The weapon tycoon who traveled to Daqin

The crescent moon hung quietly in the sky. Thin clouds and mist made the crescent moon sometimes appear and sometimes hide. Naofumi raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Why, I'm a little nervous." Meng Tian asked, looking at Shang Wen who raised his head.

"Well, this is war after all." Naofumi turned around and said.

"It's nothing. This is the first time. It will be fine in the future. Relax. Relax." Meng Tian comforted.

Naofumi took a deep breath and relaxed his nerves.

"Are you all ready?" Naofumi asked.

"Not yet. I've also checked that the arrangements for the troops have not been completed. Wait and see." Meng Tian said without any expression.

Looking at the expressionless Meng Tian, ​​Shang Wen felt that this moment was the battlefield. The surroundings were very quiet. Shang Wen looked at the 10,000 troops around him, and there was no sound. It was quiet. It was too quiet. It was quiet, and Shang Wen could hear it.

My own heartbeat was beating, but there were ten thousand people around me, but I couldn't even feel the breath of anyone. It was too depressing.

At this time, a black shadow quickly approached Meng Tian. He said something in a whisper, and then left.

"Everything is ready. We can start." Meng Tian said calmly. At this moment, Meng Tian rarely showed a smile. Under the influence of this smile, Naofumi also felt a little more relaxed.

It was only after the war that the soldiers felt the relief they deserved. Meng Tian waved his hand, and a rocket soared into the sky. The weak firelight illuminated the earth.

Then, the rear of the army began to roar like wild animals. It was like a tiger descending from the mountain, which made people feel terrified.

"Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh." The rockets pierced the calm night sky, roaring and flying towards the Huns' camp. The harsh sound in the air made the Qin soldiers' blood boil. It was like war drums urging the charge. Shangwen looked back.

.The sky is filled with the tail flames of rockets, illuminating the calm faces of the Qin army soldiers.

"Boom, boom, boom." The rockets began to explode. Naofumi turned around and picked up the binoculars to observe the situation. Meng Tian did the same. The good viewing angle of the binoculars allowed his eyes to see more places.

The Huns' camp was already a sea of ​​fire. It was Naofumi's only remaining incendiary rocket. The amount of catkins was very small. The amount used to make rockets was simply not enough. There were less than two hundred. But it covered this large area of ​​the camp.

It should be enough.

The napalm wrapped in oil paper was sealed, and the gunpowder bag wrapped in oil paper was passed through the center. Naofumi felt that he admired his own innovation ability. The rocket exploded, which was the explosion of the gunpowder in the center. Then there was a ball of fiery red flames. It was so red that it was scary.

. As red as blood. Then a group of black smoke rose into the sky. Look at those Huns again. Several nearby ones have turned into living people. The appearance of the people's clothing can no longer be seen clearly. All they can see are images of

The man, who looked like black coal, struggled back and forth. Soon he stopped and was burned alive. There were several spots nearby on his clothes. The Huns rolled back and forth. But the fire could not be extinguished. Instead, the people who came to save him were set on fire.

At first sight, the rest of the people fled away. The horses were also on fire. The frightened horses began to run around the camp. The fire on their bodies ignited the nearby tents. The Huns wanted to shoot the horses.

People are mercilessly ignited by horses and become burning people. They turn into cokes.

The rockets are still being launched. This shouldn't take long. They will be launched in about fifteen minutes. Naofumi estimated that these fifteen minutes are the devil's time. The roaring rockets are ruthlessly harvesting the Huns.

Life has no human flavor at all.

More than 6,000 rockets covered the Xiongnu camp with a radius of about 100 miles. The grenade rockets with built-in pottery, iron, and bronze pieces covered the burning Xiongnu camp. The flying iron fragments were like festive fireworks.

Generally speaking, but these fireworks are not beautiful at all. This is for the Huns. These petals splashed ruthlessly and shot into their bodies. Some directly killed people, while others got into the bodies and the fire ignited.

At that time, the Huns began to gather around, and those who stood were more likely to be attacked. Soon all the Huns began to lie on the ground, howling and wailing. They cursed in pain and murmured words, probably to greet a certain ancestor. Naofumi saw

Seeing these tragic situations, the blood in my veins felt like it was rushing to my head. It was so cruel.

Naofumi felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He put down the telescope and covered his uncomfortable stomach. He felt the desire to vomit. The ground was shaking. This was not caused by rockets. This was the movement of horses coming over. Is there anyone alive? This is really true.

It was a miracle. Shangwen resisted and picked up the telescope to look at it.

I saw a scattered group of people from the Xiongnu camp gathered together and began to attack here. Soon the charging team was not far from the small dirt bag on Shangwen's side. Suddenly, the horses in front began to roll. The horses roared.

"It hurts. Hehe. That's barbed wire. Unless you fly over it. Then it starts to explode behind you. Some smoking grenades fly up and explode in the air. A large number of them are killed. The Huns on the horses fall to the ground one after another. The Huns begin to

They were rolling on the ground. They were injured, but their horses were trampling everywhere, mercilessly trampling the Huns on the ground into pulp.

"Fire." An officer who looked like a colonel began to direct the firing of deflection rockets.

Small rockets dragging flames drew graceful curves and shot towards the surviving charge team.

"Poor. How pitiful." Naofumi began to feel some pity for the Huns. The rockets that flew in directly blew the Huns on horseback into pieces. All kinds of limbs and pieces of meat were scattered everywhere. Naofumi

I couldn't stand it anymore. I started vomiting. It was so disgusting to witness all this with my own eyes. I probably won't be able to eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It was too bloody.

Meng Tian saw Shang Wen vomiting. He took a backup shot and looked at this scene with a smile. Meng Tian was also happy because the Huns camp that had been bombarded began to become deserted. This meant that most of the people had been killed.

The only sounds from those wounded were those who were still breathing. The remaining task was to send in a team to start harvesting the heads.

In fact, the Qin army also began to do this. The charging and fighting teams rushed in. The Huns had little resistance. Most of them were already lying on the ground, or some were seriously injured. The lightly injured tried to resist, and soon they were

Heads flew up one after another. The sharp saber quickly slashed across the necks of the surviving Huns. The huge heads flew to the side. Because of the general's order, many Qin soldiers felt sorry. This was a battle achievement. They could only cut these.

Only the Huns can come back to pick up these heads.