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Chapter 239 Respected gods, slaves are your dogs

The Jurchen army, who had no idea that he had entered a trap, drove away the cannon fodders and continued to rush towards the densely populated horses in front.

Fifty steps!

The long arms of the catapults were suddenly raised behind the formation of the Changsheng Army.

Thunderbolt bombs with fuses burning smoke, crossed the heads of infantry, and turned into balls of flames under the horrified eyes of the cannon fodders below...

Blasted in the sky.

Exploded in the crowd.

There are also people who directly hit the crowd because the fuse problem did not explode.

The huge explosion shocked the battlefield and the fragile will of the cannon fodders. Then the cannon fodders screamed and turned around, but the Jurchen cavalry drove away behind them kept firing out sharp arrows. The unlucky cannon fodders immediately screamed and fell down, while the other cannon fodders had to continue moving forward in fear. Then the same sharp arrows in the formation of the ever-winning army ahead also flew out. The unlucky cannon fodders tried their best to protect themselves with their shields, begging for the messy faith to bless themselves while continuing to move forward.

The dead bodies kept falling down among them.

Soon they approached the densely populated horses ahead with explosions and death.

In fact, it is the pointed wooden piles buried inclined on the ground, surrounded by mountains and forests. It is not easy to find raw materials. The dense pointed wooden piles stretch in front of the entire formation.

The cannon fodders had to stop and crowd, and they had to clear these obstacles for the cavalry.

However……

The ever-winning armies on the opposite side have turned into fire-breathing monsters again...

"It's a pity that there is no Franchise!"

In front of the city gate of Suzhou Pass, Wang Yue looked at the battlefield in the distance and sighed.

The cannon fodders have collapsed.

The three-eyed gun has obvious effect on this target that lacks heavy armor protection. Moreover, because of the horse's blockage, the cannon fodder is as dense as possible. It can be said that most bullets can hit it. The strange flames in the middle of the demons in front of them are covered with iron. The loud noise is like thunder. Invisible things are harvesting the lives of their companions, and they will be the next one to be harvested if they are left in place.

It would be strange if you don’t collapse in this situation!

Such a comprehensive collapse also exceeded the ability of the Jurchen cavalry to suppress it.

The defeated soldiers would submerge them or even knock them over and trample them under their feet, and would attack them if they were too anxious. Faced with this situation, the Jurchen cavalry had to retreat.

However, Franz aircraft is indeed more effective than three-eyed guns on this battlefield. Moreover, with Wang Yue's current conditions, it is easy to cast Franz aircraft. The only problem is that he does not know whether he can withstand the bombardment of a Franz aircraft. So before he truly completes the control of this empire and makes sure that he does not need to go to the battlefield in person, the safest thing is the safest thing. Wang Yue cannot guarantee that no one in his subordinates will be bribed, and he will shoot himself behind his back.

It doesn’t matter if the three-eyed gun is!

Even if this thing hits his chest and fires, it will not be able to penetrate the plate armor on his body.

"Do you know what a Franchise is?"

Wang Yue asked the people beside him.

The latter looked at him tremblingly, and it was obvious that the smell of excrement was emitting.

Around them were dozens of dead bodies that were cut in half, most of whom were not even dead, but they were just screaming and crawling, dragging out shocking blood, like slugs dragging mucus.

"Are you from Bohai?"

Wang Yue asked in Bohai dialect.

The man knelt down instantly...

"Big, sir, and sir, Yang Chun, please forgive me!"

He kowtowed desperately and shouted in Bohai dialect.

He was a small local official in Suzhou and brought food to him with his subordinates, but he didn't expect to meet this demon when he closed the door. The real demon. Yang Chun, who believed in Buddha, thought that this was a demon, and then the demon was cut off all his subordinates in a blink of an eye.

As for him now...

What else can you do when facing a demon? Of course, you beg the demon to forgive yourself. Could it be that you will kill the demons and eliminate the demons?

Stop teasing.

Although he believed in the Buddha, he also knew that the wisest choice when encountering a demon was to surrender. If it was not enough, then he would be a minion for the demon, but this did not affect his belief in the Buddha.

"I also have many Bohai people under my command, and even officers, so you don't need to be afraid. I have no malice towards Bohai people. I came here to liberate you from the tyranny of the Jurchens. Many of your compatriots are fighting for this under my command. I forgot to introduce myself, I am the one who killed Aguda. I just don't like the Jurchens, but for the Khitan or Bohai, as long as I am willing to surrender to me, I will treat them equally. Are you willing to surrender to me?"

Wang Yue said sincerely.

"Wish, I'm willing!"

Yang Chun said tremblingly.

Can he say he doesn't want to?

Well, the slugs on the ground will give the answer to this question.

At this moment, a team of Jurchen cavalry in front came to this side.

