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The cold wind blew.

Yang Qi stood on the head of the city with his hands on the head and allowed the cold wind to lift his horn.

On both sides of his left and right, standing Yang Da and Qiao.

Further out, there were rows of artillery, rows of gun beds bound with explosive bags, and rows of stone throwers filled with thunderstorms.

From the ancient north mouth to the center, to the left and far stretch for more than 20 miles.

Qiao Zheng and Yang Da, I can't figure out how many gunpowder was moved to the city by Yang Qi.

They only know in their hearts that the door of heaven is hard again, and they have to be.

The mad Yang Qi, who was mad, was intended to bury every Liao army outside the city with gunpowder.

The men in charge of the knife have been fully equipped.

The cavalry is the head, the knife is followed by the soldiers, and the left and right sides are the musketeers of the Chinese aircraft battalion.

They did not say a word like a trojan horse, standing behind the wall, waiting for Yang Qi's order at any time, rushed out.

Yang Qi's pale hand slowly lifted.

He took a spit and asked in a low voice, “Your Majesty, don’t you say hello to the Liaojun?”

Yang looked back and said coldly, “Did they say hello when they attacked my Yanguo?”

He said, “Those disciples at the gate...”

Yang Qi squinted and said coldly, "Let them get out of the way before I don't kill my heart."

“No!”

“Oh, hey”

The sound of the voice fell.

The seven sleeves of Yang also landed.

“Hush!”

“Hmm!”

“...”

Gunpowder, bed crossbow, stone throwers, etc., are launched almost at the same time.

Tens of thousands of shells, thunderstorms, and explosive packs were fired like rain.

“Is it raining?”

The Liao people outside the city heard the sound of guns and raised their heads in a hurry.

When they saw the black dots that covered the sky, they floated over.

I thought it was raining.

You can see.

How much gunpowder did Yang 7 put on?

It made Liao's life hallucinations.

However.

This illusion is only a brief moment.

Jerucho, who was lifted on the slider, saw the black dots that covered the sun, and the pupils contracted rapidly.

“Run!”

The screams of the heart and lungs spewing out of the throat of Jerushu.

But it's late.

Cannonballs, explosives, thunderstorms, one after another fall.

Like raining plantains.

It’s beautiful, but it kills people.

“Hush!”

“Hush!”

“...”

With an explosion, there was a loud cry and scream.

The army fought for nearly a lifetime.

I have never seen such a horrible war.

Those who have not come close to the enemy have been defeated by the enemy.

The shield?

The shield can hold the arrow, but it cannot stop the dynamite bag filled with granular gunpowder.

“Oh!”

“Help!”

“...”

The four screams.

The Liao army fled everywhere.

But they can't escape the blow of the soul over their heads.

What no two-door battle, what an invincible iron ride.

In the face of overwhelming gunpowder, it is easy to fight.

Just a round of projection.

The large formations under the Liao army, as well as the encampment, were torn apart by the bombing.

The horses went crazy in the camp, and the Liaojun soldiers ran aimlessly back and forth in the camp.

They all want to hide from the thing that takes people’s lives on their heads.

However.

They are destined to hide.

Even if you avoid a round, how to avoid the 20 rounds prepared for them by Yang Qi behind you?

“Hush!”

“Hush!”

“...”

On the wall of the Old North.

Yang Qi's heart was as hard as iron, and he waved his sleeves under him.

Cannons, bedding, stone-throwing machines, etc. burst out.

The Liao army outside the city was like a harvest of cut wheat, and there was no resistance at all.

Those who had not seen this fire cover on the city had already lost their chins.

Is there such a thing as a battle?

Have you not been hard on the enemy, the enemy is gone?

Yang Dafa was responsible for lifting the big gun in his hand, looked at it, and threw it to the soldiers behind him.

Twenty rounds of fire.

It took only a quarter of an hour.

The Liaoning outside the city has long since become a ruin.

The cry, the cry, the hysterical cry, the despair, the other.

“It’s too bad...”

Some can’t help but sigh a word.

The man next to him kicked.

Yang Qi's face was like water, coldly looking at the Liao army camp that was devading the ruins outside the city, "This is the war you want, this is the end of your anger."

“The drums!”

“The whole army is attacking!”

“...”

The drums sounded.

The soldiers in the city rushed out at the moment when the gate was opened.

in the Liao Army camp.

The shawl of the shawl of the shawl sat on the slider, looking in horror at the Liao Army barracks, which was turned into ruins, and his face was in disbelief.

