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The burly man said again: "Boss, didn't you say that our target is the 'Maha' general? The rest, what the fuck does

!" Saki glared at the burly man, "Palu, you know a fart, Lao Tzu should let you guard the island, if Bos is here, how can Lao Tzu worry so much!" Palu

was unconvinced: "I don't want to be a Rausch officer, at that time you said that you were afraid that I would make a mistake, so you let Bose go."

Palu was complaining when a fierce man dressed as a soldier galloped up to Saki and whispered a few words, and Saki's face changed and he ordered Palu a few words.

After being busy, he rushed out of the camp with dozens of riders and galloped north.

In a wooded area directly west of the camp, Jessica, Harvey, and Charlie were closely watching the movements of the 'secret forces'.

"Why did those people change into civilian clothes? and in the opposite direction, did they run away?" asked Jessica, a little strangely, to Harvey.

Harvey was also puzzled: "It stands to reason that it won't, the king's army is about to win a big victory when it sees it, why should you run away as

the leader?" Jessica immediately decided: "No matter, follow first, Yu Nan wants us to watch the leader closely."

Charlie suddenly set off first, and at the same time shouted loudly: "That man is Saki!" On

the battlefield, the situation of the rebels is precarious, the heavy cavalry is firmly besieged by several times the enemy, and the rear road of the whole army is also cut off by the royal army, if nothing else, it will soon be the end of the entire army.

With a look of despair in his eyes, Farafola led all the horses of the Chinese army, ready to fight to the death, and he had just shouted a few slogans when the sound of artillery suddenly sounded on the hill.

With a loud bang, a solid iron ball flew out rapidly from the top of the mountain, swept over the rebel Chinese army, smashed on the ground fifty or sixty meters away, lifted up several clouds of brown soil, jumped a few times, and rolled for a distance before stopping.

The large group of cavalry of the king's army, which surrounded the rear road, saw that less than 100 meters in front of the left, several large pits had been smashed out, and there was a commotion.

Seeing this, the commander shouted orders and asked the troops to stabilize the formation.

In fact, he didn't expect that the rebels would have artillery support, or so far away from the mountain, when attacking the mountain before, because a few artillery pieces were too sharp, the local defense army suffered heavy casualties, and it was slow to succeed, and a lot of ammunition was consumed with human lives, so the artillery fire died down, but he didn't want to start shooting again now.

The commander silently estimated the distance, and said loudly to his subordinates: "Don't worry, this distance can only be fired from the back, and it has long exceeded the normal range, don't you see that this cannon is ridiculously off? On the contrary, it is much closer to the rebels!"

Even if the marksman in the king's army wants to guarantee a hit under such conditions, it is absolutely impossible, unless the gods possess the body, and if the cannon is forcibly fired, the probability of hitting the rebels is indeed higher.

Farafola was still stunned, not understanding the meaning of the right hand opening the cannon in this direction, and the adjutant beside him suddenly shouted: "My lord, look over there, there is a flag."

Farafola looked up and saw that on the top of the mountain, a rebel flag was waving continuously, meaning that there would be reinforcements and let them take the opportunity to break through.

Farafola had seen the right-hand man's artillery skills, and he was indeed very good, but he couldn't believe that he could still achieve accurate strikes at such a long distance, so he immediately asked the standard-bearer to respond, telling the right-hand man to hold his position.

On the top of the mountain, the younger brother's 'right arm' turned his head to his brother's 'left arm' and said: "Left arm, are you lacking heart?

The left arm said to his brother calmly: "Otherwise, can you still lay eggs if you keep it?" As he spoke, he asked the standard-bearer to give Farafola a signal to prepare for the next round of shelling.

The right arm replied angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm asking you to stay at the critical moment and use it again, just now the brothers rushed down the mountain a few times, and all of them were beaten back, if you can use artillery to open the way, the effect will definitely be better."

Zuo Zuo looked at the dense king's army under the mountain, and sighed: "It's useless, there are too many enemies, and a few hundred rounds are almost the same, the royal army is really strong, and the old camp is far from being an opponent."

Rather than annihilating the whole army, it is better to help Farafola. The

right arm knew that what his brother said was the truth, and they had a deep brotherly relationship, although he was still cursing on his lips, his hands were not slow at all, and he began to load the shells, "Left arm, although the cannon just now, although it is a range measurement, but the accuracy is too poor, which damages the reputation of our brothers' accurate strikes." Zuo

Zuo deliberately laughed and scolded: "It's not all your fault, the muzzle of the gun is a little lower, this time listen to me after reporting the coordinates, aim carefully."

"I still need to say that the distance has been calibrated, this time the main thing is the angle, you can see it accurately." When

Farafula saw the flag on the top of the mountain, he couldn't help but be angry, after all, he was also facing a life-and-death crisis, and he might be able to meet in another world soon.

He shook his head helplessly, glanced around the battlefield, trying to find a suitable position to charge, and suddenly froze in place, and Yu Nan's figure appeared in his field of vision, although the distance was very far, but Farafola was very sure.

"Cao, I don't know the height of the sky.

Obviously not within the scope of the battlefield, but took the initiative to approach, is he afraid that he will not die fast enough?" Farafola couldn't help but scold: "What the hell, it's just 40 million bounty, sure enough, the limbs are developed, and the brain is not very bright..."

"General, it would be nice if the rebel leader fled now," the staff officer said to Maha with regret when he saw that Farafola was ready to fight to the death.

Ma Ha shook his head and said: "Hey, you think beautifully, the back road of the rebels has been blocked, even if you want a strong man to break his wrist and abandon his allies, the chance of escaping is very slim, but it will make the battle collapse faster." The

staff officer said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the rebel leader's response several times is also decent, and it seems that the command ability is not bad, but it's a pity that the opponent is you."

Ma Ha said lightly: "On the battle array, there are thousands of changes, and you must not be negligent, but the top of the mountain can still fire cannons, which is really unexpected! Maha

then instructed the heralds: "Go and inform the various departments under the mountain that the formation should not be too dense, so as not to be shelled."

After the herald left, the staff officer laughed, "General, you are too careful, the direction of the shelling, but over there," he said, pointing in the direction of the Farafola Army, "I don't know if my brain is broken, how can I hit it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another rumbling sound at the top of the mountain.