Plop!

Gregao sat on the ground, his stunned look really made a big drop in appearance.

But no one cares what this guy looks like at this moment.

The entire church members, even Emperor Frederick, knelt down and saluted the young man on the stolen rack.

If the holy fire is lit and does not die, who would such a person be without apostle of God?

"I won't let go of my lord!" Frederick said loudly.

The guards rushed forward and proudly walked past the side of the apologist knight, lifted up their spear, and planned to smash the pile of burning flames.

But the boy smiled calmly and said, "No need to do anything, I'll come down by myself!"

As he said that, he struggled slightly, and immediately broke free from the already burning rope on his body, and walked down the fire step by step. The heat on his body made the people who were approaching him feel a burning feeling at the same time.

But their heads were getting deeper and deeper.

Because, there was no scent of burnt smell inside their noses!

This person was really not burned to the point!

"His Majesty the Pope, it's your turn!" the young man said with a smile.

Gregou shook his head suddenly, "No, no!"

"I'm sorry, the Holy Fire is summoning you, you must go!" the young man said with a smile.

He reached out and grabbed it, and swung it gently, and Grego's fat and rotten body soon fell into the fire.

The flames burned, and the burning smell spread out in a short while. A body that struggled hard and rolled in the fire with a piece of darkness, and finally turned into coke, fell to the ground, turning into a stiff black sculpture.

But no one paid attention to Gregor's death.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the boy, and in his heart, there was only the endless awe that kept emerging...

...

Zhang Chen stretched out his hand, pointed to the towering city wall in front of him, and smiled and said to Butu and others beside him, "Our new weapon should be ready, right? Do you want to give it a try?"

Butu touched his chin. "This city wall is not easy to build!"

"I'm really stingy. Since that's the case, you can give it a try first and let the other party surrender." Zhang Chen said.

Butu shrugged and signaled behind him. After a while, a group of soldiers walked forward, holding their heads and chests high, with a high momentum.

The appearance of these soldiers is different from ordinary Mongolian soldiers, and their military uniforms are quite awkward. The expression is even less fierce and murderous intent of Mongolian warriors. It is obvious that they are soldiers who have just been found from the occupied area.

The combat significance of this group of people is very small, and their role is to persuade them to surrender.

"Don't hide in the city anymore and surrender to the Mongolian army. We promise that everyone will have meat to eat!"

"The Mongol Empire will never treat everyone unfairly. As long as everyone does not resist, the empire will definitely not cause harm to everyone, and will not plunder everyone's property!"

"Please see us with friends on the city wall. These new clothes and food are all given to us by the Empire! Think about it, do you have these now? Will your king give you these things! Don't hesitate, just like us, surrender to the Empire!"

This group of people can be said to be the first batch of outsiders who made profits during the Mongolian army's expedition to the west, so it naturally took ten percent of their efforts to persuade them to surrender.

But the guards in this city are rarely strong.

Whoosh!

A rain of arrows shot out, and soon, blood spurted. The team of more than 20 people persuaded surrender dispersed, and only three or five people were left.

Butu curled his lips and didn't care about the death of these people. He waved his hand vigorously, "Push the cannon, these bastards dare not understand our kindness and destroy them for me!"

...

In the city, the heads of the guard generals had long been thrown on the table.

Standing in front of everyone on his behalf was a man in a ragged body, with a sharp sword in his hand and a sharp gaze.

This man's name is Bar, and he is a slave in the city. He originally raised horses in the city lord's house. After discovering that the city lord and the guard officer wanted to surrender, he killed the two without hesitation, picked up the long sword, and used this heroic spirit to become a new leader.

The voice of persuasion outside the city wall was quite clear, and a faint green light was already shining in the eyes of many people.

They were like hungry wild wolves, eager to swallow the food that was delivered to them, which was likely to be poisonous!

Barr shouted loudly, "Don't believe them. We don't see enough of the nobles and the army's faces! They say it nicely now, but they will never be ruthless to us. Once they surrender, there will be no good end for everyone!"

The soldiers' expressions became a little firmer, but soon they fell into the voice of persuading surrender again.

Barr couldn't help but feel a little upset.

