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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-First Dead Little Expert(2/2)

Each of them looked in the direction of the fire with wary expressions.

"put!"

Zhang Yichao's expression remained unchanged and he continued to give orders.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

After a series of sounds of pulling the hanging knife, countless rockets flew away from the string.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

As the dense rockets flew across the night sky, they lit up the entire sky and earth.

"No, hide quickly!"

The soldiers of Chen State on the wall of Yuhuaguan were immediately frightened when they saw the rockets filling the sky.

They shouted loudly and ran for cover in a hurry.

For small countries like Chen State, their elite soldiers are not as good as the third-rate troops of Great Qin.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

After a blink of an eye, there was a sound of sharp weapons being penetrated through the body.

I saw the entire city of Yuhua Pass engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

Among them, Chen Guo's soldiers wailed miserably.

Some of them were hit by arrows and fell into the city, some were shot dead on the spot, and some were burned to ashes by rockets that set their bodies on fire.

"Run, run quickly!"

The soldiers of Chen Guo who barely survived were immediately frightened by this attack.
Chapter completed!
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