Zhao Wen could already see the ferocious smiles on the faces of the Tatar cavalry.

Zhao Wen pulled the 40-meter fire out of the fallen leaves nearby, loaded the warhead, took aim, and fired at the Tatar cavalry.

"Whoosh"

A rocket dragged a long tail flame towards the center of the more than fifty Tatar cavalry.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion, a huge fire, and a mushroom cloud that should not have appeared in this era appeared in the center of the fifty Tatar cavalry.

In an instant, the shock wave swept through the cavalrymen, carrying shrapnel like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. In an instant, five or six cavalrymen were torn into pieces, and seven or eight soldiers fell off their horses.

The war horses were frightened by the loud sound and bright fire. They stood up instantly and threw seven or eight Tatars off their horses.

Zhao Wen looked at the Tatars coldly and shouted angrily: "Beat me hard!"

Zhao Daniu and Wang Qi heard Zhao Wen's roar and pressed their fingers hard on the 56 and a half trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang."

In an instant, gunfire erupted, and the 7.62-caliber bullets fired from the muzzle of the 56-and-a-half gun flew toward the Tatars with the invitation from Lord Yama.

Flowers of blood appeared one after another on the Tatars' bodies.

At this moment, these Tatars saw the call of Changshengtian to them.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Monk's face changed drastically as he looked at the falling Tatar soldiers. He had never seen such a situation before. Even the Ming army at its peak could not have such power.

Even Qi Jiguang's Crouching Tiger Cannon cannot burst out such powerful energy in an instant.

Zhao Wen took out the big black star from his waist and held it tightly with both hands. He fired a shot that day, and then said with a wild smile: "You're so afraid, I am a god, and today I will let you see the power of the god.

.Daniu, Wang Qi, follow me and charge."

Zhao Wen held the big black star in both hands, as if he had forgotten the humiliation of lying on the ground and his body was constantly shaking, and rushed downwards quickly.

Zhao Daniu and Wang Qi jumped up from the ground, and the fallen leaves were floating in the woods.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Wen fired several shots at a Tatar who had broken his leg about fifty steps ahead, but unfortunately missed.

But this did not affect Zhao Wen's momentum. When the lame Tatar saw that there were only three people in Zhao Wen, he drew out the scimitar from his waist and staggered towards Zhao Wen.

"Bang!"

Wang Qi aimed at the man's head and pulled the trigger. A bullet from later generations hit the man's forehead directly, like an exploding watermelon. The man's head exploded instantly, and his brains spewed all over the floor.

"Let you try this!" Zhao Daniu took out the Type 67 wooden-handled grenade that he had just stuffed into his waist, bit the ring with his mouth, and threw it directly forward.

"Bang!"

The grenade landed in the center of the remaining panicked Tatars, instantly killing three or four Tatars.

Zhao Daniu looked at all this, and the blood rushed to his forehead with excitement, and his nosebleed instantly.

Zhao Daniu wiped his nose casually with his sleeve and rushed forward.

The big black star in Zhao Wen's hand kept making noises, like firecrackers set off during the New Year.

"Hey, this is cool, this is cool."

Zhao Wen stood among the Tatar corpses and stepped on the Tatar corpses with one foot. He held the big black star in both hands and looked up to the sky and roared.

Monk looked at the scene in front of him in panic. In just a few breaths, more than fifty grassland warriors died in front of him, and their death was still so miserable.

None of those Tatar corpses were complete, either with a big hole in the chest or behind the chest. Or the whole person was blown to pieces by rockets and grenades. The whole ground was in a mess, just like those black men who slaughtered cattle and sheep in later generations.

It looks like a workshop, with internal organs and stumps everywhere.

"Won't the Immortal God bless his descendants?" Munch looked up to the sky and roared, then turned the horse's head and rushed in the direction he came from in panic.

The Tatar cavalry following Monk wished they had eight legs on their horses, and fled in a hurry into the distance.

Zhao Wen looked at the fleeing Tatars with a confused look on his face, and shouted loudly: "Come back, come back and fight me. I don't need 40 fire this time, I only use the big black star."

But the Tatar didn't seem to hear Zhao Wen's words and disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

Wang Qi squinted his eyes and shot Munch in the head.

It's a pity that I didn't hit it, because the distance was too far.

Zhao Wen put two new magazines on the Big Black Star, patted the dust on his body, and then took out the 40 Fire from the woods.

Zhao Daniu sat on a Tatar corpse and said with a smile: "It's cool, it's really cool. If we had these things earlier, then Saarhu might not have been defeated."

"What? Have you participated in Saarhu?" Zhao Wen turned his head and looked at Zhao Daniu.

Zhao Daniu looked at the sunset and sighed: "Oh, no more, no more, this is fate."

Zhao Wen looked at Zhao Daniu who fell into silence and said no more.

After a long time, Zhao Daniu pulled out the 56-half bullet and wiped it with his sleeve. Then he took off the cloth strip on the 56-half and wiped it carefully with his own clothes.

Wang Qi did the same, carefully wiping the 56 and a half in his hands.

Zhao Wen looked at the two of them blankly, not knowing what to clean a gun with. In fact, Zhao Wen didn't understand the significance of a weapon to a soldier.

Everyone reloaded the goods onto the cart, tied them up with ropes, and started on the road again.

The draft horse pulling the cart didn't know whether he was smart or scared. When he saw Zhao Wen and others approaching, he hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed his head against the corner of Zhao Wen's clothes.

Zhao Wen pointed at the head of the draft horse and cursed with a smile: "You beast, you are still a master of current affairs."

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.

The sun on the edge of the Western Mountain stirred the earth a few times before completely losing its trace. The entire earth gradually became dim.

Zhao Wen looked at the sky and found that the moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds. Those eternal stars were completely covered by dark clouds that were like black ink.

The entire sky turned completely dark.

The earth was shrouded in darkness. In this invisible night, the only sounds that could be heard were the breathing of Zhao Wen and others and the breathing of the draft horse.

Zhao Wen looked at the night sky and suddenly said: "Stop first."

Zhao Daniu pulled the horse's reins and stopped. Then he looked at Zhao Wen and said, "Do we want to camp here? But the terrain here is not good. This is a depression. If it rains in the middle of the night, wouldn't we be able to run away?

Can’t run away?”

Wang Qi looked at Zhao Wen and nodded, agreeing with Zhao Daniu's view.

Zhao Wen said: "Who said we should camp here? Look at the pitch black, can you see the road clearly? Wouldn't it be an injustice if we fell into that ditch?"

"Then let's light the torch?"

"What kind of torch should I light? What should I do if all these goods are burned? Just wait for me. I'll be back as soon as I can."

As soon as Zhao Wen finished speaking, his right hand pressed on the black mark on his left arm.

A bright light flashed and Zhao Wen disappeared from the carriage.

"I'm tired, darling, this is really a magical power!" Zhao Daniu looked at the place where Zhao Wen disappeared with a surprised look on his face, his mouth grew louder.

Wang Qi also had a dull expression, looking at the place where Zhao Wen disappeared. For Zhao Wen, since the secret has been discovered by them, they simply won't hide it, which also saves a lot of trouble. At the same time, this approach

It can also deepen Zhao Daniu and others' sense of admiration for him. Only by continuing this way can Zhao Daniu always believe that he is a god and dare not betray himself.

After a while, Zhao Wen reappeared on the carriage. In his hand appeared something about the same size as the Type 67 wooden handle grenade, except that this thing was not like the Type 67 wooden handle grenade, half was made of iron and half was

It's made of wood. The whole thing is made of iron, and it's so black that it reflects black light.
Chapter completed!