"Defend the city?" Sun Meng couldn't help but sneer, feeling confident about the Ninth-Grade Red-Coat Cannons at this moment, and said, "With our Red Coat Cannon here, how can a small Bing City stop our army?"
Chen Mo took the Thousand-Mile Mirror from Xia Zhining's hand and observed for a moment, then said, "Although the Red Coat Cannon is powerful, it's not almighty, and we don't have much Flower Bullet left. We must use it sparingly."
The Flower Bullet was developed not long ago, so there was no time to increase production. Over a few months, not many were made, and we brought all of them.
Used some in Guan Mountain Plain, used some in Yao'er City, already not much left.
The same goes for Pottery Bomb.
Sun Meng was taken aback: "Marquis, are we not storming the city tomorrow?"
