After all, the attack on the temple stopped.
The sonar stopped the cavalry's charge, and the unconscionable artillery contained the infantry's incursion. Coupled with the second brother standing there like a god descending to the earth, the defense of the academy was absolutely foolproof.
The longer the delay, the better for the academy and Datang.
It only takes half a month, or even seven days, for Datang to start a counterattack in a real sense.
Because the refining workshop in Chang'an City is not resting for a moment.
When the temple army retreated, the college gave a deafening cheer.
The students on the first floor even hugged Zhou Fei to the sky to celebrate this hard-won victory.
This method of celebration made Zhou Fei think that he had returned to the past world in a daze.
"Well, everyone is fortunate enough, rest. The battle is not over, it is too early to cheer now." In the end, the big brother stood up and terminated the celebration ceremony and saved Zhou Fei from the sky. .
Yue Chen walked over and gave Zhou Fei a big hug, "Little Junior Brother, how did your mind grow? Why do you always come up with so many weird ideas? What is this weapon called?"
Zhou Fei tidyed up some messy clothes and said: "In popular terms, it is called a conscientious gun, and its scientific name is a flying barrel gun. Because its barrel is made of iron barrels, it gets its name."
"Then how to explain it if there is no conscience?" Yue Chen asked.
Zhou Fei said: "Because this kind of gun was invented when firepower was scarce. Without the blessing of inscriptions, the gun barrel is easy to explode, and it will not hurt the enemy but yourself. Shooting a gun is a gamble. If you bet on the right, it’s your enemy, and if you’re wrong, it’s yourself. But our gun barrel is full of inscriptions, so I can hold on for a while."
Yue Chen touched his chin: "So, the power of this gun is indeed not small. In the previous round of shooting, at least nearly 10,000 people were injured or killed in the temple. This is something that has never happened in previous wars. The temple was beaten up, because they had never seen such a weapon."
The third senior said: "The temple should not be attacking in a short time, unless they can find a way to restrain this kind of artillery."
Sister Si said: "What do you think the temple will do?"
Yue Chen thought for a while: "Whether to steal or steal, in short, they will definitely find a way to get back a conscientious cannon. Only by studying this type of cannon can we figure out how to restrain it."
Senior Sister Si nodded: "Xiao Yueyue's words are reasonable, then we have to watch."
Zhou Fei laughed, and said, "No, if they do come, I hope they can steal one back. Don't forget that this cannon can be called a conscience cannon. If it is not operated properly, it will hurt yourself."
Yue Chen hey: "Little Junior Brother also makes sense."
"But try to avoid this situation as much as possible." Senior brother said: "Don't underestimate the power of the temple, they also have master craftsmen. I have seen this kind of gun you make, but it is not difficult to make. Right? They may suffer at first, but as long as the research is clear, it is also a threat to us."
Zhou Fei said, "Big brother, don't underestimate the hot weapon. I can guarantee that even if they take this thing back, they will only smash it in their hands. Because they lack the most important thing.
, Which is the propellant. As far as I know, in the entire Great Wilderness, only the refining workshop in Chang'an City has developed snow powder, and it is of very low purity, and it will blow itself up if you don't pay attention. I don't believe that the refiners of the temple are more powerful than the refiners of Chang'an City? "
The big brother said: "What you said is not without reason, but it is better to be cautious if you are careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years."
"I know the big brother." Zhou Fei nodded, not continuing to argue.
The senior brother turned around and looked at the temple: "They must be here to steal it. If you steal this thing, you can't send an army. The second junior brother will be under great pressure."
Zhou Fei was also a little worried: "Can the second brother hold it?"
Senior Brother Three said with a smile: "You guys, but you all underestimated Qinglian, he is not as weak as you think."
Zhou Fei said, "Isn't it good to use the term weak and weak to the second senior brother? He will beat you."
Senior Brother San immediately lowered his voice: "Then I will speak in a low voice."
"I'm listening." The second senior brother's voice came from a distance.
"We are complimenting you, complimenting you." The third senior brother exploded with a strong desire to survive.
The big brother smiled and shook his head: "Qinglian, of course we know that you are very strong, but there are too many people on the other side, so you still have to be careful."
The second senior said calmly: "It's okay, how many come, how many kills, Yue Jingyu wants to sharpen my sword, then I will sharpen myself."
Every time Yue Jingyu was mentioned, Yue Chen would be a little embarrassed, after all, it was his own father.
"coming!"
The big brother suddenly said: "There are still a lot of people."
