Prince Kuochu. But he had never felt so scared like now!

Because of the past defeats, no matter how miserable the defeat was, the strategic advantage was on the Mongolian side! The Mongolian Empire, which occupied the Central Plains, had a large number of Han troops to drive it. If the Song army wanted to fight the Mongolian warriors, they had to consume the Han army first. Often, they had to spend seven or eight points in their strength before they could fight the Mongolian warriors. As long as the Mongolians did not make big mistakes, no matter how victory or defeat, the Song army could make the Song army suffer several times or even ten times the losses - of course, compared with the Song people's losses with the Mongolians. As for the Mongolian Han army, it was only worth one cent!

But today, there was only a burst of thunder, and the 3,000 army of the Zhang family in Shuntian was defeated! Although the Song people rushed for a while, they only had to cover up and chase after the fugitives, and they probably wouldn't even lose 30! In this exchange comparison, the ace of the Mongolian and Han army would be completely destroyed!

And if the Mongolian warriors want to exchange their lives with the Southern Barbarians... Wait, what kind of thunder would explode have to do with the lethality of the Mongolian warriors, is it? If the 3,000 Mongolian cavalry charge just now, would the fate be better than the Zhang family's infantry? Thinking of this, Ye Liugan's hand holding the reins tightly trembled slightly.

Li Cuixian looked indifferent, and she looked unchanged with a demeanor. She just sat steadily on the horse's back and glanced at the retreating Zhang family soldiers with cold eyes. This general temperament made Liu Xiaoyuan, the master standing by her side, admired her.

Liu Xiaoyuan's face was covered with sweat, and even flowed into his eyes, making him feel very hot and uncomfortable. He reached out and wiped it, taking a deep breath before he came back from the shock and fear.

"Marson, the Southern Barbarians' thunder and fire are sharp, so why not give up first and make good plans in the future." Liu Xiaoyuan crossed his hands and loudly suggested to Yeliu Gan.

Ye Liugan was still staring at the Song army infantry who were cutting heads and stripping armor on the battlefield, but he was reluctant to order his Mongolian cavalry to trample on it - this situation has not happened since the beginning of the Mongolian-Song War! The Mongolian cavalry did not dare to attack the Song army infantry that did not form a battle formation!

How can I fight this battle?

Ye Liu Gan sighed and was about to order the troops to withdraw, but Li Cuixian beside him spoke coldly: "Senator Liu, will you have a good plan to destroy the Song people's stone machine and thunder in the future?"

Liu Xiaoyuan was blocked by her and frowned slightly, "You can think about Liangmou slowly. Today's battle will never be able to continue."

Li Cuixian sneered, and without turning his head, he still said coldly: "The rise and fall of my Great Mongol is today! The firing stones of the Southern Barbarians are indeed sharp, but they are invented and have not been promoted. As far as I know, Chen Dexing, who made this firing stones, is on this battlefield today! This Chen Dexing is the commander of the garrison troops of the garrison troops! If the invasion army cannot be broken today and captured Chen Dexing alive. In the future, the Southern Barbarian officials will be awarded a military weapon station for the imperial army. At that time, the Southern Barbarians will have firing stones. Tian Lei, I wonder what kind of good strategy can be used to destroy it?"

Liu Xiaoyuan was stunned and a little at a loss. However, Liu Gan's face had changed drastically. He turned his head and asked loudly, "Li Cui'an replied, do you have a plan to break the army and capture Chen Dexing alive?"

Li Cuixian's eyes were still staring at the battlefield ahead, and shook his head and said, "Marcenary, now is not the time to use tricks, but now is the time to fight. Not only our Han army is going to fight for the Great Mongolian, but even the Mongolian men under the Marshal's command are going to fight to the death!"

Fight hard... and fight with the lives of the Mongols!

Ye Liu Gan's face suddenly turned gray, as if he had seen countless Mongolian warriors being blown up by the Song army's thunder!

In the past, the Song army wanted to fight with the Mongols but failed - because the Mongols could drive the northern Hans to fight!

Now, it was the Mongolians who wanted to fight the Song people desperately, because the Song people had the stone and the sky thunder, they could blow the Mongolians to pieces from a hundred steps away...

"Li Sanlang! What are you talking about? It would be fine if we ordered our Han army to fight, but how can we let the Mongolian warriors fight together?"

Liu Xiaoyuan said passionately, "Mongolian warriors are all pillars of the country and are the look up to the world. If it weren't for them, we all would be slaves of the Zhao family!"

Li Cuixian said in a deep voice: "Senator Liu, since this is the case, why don't you bring a knife to fight and join my Red Jacket Lang as the forerunner of the Great Mongolia?"

"I..." Liu Xiaoyuan glanced at Li Cuixian, "I have this intention! But today's general trend is not good for me, so it's better to retreat north first. Wait for the future to find out the secret of the sky thunder, and then imitate it, and you will surely stave the south of the Yangtze River!"

Li Cuixian seemed to hear some joke, and couldn't help but ask, "I wonder how long it will be? January, two months, or a year? If you don't understand the secret of the stone and the sky thunder in the future, you will ask the Nanman to send it to Shu, Jinghu, and ruin the great affairs of the Khan and the Four Kings, you may take the responsibility?"
Chapter completed!