The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

[Hurry up and make a full attendance, and you will be replaced in three hours! 】

[Hurry up and make a full attendance, and you will be replaced in three hours! 】

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Huo Mingheng said with certainty, then snapped his fingers, and two subordinates immediately carried a large box of things and placed them in front of everyone.

Those people were very curious and didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Huo Mingheng's gourd.

But as Huo Mingheng opened the box and revealed the contents, their suspicions became even more intense.

"General Huo, what is this? What do you want us to see?" the generals asked.

"This object is called a box crossbow. It can shoot 72 arrows at a time." Huo Mingheng said, placing one of the box crossbows on his arm, pressing a button and shooting all 72 arrows.

Moreover, this thing has been improved again by Luo Liyan, and it no longer shoots 72 arrows in the same direction.

Their ropes were cut again, and when they flew outside, they were already scattered in all directions.

This is so that each arrow can hit different enemies better.

After all, the bow she designed was not an ordinary bow and arrow, unlike those bows and arrows that were fan-shaped and could span a wide attack range.

So in order to make up for the shortcomings, Luo Liyan calculated repeatedly and finally found a way to shoot seventy-two arrows at different people.

"so smart?"

"Is this an artifact?"

"If you send 72 arrows in one breath, wouldn't it be troublesome to refill them?"

They asked questions one after another, which made Huo Mingheng very noisy.

He opened an unused box crossbow, took out all the bows and arrows tied inside, put it into the box crossbow on his arm, and pressed the button again.

This time, he also shot seventy arrows without any pressure at all.

"You have also seen that as long as the arrows are tied like this, they can be filled into the box crossbow at will. We are not short of arrows for the time being. Tonight, organize all the people in the city who do not need to go to the battlefield to pay at least 10 bundles of arrow handles like this. Several gentlemen will personally demonstrate to them how to bind the hidden body." Huo Mingheng gave the order directly.

Being in a military camp is not like being in a court. You have to carefully consider everything you say to see if there is some pit buried inside, waiting for you to jump into it.

"What if they don't want to? If this requires money, we probably don't have much silver to give them." A general said with a troubled face.

Huo Mingheng's brows furrowed even more tightly, like an arched hill, "How can we talk about love at this time? If someone resists, just kidnap everyone involved and throw them outside the city gate. Yes."

"But doing this will eventually lose the support of the people." One of the generals sighed quietly.

"What's the matter with a clear conscience? The city and family will be destroyed soon. If they still care about the money, why not let me send someone to send them to enjoy themselves." Huo Mingheng snorted coldly.

When death like this is imminent, and he only cares about petty profits, why should he waste the lives of his soldiers to protect them.

"yes."

Although the generals feel that doing so may cause criticism, they already have this kind of magical weapon in their hands, so they cannot stop relying on item support.

How many famous generals have died in the hands of their own people from ancient times to the present.

"I wonder why you didn't take out some of this General Huo earlier?" A general sounded a little gloomy because a good brother died.

It was as if Huo Mingheng had killed his brother because he took this thing out late.