Chapter 68: Break the city!

Mudanfeng killed Zheng Sheng, and at this moment before the Pyongyang city gate, the generals' guns and Shi Huoya bloomed.
The burro gun with a short forebore has a long wall thickness, seven or eight iron hoops, powerful red cannons, iron studs fixed to the ground, and various general guns of different styles. All spit with flames and projectiles.
The black smoke was strong, the orange-red flame spread across the city wall, the explosion sound was deafening, countless bows and iron pellets hit the city wall, and the blood flowers that were continuously splashing were stained with arrow stacks.
The Ming army's fire salamanders are mixed in style, with three-eyed fire salamanders, clipped target salamanders, crutches, and so on. However, the power and accuracy of these firearms are extremely poor. They are far less powerful than the pirate iron salamanders of the high-rise towers. The power was unsatisfactory, and Li Rusong only looked at it for a while, and ordered people to wave the flag.
In the Ming Army's formation with red and black dome helmets, the wheels slowly approached each other like square box boxes, and the swaying leads burned by the flames penetrated the cannon. Under the flames, hundreds of flames were long. Arrows scrambled out of the box.
Hundreds of tigers rush to the arrow!
A fire chariot charged ahead, carrying dozens of pointed wooden donkeys of the Ming Army all the way to the gate of the city, and a high ladder mounted the city wall with the temperature of the flames, covered with a net scarf and wearing a mountain pattern. The Ming army soldier carried a rattan card, drew a short knife, and climbed up the wall along the ladder. The dumplings coming down from the castle tower and rolling down under the stones, soldiers fell from the wall from time to time.
The flags agitated, the killing sounds boiled, the sand and gravel splashed, the dust filled the fields, and the world was dark.
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Goto stepped back and forth, bleeding from his chest. Li Yan's iron gun waved, dragging the two pirates' livers and intestines, blood and organs splattering up, a bit of cold mang rushed out like a murderer, and stabbed at Goto.
Goto yelled angrily, stabbing with a sword to greet him, and the sound of the knife-and-grabbing attack smashed into the heart like a hammer, and even Mars splashed out.
The violent stormy confrontation between the two people was dizzying, and when the wind was scattered, a frightened pirate was dodging and was blown out of his head by Li Yan's spinning dance head.
If Goto Kayi ’s sword is an unstoppable savage cow, Li Yan ’s spear is a barbed iron whip, a hunting python, a magnificent set, and Huanghuang is like Tianwei ’s eighth-gun in his hand. The fierce and weird like black storm eyes, tricky and fierce, from time to time licked on Goto Kayi's body, sketching out blood after blood,
"嚓 朗 ~"
The edge of the trowel and spear brushed Mars.
The armor's armor cracked and splashed out. The bleeding iron gun pierced Goto's neckplate, taking a large piece of flesh around his neck. Goto Kayoshi, who looks like a wounded beast, flashes insanely bloodthirsty.
"Humba."
The spear was cut off by the trowel, and there was no burr on the flat cross-section. Just now the gun head that was still moving like a dragon suddenly withered and fell to the ground.
"dead!"
Goto Kayi yelled at Gao Yang's sword. At that moment, the joy of killing stimulated his wounds all seem warm.
In the midst of it, he seemed to hear a sound of broken glass.
At least a dozen blood arrows rushed out of him, splattering on a half-length spear on the ground.
The blood gourd-like Goto's face was incredible, and he swooped and fell to the ground weakly.
"Blood dipping has reached the lethal point, the damage erupted, the damage bonus was 201%, and the hook star status was invalidated for 21 hours."
"Target dies."
"The progress of your Yan Fu incident has improved."
"Your purchase authority rating has improved significantly!"
Li Yan's eyes were dark, supporting the ground to pick up a shovel, a night battle in all directions to pass the enemy group, grabbed his ring dragon sword and moved closer to the Ming army.
Wu Weizhong's fish scale armor was splashed with blood, and the gray-haired ginseng had exposed some gray-haired ginseng as he watched Li Yan kill Goto Jiayi, his eyes brightened, and he shouted, "Good boy!"
"General died ~ General died ~"
I don't know where a sorrow and long roar came from. The collapse of the front began with a small horn, and it looked like it would spread.
The shouting pirate's head was chopped off, and Goto Kaya's lieutenant's red eyes shouted.
"General Goto's order! Retreat to the bunker! General Goto's order! Retreat to the bunker!"
Wu Weizhong gave a cold snoring, cursing a negative stubborn resistance, Ji Zhen soldiers surrounded the peony peak, the battle of the peony peak has no suspense.
