Chapter 1249 The First Dew of the Artifact

"Tianweihuanghuang, bless me in the Tang Dynasty, Liu's spirit has been exhausted, Tang Dynasty to take the country and community, it is really fate!! Liu Xuande, if you don't know the fate of heaven and are determined to disobey, you will be punished by God!!!"

Wen Han's sharp voice fell, and suddenly, two thunderous loud noises burst out. The soldiers of the two armies still heard Wen Han's shouts. In a moment, two fast-flying dark shadows suddenly fell on the two wings of the Shu army. In an all-sudden moment, the world seemed to be slow for a moment. The flames all over the sky swept through, and the huge momentum swept away all the creatures around them, and then there was a shocking sound. The flames and waves rose to the sky, and they exploded in an instant. I don't know how many Shu soldiers were blown up, knocked down how many soldiers, and how many big trees around. Flesh and blood are flying, and countless broken limbs fall from a high altitude. Two huge holes are exposed. It is dark inside, as if they have been burned by nine days of secluded fire. I'm afraid it will become a wasteland in the future. After everyone woke up abruptly by a sad scream. A group of Shu soldiers were all dismayed, and in one place, a white horse burst into two pieces. A soldier in gold armor not far away, hissed in pain, and there was a black cover all over his body. There were countless wounds. It should have been hit by a broken flying stone. The smoke is still permeated, with a pungent and bloody smell. Zhuge Liang trembled all over. First, he saw the white horse and soon recognized Lu. Zhuge Liang trembled more fiercely. He turned his eyes and saw that Liu Bei was bruised all over his body. He only felt that his head exploded and almost fainted.

There was a strange dead silence. At this time, the soldiers of the two armies stopped fighting for a short time, as if they had not recovered from the horrible scene just now. Zhang Fei stared at a pair of rings and was about to crack. Just before, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun noticed that an unprecedented crisis was coming. They all came out of their weapons and quickly retreated.

"Brother!! Brother!!!!!

Zhang Fei roared loudly, and his voice was not inferior to the loud noise just now. As soon as Zhang Fei roared, there were two more violent sounds. The Shu soldiers were so scared that they ran around and ran away with their heads in their arms. Two flames rushed to the sky, the earth shook the mountains, the flying stones burst out, and the screams were endless. Zhuge Liang was still able to keep some reason, and urgently taught the sergeant to protect Liu Bei and withdraw immediately. And what made this war, which was not the same, suddenly became a one-sided terrorist weapon, which was the thunder cannon developed by Wen Han. As for the thunderbolt, it was the military order to use the thunderbolt. After taking the thunderbolt, he fired shells on the mounds on the left and right sides of the array.

The Shu soldiers were in chaos. Both the soldiers and the generals had been scared to death. They fled in a panic and had no intention of fighting. Seeing this, Wen Han made a move with a gun. The Tang soldiers rushed to fight and stirred up into a ball. The Shu army was defeated like a mountain and screamed endlessly. The mountains were full of dead bodies of Shu soldiers. More than 20,000 Shu soldiers lost more than half of them. Zhuge Liang ran to Shu Road with the support of the generals and fled back to Chengdu. Wen Han led the troops to take advantage of the victory and chased for more than dozens of miles before he withdrew. That night, all the Tang soldiers returned to the village one after another and discussed one after another. Naturally, it was today's strange and horrible, like the rage of heaven. At present, the Tang soldiers have not yet known the existence of thunder cannons. In a big account, Wen Han is discussing the war with a group of Wen Wu.

Pang Tong's face still had a little lingering palpitation. On his extremely ugly face, a pair of thin eyes were shining, with a little fanatical color, and he asked in a quick voice.

"Is it the power of that batch of military weapons?"

When Wen Han heard the words, he looked calm and had no answer, but there was no rebuttal. It seemed that he acquiesced. Pang Tong took a deep breath, but he meditated. Zhang Liao's eyes narrowed and remembered the scene like a thunderstorm. His face changed continuously. Under such military weapons, even thousands of troops and horses were like nothing. Thinking about it, Zhang Liao's eyes were a little worried. He thought to himself that if such military weapons were built wantonly, how many lives would there be? Thinking of this, Zhang Liao seemed to understand why Wen Han held such a powerful military weapon, but he didn't use it for a long time. At this time, Pang Tong seemed to have an understanding. He sighed and said to Wen Han.

