Luo Xinglong himself tied a black cloth on his forehead and handed two black cloth to Gus and grey.


    Many believers looked at the two brothers and sisters with bright eyes.


    The two brothers and sisters looked at each other. They both took up the black cloth and tied it to their forehead.


    Underground space, a jubilant.


    "Cannon! Big gun! Big guns


    There was a cry.


    With the sound of a thunderous drum, a giant steam gun, like a giant iron beast, composed of countless steam balls, pipes, gears and chains, was pushed out of the secret warehouse by nearly a hundred strong men with high muscles.


    Luo Xinglong took two brothers and sisters, stepped on the gear, and boarded the steam cannon.


    "Do it!"


    He exclaimed majestically.


    ……


    It was destined to be a sleepless night.


    It was the most important and tragic day in Qianyuan city for thousands of years.


    Since the morning, there has been a large group of loyal iron fist troops, which belong to the temple of boxing, rushing fiercely in the streets and alleys.


    With their fists made of copper and iron, they burst open the doors of one family after another, making a lot of noise and crying.


    In a short time, people who were beaten black and blue, and suspected of being evil believers, were dragged away like dead dogs, leaving shocking bloodstains on the rough bluestone slabs.


    In the afternoon, there was a lot of discussion in the streets. Almost all the people knew about the rampancy of machinery and steam religion. When they thought of the lightning in the sky and the birth of the legendary "son" and "daughter", there were many different opinions. People were worried and the ominous atmosphere was like a haze over the city.


    And a lot of people with gloomy faces, who mingled in the crowd, also gathered together in the eye contact, whispered and discussed something.


    These people spread like a virus, but also quietly gathered together, like a trickle of water gathered into the sea is about to set off waves.


    When the temple of boxing found that the situation was not right and tried to issue a ban, it was too late for the whole city to stay at home.


    At dusk, suddenly——


    "Woo


    "Sobbing, sobbing, sobbing!"


    More than a dozen places in the city, high chimney, suddenly came a sharp whistle!


    The steam driven siren, whistling through the clouds, is a magic sound that has never appeared in the world of boxing God since ancient times.


    The sound spread all over the city in an instant. It was creepy, but it couldn''t help boiling with blood. It seemed to see the old world breaking up and the dawn of the new world coming.


    The whistle is the order.


    For a moment, the death squads of the machinery and steam sect, who had already gathered in the granary in the south of Qianyuan City, under the leadership of the bareheaded giant "Tailong", jumped out and launched a crazy charge towards the granary.


    Guarding the granary is naturally the best general of the iron fist army.


    But because of their faith, they can''t use long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, catapults and catapults. They can only watch the red eyed crazy believers form a black tide and crush them.


    "Whew, whew, whew!"


    They don''t talk to the iron fist army about the manner of fighting each other. Everyone holds a double chain crossbow. In the process of charging, everyone launches at least ten or twenty crossbows. The arrows are smeared with purple phosphorus that burns when the wind blows. The shaft is also soaked in tung oil, which is very easy to burn.


    As a result, all over the sky, the crossbow and arrow burst into flames in mid air, turned into a meteor fire shower and smashed down.


    Rao is the iron fist army guarding the granary. They are all strong and strong, and they also have the vigorous Qi to protect their bodies. They are also embarrassed by these rockets.


    Not to mention a lot of crossbows and arrows fell into the granary behind them, and gradually led to a fire.


    After shooting out a round of crossbows and arrows, the crazy believers did not have time to start again, so they simply dropped the crossbows and arrows and lifted up the fire oil pump made of thick bamboo and wood behind them.


    These pumps are filled with kerosene, which is pressurized by ingenious machinery. As long as you press the wrench at the bottom, the kerosene can be ejected 30 to 50 feet.


    At the same time, dozens of crazy believers were sweeping with pumps. A large amount of black fire oil poured down like a rainstorm and stuck to the iron fist army, as well as the gate and wall of the grain depot behind them. They couldn''t get rid of it or wash it clean. The small fire almost instantly grew into a fire dragon with teeth and claws, and rushed towards the iron fist army.


    The poor iron fist army, who has been working hard for more than ten years or even decades, is no different from ordinary people in terms of its power to add fuel to the fire.


    Many iron fisted soldiers scream one after another, run and roll unconsciously, but the ground is covered with fire oil. Their struggle can only make the fire more and more intense and expand the scope until they burn themselves into carbon balls.


    There are also experts in the iron fist army, who are aware of the danger for the first time and use the body method as fast as lightning to jump high to avoid the attack of crossbows and fire oil.


    But this kind of master, after all, is one of the few. Because the temple of boxing forbids mechanical and steam related products, most of the iron fist army''s crossbows and arrows have never been seen. What''s more, they don''t know what the fire oil pump is. When they see the big bamboo tube carried by the crazy believers, who can think that it is such a vicious weapon?


    And these masters who escape the attack of crossbow and fire oil have to face another kind of inhuman weapon, that is, high-pressure steam gun.


    ——The steam ball is used to store the compressed steam, and then connected to a sealed steel pipe, which is filled with metal bullets, and then filled with feathers and other soft articles.


    Use such a high-pressure steam gun to aim at the enemy, pull the trigger, the high-pressure steam will be released instantly, and the metal bullets will gush out like magma, such as the shotgun of another world, with a great strike range.


    Tyrone''s death squads are well prepared.


    A year and a half in advance, they are elaborately planning how to capture the granary.


    I also have a very careful understanding of the iron fist army experts guarding here.


    More than a dozen steam guns fired at different angles, almost blocking all the way of the iron fist army experts.


    All of a sudden, several experts were shot full of holes, whatever the body protection vigorous Qi, they were all smashed by the steam force.


    Even if their lives can be saved, hundreds of metal bullets embedded in flesh and blood and even bones are still so painful that they scream and scream. Life is worse than death, and they basically lose their combat effectiveness.


    Tailong took advantage of the situation and led a large number of dare to die members to rush into the burning granary, which made the fire more arrogant.


    When more iron fist troops came from all directions to reinforce, the granary had been burned out of control, and the smoke was like hundreds of black dragons sitting over Qianyuan City, which made the whole city people and the priests in the boxing Temple feel terrible!