In front of him were the bodies of hundreds of bodyguards who had been killed to protect him.

“Cut up...”

In his throat was like a duck hidden, and he was constantly chuckling.

He glared at his eyes and trembling, shouting, “Is heaven going to kill me?”

Disharmony, resentment, anger, and a glimmer of fear took possession of Jeru’s brother’s chest.

After a lifetime of fighting, he thought he was familiar with any battlefield.

But at the end of the day, I suddenly didn’t understand the war.

Bigger than the more, run!The enemy has been killed.”

The guard saw the Yan army in the ancient north mouth rush out, and threw himself in terror in front of Jeru Xia, and carried Jeru Xiu Ge and ran.

Jeruju's crazy cry, "I'm not going!I will not go!I will live with the soldiers."

However.

The guards got this, and their duty was to protect Jericho.

At this moment, the Liao army was defeated, and they must protect Jericho.

The guards, no matter how rebellious Hugh, carried Jerushugo and ran.

Jerucho ran away.

But the rest of the army could not escape.

The Yan soldiers who rushed out from the ancient north mouth were like cutting wheat, the life of the Reaper's enemy.

Knives at night.

Without a living mouth.

Old North is big.

From Yang Qi's face could not see any anger, he only ordered the soldiers to cut off the enemy's head and put on the cart.

"Brother, this is the matter, I will take the head of the thief to the mountain of loyalty and pay tribute to the faithful."You are in charge of taking the earthquake camp and the Shen's machine camp, and you rush to the Yuguan to help your father."

Yang Da heard a moment, and he felt the solemnity that suddenly appeared on Yang Qi.

He felt that the amiable brother of the past was moving away from him.

He was replaced by a blooded king.

“No!”

Yang Daxuan saluted.

Yang Qi slowly nodded, he took a group of people and horses, escorted the head of the Liaojun army, and rushed to the faithful mountain.

At this time at the same time.

The heads of the enemies everywhere, along with the journey of Yang Qi, gathered to the mountain of loyalty.

Yang Da led the earthquake camp, the Shenyang machine camp, and the star night and walked to Yuguan.

In the yžin.

Old Yang is reprimanding Yang Liu, who is lying on the bed to raise a disease, "you say you, you can't see the form, what can you do?"You were almost poisoned, and your mother shed tears for many days."

Yang Liu's white face showed a hint of guilt, "I also did not expect, the enemy is so raped, actually in the formation of the Tibetan array."

Old Yang stared at his eyes and shouted, “That enemy is not raped?”Without rape, you have to lose your life.When he returned, he copied the book of military planning in the house to the old man ten times."

Yang Liu nodded helplessly, and said, “I know...”

Old Yang then satisfactorily nodded, holding a soup bowl, in front of Yang Liu, "the old ginseng soup, just to make up for your lost blood."

Yang Six-half climbed up and hurriedly said, “I’ll come by myself...”

Old Yang glared at his eyes and reprimanded, “When you put on your trousers, you didn’t lie down on the old man’s arms to eat.”Can't grow up?How?“When I grow up, I’m not your father.”

Yang Liu laughed and lay down, and let the old Yang feed him to drink ginseng soup.

I drank soup.

Yang Liu lay in bed and asked Lao Yang, “Dad, do you think this battle can win our Yanguo?”

Old Yang licked his mouth, frowned, and said, “It’s hard to say...”

“Why?”

Yang 6 is doubtful.

Lao Yang analyzed: "Liaoguo dares to invade, it must be a long-term plan, and there is a grasp to win the Yan country."That was the attack.It is not difficult to see from the port city, Dongsheng Province, and even Yanjing City.The means of the Liaoning country are endless and full of tricks.Not to be done, never to rest.”

Yang Liu said with a faint eye, “So... Liao Guo won a little bigger?”

Old Yang frowned and shook his head, "It depends on whether your seven brothers have backs."Your seven brothers have fought all these years, and they have seen much for their father.He likes to keep things together.It's like a killer, and every time you take it out, you can win."

Yang Liu is a little embarrassed, "So we have more odds?"

The old man still shook his head.

Some Yang Liu did not understand, "Dad, what is it?"

Old Yang stared up and drank: "Just didn't tell you, it's hard to say... Your seven brothers have not yet come up with the killer, and no one knows how powerful this killer is."

If it is strong, you can win naturally.If it's not strong enough, it's bad luck."

Yang Six's heart was tight and asked hurriedly, "If it's really unlucky, Dad, will you help?"

