Hearing this, Yang Guozhong memorized every word in his heart. If what she said was true, then Chu Feng was facing a calamity, "How can they work together from the inside?" And how do you think we should act wisely? " Yang Guozhong impatiently asked.

"I've been out for a long time, so I'm going back. But the truth is, even Liang Xiang Guo didn't completely believe me, right? So, regarding how to make a plan, it's better to wait until the first minister has verified everything before coming to find me. "

Chu Yunge stood up and walked to the head of the stairs, "If Liang Xiang Guo doesn't know how to verify this, I can give you a way, would the Minister be willing to listen to what I have to say?"

"Go ahead."

"Find a few officials in the imperial court who are not usually in the limelight, enter the palace and hand over the imperial reports, then pretend to enter the Hall of Working and Management by mistake. "But you must remember, once you see something, immediately obey. Even if you are imprisoned, it doesn't matter. Otherwise, your life will be in danger."

After Chu Yunge finished speaking, she slowly walked down the stairs. "I hope the first minister can quickly make his decision. Don't disappoint me, and don't disappoint the emperor either."

Yang Guozhong chased out, "Then how can I contact you?"

"You are Liang Xiang Guo, do you need me to tell you this?" Chu Yunge walked out of the clock tower and with a flash, he entered a hidden alley. When Yang Guozhong chased him out, he had already disappeared without a trace.

Yang Guozhong looked around to make sure that there was no one around before he hurried out of the palace. She was very familiar with the palace, she must have lived here before, how could he not remember this?

At this moment, Yang Guozhong seemed to have no more energy to think about all this as he fled the palace with his head full of information.

Feng Lai, Floating Cloud City.

The stench had already filled the air, and the piles of bones outside the city had disappeared, leaving behind a large circular ground that had corroded to black. Where the piles of corpses had previously washed the blood away, all the crops had withered.

In the early summer of next year, this place would be barren, desolate, and would no longer have any green color. This was the price of war.

Inside Cyan Cloud City, Feng Yi was flipping through the map in his surroundings when Yuan Qing hurriedly walked in, "Pavilion Master, the corpse pile was turned into powder by Xing Kui."

"Smell it." Feng Yi flipped through the scroll covered with the map of Qingyun City.

"But the gas from the decomposing powder is coming out. Several of our brothers have died."

Feng Yi placed the sheepskin scroll down, "Grave it heavily for revenge." Just now, the stench had reached the Greencloud Hall far away in the middle of the city. One could only imagine the situation outside the city gates.

"Pavilion Master, I'm afraid …" If the Worryfree Hall found out about the diffusion effect of the corpse powder and used it on a large scale battlefield, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Before Yuan Qing could finish speaking, Feng Yi had already answered his question, "That won't happen, they actually want to take a few months to create a package of Corpse Dissolving Powder, and if there is no corpse heap, then it will be useless." Mo Chou definitely wouldn't do something like this that would cause many people to lose money, but he wasn't completely confident.

"Yes, our Worryfree Hall has already been withdrawn and we are camping five kilometers away."

Feng Yi laid the map on the table, with his index finger pointing at the map, he was already far away, "It's only five miles, is our newly developed cannon still not tested yet?"

Yuan Qing cupped his fist and bowed, "Yes, but Pavilion Master, is that Fire Cannon not the final trump card?" After all, the artillery was developed by them alone, and it was the one and only powerful weapon in this time.

"Only the weak need trump cards."

"Understood." Yuan Qing retreated. A moment later, the bronze wheels made a noise on the ground. Ten cannons lined up in a row, and each cannon had to be pushed by two people at the same time before it could move.

The barrel of the cannon was as big as a person's calf, and its thick, long barrel emitted a faint, cold air. The barrel of the cannon seemed to contain an endless amount of power, and the six soldiers stood up at the same time, lifting the cannon step by step to the tower.

The cannon muzzles were placed on the lookout points between the city walls, placing round, pitch-black explosives inside.

At the same time, the Worryfree Hall s five kilometers away had also begun to notice the movements in Greencloud City.

Xing Kui was looking at Greencloud City with furrowed brows, a black-robed man appeared behind him, "What are you thinking about?"

Xing Kui instantly turned around and knelt on one knee, "I pay my respects to hall master." Mo Chou had the same robe as the rest of the church. If he didn't say anything, no one would recognize him.

"Get up and answer my question."

"Yes." Xing Kui stood up, and looked towards Qingyun City with half of his body turned, it was still packed with people, but he could not see what they were doing yet, and the people who were sent to look for news also did not make any movements, "This subordinate has a bad premonition." All these years, Worryfree Hall had always been invincible, without any suspense. But this time, it was completely different.