The second brother said: "Big brother, you haven't recovered yet, let me come in the next battle."
The big brother nodded: "Okay."
After the words fell, nearly twenty practitioners from the Divine Tibetan realm appeared in front of the second brother.
Without extra words, he directly launched an attack when he came up.
Because each other's hearts are very clear, talking is just a waste of time, and it's serious to knock down the other side.
The first to attack was a great swordsman.
A great swordsman in the true sense, because the swords he uses are almost as wide as the door panels, but in terms of shape, it is really difficult to equate this thing with a sword.
This swordsman is also five big and three thick, without the elegant and unrestrained manner of a swordsman, more like a sloppy swordsman.
He rounded the big sword in his hand and smashed it against the second senior brother's face.
The second brother stood motionless, and when the opponent's big sword was about to be photographed in front of him, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against the front of the sword.
Then the swordsman could no longer take the sword back.
The second brother's hand is like a super strong magnet, firmly attaching the sword to the palm of his hand.
The face of the swordsman on the opposite side was flushed like pig liver, his hands clasped the hilt of the sword tightly and wanted to withdraw the sword, but he tried to understand it to no avail.
After a while, the second senior faintly said the word "get off", and the swordsman vomited blood and flew out.
The big sword stayed.
The second senior shook his wrist slightly, and the big sword flew into the air. When it fell, the second senior took the hilt of the sword, and then thrust it into the ground forcefully. More than half of the big sword's body pierced the ground. It was like a fence was built in front of the second brother.
Then, another practitioner rushed
Come.
This practitioner uses a pair of short knives.
The long roe-headed rat order is quite wretched.
The second elder brother repeated the old trick and took the opponent's weapon and inserted it next to the big sword.
Followed by the third, fourth, fifth...
The practitioners of the temple stepped forward and gave the weapons to the second brother.
The fence in front of the second brother is also getting denser.
Of course, in a more literary way, the weapon mound.
During the entire duel, the second senior brother didn't have any expressions, and his movements didn't change much. He was like a robot with a programmed program, repeating his previous actions mechanically.
However, it is such a mechanical move that no one can break!
As for his opponents, not only did they lose their weapons, they also suffered serious internal injuries, and helped each other back.
The second brother also didn't intend to take advantage of the victory, and let them come and go freely.
Zhou Fei was also worried that these guys would take the opportunity to grab a conscientious shot, but they didn't know that they would not even pass the second senior brother's level.
But before Zhou Fei could breathe a sigh of relief, the second wave of attacks came again.
There were a few more people than before, breaking through 20 people, and the realm was also in the Divine Tibetan realm.
There is still no communication, just come up and fight.
After a stick of incense, the twenty practitioners left with their wounds, leaving all the weapons on the ground.
After another while, the third wave of attacks came!
This time the number of people has reached 30, and one of them has reached the state of Wushu!
The big brother frowned.
The expressions of the other seniors also became severe.
The second brother is still calm. In his opinion, no matter how many people come from the other party, the result will be the same.
This time it took a little longer. The master of the boundless realm spent more time struggling to sing than others, but was defeated by the second brother.
Now, the second brother's body is already filled with all kinds of weapons, and the scene is quite magnificent.
"Wheel fight." Zhou Fei gritted his teeth and said, "It's so shameless."
Tu Wanyue raised her head and looked at the sky, "There are still a few hours before the sun goes down, and the temple will definitely launch a continuous attack. Can the second brother's physical strength last until the sunset?"
Zhou Fei said: "My conscience cannon is very difficult to use in this situation, and if the battle between the monks uses artillery fire, it will not seem so fair after all."
"Are we just watching the Second Senior Brother being consumed by their wheel warfare?" Yue Chen was anxious: "Always do something?"
The third brother is the most calm one. Although there is some worry in his eyes, he trusts the second brother very much: "Don't be anxious, the second brother hasn't said anything yet! We have to trust him."
"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not." Yue Chen muttered: "Ironman can't hold it down like this."
The big brother said lightly: "Next round, I will come."
"Big brother, your injury..." Zhou Fei said worriedly.
"It's okay." Senior brother said: "It's just a small injury, it's not a hindrance."
At this time, the second senior brother, who had not spoken, said: "Big brother, don't intervene. This is a contest between Yue Jingyu and me. If you intervene, I will win him, and he will be dissatisfied. I said. If Yue Jingyu wants to sharpen my sword, then I will satisfy him and meet him with the sharpest posture!"
(End of this chapter)