Fanlin rode a tall horse and walked in the central army.

The eldest prince followed Fanlin and chatted along the way, making Fanlin feel that there were countless flies surrounding him.

After inventing the firearm, the Vando Continent gradually gave up the cavalry, the overlord-level army of cold weapons era, and instead allowed the entire army to wear muskets and daggers.

Their first two wins were so smooth that they had the illusion that "the soldiers on the Doliner continent were just inferior natives."

After all, the crushing of weapons made this army invincible.

This time he just took over an empty city. Fan Lin hardly took this time seriously and could not even be considered a training force.

In less than an hour, Fan Lin and his army had arrived at the gate of Bihai City.

I saw that the city gate was wide open and there was no defense at all. Not only that, looking around, there was a huge city without a single person, just like a ghost town, making people unable to help but stand upside down.

If it weren't for knowing in advance that everyone in the city had left, Fan Lin wouldn't have entered Bihai City no matter what.

"Send a team of pioneers to inquire about the truth and reality!"

"Get orders!"

Soon, a team of 500 musketeers entered Bihai City. The five hundred people were scattered in a team of ten people.

The soldiers of Pan Town had long been ambushing in the dark, and they could not find it by just patrol.

As a result, after about an hour, all five hundred patrols came back and claimed that they had not found anyone.

Fan Lin also breathed a little relieved and said, "Your Highness, don't be impatient, let's go into the city now."

The eldest prince waited outside for an hour and had long been out of patience. Now, when he heard that he could enter the city, he was overjoyed and rode a tall horse into Bihai City.

The soldiers behind followed Fan Lin and the eldest prince into Bihai City.

The whole city is like a dead city, without any vitality.

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion! They were in a hurry and there should be a lot of money and food that had not been transported away. Isn't this what we left behind? Leave a team of people to guard the city gate, and the rest go to the City Lord's Mansion with me!" Fan Lin and his troops and the eldest prince set out to the City Lord's Mansion together.

Soon, a magnificent mansion appeared in front of Fanlin. I have to admit that although these natives are like sheep, they really enjoy it.

After entering the city lord's mansion, there were indeed many treasures that were not taken away at all. The eldest prince even looked at them, and there was no such thing in the Fanduo Continent.

"Your Highness likes anything you like! Don't worry, I won't say anything to Your Majesty!" Fan Lin said.

The eldest prince was embarrassed and knew that he had lost his composure. After all, he was the prince of a country and should not have shown such an expression.

"Let's go to the granary to see. There should be a lot of food. Those natives didn't see large vehicles when they left, so the food shouldn't be taken away."

Fan Lin brought the eldest prince to the grain warehouse. Sure enough, a large number of grains piled up like a hill. Fan Lin laughed and immediately ordered someone to take the grain away.

At this time, a pungent smell came. At first, Fanlin thought it was moldy food, but then he denied this idea because it seemed to be tincture oil?

Fan Lin's thoughts flew around and he understood the causes and consequences in an instant.

"Retreat troops quickly, withdraw troops quickly, we are trapped!" Fan Lin yelled.

The eldest prince hadn't understood what was going on, but suddenly heard the shouts outside.

Fan Lin pushed open the door and looked out, and saw that there was a sea of ​​fire everywhere.

"These damn natives are willing to burn such a city!" Fan Lin cursed.

No matter how much you scold, it is time to have no way to heaven and no way to the ground.

It turned out that Pan Zhen had long expected that once the city was broken, the red-haired ghost would come back to the city lord's mansion to collect precious food, so Pan Zhen gathered all the turmeric oil from the entire western border together.

The entire city lord's mansion, as well as the streets and houses around the city lord's mansion, were all sprinkled with tinder oil. In addition, to help the combustion, walking in ordinary people's houses was covered with hay. As long as there was a little spark, it would be a fire.

After seeing most of the red-haired ghosts entering the city lord's mansion, the scout reported to Pan Zhen. After Pan Zhen gave the order, rockets all over the sky flew down like raindrops.

Most of the musketeers wear cotton armor and leather armor, and there is no iron armor at all. Such arrow formations alone are a huge threat to them, let alone the raging fire?

For a moment, the Vando army had already been in chaos and fled in scattered, hoping to leave this hot hell.

Everyone was rushing like headless flies, but unfortunately what was waiting for them outside was the archers that had been arranged long ago.

Fanlin rode his horse and rushed towards the city gate. The horse was extremely fast and several arrows fell into nothing.

The poor prince was pierced by thousands of arrows as soon as he rushed out. Who made him so conspicuously wear on the battlefield? You can tell at a glance that he was a high-ranking official.

Fan Lin whipped his horse quickly and finally arrived at the city gate. When he looked around, he was shocked to death. He saw that the soldiers he left behind had been killed, the city gate had been closed, and hundreds of people were guarding the city gate tower.

Fan Lin took out his musket and shot it with one shot, but it was too bumpy on the horse's back and didn't know where the bullets were flying.

In desperation, he had to surrender.

The fire burned for a whole day. When the red-haired ghost was wiped out, Pan Town began to organize people to put out the fire. It took a whole night before the fire was controlled and the city center was burned to a white ground.

Despite this, Pan Zhen still felt proud.

This battle caused more than half of the Red-haired Ghost to be damaged. One of the Red-haired Ghost commanders was captured alive, and about five thousand intact collide guns and several gunpowder were seized.

In this way, even if you face the snow wolf again, you will have the courage to fight hard.

"You can't kill me. I am the Grand Marshal of the Vando Continent. If you kill me, the emperor will not let you go!"

Unfortunately, the two continents did not make any predictions. He said a lot of things. Others heard it was just clamoring and didn't understand what it meant.

"General, what should I do with this person?"

Pan Zhen glanced at Fan Lin and said, "It is noon today, I will be executed in public to strengthen our army's power!"

"Get orders!"

Fan Lin couldn't understand anything Pan Zhen said, but judging from Pan Zhen's expression, he knew that he was in trouble.

"I can't die yet. I still want to become the emperor of the Vando continent, and I still..."

Unfortunately, no matter what he thinks, his ending is already destined.

"Come on, please help me write to the emperor and say, I have won the battle!"
Chapter completed!