According to convention, Wu Qi used grain trucks to protect the backbone and camp and consolidate the main lineup.

"The red cannon is listed on the left and right according to the lord's instructions. Is this really useful?"

Even if Wu Qi is the saint-level commander, he has never seen the power of the Red Cannon.

For Wu Qi, this is a brand new weapon.

Chu Tian seized the red cannons from Mingguan and brought only twenty red cannons.

The main reason is that the number of solid bullets and shotguns left by Mingguan is insufficient, and twenty red cannons are enough to consume these shells.

On the left and right wings of the Han army, there were ten red cannons each.

The Shenji Camp brought plenty of black gunpowder and lead bullets.

Chu Tian came out with the sleepy Xia Tianliang, Xiao Chuo, Hua Mulan and others, and saw that the sky turned white.

"The enemy is coming..."

Chu Tian saw a black line appearing on the horizon, and sand and dust scattered.

All the 100,000 Han troops looked in the direction of the arrival of the Persian army.

Wu Qi, Xue Rengui, Liang Hongyu, Yang Dayan and others were all moved.

This is not the army of Persian players, but the legion of the legendary monarch.

Persian chariots with gold as decorations lived among the army. The Persian emperor, the great king of kings, led 200,000 Persian troops to arrive.

"That's... a hob chariot!"

Chu Tian frowned.
Chapter completed!