surnamed Wang

Chapter 273

After the sound of a cannon, there was a hole in the gate of Zhongdu City.

"Quickly block the city gate."

Wang Bingde ordered in a deep voice, in this situation, we can only try our best to delay the time and wait for the reinforcements to arrive, if we open the city gates to fight, it is tantamount to seeking our own death.

Wang Ganquan under the city had a completely different expression. He licked his lips and said sullenly:

"Wang Bingde, I will greet you well."

After finishing speaking, his face returned to normal, and he shouted towards Yan Hanshan not far away:

"Continue to fry!"

Men are born with no resistance to large-caliber weapons. Yan Hanshan has already fallen in love with this feeling. If Wang Gangquan asks him to stop, it will be a bit disappointing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the cannon was reloaded, Yan Hanshan ignited the fuze, and there was another loud noise.

The conical cannonball hit the city gate of Zhongdufu directly. Because of its speed, people couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the cannon or the sound of the shell hitting the city gate.

There was another hole in the city gate at this time. The soldiers who were busy plugging the hole just now were all affected. Those who were unlucky were killed on the spot, and those who were lucky were blown to their eardrums by the loud noise. howling.

The location of the city gate has become a restricted area, and no one dares to approach it rashly.

Looking at the two huge holes in the city gate, Wang Gingquan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said calmly:

"This time, instead of hitting the city gate, hit the city head."

Yan Hanshan was horrified when he heard the words, looked up, and saw Wang Bingde and others standing on the top of the city.

He glanced at the smile on the corner of Wang Gangquan's mouth, and unconsciously shivered. Today, he got to know this brother-in-law again.

Soon, the pitch-black gun barrel was pointed at the head of the city, and the people on the city wall obviously noticed it too. Zhao Hu stared wide-eyed and stammered:

"My lord, let's go down quickly, these bastards are going to kill us."

The face of Wang Bingde, who has always been refined and elegant, also changed color, and he couldn't help cursing: "This bastard!"

A few people hurriedly ran down the steps towards the city wall, but just halfway through, a shell roared towards the city wall and smashed hard on the top of the city wall.

Countless bricks and stones were splashed, and several people hurriedly protected their heads with their hands to prevent being hit.

Looking at the scene of smoke and dust on the city wall, Wang Gangquan's smile became more ferocious, and he said to himself:
"Are you so calm?"

As soon as the words were finished, a purple shirt came out from the smoke, and the old Taoist Wen Fuding finally appeared.

Wang Gangquan narrowed his eyes and murmured:
"The Immortal Leads Thunder, I haven't seen it before."

Wen Fuding, as the head teacher of the Chuanlu Mansion, although the Chuanlu Mansion no longer exists in name only, but he has cultivated himself for many years, and he still has an extraordinary and refined personality.

With a whisk in his left hand and a talisman between the fingers of his right hand, he stepped out of the wall in one step.

Everyone in the city held their breath and concentrated, not knowing what the old man was going to do.

I saw Wen Fuding stepping out, followed by another step, he was supposed to land and floated in mid-air in an unreasonable way, this stepping into the air really shocked everyone in the city.

Although Wang Gingquan had practiced before, he was still a little surprised when he saw this scene, and asked himself, he couldn't do it by himself.

"This old man does have some ability."

Wang Gangquan touched his chin and sighed.

In the next breath, the old man in purple robes came straight towards the Chao Dynasty army. There was nothing under his feet, but his speed was extremely fast. Before he arrived, the talisman paper in his hand was thrown out first.

The moment the talisman paper was thrown, a large black cloud suddenly gathered around, and there were bursts of thunder in the cloud, as if a black cloud was overwhelming the city.

The old Taoist pointed to the sky and shouted:
"Lei Gong help me!"

After finishing speaking, he slid his finger down vigorously, but saw a white sky thunder with blue light crashing down, the target was Wang Quanquan on the ground.

Wang Gangquan's eyes showed fear, and he quickly looked around, as if he wanted to find a place to hide. Wen Fuding stood in the air, watching this scene like ants stealthily, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but this smile only lasted for a few breaths. was replaced by shock.

The sky thunder that was supposed to blast straight at Wang Gangquan, seemed to be pulled by something, turned a corner in the air, and slashed towards a steel rod inserted into the ground.

At first Wen Fuding thought it was some kind of siege tool, but now seeing Tianlei being lured away without a trace, he realized that it was used to deal with himself.

At this time, the panic on Wang Gingquan's face disappeared, replaced by the same sneer as the purple-robed Taoist priest just now, his eyes jokingly said:
"Yaodao, are you satisfied with my lightning rod?"

Wen Fuding snorted coldly, pulled out another Thunder Talisman, and threw it out, this time targeting the cannon.

There was a sound of "bang", and the thunder and lightning were led away by another steel rod again. Wen Fuding frowned when he saw this, looked around, and found that there were more than a dozen steel rods scattered on the battlefield.

Wang Gangquan turned his head to look at Yan Hanshan, and ordered:

"What are you waiting for? Keep firing!"

Only then did Yan Hanshan come back to his senses, showing excitement, and started the next round of loading.

Ever since he met the old Taoist Lei Fa in the last battle, Yan Hanshan had a psychological shadow. Before leaving this time, he repeatedly mentioned this matter to Wang Quanquan. Although Wang Quanquan said that he had a solution, he was still dubious.

Now seeing that Lei Fa, whom he was afraid of like a tiger, was dealt with by such a few iron rods, Yan Hanshan had to admire the prince's ability from the bottom of his heart.

Taking advantage of the gap between reloading, Wang Gingquan shouted to the gloomy Wen Fuding:

"Wen Daochang, although I don't know what Wang Bingde gave you, but what he can give, I, Wang Bingquan, can also give you.

Rather than being an enemy of the entire imperial court, it is better for you and me to have a good discussion. With the ability of the Taoist leader, even the position of the national teacher can be discussed. "

Seeing no reaction from Wen Fuding, Wang Bingde in the city was the first to sit still, poaching corners in front of his own face, it is really shameless.

However, things were exactly as Wang Bingquan guessed. The condition Wang Bingde gave was that after the event was completed, Wen Fuding would be regarded as the national teacher, and he promised that the Chuanlu Mansion would flourish for 300 years.

At this time, Wang Gangquan not only offered the same conditions, but also didn't need to take any risks, because everyone knew how to choose.

Thinking of this, Wang Bingde couldn't help but get nervous, if Wen Fuding betrayed his promise and agreed, even if the reinforcements arrived, it would be impossible to recover.

Wen Fu Ding in the air hesitated when he heard the words, and then floated down, landed on top of the covetous Wang Dynasty army, and said to Wang Gangquan:

"The Chuanlu Mansion does not worship ghosts and gods, but only believes in heaven and earth. Pindao said that the second prince is in charge of heaven, and what Pindao does is to do justice for heaven, not to covet glory."

"It's a pity to say that."

Wang Gangquan made a gesture of regret when he heard the words, but in fact he was sneering in his heart, this old fox, a cultivator pays attention to transcending the world, if he really does not covet glory and wealth, why bother to enter this muddy water?
Since the position of national teacher can't impress you, it can only show that you have bigger plans.

Thinking of this, Wang Bingquan took a look at Wang Bingde who stood on the top of the city again to watch. Could it be that the other party is really an emperor with dragon aura, just because of that gloomy face?
Could it be...

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Wang Gangquan's mind, as if he had grasped something.

He glanced at Xiao Chunzi, who had been with him for many years, and immediately understood, and suddenly made an attack, throwing an object at Wen Fu Ding, which was more than ten feet away from the ground.

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(End of this chapter)