"Chengdu is close at hand. As long as this city is broken, Shu will be destroyed. The king can quickly stabilize Xichuan and then drive away the Wei thieves. Wait for the future and compete with Cao Wei for the world's society. Now the king actually has such an artifact, which should be used well. It's good to break it early.

Pang Tong's words fell, Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun, who had been silent, all with bright eyes and looked at Wen Han together. Wen Han slowly closed a pair of knife eyes. I don't know how long it took. He nod his head and opened his eyes, but there was a little sigh, a bit of vicissitudes, a little feeling in his eyes, and said in a condensed voice.

"What Shi Yuan said is very true. However, if you really don't want to kill evil again, you can go to Chengdu and recruit the people of Shu.

As soon as Wen Han said this, Zhang Song looked tight and attended in a hurry.

"I have a word, but I don't know if I should say it."

Seeing that it was Zhang Song, Wen Han nodded slightly and waved.

"It doesn't matter if Zi Qiao said it."

"I heard that the king once killed Zhang Jiao in the past. I don't know if there is such a thing in the strange book "Taiping Jushu"?"

Zhang Song's eyes wandered around, and he didn't know what was pounding inside his stomach. He asked Wen Han. Wen Han's expression condensed. Looking back on the past, he replied slowly.

"Zhang Jiao was not killed by himself, but he killed himself. Although Zhang Jiao created yellow scarves in trouble, his heart was not bad, but most of his subordinates were greedy for profit, and most of them were tigers and wolves. When Zhang Jiao noticed it, it had already made a big mistake. "Taiping Shu" is a gift from his deathbed.

When Zhang Song heard the words, he was overjoyed and said quickly.

"It turned out to be so, according to my opinion. Today's signs can be rumored to be the essence of the king's "Taiping Key Art", which is actually the son of fate and has the skill of controlling thunder. Such rumors dissipated, and the soldiers and civilians in the city learned that they were afraid of the king and did not dare to anger Tianwei.

In this way, the king will send Pang Gong to Zhao'an again, and he will get twice the result with half the effort.

When Wen Han heard the words, he frowned, but he didn't like this ghost thing, but he didn't want to refuse, which made Zhang Song lose face, so he asked Pang Tong.

"Does Shiyuan think it's so appropriate?"

Pang Tong's expression darkened. After a while of meditation, he actually echoed.

"According to the unified opinion, Liu Bang, the ancestor of Gao, killed the white snake and revolted, but it was secretly said that he was the son of the Red Emperor, and he was followed by a group of heroes and talents. Now that the king holds such an artifact, you might as well have a try. On the one hand, it can deter the Shu people, and on the other hand, it can temporarily hide the existence of the artifact.

Pang Tong's second reason is the deep meaning of what Pang Tong and Zhang Song said. As soon as Wen Han heard it, he seemed to understand Pang Tong's idea, so according to what Zhang Song said, he taught hundreds of soldiers, sneaked to Shu Road, and went outside Chengdu to spread rumors.

However, it was said that the Shu soldiers were defeated and returned to the city. At the beginning, the cannonball was fired, and Liu Bei was dead. Fortunately, Lu Huzhu suddenly attacked and suddenly hit the crowd and retreated. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape. When the cannonball exploded, the flame swept, and Lu Ma jumped, and his body was affected by the aftershocks. He died on the spot, but Liu Bei escaped. But it was also blown up and bruised all over. When the generals were rescued back to the palace, they urgently called the imperial doctor to come for treatment. Liu Bei's body was extremely empty, and the imperial doctor was also weak. Liu Bei's injury gradually became heavier. All the ministers were worried. Fortunately, the Tang soldiers did not take advantage of the attack. One day, Liu Bei woke up in a coma and knew that his fate would not be long. He was dizzy. He was tired of seeing the attendant, but he retreated and lay alone on the dragon couch.

Suddenly, the cloudy wind suddenly rose, shook the lamp, turned it out and turned it back. Under the shadow of the lamp, one person stood. Liu Bei suddenly became angry, and his wounds hurt all over his body, like ten thousand ants devoured his body, his face was ferocious, and he gasped and roared.

"I'm lonely and restless. I'll teach you to wait and retreat. Why do you come again!!!"

