Tubo launched another charge

Zhao Yun could see clearly from the observation deck. After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Zhao Yun decided to use special weapons.

"Tell General Wang Meng to prepare the airship for takeoff."

"yes"

Wang Meng, who was behind the battle formation, smiled recently after receiving the news about the messenger. He was initially opposed to it when he was told to make airships for air strikes. But later, after Li Mingda's popular science, he understood.

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In this era, except for the Eight Ox Crossbow of the Tang Dynasty, which had a range of over 1,000 meters, is there anyone in the world who can make such a thing?

Even if we have ourselves, we can make a segmented isolation cabin model, right? As long as it is not a whole inflatable bag, the airship will not be shot by a crossbow and then fall. In this era, this is an invincible existence.

Wang Meng, who had been in the army for many years, naturally knew the role of air strikes in war. He admired the wisdom inside and quickly devoted himself to the design and construction of airships.

The power of industry in this era is progressing very quickly with the support of their respective Li Mingda versions of imaginative black technology, and it is not easy to make airships. The only advantage is that they have mastered modern advanced technological ideas and avoided many detours.

Making an airship requires hydrogen, but the equipment for hydrogen purification is not simple. In addition to the pressure tanks they can use to make the Xiandi craft using black technology, there are also catalysts and individual reactants.

Such as zincized silica gel, molecular sieve, etc.

After being slaves for so long, Li Mingda started making models together very early. She and Murong Xue worked on small models heated by hot air, and later secretly let several family members in their hands make them.

It was made through careful analysis and experiments. Due to confidentiality issues, the family members only processed some information and provided some chemical formulas remotely.

It was not until the time of actual improvement and production that Wang Meng, a master of the Bingwang family, took over.

A qualified soldier must be proficient in basic chemical formulas, just like the agents in the movies who master the art of making simple bombs.

The experiment started smoothly, but in the end it got stuck on hydrogen and some key materials. After unremitting efforts, these samples were finally completed.

As for his driving skills, Wang Meng felt that it would not be a problem for him to fly again before he died. The difference was whether he could come back alive.

Thinking a little too much, Wang Meng ordered his men to untie the steel cables that fixed the airship, and then took the airship. As for safety issues, they flew all the way from Panzhihua to this place and said it was very safe.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty on the ground stared at each other as they slowly flew into the sky.

"Oh my god, it's flying."

"Are they the heavenly soldiers and generals summoned by His Majesty?"

"Your Majesty is mighty"

"Your Majesty is above"

“I really want to try it too”

A certain young soldier expressed everyone's thoughts. The centurion beside him patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, if you work hard, you may have a chance to become a general if you gain enough military exploits."

The young soldier nodded fiercely: "I will definitely work hard."

On Murong Yanyi's side, Murong Yanyi, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, was awakened by the exclamation when he saw the airship taking off.

"God of longevity, what is that?"

"The Tang Dynasty summons heavenly soldiers and generals"

"Is that the spaceship that the heavenly soldiers and generals fly on?"

"Tubo is dead this time"

"Mumu Mia"

"Kneel down quickly and worship"

"Your Majesty, please protect us"

Murong Yanyi was so frightened that he almost jumped off his horse when he looked at it. What is this? According to legend, Li Mingda's level of auspiciousness descended from heaven and gods and Buddhas appeared in the sky to bless him. Dragons and phoenixes danced and flowers were flying all over the sky. Now that he saw the airship, Murong Yanyi's heart was filled with five emotions.

Into miscellaneous.

How on earth did I become so blind and blinded that my brother became an enemy of the Tang Dynasty? If not, I would have relied on Bai Xue of the Murong family to become a marquis and prime minister. Maybe he would be able to survive after his death.

Able to ascend to heaven and attain enlightenment.

As for whether to go to the Immortal Heaven that he believed in before, at this moment Murong Yanyi felt that it was almost the same and it was the Kingdom of God anyway.

Zhisai Dangru Gongdun and Niang Chisang Yangdun were in the same situation as Murong Yanyi. It was their subordinates who turned around to see the airship after seeing something happened.

Compared to Murong Yanyi's side, who all knelt down to pray, it was even more so on their side.

"God, God is here"

"The Mingzun of the Tang Dynasty summoned the heavenly soldiers and generals"

"long...."

Zhi Sai Dang Ru Gongdun and Niang Chi Sang Yang Dun stared blankly at the airship flying higher and higher. Niang Ci Sang Yang Dun slapped Zhi Sai Dang Ru Gongdun next to her hard.

"What are you doing?"

"Brother, does it hurt?"

"What do you think?"

"Oh, it seems to be true."

"If you don't believe me, pinch yourself."

Zhisai Dangru Gongdun watched his mother Chisang Yangdun pinch him so much that it hurt, and he couldn't bear to pinch himself. After making sure that he was not dazzled, Zhisai Dangru Gongdun looked deeply relieved.

Chu put his arms around his mother, Chisang Yangdun.

"Chisang, this time we can finally avenge our dead brothers and sisters."

"That's right, brother, with the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Tang Dynasty here, the Dalai Lama and Duoji are definitely dead this time."

"Mingzun's blessing allows us to kill our enemies with our own hands."

Duoji glared at the airship flying into the sky, and then looked at the prisoners who were controlled by drugs and special means and the disobedient generals and leaders running on the ground. Now Datang has come to him.

I was stunned for a moment.

What is this, heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals?

Some of the soldiers around Duoji stared at him with their eyes wide open, and some of them were chanting prayers.

"Amami, mima mima, porridge porridge"

Some who were not determined and threw away their weapons fell to the ground.

Those ones

How to fight this

The black-robed general beside Dorji hurried to Dorji's side and asked Dorji nervously: "What should I do, Lord Messenger?"

On the battlefield, many slaves were busy dodging the non-stop rain of arrows due to the fighting spirit, and those special soldiers were also mixed in, preparing to complete their missions.

Dorje has been with the Dalai Lama for many years. This time he obeyed the Dalai Lama's order to search for miracles. According to ancient legends, he found one of the weird sealed places, where he saw his current faith and received the gift of strength.

and special medications.

This medicine can make you feel immortal, make you infinitely powerful, and make you not afraid of pain or death.

Although Duoji is not as resourceful as his old rival Lu Dongzan, he is ruthless enough.

"Let the soldiers take all the magic medicines given by the gods that we have brought. Songtsen Gampo, Ludongtsen, the Dalai Lama and those leaders will be doubled, and then let's launch a holy death charge in order for our true god to come.

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Chapter completed!