"Zhang Kuian!"
The voice was calm, but it was heard by the whole army.
Pingdeng Wang said calmly: "The wall of Pingwang City is built with Shanyin stone, and the ghost king and ghost generals cannot damage it at all."
"Although it is so, it can't stop you. You are reluctant to take action yourself. Is it because of your old injury?"
"A million troops can't break through my Pingwang City. Today, you will lead only 500,000 ghost soldiers. Aren't you going to return in vain again?"
"Why bother?"
"Why bother?"
"It's better to recuperate in the camp obediently. It's really a waste of time."
The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the venue.
The rebel army also began to whisper.
"Does the Marshal have an old injury?"
"No way, I think the Marshal is quite normal."
"Maybe it's a hidden illness from earlier."
"Nonsense, right? We are ghosts, can ghosts have hidden illnesses?"
"You don't understand this, as far as I know, there are many ghost objects in the underworld that can cause indelible trauma to the soul."
"Seeing that the Marshal is so energetic, there shouldn't be any problem."
All these exchanges could not escape Zhang Kuian's ears.
He just smiled faintly: "With the weapons sent by the young marshal, I am not worried, what are you worried about?"
"Yes, the marshal is right."
"With the weapons sent by the young marshal, our army will win!"
"Yes, it's only been three days, and the young marshal has sent us so much military funds and terrifying weapons. Overthrowing the old system of the underworld is just around the corner!"
"Yes, yes, yes, the young marshal will definitely send us a steady stream of weapons and supplies. I really look forward to what the young marshal will send next time."
"I heard the marshal muttering about tanks... fighters... bombers... intercontinental missiles all day today, and I don't know what these things are for."
"What a strange name, but it sounds very grand."
At this moment, all the ghost soldiers of the rebel army saw that their marshal raised the big Guandao in his hand high.
The whole audience was silent.
Zhang Kuian looked at the equal king on the wall and smiled without saying a word, just waved to the small team of ten people behind him.
Ten high-level ghost soldiers of the ghost demon level, each carrying a rocket launcher, walked out of the army quickly.
Behind them, another wave of ghost soldiers carried large official boxes.
Zhang Kuian said in a calm tone: "Don't pay attention to the nonsense of the little calf of Pingdeng King, just use the rocket launcher."
"Everyone, the army is pressing forward!"
Led by ten artillerymen, the army pressed forward and stopped only when it was only two hundred meters away from Pingwang City.
Pingdeng King looked at the rocket launchers on the shoulders of the 10 artillerymen with a head full of question marks, and then asked the ghost generals around him.
"What is this? Have you seen it?"
"My king, I haven't seen it."
"My subordinates haven't seen it either."
"What is this? But the workmanship is exquisite."
"What is this old thing, what is he up to?"
Pingdeng King and his trusted ghost generals behind him were a little confused.
Just see.
The ghost soldiers behind the artillerymen began to load ammunition.
After that, the slogans were in unison: "Reporting to the Marshal, the ammunition is loaded, please give your instructions!"
Zhang Kuian then grinned and laughed: "Hahaha, bomb for me, blow up the city gate, and blow through the city wall."
Then.
Ten gunners pulled the trigger at the same time.
Swish, swish, swish, swish...
One rocket after another went straight to the city gate, the speed was so fast that it was astonishing, and the defenders of Pingwang City were all stunned.
What are these things?
What is this thing that is thicker than a lever?
The next second, the answer was revealed.
I saw that one shell after another hit the city gate and suddenly exploded.
Boom, boom, boom, boom...
A series of roars sounded.
The heavy city gate with carved array formations was blown out of a big hole, the city wall was shaking, and the city gate was crumbling.
Marshal Zhang waved his arm and said, "Men, load up, keep firing for me, and blow the city gate into pieces."
"Blow up the city wall, too, hahahaha... cool, the power of this rocket launcher is even greater than I imagined."
"As expected of my grandson, you are good at burning shells."
The King of Pingdeng on the city wall was about to crack, including the dozens of ghost generals and confidants behind him, all of whom began to feel numb.
What the hell is this thing?
Such a small iron cylinder can actually blow up the city gate?
You know, this city gate has been reinforced by a formation.
It was blown up just like that?
"Report, King, the city gate... The city gate is broken."
"King, the city gate is broken."
King of Pingdeng's face was not calm, and he hurriedly said, "Notify them, except for the garrisons stationed on the city walls, all the garrisons in the city should be dispatched to guard the gate."
If it were a living person, I'm afraid King of Pingdeng would have been sweating profusely.
At this time, an ominous premonition came to his mind.
An idea flashed through his mind.
Run away?
No, no, no, it's far from that.
We can defend, and we can defend.
On the warhorse, Zhang Kuian pointed his big Guandao.
He gave an order in a very arrogant manner: "Bomb for me, the wind is rising and the clouds are flying, the Italian artillery is bombarding his mother."
"Machine gunners, get ready, Gatling guns, fire at the city gate for me, whoever dares to block the way will be beaten into a hornet's nest."
So, outside the Pingwang City.
Boom boom boom boom boom...
Da da da da da da da da da...
The sound of rocket launchers was endless, and under the dense firepower coverage of Gatling guns, all the enemy troops blocking the city gate were bombarded and screamed.
One by one, the ghost soldiers turned into ghost energy all over the sky.
"Fire for me, use up all the shells and bullets." The old man excitedly commanded the whole army, and while commanding, he laughed and said, "Good stuff, really good stuff." Seeing this effect, the old man was more determined to ask Emperor Zhang for tanks and bombers in his dream. The firearms burned down in the human world are also absolutely engineering weapons in the underworld. Firearms against cold weapons are definitely a dimensionality reduction attack. In the end, no one even dared to block the city gate. The city gate, which was a hundred meters high and dozens of feet wide, was smashed to pieces, and even the surrounding city walls were blasted out of a passage by the concentrated firepower of rocket launchers. Seeing that there was not enough ammunition, the old man waved his sword: "All troops, listen to my order, follow me into the city, and kill!" For a while, Pingwang City was in chaos. The enemy army, which had been tortured by artillery Gatling and lost its fighting spirit, was defeated by the attack of the rebels and had only the fate of escaping. Everything happened too fast. It took less than a cup of tea from the gate being breached to the rebels rushing in.
King Pingdeng Wang Lu now has only one idea.
That is to run away quickly. As long as he can return to Fengdu alive, he will be absolutely safe.
But, want to escape?
Have you asked Zhang Di's father?
Before King Pingdeng could run away, a stream of green shadow rose from the ground outside the city. This figure, holding a big Guandao, was like a god of war.
Zhang Kuian stood a hundred feet above, looking down at King Pingdeng.
"You still want to run now, don't you think you don't take me seriously?"
King Pingdeng's face changed drastically, and he immediately took out the Six Paths Wheel and raised it above his head.
Zhang Kuian's tall body fell rapidly, and a faint golden light emanated from his body. A vague shadow of a mountain could be seen evolving.
Whether it was the rebels or the enemy, they were all stunned when they saw this scene.
The towering mountain resembled Mount Tai, towering thousands of feet high, with a majestic aura, and fell with Zhang Kuian's body.
As Mount Tai fell, the ghost soldiers on the wall exploded, turning into groups of ghost energy and drifting away.
Even the ghost generals were all suppressed by this terrifying pressure, and their ghost energy collapsed, and their bodies exploded one by one...
The old man alone formed a terrifying dominance.