Unexpectedly, the man didn't know what kind of ambition he had, but he was still standing aside. Suddenly, Liu Bei's heart was shocked, and his expression was depressed, as if he had received some stimulation, and he looked at it in a hurry. That man turned out to be Liu Bei's brother who thought about day and night, Pan Fengye. Tears came out of Liu Bei's eyes. The country was about to die. Liu Bei didn't know how many times he thought about it. If Pan Feng did not die, he would join hands with Zhang Fei to guard the border. How could the Western Tang army be so indulgent and rampant, killing under Chengdu like a broken bamboo? Thinking of the past, the three brothers shared joys and sorrows. After a lot of hard work and hard to start a business, they established the State of Shu, but now the basic industry is not guaranteed. Liu Bei was full of bitterness, unwillingness and guilt, and cried bitterly.

"Second brother~! Shu's life... It's all, brother... Brother Wuyan, I see you~!!"

Liu Bei cried and choked, like an old man who had lost everything, looking so lonely and desolate. Pan Feng's ghost sighed and said slowly.

"King, I am no longer human, but a ghost. I miss the country and refuse to return to my soul for a long time. The king of Yan Luo has been angry and sent black and white impermanence to catch his brother back. My brother vowed in the past, but he could only wait for my brothers to get together under Huangquan.

Pan Feng said, and suddenly two waves of gloomy wind swept over, showing two ghosts, one of whom was dressed in white, with a long tongue and holding a white lamp. A ghost is dressed in black, with huge eyes and fangs, holding a ghost stick. The two ghosts, one left and one right, looked at Pan Feng coming behind him, and the long-tongued white ghost said.

"Prince Pan, the king of hell, the king of hell, think that you are unparalleled, affectionate and righteous, and righteous, so he canonize you as a ghost. In the future, he will only ask for the lives of unfaithful and unrighteous and treacherous people to prove justice. Mr. Pan, you have repeatedly delayed the time. The king of Yanluo is benevolent. If you don't pursue it, I hope you can return to your soul as soon as possible. Don't wait for it.

Pan Feng was actually awarded the divine position. Liu Bei was full of surprise when he heard it, but the black and white ghosts were so real. Liu Bei was anxious and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Pan Feng and cried. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched, a gloomy wind suddenly rose and blew, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

When Liu Bei came to his senses, there was no one in front of him, let alone the ghost. Liu Bei was shocked and thought of the two ghosts, one black and one white. Suddenly, Liu Bei trembled all over, and his heart was cold, and he couldn't even feel the tingling pain all over his body. Because Liu Bei remembered a rumor that only those who are short-lived can see black and white impermanence in the third update. When Liu Bei thought of this, he called the person to ask, and when the person answered, he was in the third update.

If Liu Bei was electrocuted, he didn't say anything for a long time, so he taught people to invite Zhuge Liang to enter the hall tomorrow to discuss the matter and listen to the order. The next day, Zhuge Liang heard Liu Bei's call, and his face was pale. He was anxious to rush to the palace. At this time, Liu Bei was already critically ill. Zhuge Liang hurriedly bowed under the dragon couch. Liu Bei took a move and taught Zhuge Liang to sit on the side of the dragon couch. Zhuge Liang did not dare to be so presumptuous, but he saw that Liu Bei's eyes were full of fatigue and emptiness, as if he would die at any time, like a candle in the wind. Zhuge Liang's heart was bitter and sat down according to his orders. Liu Bei slowly got up and sighed, as if he had sighed all the vicissitudes of the world. Liu Bei stretched out his hand, flattened his five fingers, stroked Zhuge Liang's back, and said slowly.

"I got Kong Ming alone, and I relied on a group of literature and martial arts to help me. Fortunately, I became a king and established Shu Han. It is difficult to protect the national industry with shallow knowledge. Nowadays, the country is in danger because of loneliness and incompetence, which has nothing to do with Kong Ming and other ministers. Wen Butfan is the enemy of a lonely life. Although this person was born in a poor family and it is difficult to start a business, he is persistent and has a great wish and is blessed by fate. Therefore, heroes from all over the world are looking forward to it. From now on, I'm dying alone. The heirs are so weak that they have to support each other with major events.

Liu Bei's words were extremely slow, but extremely clear. Zhuge Liang was in tears. It seemed that he knew that Liu Bei's life would not be long. There were thousands of words to say, but they all choked in his throat. In the end, Zhuge Liang could only cry.

"May the king maintain his dignity, and I still want to start a business with the king to seek the well-being of the people of the world."