Chapter Forty-Six This effect is enough

  Five grenade launchers were placed on five push carts, each equipped with three people, following behind the main group. Ying Tianlong had previously ordered Lao Er Qin Ming to lead his men as vanguard to clear the way and prevent Luo Guoyong from launching a surprise attack halfway. Ying Tianlong clearly felt that there were not enough men, this point really couldn't be divided, losing one side while gaining another. However, he also knew that Luo Guoyong's situation was not much better, after all, the prisoners on the island were limited, and every death meant one less person. Although the government would continue to send people in, it was a case of "distant water cannot quench present thirst".

  When they set out, the soldiers all looked at the handcart covered with red cloth, not knowing what secret weapon was inside. Anyway, the boss said that these weapons were enough to make Luo Guoyong drink a pot. Since it's enough for Luo Guoyong to drink a pot of weapons, today will definitely decide the outcome, one drum will decide the sound, because they believe in Ying Tianlong.

  Qin Ming, who was scouting ahead, sent back a message that there were no ambushes on the road. Ying Tianlong let out a sigh, this Luo Guoyong was not as formidable as he thought, he was too confident in his own fortress, thinking that with just the "Whirlwind Camp" and its ragtag troops, it would be impossible to breach the city. And so he missed an opportunity, falling right into Ying Tianlong's bold plan.

  The large team marched unimpeded and arrived smoothly under the city wall. In response to Tianlong's order, the horses were divided into two teams using bows and arrows to hold down the corners of the formation, preventing Luo Guo's dogs from suddenly jumping over the wall. Five hand-pushed carts were lined up in a row.

  Lu Guoyong didn't idle away the evening either. Under the city wall, new elk horn wooden stakes had been arranged, and the defensive weapons were fully prepared, not putting these people in their eyes at all. On the city head, Lu Guoyong and Hong San stood expressionlessly, looking at the invaders below. Hong San's arm was bandaged with gauze, his two eyes spewed fire, and his teeth chattered loudly, this arrow's hatred he must avenge.

  Ying Tianlong walked out and shouted: "Master of the house, did you sleep well last night?"

  Lu Guoyong replied: "Very good, I don't know how well Shangdi slept."

  "Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, all my brothers under me are in high spirits, ready to play another day with the master of the house."

  Lu Guoyong's facial muscles twitched, clenching his fists in anger: "Don't be so stubborn for now, let me ask you, do you still have water? Do you want me to send some over?"

  "The great leader is indeed a Bodhisattva with a kind heart. Today, I brought all the remaining water from the camp, one pot for each of my brothers, so they won't be thirsty. As I always say, harmony is precious. Great leader, I'd like to advise you one last time, why must it be this way? The two conditions are merely a trivial matter for you."

  Lu Guoyong let out a cold laugh: "For me, it's effortless, but the rules can't be broken just because of you. You're not even qualified to give orders on Life and Death Island."

  Ying Tianlong said, "In that case, there's no other way. Let's start playing now." After finishing speaking, he retreated back, and the people on both sides drew their bows and shot arrows at the city tower. The "Black Wind Camp" was also well-prepared, and most of the arrows were blocked by shields. The remaining few did not hurt anyone.

  The city tower also started shooting arrows downwards, and the people of "Whirlwind Camp" used shields to block them, without suffering any losses.

  Both sides came and went, fighting with great enthusiasm. However, the attacking troops were slow to move, resulting in a stalemate.

  Lu Guoyong sneered and simply moved a chair over, sat down, had someone serve tea, and watched the commotion.

  More than an hour passed, and surprisingly there were no casualties on either side. As the arrows stopped, Luo Guoyong walked to the top of the city wall and shouted at Ying Tianlong: "Brother Ying, I'm going to sleep, you're working hard, goodbye."

  This is exactly what Tian Long wanted, as soon as Luo Guoyong left, he could do it with a clear conscience. The cannonball doesn't have eyes, he was really afraid that if he accidentally blew Luo Guoyong to death, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

  Lu Guoyong left with a cold smile, and before leaving, he instructed Hong San "Whirlwind Camp" that if they were to attack the city, he should fight to the death. He told him not to worry about how many people would die, and promised his brothers that for every person they killed, they would be rewarded with a night of pleasure with women.

  Hong San said, "You're the master of the house, with you saying so, I'll be at ease."

  When Hong San said this sentence, he didn't realize that he himself was already one step away from hell.

  Tian Long gave a hint to Yin Tao, meaning it's your turn next. Yin Tao understood and quietly instructed his men: "Start preparing the cannonballs."

  The men under him removed the red cloth from the launcher, revealing the barrel, loaded the stone grenade, and pulled the switch. All five launchers were fully loaded. Based on Wang Xiaofeng's target marked yesterday, simple aiming was done. Yin Tao's launcher is just wonderful with a certain degree of accuracy. After all, he is an ordnance expert, and making such a simple launcher is like playing. The launcher has great power, several kilograms of stone grenades can be thrown out hundreds of meters, and the angle can be adjusted, just like a homemade mortar.

