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Chapter 493: Flying to the Sky (2)

Chapter 493 Flying the Sky (2)

The man is wearing a corpse in a horse and a corpse, but who would want to stay on the battlefield forever?

However, what they didn't know was that Ren Wei had no idea to lead the Flying Army to collide with them.

Most of the hot air balloons on this trip are worshipped by Wuding Hall, and they do not carry much thunder, but they all carry the Shenlong gun!

In the air, how far can the sky thunder be thrown? And how far can the Shenlong gun shoot?

"stop!"

Ren Wei had long seen that there was only thunder on the Dali hot air balloon. When the hot air balloon was hundreds of meters away from the Zhentian Army hot air balloon, he raised his right hand and shouted.

The worshippers of the Wuding Hall and a few flying soldiers immediately stopped their movements and stopped shaking the fan.

Yue Yue shouted immediately: "Shoot!"

At this time, her murderous aura was filled with heart-stirring, and it seemed to have an introductory form.

The Wuding Hall worshipers on the hot air balloon were ready and put their guns on the horizontal railing of the hanging basket. They saw that the soldiers raised the flag again, and each knocked the trigger in their hands.

Gunshots.

It is not easy to hit the Dali soldiers in the hot air balloon basket across hundreds of meters. However, it is not difficult to hit the canvas.

A hole appeared on the canvas of the Zhentian Army's hot air balloon, and the wind blew past, making a chirping sound.

This made the soldiers of the Zhentian Army panic, but they were helpless.

The lucky Wudingtang enshrined bullets hit the rope connecting the canvas and hanging baskets. This made the hot air balloon of the Zhentian Army collapse and fall down. The hanging basket flipped over, and the Dali soldiers above fell straight to the ground, making a scream of horror.

Some Dali soldiers were unfortunately hit by bullets and fell into the hanging basket, blood flowing out.

This made the commander of the Zhentian Army look extremely ugly.

He did not expect that the Flying Army of the Song Dynasty was actually carrying the Shenlong Gun. And they did not have this improved firearm with extremely fine production technology.

In terms of difficulty in making technology, the Shenlong Gun is second only to the grenade launcher, and is still above the hot air balloon and thunder. Some parts are not Dali, which can be forged by the smelting technology of the Yuan Dynasty at this time, and even the mold cannot be forged.

"withdraw!"

In just two minutes, two hot air balloons fell in the Zhentian Army, and the commander couldn't help but issue a retreat order.

The soldiers of the Zhentian Army shook the fans desperately and headed towards the foot of the mountain when they set out.

Ren Wei sneered at the corner of his mouth and waved: "Chasing!"

A flying army soldier shook his fans and chased the Zhentian Army. The priests of Wuding Hall were still shooting in front of him.

The hot air balloons of the Flying Army have long been arranged in horizontal lines, like flocks of geese in a single shape in the air.

It takes about three seconds for the Dragon Gun to fill the bullet. If you count the boring and aim, you can fire a bullet in about five to ten seconds.

The Wuding Hall worships nearly a thousand people, and everyone has guns. In other words, at least six thousand bullets can be fired every minute.

The Zhentian Army’s hot air balloons are less than 400, and it is conceivable how many bullet holes will appear on those canvas in a short period of time.

The worshipers of Wuding Hall are all masters, with accurate eyesight and stable skills. No matter how bad the marksmanship is, they are not much worse.

The two hot air balloon arrays are like dark clouds, closely connected toward the western peak.

The hissing sounds became increasingly dense on the hot air balloons of the Tiantian Army. Some hot air balloons began to sway.

After the canvas was punched out by the Shenlong Gun, some of them were overwhelmed and torn apart by extremely strong air pressure, and they could no longer remain stable.

This naturally slowed down their flight speed.

The hot air balloons of the flying soldiers caught up, and the closer they were to the Zhentian Army, they were less than two hundred meters in a blink of an eye.

At this distance, the sky thunder cannot be thrown away, but the Dragon Gun can be hit more accurately.

Screams appeared in the Dali Zhentian Army.

The commander kept roaring and furious, but most of his voice was blown away by the wind in the air.

Amid the dense gunshots, more and more hot air balloons of the Death Army fell to the ground.

Because there was no Shenlong Gun, the Zhentian Army had no passive force to be beaten, and there was no power to resist.

The commander wanted to lean on and bomb the hot air balloons of the Flying Army with thunder, but he understood that General Song was not a fool, would he be foolishly waiting for him to approach?

Now, he just wanted to land on the ground soon. It was too dangerous in this air.

He didn't know that Qin Han's face was even more ugly than him on the ground now.

The Zhentian Army was forced to flee in panic by the Feitian Army, which was naturally far beyond his expectations and was completely different from what he had expected before.

Nearly 400 hot air balloons, obviously in number, exceeding the number of hot air balloons owned by the Song army's Feitian Army, how could they be beaten to run away with their heads?

It was not until he noticed that the Feitian Army had always maintained a distance of about 200 meters from the Zhentian Army that Qin Han suddenly realized that there were probably long-range weapons in the Song army.

It is not realistic to shoot a bow and crossbow at such a long distance, so there is only the Shenlong gun.

Zhao Jing, do you really know that our army has hot air balloons, so you deliberately keep the Flying Army waiting?

He even suddenly wondered whether Zhao Dongting led the army eastward at this time, was deliberately showing the enemy as weak, and any other attempts?

The Flying Army came at a time, and it was all carrying the Shenlong gun, which was gradually destroying Qin Han's confidence.

The Zhentian Army was beaten like this, and it was very difficult for Dali to win this battle.

He had to suspect that Zhao Dongting was targeting the Zhentian Army. After all, it was a coincidence that the time of the arrival of the Feitian Army and its weapon configuration were all too coincidental.

Yu Linglong gently stretched out her willow waist, as if she was a little bored, and her red lips gently opened, "Do you withdraw your troops?"

She could actually see that the Dali Army's current advantage was only temporary. When the Zhentian Army was destroyed, the Song Army would stabilize its position and the outcome would be unpredictable.

Qin Han looked at Yu Linglong with a strange look and said, "You might be fond of that little emperor of the Song Dynasty?"

Yu Linglong smiled disapprovingly and said, "I am happy to watch him die, or even kill him with my own hands. If you can destroy the Song army and are willing to give me this credit."

Qin Han withdrew his eyes and said, "Forget it, let's withdraw the troops!"

His eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But if Monto and others were at this time, they would definitely not choose to withdraw their troops.

Jiang Kui next to him was shocked and said, "Mr. Qin, let's withdraw our troops now? Are we still winning?"

Qin Han said: "The future is long, and I don't like to regard victory or defeat as gambling. Only by fighting a battle that will surely win can our dynasty flourish."

Jiang Kui frowned, "But when you go back like this, will the emperor and Your Highness blame us?"

“No.”

Qin Han said confidently: "If Your Highness is here, he will definitely choose to withdraw his troops."
Chapter completed!
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