The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 1170: 1 Death Soldiers, Ignite the Bombs

The two of them cried miserably: "Your Majesty, we know we were wrong."

"Please, let us make amends for our crimes. We will never dare to do it again. I am still injured and I am afraid I can't stand the fifty military sticks."

Qin Yun frowned. Deep down, he didn't want to punish these generals who fought for him, but as the king of a country, he sometimes had to make an example of them.

He said coldly: "Then we'll beat him twice. Beat him 25 today, and then we'll beat him again later!"

"There is no room for leniency in this matter. Anyone who dares to ask for leniency will be punished with a stick!"

"Announce to the entire army, anyone who dares to drink and have fun, anyone who dares to commit acts that are against the will of heaven, will be killed without mercy!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Everyone was shocked and dared not beg for mercy anymore. Everyone knew that His Majesty wanted to establish his authority and cut off all possible sources.

Liu Wanshi and the other man looked unhappy and could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

Finally, in front of the entire army, the two were punished in public. The twenty-five military sticks showed no mercy at all, which made the entire army fearful and extremely terrified.

Generals Liu and Long were like this, let alone them.

Afterwards, Qin Yun asked others to deliver the best wound medicine as a consolation.

On that day, the army of more than 200,000 did not dare to harbor any luck. The military appearance was obviously restored and no longer chaotic. Even the soldiers became more vigilant.

As soon as the You hour arrived, three hundred red cannons launched bombardment on Wuzhu City on time.

Boom!

The dark city began to sway. Countless shells fell, causing the city walls to crack and become uneven, and countless stones were blown everywhere.

Bang bang bang!

Flames shot up into the sky, followed by rolling dark clouds, as if the end of the world was coming.

To this day, the Turks have not found a way to deal with the Red Cannon, probably because time is too short and they don’t have enough time.

But in fact, the Red Cannons can dig bunkers for defense. They are hiding behind the city and are bound to be hurt. Even a little bit of aftermath is enough to make them suffer.

"How many shells are left?" Qin Yun looked at the hell on earth ahead, listening to the screams without changing his expression.

Civilians may not be killed, but the Turkic military should all die!

"Your Majesty, including the supplies, we still have more than 1,200 shells, 200 of which are reinforced shells with iron sheets added."

"Lord Xiliang Jinzhu wrote to say that the stock of gunpowder has been used up, and the production of the next shells will be much slower."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to bombard like this anymore, but we're almost at the Turkic capital, so it should be enough," Ping Jianlou said.

Hearing this, Qin Yun nodded: "It should be enough. After defeating Wuzhu City, there will be at least 800 shells left."

"The Turkic royal city is tall and solid, but it should be enough."

"It seems there will be no problem returning to the imperial capital before the New Year." He smiled and was very happy. He rubbed his hands excitedly when he thought about his beloved son and princess in the imperial capital.

Everyone around him grinned. Who wouldn't want to go back to the capital? That meant the war was over, and they had returned victoriously, so they could enjoy themselves!

Just like that, everyone was immersed in the fantasy of returning.

After a while, suddenly, huge cannon fire sounded. The sound was so loud and deafening that Qin Yun even felt his feet trembling!

"What's going on? How can the power of three hundred red cannons be like the bombardment of a thousand cannons, shaking the earth and mountains?" Someone muttered, looking at Wuzhu City suspiciously.

Qin Yun sensed something and turned around suddenly with a changed expression.

"not good!"

Everyone seemed to sense something was wrong and turned around, suddenly frightened and their mouths could hold a stone!

Three miles away, which was the base behind Xia Jun, a mushroom cloud suddenly exploded in the sky, and the flames lit up the dark night like day.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

Countless chariots and horses were thrown eight feet high. The terrible explosion almost created a huge hole in the ground, which directly drowned out the sound of the bombardment in Wuzhu City.

It was also accompanied by the screams and wails of many soldiers, quickly tearing through the darkness!

"What happened? Could it be that these bastards were careless and ignited the shells?" Qin Yun roared, his face flushed, and rushed out directly.

He knew that something had happened in the rear, and that it was the artillery truck that had a problem. Only when a large number of artillery shells exploded together could they have such a powerful effect.

Everyone followed suit, and more than 200,000 troops were awakened, causing chaos.

After Qin Yun ran for a mile, the scout rushed over with disheveled hair and a dirty face. He knelt down and said in panic, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this is not good!"

"The rear was suddenly attacked by about 10,000 Turkic warriors, who set the artillery carts on fire... At least 3,000 people died!"

Upon hearing this, the entire army was horrified.

Qin Yun felt his ears buzzing. He thought everything was going too smoothly. He didn't expect such a big change to happen at the last moment.

He clenched his fist and roared, "What the hell is Gongsun Zhongmou doing standing guard in the rear!"

"Ten thousand people can get close to the artillery truck!"

"I must chop him into pieces!"

The scout was pale and frightened. "Your Majesty, we can't defend ourselves. These 10,000 people came here with the determination to die. Moreover, they took a detour. I don't know why they managed to avoid the vigilance of the thousands of scouts on the periphery..."

"Ah!" Qin Yun roared and rushed towards the scene.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't go!"

"The shells are exploding, you can't go." In the back, Ping Jianlou and others were terrified and tried to stop them.

But Qin Yun, who was in a hurry, didn't listen and rushed to the scene as soon as possible. The army was three miles away and wiped out 10,000 Turkic soldiers with thundering force. Only a few were still resisting.

But they succeeded in igniting the shells, almost delivering a pinpoint strike.

after an hour.

The sky was filled with flames, accompanied by bursts of smoke, which was very pungent.

The explosion was basically over, leaving only corpses and debris on the ground. Countless Xia soldiers were screaming and wailing, having lost their arms or thighs.

A large number of troops are cleaning up the mess and counting the losses.

Gongsun Zhongmou's face was pale, and he fell to his knees with a thud: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it is my fault that I failed in my duty. I shall die."

The crowd of people all looked unhappy. Who could have thought that the Turks could sneak attack from behind at this time, and be so fearless and brave!

Even if facing the Turkic Wolf Cavalry, they don't have the courage to do so!

Qin Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me how big the loss is!"

Gongsun Zhongmou felt that he was doomed, his face was grim, and he trembled as he said, "More than 3,000 people were killed... and more than 5,000 people were injured or disabled."

"There are countless chariots and horses."

"The other half of the cart, which was loaded with shells, was detonated, leaving more than 600 shells. The red cannon was separated and placed, and it escaped the disaster."

Qin Yun was furious. He was just saying that the shells were in short supply, and half of them were detonated. He scolded, "Is this how you do things? I asked you to protect the shells because I saw that you were calm. How do you protect them?"