  The five mortars each aimed at the five targets, as ordered by Tianlong, and sent a shell to Hong San, letting him taste the feeling of being bombed. Best to send him to the Western Heaven with one shot.

  The slingshot is ready. Yin Tao glanced at Ying Tianlong, and Ying Tianlong nodded. The "Whirlwind Camp" suddenly fell silent, with everyone's eyes fixed on these five exquisite objects. Although they didn't quite understand their power, those who had watched historical dramas knew that this was called a stone-throwing device. However, the ones in the movies were much larger and more powerful, with heavier stones that flew out fiercely and struck down mercilessly.

  The people of "Hei Feng Ying" were also watching this strange thing, with a stone on top, about the size of an ordinary rice cooker, all five of them shot over and hit the top, dodging one by one. They all sneered and watched the commotion.

  If they knew about this commotion later on, it wouldn't look good for them, so they won't be so indifferent.

  "Light it." With a single order from Yin Tao, his subordinates lit up the torches in their hands.

  "Fire launch." Yin Tao gave another order.

  The fuse was lit, emitting thick smoke. As soon as the firing mechanism opened, five loud explosions were heard, and five cannonballs flew out in different directions towards the city gate. Immediately after, another five loud explosions shook the air, with gunpowder smoke filling the sky and flames soaring high. The sounds of wailing, screaming, and killing filled the air as the precision-crafted instruments carried out their programmed slaughter. With each explosion, people died on the spot, their bodies torn apart, organs flying everywhere amidst the eerie cries, and blood splattering in all directions.

  Hong San's fate was even more miserable. A sharp stone fragment flew up quickly and accurately swept past his neck, as sharp as a knife. Hong San's head swiftly left its own shoulders, flying out in a strange parabola in mid-air, rolling over a meter or so on the ground before coming to a stop under a soldier's foot. He looked down, then collapsed, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted dead away.

  Hong San's body did not immediately fall, but instead took a few steps forward, with the blood spraying out of his neck several feet high.

  The second round of shells arrived and exploded. This time the people of "Black Wind Camp" were smarter, one by one they fell to the ground, and the casualties were not as great as the first strike.

  But everyone's courage was shattered. No one dared to stand up again.

  The city above and below was silent as a crow, watching the rolling thick smoke drift into the sky, quickly dispersing.

  If he had attacked the city at this time in response to Tianlong's order, it would have been a complete success. But he didn't do that, his goal was already achieved, two rounds of cannon fire, ten shells, at least a dozen people from the "Black Wind Camp" were killed, including Hong San who died on the city wall, this effect was enough.

  Lu Guoyong was walking back to the camp, feeling relaxed and humming a lewd tune. He thought to himself that he had been busy for days and hadn't had time to get intimate with women. That delicate little wife of his was really captivating, with her smooth skin, prominent breasts, and coy demeanor in bed, always seeming to be shy and hesitant, making one's soul fly away.

  Have fun with her then.

  He was indulging in his thoughts here, when suddenly, a loud explosion sound came from behind, shaking him to the point where he almost fell down. Turning back, he saw thick smoke rising from the city tower, and cries of alarm shook the sky. Luo Guoyong's legs went weak, and he could hardly walk.

  A soldier rushed over in a flurry, panting and saying: "Big, big master, it's not good, the shells, the shells exploded, our people are dead and wounded."

  Lu Guoyong's heart sank.

  Responding to Tianlong, Responding to Tianlong, after all, he was able to manufacture and successfully launch the earth cannonball.

  Another soldier ran over, the running soldier was covered in blood and looked like he had been injured too. Seeing Luo Guoyong, he said with a sob: "The master of the house, the second master of the house has been blown to death."

  "What?" Luo Guoyong's head spun and he fell backwards, but the soldiers rushed forward to support him.

  "Hurry, hurry and help me up to the city wall." Luo Guoyong said incoherently.

  Ying Tianlong had stopped firing. The "Whirlwind Camp" was shocked, eager to prepare for the attack, but the master did not give orders.

  Ying Tianlong was waiting, waiting for Luo Guoyong to come and clean up this mess.

  Someone on the city wall shouted: "General Ye, don't shoot anymore. Our General has something to say to you."

  Ying Tianlong replied: "Alright, let your master come out and talk."

  Lu Guoyong stumbled onto the city wall, seeing dead bodies everywhere, blood flowing like a river. Even the air was filled with the smell of blood. Hong San's head was picked up and reattached to his neck. The dead soldiers had been brought over and lined up in a row. How tragic! Some were missing arms or legs, some had their intestines blown out, some died with their eyes open, some had their mouths wide open and wouldn't close them, some had half of their heads chopped off. All sorts of tragic scenes were present, making Lu Guoyong's heart tremble with fear, his soul flying away in all directions.