The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1200 Lifting the Skull and Swinging the Sword to Slay Ghost Whispers (27) Western Front
The gun tester interrupted her words, pursed his lips, stared, and asked in a deep voice: "The boss is thinking about how to save these untouchables in your eyes, but you, you, are thinking about how to kill them all. Or us!"

Mother Rong couldn't hear this, and she was anxious: "On the battlefield, how can there be so much kindness, let's go..."

While speaking, he pushed the gun tester away, imitating his appearance, and put his hands on the thick tail of the gun barrel, conducting vitality.

The runes on the gun body lit up, and it was about to fire, but then it went out again, without any movement.

Mama Rong didn't believe in evil, she circulated her vitality again, the body of the cannon lighted up, then went out again, and repeated this many times without any effect.

The gun tester next to him, stepping on the small mechanism of the fort under his feet, secretly circulated his vitality, humming and sneering.

There was no response after firing the cannon a few times, so Mother Rong became even more anxious, she turned around and grabbed the tester, and said in a deep voice, "I order you to fire the cannon!"

The gun tester said calmly: "You have no right to order me. The prestige of the Jiuqing Mansion cannot be played against me! Or, you kill me? Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the guts."

"you……"

This is the third reason for the front to advance slowly, to save the controlled puppets...

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In the meantime, the wealthy and nobles on the eastern front must also be more thoughtful.

Wang Chunlin, the "assistant king" who had just recovered from his injury, was really shocked after seeing the power of the cannon, and called Wang Sixian over with lingering fear.

"Sixian, with the current situation, the Blood Marquis will definitely be defeated! You are familiar with the chivalrous suzerain, after the battle, you can ask him if he can sell the cannon to the manor?"

"Uh……"

Wang Sixian was at a loss, and after a while, he reacted and said quickly:

"Such sharp weapons are rare, and they should be very difficult to manufacture. Haoran may not sell them... Wang Jia, Sixian will do his best, maybe he sees it as an ally... Maybe he should be able to right..."

Wang Sixian didn't have enough confidence in what he said. It would be strange if someone would sell such a powerful thing... But at this moment, he could only agree like this, and his scalp was a little stiff.

Wang Chunlin laughed and said, "If you settle this matter, I will not pursue the matter between you and Ruan Jinglian."

Wang Sixian's scalp was numb, he glanced at Fu Wang with palpitations, and quickly lowered his head, covered in cold sweat.

"What is Wang Jia talking about, Aunt Ruan... my nephew doesn't quite understand."

"Hehehe, you can have it as a concubine, you can have it together, this king doesn't care, but if you want to be idle, you have to work hard, so that this king can love you well."

"Gulu (saliva), nephew...nephew...nephew, you should be honest with your uncle. Thank you uncle for your guidance."

"That's all right, my good nephew, take a good look at the situation of the battle and broaden your horizons. The situation in Zhongdu is no small matter."

"Yes……"

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In contrast, after seeing the power of the cannon, Qian Weining's face turned gloomy.

"This should be an important weapon in the world. It shouldn't appear in the world. Such a cannon, if it is released in the wild...it's terrible. What's even more terrifying is...it's...public opinion, the public opinion atmosphere in Zhongdu!"

He muttered to himself like this, his face was pale, and after taking a deep breath, he said: "This matter needs to be reported to the government, and I will demonstrate this in more detail..."

When Fang said this, he suddenly felt discouraged. There are many factions in the family of ten thousand years, and there are many factions in the Shizifu. Even if he stands out again, he will be suppressed in various ways.

So what if I report this?won't be taken seriously.

Sighing, Qian Weining said weakly: "Report it, so that the government can make preparations..."

"promise……"

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On the battlefield on the eastern front of Xuanwu Road.

Zhao Xuanran came to Bai Zhu's side carelessly, and asked, "Well, is there anything else to do here at the General's Mansion?"

Baizhu said in a deep voice: "No need, just stabilize the situation."

Zhao Xuanran asked again: "That husband... what has he been up to lately?"

Baizhu replied: "I'm busy with a lot of things, and I can't watch... Huh? Are you itchy again?"

Zhao Xuanran waved his hands again and again: "No... no, then if you want to hit, it should be lighter..."

The following words were inaudible, and Zhao Xuanran's cheeks turned red, both fearful and expectant.

Nanny Zhong next to her couldn't help covering her eyes...

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On the battlefield, Dongfangli played the folding fan in his hand, looking chic and elegant.

After beheading a few people, he turned his head to look at the "frenzied" disciple not far away.

As soon as the fan was spread out, the boxing intent contained in the fan exploded, and several masters of the seventh and eighth rank around them lost their lives, leaving a blank area.

Dongfang Li looked at all this indifferently, and suddenly smiled and said, "Disciple, do you know how ridiculous the situation in the Central Capital is?"

Li Ding'an was on fire, flapping his black iron wings and came over: "I was going to ask the teacher."

Dongfang Li laughed loudly, pointing the folding fan in his hand to the battlefield on the Eastern Front one by one: "A fool from the Jiuqing Mansion, an idiot from the Scholars' Mansion, a nymphomaniac from the General's Mansion, and a layman from the Wang Mansion."

The paper fan was lightly tapped out, separated into different positions, and finally landed on himself, and the tip of the fan touched his chest: "A fool from the Sikou Mansion."

While talking, the tip of the fan pointed to somewhere in Xuanwu Dao, Dongfangli laughed and said, "There is also the strength of the Nangong Mansion, the might of the chivalrous suzerain, and the plot of the blood lord... But in the final analysis, the chaos in the Central Capital , is nothing more than a 'chessboard' for big shots."

"And you and I are both pawns, even your uncle and Blood Marquis... well, they are all pawns..."

Li Ding'an didn't know why and wanted to ask for advice, but Dongfangli didn't want to talk anymore.

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Compared with the victories achieved on the Eastern Front, the Western Front has completely entered a stalemate.

Gein's side is where Li Hehai's main force is located. In the first counterattack, Meng Wanqing led the special service army into one third of the White Tiger Road, and was intercepted by the blood-clothed army.

The aerial fortress was unable to take off for a long time, and the cannons could not form an effective ground strike. In addition, there were a steady stream of puppets joining in, which put the secret service army in a very difficult situation.

At one point, the Blood Marquis was forced to push back the battle line, and some of the Dark Guard Shuguang Army dispatched by Jiang Wan joined in, as well as a steady stream of martyrs who left and came again, which stopped the decline.

After a night of indiscriminate bombardment did not have much effect, Meng Wanqing discussed with Jiang Wan and decided to build the aerial fortress first at the headquarters based on Linbei Avenue.

Then the Nightwing Dark Cloud Beast was called in, and the fortress was consigned there, and then used to form an effective attack.

This is also a helpless thing, because the fortress of the vitality cannon itself is very heavy, and it is very troublesome to assemble. Although the air fortress carrying the fort occupies the word "air", it is much heavier than the vitality cannon itself. Too much.

(End of this chapter)