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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 960 Bullets

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    Chapter 960 Bullets East Coast This is a very typical small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Even during the war years, it was not affected at all.  In fact, there were not many places in Jiangnan that were really affected by the war. Neither Shengtu nor Yang Jian dared to expand the war in Jiangnan.  This small town is particularly peaceful in the morning, and there are few pedestrians on the bluestone paved road.  The reason why people like to visit Jiangnan is because of the slow pace of life in Jiangnan, and the picturesque scenery takes second place.  People here know how to enjoy life and will never get up early when they have nothing to do.  When men in Dongyan Town have nothing to do, they wake up very late every day. Instead of washing up first, they squat in front of their homes and take a puff of hookah.  And women, even if they just go to a neighbor's house to sit, they will put on their most beautiful clothes and even have their hair combed meticulously.  There are so many small towns like this in Jiangnan.  The sound of horse hooves shattered the tranquility of the town, and the sound of the hooves was so clear.  A few old men chatting at the entrance of the village looked back lazily and were startled.  A group of majestic-looking cavalry slowly entered the town. The cavalry were wearing black armor, and the horse's hook hanging on the side of the saddle still made people feel chilly even though the blade was hidden.  Each cavalryman was carrying something like a long wooden stick on his back, and there was a deerskin bag hanging on his waist. It looked bulging and he didn't know what it was.  The most terrifying thing is the visors pulled off the iron helmets of the cavalry.  What is incompatible with the atmosphere of this quiet town is the cold murderous aura of those cavalry.  The old people in the town have never seen much of the world, so they naturally don't know that not every soldier in the army carries murderous intent.  Only soldiers who have truly experienced countless life and death battles can have such a cold and uncomfortable temperament.  If the tranquility of this small town is like a pool of water, then the cavalry team entering the town is like a ferocious crocodile.  "Guan Ye" After hearing the news, Li Zheng Zheng Sanshui ran over while putting on his clothes, stopped in front of the team and smiled flatteringly: "I don't know whose team Guan Ye belongs to, what business do you have in our town? I am here  Li Zheng of Dongyan Town, if you have any orders, just tell me and I will help you." "Have any outsiders come to this town?" asked the leader of the cavalry.  "No, our town is the most peaceful. No outsiders have ever come in." Zheng Sanshui replied with a bow and a nod.  Over the years, Dongyan Town has also seen troops and bandits. Zheng Sanshui already has some experience in dealing with these people.  He knew that these military masters must not be offended, and if he wanted to avoid suffering, he had to obey them.  "The person we are looking for is very special. If you have seen it, you will definitely be impressed." Bi took out a portrait from his arms and shook it open: "They all have bald heads like this, have you ever seen them?" "Bald heads like this?" Zheng Sanshui  His heart suddenly trembled, thinking of the bald man who was a guest in his home at this time He didn't know the origin of this bald man. He only thought that this man was very gentle, polite, and extremely knowledgeable. However, his son had never read anything about his hair.  After a few days of reading, he kept the bald head.  "Nono." Zheng Sanshui replied subconsciously. He vaguely felt that it would be difficult for him to admit that he had one hidden in his home.  "Please cooperate with me, fellow villagers. These bald heads are Buddhist disciples who were tricked from the Western Regions. They tried to assassinate the Duke of Zhen Guo a while ago and fled after the failure. These people are gentle on the surface but extremely sinister. If anyone finds it, report it immediately, otherwise  I'm afraid there will be a big disaster." "No" Zheng Sanshui murmured.  "He has one at home!" An old man at the entrance of the village suddenly stood up, pointed at Zheng Sanshui and said loudly: "I just saw a bald head in his home yesterday. He was dressed like the person in the portrait. I didn't see it when I went in. It must be  Hidden by Zheng Sanshui!" Bijiang glanced at Zheng Sanshui and then made a gesture.  The cavalry behind him immediately divided into two teams and rushed forward to surround the yard.  At this moment, a monk floated out of the courtyard and flew into the distance.  "Musket!" The leading general shouted, and the cavalrymen immediately took off the long wooden stick-like thing from their backs, and then filled the bullets while chasing the monk. It was a firearm.  Bang!  With the first gunshot, the cavalry chasing the monk opened fire one after another.  Although the accuracy of firearms while riding a horse has been greatly affected.?But what it lacks in precision, the quantity makes up for it.  After the bullet came out of the chamber, it drew a fiery snake, which was much faster than the arrow.  The monk turned around and swung the sleeves of his robe while rushing forward. The big sleeves bulged like a sail that had been fed by the wind. The bullet hitting it was like hitting a very soft but extremely tough wall.  However, if the monk wanted to dodge all the bullets, his running speed would immediately slow down.  The cavalry quickly caught up with him and formed a circle to trap him.  Behind the team, Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu came slowly on horseback and glanced at the monk: "This monk's cultivation level is not very high. The firearms battalion detachments are all attacking. He can only protect himself. It won't take long."  They will be killed. The foreigners should have relied on their numerical superiority in firearms to defeat the practitioners in Eastern Xinjiang." Xiang Qingniu nodded: "But what do you want to know when you let the firearms battalion hunt down the people of the Buddha Sect.  ?¡± ¡°I know how foreigners kill great practitioners.