"Does God want Daliao to lose Yanyun?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

As expected, the generals on the left and right turned pale after hearing this, and their morale had dropped to an unprecedented level.

However, after feeling strong regret, Yelv Dezhong discovered that the strange siege equipment did not launch another attack. Instead, the rural army was busy up and down, and there were several craftsmen playing with something unknown next to each barrel.

A full two-quarters of an hour later, Ling Zhen's order was issued again: "Fire! Fire!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom——

After the second round of shelling, although the specific damage to the city wall could not be seen clearly, the Liao generals were completely panicked. Some were so frightened that they ran to the rear. Those who stayed behind also said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, what should we do?

If that punishment were to happen again, wouldn't the city wall collapse?"

Yelu De regained his composure: "Why are you panicking? We would have been dead long ago if we really wanted to be punished by heaven. Why do we need this thing? This invincible thunderbolt cannon cannot be fired continuously. It is only as powerful as this. It just looks novel..."

"Who dares to go out of the city to meet the enemy and destroy all these divine artillery pieces?"

Obviously, the first half of what he said was just comfort, and he didn't believe it even after he said it. The last thing is the key.

Since this artillery requires a long time to prepare between each shot, taking advantage of the enemy's preparation time to go out of the city and destroy the artillery can prevent the fall of Yanjing.

Otherwise, if the opponent is allowed to keep bombarding like this, let alone whether the city wall can collapse, the defenders may not even have the strength to hold their weapons to resist, and they will definitely be defeated like a mountain.

But at this time, the Liao generals on the city wall who had seen the power of artillery were completely discouraged and fell silent after hearing the words.

Only a figure jumped out, half-kneeling on the ground: "The final general Wu Yanguang is willing to go!"

Yelv was overjoyed when he was serious. He stepped forward to help him up, took off his red shirt and put it on the opponent's shoulders: "General Wuyan is worthy of being our number one warrior in Daliao. If you step forward at this juncture, I, the king, still have

What’s the point of worrying?”

Wu Yanguang grabbed his shirt tightly, clasped his fists heavily, then mounted the black horse, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and jumped out like a tiger coming out of the gate:
Chapter completed!