Chapter 42: Moon Black Wind High Murder Night

The crescent crescent is quietly mounted to the sky. The thin clouds make the crescent moon appear and avoid it from time to time. Shang Wen looked up at the moon in the sky. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

"Why, I'm a little nervous." Meng Tian asked as he looked up at Shang Wen.

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

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

Shang Wen took a deep breath. Relax your nerves.

"Are you all ready?" Shang Wen asked.

"Not yet, I have not completed the arrangement of the team. 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 surrounding is very quiet. Shang Wen take a look. There was no sound from the 10,000 army around him. Quietly. It's too quiet. Quiet, Shang Wen could hear his heartbeat. But obviously there are 10,000 people on the side. But he couldn't even sense the breath. Too depressing.

At this time, a black shadow quickly approached Meng Tian. What he was talking about. Then left.

"Everything is ready. You can start." Meng Tian said calmly. At this moment, Meng Tian rarely smiled. Shang Wen was inspired by this smile. I also feel a little more relaxed.

This is the relief that the soldiers should feel after the war came. I saw Meng Tian waved his hand. A rocket soared into the sky. The faint fire light illuminates the earth.

Then, the rear of the army began to roar like a beast. Like a tiger descending a mountain, it makes people feel terrified.

"Huh, huh. Whoosh. Whoosh". The rocket pierced the calm night sky. Roaring and flying towards the Huns' camp. The harsh air noise made the soldiers of the Qin army boil with enthusiasm. As if the drums of war urged the charge. Shang Wen looked back. The sky is the tail flame of the rocket. Light up the calm face of the Qin army general.

"Boom boom. Boom boom." The rocket began to explode, and Shang Wen turned around and picked up the binoculars to observe the situation. Meng Tian is too. The good viewing angle of the binoculars allows the eyes to see more places.

The Huns’ camp is already a sea of ​​flames. That is Shang Wen's only remaining incendiary rocket. The amount of catkins is small. The amount used to make rockets is simply not enough. There are less than two hundred. But covering this large area of ​​camp should be enough.

The napalm wrapped in greased paper, and the center is a gunpowder bag wrapped in greased paper. Shangwen felt admired for his innovative ability. The rocket exploded and it was the center gunpowder explosion. Then there was a fiery flame. Red scary. As red as blood. Then a cloud of black smoke rose into the air. Look at those Huns again. Several nearby have become living people. I can no longer see the appearance of people's clothes. I can only see people like Hei Tan, struggling back and forth. Soon it stopped moving. Burned alive. The Huns rolled back and forth on the clothes at a few spots nearby. But the fire cannot be extinguished. Instead, he ignited the people who came to save people. The rest took a look. All evaded far away. The horses are also burning. The frightened horses started running around the camp. The fire on his body ignited the nearby camp. The Huns who wanted to shoot horses were ignited mercilessly by the horses and became fire men. Become coke.

The rocket is still launching. This time should not be long. The launch will be completed within about fifteen minutes. Shangwen estimated. But these fifteen minutes are the time of the devil. The roaring rockets are reaping the lives of the Huns mercilessly. There is no taste of humanity at all.

More than 6,000 rockets. Covering the Huns camp about a hundred miles in radius. The grenade rockets with built-in pottery, iron, and bronze pieces cover the already burning Huns camp. The scattered iron flakes are like festive fireworks. But this firework is not beautiful at all. This is for the Huns. These petals splash mercilessly. Shot into their bodies. Some killed people directly. Some got into the body. When the fire ignited, the Huns began to gather around, and standing people were more likely to be hit. Soon all the Huns began to lie on the ground and howl. He cursed and murmured in pain, probably in greeting to an ancestor. Shang Wen looked at these miserable conditions. The blood flu in his veins surged to his head. Too cruel.

Shang Wen felt that he couldn't take it anymore. Put down the telescope. Cover your uncomfortable belly. Feel the desire to vomit. The earth was trembling. This is not the rocket. This is the movement of horses coming from here. Is there anyone alive. This is really a miracle. Shang Wenqiang endured. Pick up the binoculars and look.

I saw it from the Huns camp. The scattered people gathered into a team and began to attack here. Soon the assault team was not far from the small bag on Shang Wen's side. suddenly. The horses in front began to roll. The horses roared. "It hurts. Hey. It's a barbed wire fence. Unless you fly over. Then it starts to explode. Some smoking grenades flew up. The volley exploded. A large piece of death. The Huns on the horses fell to the ground. The Huns began to roll on the ground. They were injured. But their horses trampled everywhere. Ruthlessly trampled the Huns on the ground into mud.

"Put." An officer who looked like a school lieutenant began to command the firing of curved rockets.

A series of small rockets dragging the flames drew a beautiful curve and shot towards the group of surviving assault teams.

"Poor. Lovely." Shangwen began to feel pity for the Huns. Rockets coming rushing. Directly blast the Huns on horseback to pieces. Splashing all kinds of limbs and pieces of flesh everywhere. Shang Wen can't stand it anymore. Began to vomit. Witness all this with your own eyes. It's really disgusting. It is estimated that tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I won’t be able to eat. It's too bloody.

Meng Tian saw Shang Wen who was vomiting. Patting the reserve. Looking at this scene with a smile. Meng Tian was also happy. because. The Huns camp, which had been bombarded, began to desert. this means. Most people have been killed by the bombing. Those voices are only the wounded who still have a breath. The remaining task is to send a team to start harvesting the first level.

In fact, Qin Jun also began to do so. The rushing team rushed in. The Huns did not resist much anymore. Most people are already lying on the ground. Or it was seriously injured. The slightly injured tried to resist, and their heads soon splashed up. Sharp saber. Quickly stroked the necks of the surviving Huns. The huge head flew to the side. Because there will be orders. Many soldiers of the Qin Army felt sorry. This is a military exploit. Only after hacking these Huns can they come back to pick up these heads.