After the failure of the first round of attack, the Jurchen army was reorganizing the defeated soldiers. The infantry on the opposite side would definitely not leave the defense line to pursue. Speaking of which, the Jurchen cavalry hoped that they would come out to pursue, but unfortunately they were still waiting for them behind the horse-rejecting horses. So what they needed next was to study new tactics and prepare for the next round of attack. This battle would continue. It was no big deal, because the longer it lasted, the more beneficial it would be to them. The supplies for this cross-sea expedition could not be compared with them.

And these are what I went back to Suzhou to urge for supplies.

The battlefield is only ten miles apart from Suzhou, so you don’t need to carry supplies on purpose. In fact, it’s time to cook and deliver it here in Suzhou.

This is what Yang Chun does.

"Then you can watch here how I kill the enemy."

Wang Yue said with satisfaction.

Then he carried the Mo Dao and walked forward.

Yang Chun, behind him, became soft in an instant, like an inflatable doll that was breathing, and she collapsed on the ground and leaned against the city wall. She wiped her head and let out a long breath, and raised her foot and kicked a half-crawling person to the side. Then he suddenly remembered something, turned his head as quickly as possible, and the next moment he shivered like malaria.

The demon was ramming into the middle of the Jurchen cavalry with a blood mist.

Then all he could see was the ejected blood, the flying broken limbs, and the falling head, just as if the brave Jurchen cavalry were a group of porcelain, while the demon was a hammer that hit him.

He stared at the violent killing in a daze, and watched the demon cut at least thirty Jurchen cavalry into a pile of bloody and broken limbs and broken arms in a blink of an eye. He watched the demon walk to him with a human head, covered in blood, and threw the human head directly into his arms...

"Can you help me tell the people of Suzhou and tell them that they will all surrender to me?"

The demon still said so sincerely when he lowered his head.

Yang Chun woke up instantly...

"Don't worry, sir, let me leave this matter to the younger one!"

He knelt down again without hesitation and said while kowtowing.

"Hold it, this is a reward for you!"

The demon said.

Then the demon's hand stretched out and spread it in front of him, and a gem inside shone in the sunlight...

"Dear God, I will be your dog from now on!"

Yang Chun's eyes lit up in an instant, and he said excitedly at the gem.

"Go!"

demon……

No, it should be said by the respected god.

Yang Chun got up as fast as possible and ran towards Suzhou City in the distance...

"All of them are smart people!"

Wang Yue sighed at the guy's back.

Of course, he really relied on five thousand people to attack Huanglong without any preparation. What Wang Dashuai is best at is snowballing. The landing of five thousand people is just the beginning. What is needed next is to mobilize all races on the Liaodong Peninsula to follow them in various ways. These people are not sincerely surrendering to the Jurchens, but they can't beat them. As long as he takes them with them, let them see the hope of defeating the Jurchens. Seeing the benefits of defeating the Jurchens, they will follow him without hesitation and continue sweeping forward.

Then a bloody storm was set off on this land again.

These are not good things. Even if they are all dead, they are not bad for Wang Yue.

After hundreds of years of war and the purge of one force after another, there were actually not many Han people on this land originally developed by the Han people. The most common people on the entire Liaodong Peninsula were Bohai people. If you want to restore the reproduction and reproduction on this land like the Ming Dynasty, you must first reduce the population of Bohai here. But killing yourself is not possible. After all, Wang Yue also has a large number of Bohai people, and you need to take care of the feelings of these subordinates who are most loyal to him.

But they can take them to fight against the Jurchens.

After the Jurchens conquered this land, they brought more cruel exploitation. After all, the population of Liaodong was sharply reduced at this time. If they wanted to collect taxes, they could only exploit the remaining exploitation. The Bohai people at the bottom were not those nobles, and they could enjoy the dividends of expanding with the Jurchens. On the contrary, they had to bear more cruel exploitation than in the past.

Marshal Wang is here to liberate them.

This will not only not make the Bohai people under his command dissatisfaction, but will instead make them grateful to the general for not discriminating against them.

Like other nations, the Grand Marshal led the people of Bohai to resist the brutal rule of the Jurchens, so that the people of Bohai could restore their good days in the past.

That's all!

This is the dirty politician!

Then Wang Yue turned around and watched more Jurchen cavalry running towards him in the distance.

The killing just now can be seen in the south. The Jurchens there already knew that something happened here. They were coming back to recapture the door. Wang Yue simply stacked up a few dead bodies, and then sat upright in front of the door with a Mo Dao. Above him, Ruan Xiaoqi and a large number of sailors had begun to occupy the city wall. These sailors were not weak in combat, and even had a large number of three-eyed guns.

"Master, the last general, please lead the army to fight!"

Ruan Xiaoqi shouted on Guancheng above his head.

"No, you can guard the city walls and watch me kill the enemy!"

Wang Yue said proudly.

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, ran a few steps and jumped up, and his sword in his hand rushed down in the air towards the Jurchen cavalry...
Chapter completed!
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