The World’s Strongest Legion System

"The eyes of the formation are destroyed?"

Li Wenhao froze for a moment, his face became ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yanguang Zuomu is really a chicken thief.

First sneak attack on my outer cavalry, and then let the infantry attack the city, the purpose is to destroy our army's sandstorm formation.

As for the formation master, this is not surprising, relying on the power of their three clans, it is not difficult to find a formation master! "

After he finished speaking, he felt a little depressed. Knowing that Yanguang Zuomu was coming for the forbidden area, and he couldn't rely on his blood to open the forbidden area formation, he would definitely ask the formation master for help.

How could he be negligent?

Although Guimu Tengchuan's sandstorm formation is a large formation designed by himself combined with his own spells, ordinary formation masters cannot break it, but formation masters can still break it.

Fu Baichuan frowned and said: "Your Highness, once the sandstorm formation is unavailable, our army's defense will be under heavy pressure!

Why not, after General Huo Qianheng finished defeating the Principality of Monroe, don't go east to Huaibei for the time being, first come to the City of the Sun to help defend! "

"That's the only way to go!" Li Wenhao took a deep breath and nodded.

Looking at the dark Yan army under the city, I couldn't help but look murderous, and roared: "The new artillery battalion, speed up, blast me with incendiary bombs against the enemy's trebuchets!"

It wasn't that he lost his composure, but he was really angry. Seeing that the winter and snowstorm were less than ten days away, these gangsters were still entangled, restraining a large number of his troops.

The other cracks on the surface are nothing more than the super cracks in Huaibei County. How can the Golden Crow Army without Huo Qianheng resist it?

Almost all the main forces that can be fought are consumed here, and even if they want to draw out a single army, they can't.

"I'll send someone to urge me right now!" Luna Ying was taken aback, and quickly dispatched a few more men.

"Huchihuchi!" The flames of battle were rumbling, and amidst the rain of blood, four or five warriors, carrying a black iron cannon, lined up and rushed across the city.

More than half an hour later, the phantom battle formation at the head of the city changed a wave, and two hundred new black iron cannons finally took their positions.

And under the command of Jebe's eagle eye, he aimed at the trebuchet position under the city.

"fire!"

Li Wenhao waved the command flag with one hand and gave the order himself.

In an instant, two hundred white phosphorous incendiary bombs whizzed out, carrying waves of air, avoiding the phantom of the battle formation of the Langya Army, and flew towards the enemy.

Some were blocked by the fire giant phantoms of the Yan Clan, and exploded, burning with dazzling flames.

Most of them still successfully hit the target and landed on the catapult position of the Yan Clan army, which is also the position of the black iron cannon and spar cannon.

It's just that these cannons have fired three rounds, and the barrels are still cooling down.

"No, it's shelling, dodge quickly!"

"Damn it, isn't the black iron cannon of the Langya army the same as ours, has it been fought?"

"Stop talking nonsense, run!"

"Boom!" A series of explosions sounded like fried beans in the position, setting off flames soaring into the sky and thick black smoke.

More than 300 trebuchets, more than 200 dark iron cannons, and 50 spar cannons were either blown into pieces or burned violently in the high temperature.

Especially barrels of kerosene bombs, and boxes of shells, the elves were ignited, violent explosions, and fires became more and more out of control.

In just a few seconds, more than 10,000 Yan Clan artillerymen were blown up into fireworks.

"An accident happened to the artillery position?" On the command platform, Yanguang Zuomu, wrapped in a thick blanket, opened his eyes suddenly with a sickly face.

Regardless of Shenhun's serious injury, he stood up and looked in the direction of the artillery camp.

However, he is mentally exhausted now, and he is not eagle-eyed, so he can't see clearly.

"Father, it's not good, our artillery position has been bombarded!" Yan Guangzu ran over with a mournful face.

A few people from the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce followed behind, and one of them was a white-haired old man who was the formation master, Master Huang.

"Impossible, Langya Army's black iron cannons have already been fired." Yanguang Zuomu shook his head in disbelief.

"Father, it's true!" Yan Guangzu stomped anxiously, his face full of helplessness.

Although my father has changed his body, his lining has not changed, he is still the suspicious old fox.

Especially since the underground blood bank was destroyed, and the suspect has not been caught so far, he has become more and more suspicious.

He always felt that everyone around him wanted to harm him.

Seeing this, Zichuan Teng, the second shopkeeper of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, walked a few steps forward and said, "Lord Zuomu, it is indeed the black iron cannon, and there are quite a few of them. I guess the Langya Army should have reinforcements."

"Oh, reinforcements are here!"

It's amazing to say that Yanguang Zuomu didn't believe in his own son, but believed in Zichuanteng, an outsider.

He nodded, paused and said: "Send the order, step up the attack, don't be afraid of casualties, and take down the ruins as soon as possible."

"Father!" Yan Guangzu snorted with some dissatisfaction. He glanced at the surrounding environment. There were too many outsiders, so he could only say helplessly: "I've been playing all morning today. Why don't you take a rest and call after lunch?" ?”

"I can't stop, keep attacking, if you don't knock down the city wall today, you won't be allowed to eat!" Yanguang Zuomu was furious when he heard the words, and swung his cane in his hand to hit his son on the head.

Yan Guangzu didn't dare to dodge, he took two hard blows, and then flung his sleeves away angrily.

When he got off the podium, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

It's not that he hates it, but in front of so many people, especially outsiders at the scene, he wants to have the face of the sole heir of the second generation.

To use a new phrase by Li Wenhao, it does little harm but is extremely insulting.

"Guangzu, wait!"

Turning around an army formation, Baimu Qingfu chased after him: "Why do you still have to fight, the former army persisted in the sandstorm for more than two hours, and most of their spiritual power was consumed.

The Langya army has come to reinforce them again, if they continue to attack at this time, will there be heavy casualties? "

"Who says it's not?" Yanguang Zuomu spread his hands, and said with a bitter face: "Since the old man sent his soul, I feel that he has changed, he has become different from before.

Stubborn, suspicious, trusting no one.

Do you know that the underground blood bank was destroyed a few days ago, and he asked me to send someone to spy on you.

You said, isn't he old and confused?

At the time of the incident, you were always with me and him, why did you even suspect it?

And judging from the witnesses and the traces at the scene, it was a seventh-rank Yan clan member.

This is not 100%, is the Yanjin family playing tricks?

Really, I really don't know what he is thinking now? "

After finishing speaking, Yan Guangzu punched in frustration, and hit the ground, making a big hole.

"Master Zuomu is also cautious!" Baimu Qingfu's eyes flickered, and his words frightened him quite a bit.

Fortunately, Li Wenhao was not on the front line these days, and he did not respond to the signal, otherwise, it would be troublesome once we meet.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, I will go to the front line to watch, these soldiers are the elite of my Yanguang family, they must not be left here for nothing!"

Angry is angry, what should be done is still to be done, Yan Guangzu finished complaining, waved his hands, and ran to the front line.

The young husband of Bermuda stopped where he was and did not follow, his expression became serious, and he noticed his loophole.

It stands to reason that the ruling king of the Sand Clan has decided not to join the coalition forces. As the seventh rank of the Sand Clan, his main task is to garrison the stronghold of Drew City, rather than fooling around with the coalition forces.

If there is no accident, you can still use your good relationship with Yan Guangzu to help out and see the lively explanation.

But now that something happened, Yan Guangzu might not think too much about it, but the cunning Yanguang Zuomu would definitely investigate one by one and find out what was unreasonable.