The surviving soldiers of the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom received their orders and immediately fled back.
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, which one of them is the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom's army supervisor?]
Guagua: [The fellow in silver-gray armor who lost his helmet while running.]
Song Yaoyao took out the Sniper Rifle, aimed at the army supervisor's head, and fired.
The army supervisor fell from his horse, dead on the spot.
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, I got him.
Good thing I turned the Gun into a Sniper Rifle ahead of time and had it ready in my hands. It really came in handy.]
In the past, when the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom's soldiers retreated, the Heavenly Phoenix Kingdom's forces would not pursue them.
But today was different. Suppressed by cannon fire, the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom's troops had no ability to fight back. The Heavenly Phoenix Kingdom's soldiers could ride the momentum of victory and kill a few more enemies.
They pursued them all the way to the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom's city walls, where countless arrows rained down from above, stopping the Heavenly Phoenix Kingdom's soldiers from advancing any farther.
Only then did the Heavenly Phoenix Kingdom's soldiers reluctantly withdraw.
When Maternal Grandfather Ning and the others returned, they could not hide their excitement.
Her seventh uncle, Ning Dongze, looked at Song Yaoyao and said:
"Yaoyao, we won! In all our time fighting this war, we've never won so easily before.
It was all thanks to those weapons."
"I saw that we won.
Those weapons were specifically designed to counter fire lances.
I saw that the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom's fire lances have to be lit before they can fire. They're far too outdated.
In the time it takes them to light the fuse, our cannons have already blasted them."
"We noticed that too."
Song Yaoyao continued,