At this time, it was dusk and the sunset had not yet set. They were just against the light. Zhi Xiong could only see the man led by the cavalry, riding a tall and strong dark cloud on the snow, holding a seven foot long knife, emitting a golden light under the reflection of the sun.
Feeling the murderous spirit on this man, Zhi Xiong quickly made a posture of facing the battle, took the long halberd in his hand, and only waited for the cavalry on both sides to make a hard impact.
It's close!
Closer!
Zhi Xiong finally saw the man's appearance, only because the man was slightly sideways, a perfect side, very clear against the sunset, and the man was smiling.
Following this smile came the result that Zhixiong never dreamed of.
Several strange black balls, with a burning lead, were thrown into their team, and then... Boom!
In an instant, people turned upside down and flesh and blood flew!
Zhi Xiong stared at the situation in front of him. What did he encounter?
I once heard that the Witch of wanjian city could make a missile, but last time the witch sneaked into Xiangguo city and didn't see her use it, they thought it was all nonsense. After all, people still said that the witch was a goddess?
Besides, if there were a legend, then God, what else would wanjian city wait for? It would have razed the Central Plains to the ground.
So they don't believe it.
Recently, I made friends with Bingzhou. The soldiers and horses of Bingzhou didn't use this kind of thing. Instead, they used a large catapult to hit them with stones. They hit them fiercely, which is still far from the legendary missile.
Of course, Zhi Xiong didn't know that wanjiancheng sold Bingzhou Tianlei bomb, but the price is very expensive. When Bingzhou can use a catapult, they don't need Tianlei bomb. Tianlei bomb is their magic weapon in the final decisive battle.
Guo heilue's insider in the Binzhou army has also been caught, so Shi Zhao didn't get this information at all.
Therefore, Zhi Xiong was completely stunned when he saw the thunder bomb for the first time.
"General, be careful!"
One of Zhixiong's soldiers watched a black ball burning and cheering towards their general. As a result, their general was still staring at the broken bodies around him in a daze and rushed to him.
Thanks to this attack, otherwise the thunder bomb would directly hit Zhixiong's face that day!
None of their horses had seen this thing. They were frightened and fled everywhere for a time. Only a few good horses who had experienced many battles could hold on a little and began to rush to the terrible cavalry under the leadership of other generals.
Yumingchuan coldly looked at the embarrassed Zhixiong, gently kicked the big black horse belly and began to approach him.
The war in Luoyang is fierce at this time, but Luoyang will be defeated soon.
The strategy of dieyunmo is to kill Luoyang while trying to preserve their strength, so they are not so cruel, which also makes the Luoyang garrison misjudge the Liangzhou army and take it lightly.
When their defense against Liangzhou is not so strong, Zhang Jun will give them a fatal blow.
Seeing that the Liangzhou army in Luoyang was not in crisis for the time being, yumingchuan took the people of wanjian city from the weakest front line of Luoyang and rushed to the Taihang Mountain in the lower reaches of the Yellow River.
His goal, also the goal of the five thousand elite riders of wanjian City, is to meet Lu Qing all the way to Taihang Mountain.
This is also the news that they have just arrived at the lower reaches of the Yellow River and received from Cui Jing. Lu Qing has taken 200 elites to Wangwu mountain to find fotucheng.
Wangwu mountain is just north of Luoyang. At this time, there are too many troops stationed around, and it is difficult to go around from Guanzhong directly. They must go to the rear, along Ji county from Taihang mountain to Wangwu mountain to reach their destination.
Yumingchuan is very worried. After all, no one of them has understood the details of the Buddha's picture for so long. It is said that there are a large group of experts around the old monk. They are usually hidden, and even shile has not participated in many wars.
No one knows what their strength is.
The people Lu Qing brought with him were naturally experts, but Yu Mingchuan was still worried. In addition, after he recovered part of his memory, his longing for Lu Qing had tortured him. He wanted to fly over with two wings and couldn't wait any longer.
After arranging the affairs of Chang'an, yumingchuan confirmed that Liuying and ye Qiu were safe, and left Chen an and a group of experts to take care of them at any time. Yumingchuan left at ease.
After arriving at the lower reaches of the Yellow River, he wanted to run directly to Wangwu mountain, but the scouts said that tens of thousands of Jie people were expelling the people along the Yellow River to Xiangguo. Yumingchuan thought for a while and felt that he could fight, so he brought people directly to meet him.
His body has almost recovered, except that his strength is not as big as before, but his skill is still strong.
Fang Jiming and Zhu Fei were still trying to protect him at any time and followed him closely.
In this regard, yumingchuan has no way. If Lu Qing confesses, they strictly abide by it.
Seeing that the handsome general opposite came over, Zhi Xiong quickly endured the pain in his back, pulled up the horse that fell to the ground and climbed up again.
Unfortunately, one leg of the horse was blown lame. At this time, there were bursts of wails and some resisted Zhixiong's riding.
"Who is it?"
Zhixiong holds the halberd and faces yumingchuan.
"You are a hero." Yu Mingchuan said faintly, and the long knife in his hand was also carried up.
"Why do you recognize me?"
"Because you are famous, you are one of the 18 generals."
Yumingchuan's face was still smiling, and his mouth said words of praise, but his narrowed eyes showed complete contempt.
Zhi Xiong slightly turned his head and looked around. The cavalry on the opposite side was in order, but his side was still scattered. He had not recovered order from the explosion just now, otherwise the enemy generals would soon come to him, and few people would protect him.
"Now that you know who I am, don't tell me my name!"
"Guess?"
Yumingchuan's horse is closer. Zhixiong can't help but want to retreat. The murderous spirit on this man is very heavy, but it's not as harmless as Zhang Junmei's face.
"Are you yumingchuan?" this is the only person Zhixiong can think of. Although he hasn't seen it, many people say that yumingchuan is a rare beautiful man in the world, tall and handsome.
Although the man was riding on a horse, his legs were obviously much longer than ordinary people. He must be tall and fit the rumored man anyway.
"Well, that's right, so today is your death date."
Yumingchuan made an understatement and made a gesture behind him. This time it was no longer bombing. Several glass bottles glittering in the sunset were smashed out, and one end was still burning with flame.