Chapter 671: Targeting the Tiger Wolf Ball Wind Wheel

"Haha, these cowards of the Murong clan are nothing more than this!"

Wanyan Jindanzi sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"Brother, don't underestimate the enemy. Murong Chui is cunning and treacherous, and he must have a trick up his sleeve!"

Although Wanyan Yindanzi was in high spirits of killing, he still had a clear mind.

"Why should we be afraid of him? Have we ever been afraid of anyone, brother?"

Wanyan Jindanzi was full of heroic spirit. He swung the purple gold hammer in his hand again and smashed it at a Murong cavalryman who was rushing up.

"when!"

With a loud bang, the cavalryman was knocked away by the hammer, spitting blood and falling to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Wanyan Yindanzi also shouted loudly, and swept his bright silver hammer across the area, forcing the surrounding Murong cavalry to retreat again and again.

"Hahaha, what a pleasure! Today we must kill all the Murong clan members without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

Wanyan Jindanzi laughed loudly, his voice full of arrogance.

However, at this moment, Murong Chui smiled coldly, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring closely at the situation on the battlefield.

Since he had already decided to fight the Jurchens to the end, how could he not know these two generals of the Jurchen Wanyan clan?

Although the Murong clan has not yet found anyone who can match the two in terms of personal strength.

However, for a commander like Murong Chui, Wanyan Golden Bullet and Wanyan Silver Bullet, although brave, are by no means invincible.

"Murong Ling, lead the Dragon City Cavalry and continue the fierce attack! Make sure to disrupt their formation!"

Murong Chui gave the order in a deep voice.

"As ordered!"

Murong Ling responded, then waved his flag and commanded the Longcheng cavalry to charge again.

This time, the Longcheng cavalry's attack was even more fierce. They rushed towards the Jurchen coalition forces like mad wild horses, regardless of everything.

Although Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi were brave, as Qi-side generals, their physical strength and Qi were not unlimited. Under the continuous attacks of the Longcheng Cavalry, they gradually showed signs of fatigue.

"Brother, this is not a solution!"

Wanyan Yindanzi was breathing heavily, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes when he looked at Wanyan Jindanzi.

"Don't panic. You and I, brothers, have never been afraid of these things before."

Wanyan Jindanzi gritted his teeth and swung the purple gold hammer again to meet the charging Longcheng cavalry.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

On the battlefield, the sound of metal colliding was heard one after another, and sparks flew everywhere.

Each blow seemed to ignite the air, and each sound was deafening.

At the same time, Murong Chui's mouth curled up into a faint smile. He slowly took out a delicate copper tube from his waist and gently rotated it. Inside was a group of shiny black pills.

This is no ordinary thing. Instead, it is the "Tiger and Wolf Pill", a tiger and wolf medicine that Murong Chui requested the alchemist in Cangzhou's Tianyun Chamber of Commerce to make overnight after he contacted Cangzhou.

After use, one can burst out amazing power in a short period of time, but the side effects are also obvious. In the mildest case, the meridians will be broken and the person will become disabled, while in the worst case, the person will die on the spot!
However, at this moment on the battlefield, he could no longer care about so much.

"Murong De, distribute these pills to the fifty warriors among the Longcheng cavalry. After they take them, they can deal with Wanyan's gold bullets and Wanyan's silver bullets." Murong Chui's voice was low and powerful, and he handed the copper tube in his hand to a cavalryman next to him.

Upon hearing this, Murong De immediately took the order and left. After a while, fifty cavalrymen with burly builds and determined eyes came in front of Murong Chui.

They took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp. In an instant, their bodies seemed to be filled with an invisible force, their muscles bulged and their eyes became bright.

"Remember, you have only one goal, which is to contain Wanyan's gold bullet and Wanyan's silver bullet and buy time for the army."

Murong Chui's eyes swept over the fifty people one by one, his tone filled with sadness.

"As ordered!"

The fifty warriors responded in unison, then turned around and rode out on their horses, like fifty black lightning bolts, heading straight into the core of the battlefield.

Then Murong Chui took out an exquisite brass pipe from his waist again and blew it gently. A distant and mysterious whistle sound echoed across the grassland.

In an instant, rows of strange devices slowly rose behind the distant hills. It was the "Fengchi Wheel" that Murong Chui had modified after obtaining the Mohist instrument "Fengyun Wheel" from Cangzhou, and carefully crafted it. It was a war machine that combined the Mohist mechanical technology with the wisdom of the grassland nomads.

The "Fengchilun" looks like a huge chariot, but it hides sharp blades and powerful crossbows in its center. Guided by the whistle, the Murong clan members in charge of controlling it adjust the direction and aim at the most dazzling Wanyan gold bullets and Wanyan silver bullets on the battlefield.

These devices spun rapidly on the grassland, bringing up gusts of wind, like a storm on the grassland.

Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi frowned when they saw this. Although they were extremely brave, they couldn't help but feel doubtful when faced with this sudden and strange device.

The golden bullet roared and tried to break through the mechanical siege with brute force, but the silver bullet was more alert. He realized that these mechanisms were extraordinary, and hurriedly commanded his cavalry to form a defensive formation, trying to resist the rotating blades and dense crossbow arrows.

"Buzzing—"

The noise made by the wind-chi wheels became louder and louder. They drew silver tracks in the air, and every rotation carried a deadly threat.

Although Wanyan Jindanzi's purple gold hammer was extremely powerful, it seemed a little helpless in front of these flexible and maneuverable mechanisms.

Although the silver hammer of the silver bullet is fast, it is difficult to capture fast-moving targets.

"Brother, these mechanisms are weird, don't try to deal with them head-on!"

Wanyan Yindanzi reminded urgently. He was keenly aware that these mechanisms seemed to have some specific operating rules. If they could find their weaknesses, they might be able to break them.

Seeing this, Murong Chui's smile became even more pronounced. He waved his hand lightly, and the Murong cavalry behind him quickly changed their formation. An elite cavalry team quietly circled around the flank of the Jurchen coalition.

"Humph, Wanyan Gold Bullet, Wanyan Silver Bullet, you've been fooled!"

Murong Chui sneered and immediately ordered a general attack.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed.

The remaining tens of thousands of Murong cavalrymen behind him came from all directions and surrounded the Jurchen Wanyan cavalry on the front battlefield.

Although Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi were extremely brave, they gradually became unable to cope with the siege from the numerous Longcheng cavalrymen around them and the fifty Longcheng cavalrymen who had taken the Tiger and Wolf Pills.

The fifty Dragon City cavalrymen were determined to die, and they fought purely on the basis of exchanging injuries for injuries, risking their lives to leave even a little wound on the two men.

Even though they had taken the Tiger and Wolf Pill, in the eyes of the two men they were still weaklings who could be beaten to death immediately, and soon they died one by one under their hammers.

However, with this completely reckless fighting style, they still managed to hold the two men back for a while, and left them with some minor injuries.

At the same time, it also brought the two of them completely into the coverage range of the "Fengchilun".

(End of this chapter)