Luo Xinglong also tied a black cloth on his forehead, and handed two more black cloths to Gus and Gray.
Many believers looked at the two siblings with bright eyes.
The two siblings looked at each other, picked up the black cloth, and tied it on their foreheads.
The underground space was filled with joy.
"Big gun!
Big gun!
Big gun!"
someone shouted.
Accompanied by a burst of thunderous drums, a steam cannon that looked like a giant steel beast, composed of countless steam balls, pipes, gears and chains, was pushed out of the secret warehouse by nearly a hundred strong men with bulging muscles. .
Luo Xinglong pulled the two siblings, stepped on the gears, and boarded the steam cannon.
"Do it!"
He shouted majestically. … This is bound to be a sleepless night.
It was the most important and tragic day in Qianyuan City for tens of thousands of years.
Since the morning, there has been a large group of loyal Iron Fist soldiers affiliated with the Fist Temple, rampaging menacingly in the streets and alleys.
They used their fists made of copper and iron to blast open the doors of one house after another, causing a huge commotion and bursts of crying.
Soon, people who were beaten to bruises and faces, and who were suspected of being evil believers, were dragged away like dogs to death, leaving only shocking traces of blood on the rough bluestone.
The city-wide manhunt was very noisy.
In the afternoon, there was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys.
Almost all the people knew about the raging Mechanism and Steam Cult.
They also thought of the lightning that appeared in the sky and the legendary " The birth of the "Holy Son" and the "Saint Girl" caused different opinions for a time, people were panicked, and an ominous atmosphere rippled over the city like a haze.
Many gloomy-faced guys who were among the crowd of onlookers also gathered together while making eye contact, whispering to each other, and discussing something.
These people spread like a virus and gathered together quietly, like trickles that gathered into an ocean that was about to stir up a storm.
By the time the Fist Temple realized something was wrong and tried to issue a ban to make the entire city's residents stay at home, it was already too late.
Ten minutes before dusk, suddenly— "Woo!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
In more than a dozen places across the city, sharp whistles suddenly came from the tall chimneys!
The steam-driven whistle emits a scream that pierces the clouds and splits the sky.
It is a mind-piercing magic sound that has never appeared in the world of boxing gods in the past.
The sound instantly spread throughout the city.
It was horrifying, but one couldn't help but feel excited.
It was like seeing the old world collapse and the dawn of the new world coming.
The whistle is the command.
For a moment, the death squads of the Mechanical and Steam Cult who had already secretly gathered towards the granary in the south of Qianyuan City, led by the bald giant "Tailong", jumped out and charged towards the granary like crazy.
Those guarding the granary are naturally the elite soldiers of the Iron Fist Army.
However, due to their faith, they were unable to use long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, catapults, and trebuchets.
They could only watch the red-eyed fanatics form a black craze and crush them towards them.
"Boohoo!"
The first ones to take action were the fanatics.
They did not talk about the style of hand-to-hand combat with the Iron Fist Army.
Everyone was dual-wielding serial crossbows.
During the charge, each person fired at least ten or twenty crossbow arrows, with smeared arrows.
Purple phosphorus, which ignites in the wind, was soaked in tung oil, making it extremely easy to burn.
As a result, the crossbow arrows all over the sky burst into flames in mid-air, turned into meteors and rained down on their heads.
Even the Iron Fist Army guarding the granary, which was made of steel and iron, and possessed body-protecting aura, was also in a state of disarray by these rockets.
Not to mention that many crossbow arrows fell into the granary behind them, gradually turning into a fire that was out of control.
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After the fanatical believers fired a round of crossbow arrows, they had no time to rewind the crossbow, so they simply dropped the crossbow arrows and picked up the kerosene pump made of thick bamboo wood behind them.
These pumps are filled with kerosene and are pressurized by sophisticated machinery.
As long as the wrench below is pressed lightly, the kerosene can spray out thirty to fifty feet.
Dozens of fanatic believers were sweeping away with their pumps at the same time.
A large amount of black kerosene poured down like a heavy rain and stuck to the Iron Fist Army, as well as the grain depot gate and wall behind them.
It could not be shaken off or washed away.
The small flame grew into a fire dragon with fangs and claws almost instantly, and rushed towards the Iron Fist Army.
The poor Iron Fist Army, with its steel-reinforced bones that have worked hard for more than ten years or even decades, is no different from ordinary people in the face of the power of adding fuel to the fire.
Many Iron Fist soldiers screamed, running and rolling unconsciously, but the ground was covered with kerosene.
Their struggles only made the fire intensify and expand in scope, until they burned themselves into carbon balls.
There are also masters in the Iron Fist Army who realize the danger immediately and use their lightning-fast movements to jump high to avoid crossbows and kerosene attacks.
But such masters are, after all, a minority among the minority - because the Fist Temple prohibits machinery and steam-related products, most of the Iron Fist Army have never seen a crossbow, let alone what a kerosene pump is, and they have never seen a fanatic believer.
Who would have thought that the big bamboo tubes they were carrying could be such vicious weapons?
And these masters who have escaped crossbows and kerosene attacks have to face another inhumane weapon, the high-pressure steam gun.
——Use a steam ball to store steam compressed to the extreme, and then connect it to a sealed steel pipe.
The steel pipe is filled with metal pellets, and then fill the gaps with feathers and other soft objects.
Use such a high-pressure steam gun to aim at the enemy, pull the trigger, and the high-pressure steam will be released instantly, and metal pellets will spurt out like magma, just like a shotgun in another world, with a huge strike range.
The death squads led by Tai Lung came prepared.
They were carefully planning how to capture the granary a year and a half in advance.
He also has a very detailed understanding of the Iron Fist Army masters who guard this place.
More than a dozen steam guns fired at different angles, blocking almost all the paths of the Iron Fist Army masters.
Suddenly, several masters were riddled with bullets, and any protective aura was blown away by the power of steam.
Even though the steel and iron bones could save their lives, hundreds of metal projectiles were embedded in their flesh and blood and even in their bones, which still caused them to scream in pain, making them worse than dead and basically losing their combat effectiveness.
Tai Lung took advantage of the situation and led a large number of death squads into the burning granary, making the fire even more crazy.
By the time more Iron Fist troops arrived from all directions for reinforcements, the granary had been burned out of control, and the rising smoke was like hundreds of black dragons entrenched in the sky over Qianyuan City, causing the people in the city and the Fist Temple to panic.
The priests were all shocked!