¡± Fang Jie shook his head: ¡°It seems that foreigners¡¯ firearms are different from mine. Practitioners above the eighth level are already able to block bullets and get away.  Retreat, as long as you don't rush forward, there is no big problem in escaping. However, the news came back from the Xiaoqiu School that a ninth-level practitioner in Eastern Xinjiang died under the weapons of foreigners, and the people who were famous in the world were already with him.  Mu Guangling learned that many practitioners in Dong Chu tried to assassinate the emperor of the Opuru Empire named Leman, but they all failed. " Xiang Qingniu frowned: "You mean, foreigners have restraints on practitioners.  Firearms?" "Maybe." Fang Jie's face looked a little ugly. He couldn't imagine what the foreigners relied on to kill the ninth-level cultivators.  In the distance, the monk finally couldn't withstand the volley of muskets as dense as a torrential rain. After a bullet penetrated his body, his internal energy was immediately suffocated, followed closely by countless bullets that engulfed his body.  The body was penetrated, and blood mist exploded.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ The preparations for the army to march north have been basically completed. The Black Flag Army dispatched many horse teams of more than a thousand people to clear out the remaining bandits.  There was only so much Fang Jie could do. After he left, he could conclude that most of the deserters under Shengtu and Yang Jian would become bandits and cause trouble for one side.  But he has to leave eventually, so he can only clean up more.  When we returned to Guyuan City, it was getting dark. Today, the firearms battalion dispatched only one monk, the one hiding in Dongyan Town.  It's not that the firearms camp is not powerful enough, but that Fang Jie has been sending people from the firearms camp to do this these days.  The monks and masters brought by Da ZiZhi were all killed by him and Xiang Qingniu. Some of them escaped, but not many.  "Still wondering what methods the foreigners used to kill the great cultivators?" Xiang Qingniu asked.  Fang Jie nodded, sipping his tea and frowning in thought.  "Zuo Mingchan just arrived after sending a message from Mouping." Fang Jie handed a secret letter in front of him to Xiang Qingniu: "There are many foreigners in Mouping City now, and Yang Shunhui, who is guarding Mouping, has completely become a foreigner.  Zuo Mingchan's letter said that the initial foreign team entered Muping disguised as merchants, came in batches, broke into pieces, and then left quietly.  It took Mu Ping half a year to form a team of tens of thousands. This foreign army was originally going to go behind Mu Guangling, but was stopped by Zhao Tianzheng who was rushing from Jiangdu. " "However, since then.  , Yang Shunhui had no way to stop the foreigners. The foreigners did not use the previous method to infiltrate the army bit by bit. Instead, the navy's fleet landed directly in Muping City, and Yang Shunhui's two guards entered the city one by one.  The soldiers all withdrew thirty miles away and ignored them. "Fang Jie sighed and said, "The one commanding the foreign troops in Muping is a Grand Duke of the Opuru Empire named Ertege.  There were no less than 100,000 people. Yang Shunhui simply hired foreign slaves, but the bloody practitioners in Muping City were not willing to accept it and organized an assassination to get rid of Ertege. As a result more than a dozen practitioners went.  They are all dead." Fang explained: "After Zuo Mingchan learned about this, he and his people planned to pick up those Jianghu guests, but they did not come out after they entered the courtyard where Ertege lived.  Mingchan ventured in to investigate and examined the corpses of the Jianghu people, and found that they were all killed by firearms. "However, Zuo Mingchan suspected that the firearms that killed the Jianghu people were unusual. He secretly knocked down one of them.  The foreign soldier checked the soldier's firearms and found nothing different. Then he went to capture an Ertege soldier alive and came out. He checked the soldier's muskets and found nothing unusual. They were equipped with our firearms camp.  The firearms are basically the same." "No difference?"   Xiang Qingniu asked curiously.  "There must be a difference, but Zuo Mingchan didn't notice it." "Then there's something wrong." Xiang Qingniu pondered for a while: "The muskets are not different, could they be bullets?" Fang Jie nodded: "Now I'm starting to doubt this too.  It's one o'clockwait" Fang Jie's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have seen so-called magicians from foreigners before. When we were on the Yunnan Road, the foreign helpers invited by Emperor Murong Shao of Nanyan had several magicians. They  The methods used are different from those of practitioners, but the effect is almost the same. They also use the vitality of heaven and earth, but they do not use the power of cultivation to activate it, but use" Fang Jie turned around and ordered: "Send someone to help.  Mu Guangling and the cavalry school in Mu Pingcheng rushed thousands of miles away and asked them to try to find some bullets used by the personal troops around the important foreign generals. "    At the same time that Fang Jie thought of something, he was thousands of miles away.  Muping City outside.  Zuo Mingchan, Qianhu of the Riding Academy, glanced at the dead body lying on the ground and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "For two whole months, this guy has been carrying it for so long! In two months, I have exhausted all my means and still can't force him to find out.  The secrets of these foreign firearms." "Qianhu!" A young knight from the Xiaoqiao School rubbed his nose, squatted down and looked at it and said, "There are no bullets on this guy. Why doesn't he have any bullets?" Zuo Mingchan snapped.  He raised his head and said, "Fuck! They only care about looking for differences in firearms and people. I even fucking thought these foreigners also have practitioners, but they only practice attaching inner energy to bullets.  But he didn¡¯t think about the bullets.¡± ¡°Let¡¯s get some!¡± He smiled: ¡°As long as you know what those foreigners rely on to kill the great practitioners, and then crack it, the good days of the foreigners will be over!¡±
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