Speaking of the secret recipe given by Hongluan last time, it is a score for building weapons. It not only records a lot of weapons making methods, but also records a special refining method that can make weapons sharper, harder and more durable.

It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as cutting iron like mud, so when Prince Muhan heard that there were better secret weapons, he couldn't help but show a greedy look.

"Okay, then that's it!" In the end, Prince Muhan nodded and agreed, smiling harmoniously with Hongluan.

"The prince is indeed a wise person. Don't worry, Hongluan will definitely not regret it." Hongluan said with satisfaction.

For five or six consecutive days, the border was just a situation of confrontation between the two armies, which was surprisingly calm.

The Xiongnu army had no food to adjust the battle plan, while the Yaowang was because the princess was not feeling well these days, and the prince was with him every day, "no one in charge";!

On the seventh day, the Xiongnu army suddenly came to the city gate to challenge and prepared to attack it in large quantities.

"Prince, Prince! The Huns are attacking!" When the soldiers who sent the letter ran all the way to the backyard of the Fucheng County Government Office to report, the prince was accompanying his princess to have breakfast!

"Well, I understand, you go down!" Baili Mochen said calmly when he heard the soldiers' reports.

"Prince...yes!" The soldier looked at the prince's unhurried look and wanted to say something else, but when he saw the prince's unhappy face, he still stepped back obediently.

"You might as well go and have a look. The battle between the two armies is not a trivial matter!" Chunfeng put down the bowls and chopsticks, pursed his lips and said to Baili Mo Chen.

"Well, I'll go now, you'll have a good rest in the room and wait for me to come back! Be good..." Baili Mochen stood up with a smile and kissed Chunfeng on his forehead.

"Okay!" Chunfeng nodded, and did not forget to remind him: "Be careful!"

Baili Mochen turned around and left with a smile.

After Baili Mochen left, Chunfeng began to worry.

Worrying about the battle in this cold weapon era with similar swords and guns, Chunfeng can imagine how bloody it is.

I prayed silently for Baili Mochen in my heart, hoping that he would not have any trouble.

As soon as he walked under the city wall, Xuan Yi went forward.

"Prince!"

"Well, how is the battle?" Baili Mochen asked calmly.

"Not yet, the person on the other side was just shouting at the bottom. We didn't respond, just waited for the master to give the order."

"Just calling?" Baili Mochen said strangely.

"Yes, it's just a call." Xuan nodded and answered truthfully.

"How many people have come to the other party?" Baili Mochen asked over as he strode up the stairs.

"Almost the entire army was dispatched!" Xuan Yi reported again.

Upon hearing this, Baili Mochen had a perfect plan in his mind. He didn't ask any more questions and went straight to the city tower.

Looking at the dark people down the city tower, Baili Mochen knew that the other party wanted to fight quickly because they didn't consume so much food.

Thinking of this, Baili Mochen smiled. All 300,000 people were dispatched, and he was not afraid of being thrown into pieces. This Prince Muhan is really interesting.

Since he understands the other party’s thoughts, how could he easily satisfy them?

"Transfer the order, 50,000 elite soldiers will go to fight, stop when they hit it, and there is no need to fight." Baili Mochen's mouth curled a smile and said to the soldiers beside him.

"Yes! The prince, ordered 50,000 elite soldiers to leave the station." After the order, the soldiers sang together to the military camp to order 50,000 soldiers and then left the station.

It also conveyed the prince's meaning, let them run after a while, and the simple wheel tactics can also drag them down.

War drums, the soldiers of the two armies shouted and shook the sky.

Even though Baili Mochen sent only 50,000 people, only one-sixth of the opponent's opponent's momentum, this momentum is a formation that is 300,000 people that the opponent's opponent is at all. This is the soldiers under King Yao. Even if the number of people varies so much, he is still not afraid of danger and as stable as Mount Tai.

How could such a tiger army be not the Changsheng Army? It has full confidence in them Baili Mo Chen?

With a heavy drumbeat, and the trombone that followed.

The battle began, and the brave warriors rushed forward desperately, instantly turning the battlefield into a slaughterhouse with flesh and blood.

Baili Mochen stared at the battlefield below, and was worried too much, as if victory was normal.

But today's situation seems a little different. Baili Mochen looked at it coldly, and the 50,000 tiger troops kept rushing forward.

But strangely, the enemy army retreated and gave them a passage, as if they were deliberately seducing them.

Baili Mochen keenly discovered something was wrong, but it was too late to stop it.

The 50,000 army was surrounded in the middle as soon as they fought against the enemy. The place was almost unstoppable, and the 50,000 people were almost unable to hold on.

I don’t know what weapon the other party was using, but it was so sharp that it could cut through the armor and make people die.

There are also those strange weapons, which do not look like ordinary weapons, but they are too far apart. Even if Baili Mochen's eyes are good enough, they cannot see them completely.

He only knew that 50,000 elite soldiers fell down one by one like harvesting wheat.

Xuan Yi next to him naturally saw this situation and immediately said anxiously: "Prince, what kind of weapon is this? Why is it so powerful?"

"Yes, their weapons are too powerful. I'm afraid these 50,000 troops will not last long. Prince, let's send troops to support us quickly!"

Lan Yi on the other side said anxiously.

"..." Baili Mochen didn't say anything, but his breathing became a little deeper. Obviously, his mood was the same as theirs.

"Previously shoot 10,000 people to pick up the city, quickly retreat to the city, put on a battle free sign, and quit the battle!" Baili Mochen said, then turned around and came down from the city tower.

"Yes, I'll go now!" Lan Yi got the order and ran away.

If you don’t hurry up, I’m afraid these 50,000 people will not be protected!

Even though Lan Yi was fast, there were still very few people who rescued him.

Only 5,000 elite soldiers were left, and the people sent out to rescue were also lost to two thousand.

There are still a large number of wounded soldiers brought back, and some of them are probably unable to be saved.

Lan Yi brought back two enemy weapons and placed them in front of Baili Mochen.

"Master, this is a local weapon. I think it is useful, so I bring two of them back!" Lan Yi lowered his head, and the heat was a little depressed.

This was the first time he had suffered a defeat with the prince, and he was defeated so miserably.

The loss rate is so high that it exceeds all history, and the problem lies in these two knives.

Baili Mochen reached out to pick up one of them. Even though it was washed clean, there was still a strong smell of blood on it, which was the blood of his brothers.
Chapter completed!