Fang Xing touched the big white horse's head, sootheed it, and then ordered: "Prepare the grenade."

The arrival of monk soldiers gave great encouragement to the Japanese army that could no longer support them. They mustered up Yu Yong and followed them on both wings.

This is the last hope of the Japanese and the last moment that determines the future of North Korea.

Ashikaga Yoshiji was paying attention, behind the city gate was Zhang Fu, who was following countless cavalrymen.

Zhu Zhanji beside Fang Xing was trembling all over, nervous and excited.

"Brother Dehua, you have to step back and suck their morale."

Fang Xing shook his head and smiled, "Faced with the Japanese, the Ming Dynasty cannot retreat. I want to break the Japanese's backbone in one battle, so..."

"go ahead!"

Fang Xing pointed at the monk soldier and shouted.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The rumbling sound of cannons seemed to be a footnote to this sentence, sweeping down a large number of monks who rushed to the front.
Chapter completed!