Old Yang suddenly looked up and said, “Do you think that for this part, Laozi has to choose?”

Yang Liu heard the words and grinned.

The old man glanced at him again.

Just then.

The pro-military troops hurried into the tent of the camp, and reported: "The emperor, the six generals, the general took a group of people and horses to Yuguan, and asked to enter the city."

Old Yang, Yang Six.

“Has the rooster arrived?”

Old Yang said to Yang Liu: "You are at ease to heal, the old man to see the big man."

Old Yang went this way, one day and one night.

Yang Liu, who was injured in the tent, was anxious, looking to the right and left, and could not expect the old Yang to appear.

I only listen during the day.

The fire on the head of the city of Yuguan was on the ground, and in the evening, there was no movement.

At night.

Old Yang carried a human head and fell into Yang Liu's tent.

Yang Liu was shocked and asked, “Dad, what happened to you?”Did the Liao Army attack the city?How is the war?”

Old Yang left his head and sat there alone without saying a word.

Yang Liu shouted, “Dad, you are talking!”

Old Yang looked up at Yang Six and whispered, “Tomorrow Dad will take you home...”

Yang Liu said, “What about the buck?”

The old man laughed bitterly, “What can I do?It's the same as before."

“Where is the enemy?”

“The enemy?”

Old Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, “Where is the enemy, do you see this man’s head under the old man’s feet?”The Liaojun master took the head of Hand.When the old man rushed out of the city with his soldiers and horses, he saw him lying on the ground.

After seeing the old man, he begged the old man to cut off his head.

The old man fulfilled his wish.”

Yang’s face was shocked.

He did not expect that Lao Yang had a head in his hand, which was actually the head of Hand Jean.

Shocked, Yang Sixxin chased like a cat: “Dad, what happened?”

Old Yang bar clasped his mouth, sighed, sighed, and sighed, “Six Lang’s killers are too hard...”

The six ears listened.

Old Yang Yuyu said: "Thousands of artillery, thousands of crubines, thousands of stone-throwing machines, shot out nearly 10,000 explosives... Six rounds of projection, the Liao Army outside the city is gone...

When the old man rushed out with him, he looked at a piece of broken arm.

Hande let the bomb was blown into two, but he was not dead.

After seeing the old man, he begged the old man to cut him to death.

The old man rushed out with nearly fifty thousand men, and killed a few of them.

Yang's face was stunned.

Old Yang paused, sighed, said: "The old man saw that gunpowder changed the pattern of war... The war in the future is no longer a fight for bravery and armor."

Even the martial arts handed down by my Yang family will be useless on the battlefield in the future.

“Damn’s hand is lost.”

Yang Liu was shocked: “It’s impossible, isn’t it?”

The old man stared, “Did the old man tell you a lie?”

Yang Liu shook his head.

Half-scented.

Yang Liu said, “Doesn’t that mean that the seventh brother no longer has an opponent?”

Although the old man did not want to admit it, he still nodded his head.

There is no opponent.

After seeing today’s gunpowder bombing.

Old Yang felt that no one could bully Yang in the future.

Only Yang 7 bullied others.

Song Liao, this time forced Yang seven so tightly.

I'm afraid it's going to be unlucky.

Yang Qi is like a dragon in the sky.

His momentum cannot be stopped by anyone.

Old Yang, who is a father, even if he is stubborn, he can't control Yang's idea.

Just because I saw this.

Old Yang has been living in the rejuvenation martial arts teaching students for a long time, and he does not want to meet his son again.

He was afraid that the ideas in his heart were at peace with Yang VII, making their father-son relationship more rigid.

Loyalty?

Loyalty?

Old Yang can no longer speak to Yang 7 loyal.

Today's position of Yang 7 today, and today's strength.

He dared to speak out, and others dared not take it.

One mountain does not allow two tigers, one does not allow two dragons.

“Oh hey...”

The old man sighed, making the night thicker.

The darkness eats everything.

The next day.

Early morning.

Old Yang, Yang Liu, Yang Dad and Son, each embarked on the road that belongs to them.

Old Yang accompanied Yang Liu to Yanjing City.

Yang Dazhi escorted the head of the beheading and sent it to Zhongyi Mountain.

And this time.

The head of the seven Yangs who was escorted also happened to the faithful mountain.

Standing at the threshold of revival.

Yang Qi stood up and stood still.

His thoughts wandered, far, far, years ago.

At that time, Yan Guo was not established, and the four provinces in the northwest had just started.

He was just a teenager killed on the battlefield.