He couldn't seem to figure out his opponent's tactics.

"A bad feeling?" Mo Chou sneered.

The black-robed man in the distance quickly approached and stopped in front of Xing Kui and Mo Chou, "Greetings Hall Master and Reverend."

"What did you find out? Tell me." Xing Kui was already impatient. If not for the army needing him as their leader, he would have already gone to investigate.

"They seem to be carrying something up to the city gate. It seems like there's something round inside every observation point on the city wall. Who knows what it is, it will reflect light under the sun."

Yuan Yuan didn't know what it was, but Mo Chou's eyes squinted dangerously, "That thing just appeared a moment ago?" The things that appeared on the city wall couldn't be useless. The Moon Pavilion had already researched a batch of powerful cannons. If it wasn't round things, would it be cannon muzzles?

"Pass down the order, the entire army is to retreat. "Faster!" This place was about five kilometers away from Greencloud City. He had set up the cannon on the city wall. Did that mean the cannon they were researching could shoot out five kilometers? Thinking of this, even Mo Chou could not help but take a deep breath, "Withdraw."

All the black robed men ran away from their camps, their black robes fluttering in the air. They moved quickly, as if they were African animals migrating. However, by the time they realized this, it was already too late.

The 10 cannons fired at the same time, the deafening sound almost deafened everyone. The black cannons flew through the air at all times, and even though they were running with all their might, they could still see the cannons getting closer and closer!

Mo Chou grabbed Xing Kui's arm, and the two of them flew up, passing through the wasteland, and in a moment they were right in front of everyone.

"Bam!" The first bomb landed on the ground and a huge flame explosion occurred. It created a two-meter-large energy ball on the ground. The energy ball exploded and everyone within a hundred meter radius was flipped onto the ground without being able to move.

Xing Kui and Mo Chou ran the fastest, but at that moment, the bomb had exploded right beside them!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Perhaps it was because the first bomb had gone off too quickly, but the nine bombs followed suit and fell to the ground at almost the same time. Perhaps it was because the first bomb had gone off too fast, but the nine bombs came off at the same time.

Xing Kui felt a scorching heat behind him, his skills were weaker than Mo Chou's. Mo Chou ran in front and pulled Xing Kui's hand to increase his strength, only then was he able to escape the heat wave.

Before the smoke from the first wave could rise, the second wave of cannonballs connected with each other. Xing Kui felt that he could no longer hear anything.

After running for an unknown distance, Xing Kui finally felt like he had escaped from the sea of fire.

Yuan Qing gazed into the distance, the looks of his Worryfree Hall escaping were all reflected in his eyes. Yuan Qing leaned against the cannon, his hand touching the still hot barrel, "Pavilion Master is right, only the weak need a trump card."

Mo Chou and Xing Kui had already ran for two kilometers before they heard the explosion behind them. The two of them turned around and looked at the two kilometres that was covered in dust in front of them.

After a while, more and more people came out from the dust filled air. The cannon was too far away and had not been tested. They could only fire on a large area and not at the back.

He took out a dagger from his waist, and this time he brought out over ten thousand of his brothers from the Worryfree Hall Sect. But looking at the current situation, it was already considered lucky that one or two thousand of his brothers managed to come back alive, as the Chief Reverend of Worryfree Hall, he had no face to continue living.

However, when Xing Kui kneeled down, he knew what Xing Kui was going to do. With one leg on his shoulder, Xing Kui took out the dagger and stabbed it into the ground.

Dust filled the air. Under the black robe, Mo Chou tightly clenched his fist. In the end, he still underestimated him. He had personally come to the battlefield, but he still suffered such heavy losses!

From within the smoke and dust, people began to walk out one after another. Ten minutes later, the smoke and dust that they were carrying fell, and the corpses of the people from Worryfree Hall were all over the ground. Some of them were already completely unrecognizable, and some had their limbs scattered all over the place without even knowing where they were.

Xing Kui sat on the ground and closed his eyes, the pain was heart-wrenching. Yesterday, there were already two to three thousand people who had died in Qingyun City, and before they could even count the number of people, the scene in front of them was already filled with corpses. Those who escaped from the explosion were covered with wounds and wounds. When they first arrived, the elite fighters had already been defeated.

Inside the Greencloud Hall, Feng Yi listened to the sound of the explosion as he sipped on the wine in his cup, as if he was listening to the most beautiful symphony music in time.