In order to strengthen his control over the army, he excluded many noble soldiers. At this time, most of the soldiers in this army were slaves and untouchables with the same status as him.

This group of people is the best to control, but also the least willless group of people.

But if even these people can't control them, what qualifications does Barr have to raise this sword?

He waved the bloody knight sword in his hand vigorously and said loudly, "Shoot the arrow and shoot those people to death!"

At the same time, he lifted the round head of the guard officer on the table and shouted to a group of people, "Did you forget how this guy forced your wife and children to hand over the first night power? Did you forget how this guy forced you to survive and become a slave with the city lord? Did you forget how this guy used that hypocritical smile to kill your relatives and friends as his military merits!"

"What is the difference between the people outside and this guy? I hope they can make you happy, why not use your own hands to fight for our freedom and rights!" Barr roared. "Hold up the sword in your hands, kill the enemies outside, and work with me, and use our strength to get everything we want!"

With one sword, the chains at the city gate broke down in response to the sound, and fell down rumblingly, paving the way to rushing to the vast army outside.

Barr took a deep breath and "Kill!"

The roar like a tiger filled the soldiers' ears. Almost instantly, their bodies shook suddenly, and the sword tightly held tightly in their hands, with murderous aura in their eyes coldly looking into the distance.

"Follow Bar. Let's kill!"

...

"Hey, are they coming out?" Zhang Chen laughed, "But it seems that he has no intention of surrendering?"

"Hehe. Since that's the case, let them try this cannon." Butu said with a smile, "I really don't plan to destroy the city wall!"

A whistle was blowing, and the soldiers pushing the red cannon quickly rushed forward, skillfully filling the shells, igniting the leads, and then retreating and opening...

boom!

The huge explosion sound, with the pungent smell of gunpowder, shot dozens of black shells, spinning and impacting rapidly, like a meteor, falling heavily into the distance!

boom!

The shell fell to the ground with surprising accuracy and directly hit Barr, who was leading the way. The super speed and strength shattered Barr's body, and countless flesh and blood were burned completely by huge heat energy in an instant.

The impact force was not affected at all at all, and soon rushed to the ground. A powerful shock wave burst out violently. The bodies of dozens of people immediately burst out like pieces of rags, smashing out to the ground, shattering in an incredible way.

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is this!"

"That's a demon, these Mongolians are demons!"

"Bar is dead, we are going to die too. Why do we have to fight? Everyone will die!"

The crying sound spread in a short while, but it was obvious that the demons in their mouths would not be rude to them.

The red-clothed cannon was very happy. Until it almost shattered the land in front of the city and sank a depth of one or two meters, Butu ordered his men to stop.

"Tsk tsk, it's really a good thing. National Master, you should take it out early!" Butu said.

After saying that, he turned around, "This city has not surrendered, please relax, don't go too far!"

The soldiers instantly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, screaming, and rushed towards the city.

A group of bigwigs have been holding them in for a long time for their own interests. How can they be unhappy now if they indulge in it?

But Butu had no indulgence. He stroked the red cannon in front of him with an excited look on his face, as if he was stroking his beloved woman.

"If you really like it, just carry it back to sleep." Zhang Chen rolled his eyes and said.

Butu smiled, "Master, can you make a little change for him? If you can reduce this thing a little and let me carry it with you, wouldn't I become a martial arts master?"

"Can you still want me to give you a gun?" Zhang Chen muttered to himself, "It's no good ending if you're insatiable."

He looked up at the West with a masterful demeanor, "Your current status and personal power are no longer useful in front of you! Instead of thinking about these things, it is better to think about it. When everyone gathers together, how to divide the spoils!"

But Bu Tu deeply agreed, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "No matter how much we divide the spoils, isn't this big end still in your hands?"

The two of them looked into the distance together, as if they could see the smoke spread across the earth and the roar of cannons resounded throughout the sky.

On this day, the red-clothed cannon appeared in the mainland war for the first time in this era.

It was like a god subduing thunder, catching this ignorant world off guard. That terrifying power not only announced that the Mongolian army had officially begun its full-scale western expedition, but also announced something to the whole world.
Chapter completed!