...
"ignition!"
The city gate of Pyongyang has already been occupied for the most part. Among them, the Governor of the West sent a heavy soldier to guard the Qixing Gate and was blasted open by the Ming Army's Huzun Cannon Battalion!
The billowing smoke billowed from the shattered city gate, and a bright red giant eagle pointed at it, entering the city first.
Song Huan did not wear armor, a short-sleeved cotton jacket with arrow sleeves under his shoulders, and Zhang Yu's big red jacket on his left shoulder, and a thick golden tiger-headed pistol with a thick wrist in his right hand.
The running horseshoes rammed on Pyongyang street, and the infantry soldiers followed them to make up the knife. Then, a Ming army rider staggered, his eyes widened unbelievably.
Several riders noticed the abnormality and stopped.
On the long street where the mist and black smoke were corrected, a foot pierced the smoke and was revealed in front of everyone.
Several Ming army holding bird slugs and bows and arrows did not hesitate to aim and shoot. Projectiles and bows and arrows dipped into the monster in the shadow. The shadow flickered, and then stood firm.
"Don't panic, you haven't seen it before."
A small banner officer waved his hands coldly, the birds in the first row backed away, the birds in the second row aimed, and the bow and arrow set up the long flame of the burning flame on the arrow, and another round shot.
The rocket hit the monster and went out, the smell of gunpowder and tung oil permeated the entire street.
A gust of wind blew through the dense fog and black smoke, and the entire street was unobstructed.
The corpse slabs across the wild, nearly a hundred big-belly evil spirits standing or squatting, look dull.
The whole body red little fangs ghost lay on the mutilated corpse and devoured flesh, the blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.
In the shadowy alley, there were rotten, rotten clothes and rotten corpses peeping at the bright army on the long street.
Various charms fill the entire street!
"What monsters are these ..."
The Mingjun flag shivered.
A small fangs ghost was choked with shredded teeth, three or two struck across the lightning, and it was necessary to hit the face of a Ming army, and no one had the time to respond.
"boom!"
A cloud of blood burst.
Song Huan was expressionless, shaking off the flesh of his gun, and the big shouting on his shoulders danced fiercely.
The scene in front of him was like Nose, but he did not change his face.
"Master Pioneer ..."
That little flag came back to God.
"Shut up!" Song Yan cursed coldly.
He stared at Long Street, the cold light reflected by the sun converging to the tip of the tiger's head.
"You guys!"
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"Kuroda, how long do you think those demons can block the Ming Army?"
Xiao Xixing described the cricket, and the fierce firepower and bravery of the Ming Army almost defeated this half-life old man.
Can the real life of the country of sunrise, said by Hideyoshi, really catch?
"This, it depends on the determination of the Ming Army ..."
Kuroda waved his arms for a while, lowered his waist, and jumped for a while, as if doing sports. He answered President Xiaoxi with his mouth: "Those demons were suppressed by the imperial fortune of the country, but Daming came prepared this time. Some are fire, some are cannons, and some are generals. So the ghosts in the alleys of Pyongyang are destined not to be opponents of the Ming Army. One day, it can probably be delayed so long. "
President Xiaoxi then asked, "I heard ... Emperor Daming Chongxin believes in the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Teachers' Path. This march has the proud disciples of contemporary Heavenly Masters serving as the Overseer. If he shoots ..."
"If it is the priest (priest) who knows how to manipulate the power of ghosts and gods (long tiger spirit), no more than two hours will eradicate the demons and ghosts in Pyongyang."
"What can I do?"
Mr. Xiaoxi looked pale.
"So hey ..."
Kuroda finally stretched a lazy waist and finished the activity, grabbing the black katana on the table.
"Even if it was the last effort before fleeing."
Kuroda opened the wooden door.
"If that guy dares to enter Pyongyang, I will cut him."
The sun hit Kuroda's body, gilding his face.
"Boss Xiaoxi, I really like your servant Miyoko, if I can come back, give her to me!"
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"Master Gao Gong has a command! Those who walk unofficially, return to camp to listen to the tone. The archers receive five hundred arrows from each battalion to shoot the demon. Gao Gong has a command ..."
"You won't be on the front line. It's impossible to be on the front line in this life."
Yi Yu shook her head like a rattle. Saliva splashed, righteous Ling Ran.
"The purpose of my Heavenly Master is to save the wounds and help the world. Now you want me to go to the front line to kill the demon ghosts? The demon ghosts are not transformed by the innocent people of North Korea? This is inconsistent with my morals!
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