"Move!" Lian Wei pushed the small soldiers near the Baihong arrow aside, he shouted and lifted the rocket of more or less one hundred pounds, and smashed it onto the enormous Baihong bow. He wiped away the rainwater on his face and calibrated the bow with his hands.

The first rocket was blown into the sky by the Baihong bow. In the air, the iron shell at the tail of the rocket fell away. The glint of Ziliujin resembled an impenetrable flaming torch, boosting the speed of the rocket, passing by like a meteor, grazing the flag of the Sea Monster and falling into the water nearby.

The flying banner of the Holy See was torn into a piece of cloth by the tremendous impact, dispersed in the wind, but the momentum of the rocket did not stop, hitting directly at a Western Sea Monster currently wreaking havoc, exploding into bright fireworks on the ocean.

Without the commander's order, the Black Iron Camp dared not retreat even one step.

When the news of the attack on Da Gu Harbor arrived that night, Gu Yun was going through the capital defense with Tan Hong Fei and Han Qi — commander of the Imperial Army, for the final time.

Hearing this news, Han Qi almost jumped up from his seat, he shouted. "How could it be so fast!"

Gu Yun's expression darkened: "Who is the commander of the Northern Sea Navy?"

"Lian Wei," Tan Hong Fei added a moment later, the rims of his eyes reddened, “He was a deputy of mine that year."

Gu Yun's eyes twitched slightly: “Commander Han."

Han Qi understood his intention, "Yes, this general will return to the capital immediately. You can rest assured, even if the Imperial Army only has the young master type of soldier, the only burial place for us is at the foot of the imperial capital!"

Gu Yun took a deep look at him and suddenly opened the tent: "Can those old men in Ling Shu Institute hurry up?"

Before his words were even finished, a messenger came up and said, "Grand Marshal, Yan Bei Wang has arrived!"

Gu Yun turned around, Chang Geng's horse had already came up front, and he was pulling on the reins: "Marshal, Ling Shu Institute has repaired the existing black iron armors, 1000 Heavy Armors, 500 Eagle armors, split the Light Armor suits into pieces, three thousand pairs of wrist buckles, four thousand pairs of iron leg guards. Another batch of four thousand pairs of shoulder guards will be sent over later.”

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Tan Hong Fei, who followed Gu Yun out of the marshal's tent, was stunned. He never dreamed that one day, he would be able to put on the Black Armor again. Suddenly, his heart that was filled with sorrow all but vanished. He felt that after this battle, even if blood was shed and heads would fall, it would all be worthwhile.