Chapter 1,142 More than that When Susis saw the young Han man in black clothes, he suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of fear in his heart. They were obviously far apart, the distance between the two ships was enough for the musket bullets to deflect and fly to unknown directions, but the look in his eyes seemed to fall straight on his face, as if a mountain was weighing on his heart. Suthis is familiar with this feeling. That¡¯s why he is afraid. This feeling is exactly like the feeling that Lyman's eyes stay on him every time he goes to see Emperor Lyman. That man, like Lehmann, gave Susis a feeling of being on top of a mountain. But Susis was very annoyed. He didn't think that a person from a weak nation could bring such pressure to him. So, he wanted to fight. His hand subconsciously touched the blunderbuss hanging by his waist, but in the end he did not dare to pull out the blunderbuss. Not to mention that the bullets at this distance are not that powerful at all. Even if they were, they would deflect. No matter how advanced the firearms of this era are, it is already good to be able to kill an enemy within a few dozen meters. There is a light layer of fog on the river, so the huge and suffocating monster on the opposite side is not very clear, but it is this haziness that makes people feel more and more scared. In fact, people are like this. When faced with things that are large enough, they will naturally feel fear. The big dragon boat is at least three times longer than the warship Susis rides on. Although the Opulu Empire¡¯s experience in building sea-going ships was far greater than that of the Sui people, they were far inferior to the Sui people in terms of building wooden warships to the extreme scale. The length of the dragon boat has exceeded the imagination of the people of the Opulu Empire. They never thought that the boat could be built so big. Susis was frightened, so he immediately ordered all the musketeers to gather immediately. Of course, this kind of musketeer is not an ordinary soldier, but a god-killing musketeer sent to him by Emperor Lyman. The firearms equipped by the God-Slaying Musketeers are secrets among secrets throughout the Opuru Empire. Even generals at the level of Susis didn't understand why they could kill those Han practitioners who seemed to be particularly powerful. Susis understood why Lyman did not reveal this secret. It was because Lyman needed enough mysterious and powerful means to maintain his imperial dignity. The purpose is to make everyone unable to resist him from the bottom of their hearts, and to make people believe that he is the one who is truly favored by God. There were at least eighty God-Slaying Musketeers beside Susis. And Lyman sent him at least five hundred people. These musketeers are indistinguishable from ordinary soldiers in terms of clothing. Only the golden bullet bags hanging on their waists can show their identity. "Han people!" Under this invisible and silent pressure, Susis finally couldn't help but speak first. He put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted to the people on the huge battleship: "Do you have anything? What do you want to say to me? I am Susis, the commander of this naval fleet. If you come to surrender, I can accept it on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor of the Opuru Empire." "Fuck your mother." Xiang Qingniu behind him was irritated by this poor but understandable Chinese sentence. He suddenly untied himself from Fang and swept out. When the broad sleeves of his robe were unfolded, he flew out of the ship like a fat eagle. , landed lightly on the river, stepped on the river water and rushed towards the enemy ship. Fang Jie didn¡¯t expect Xiang Qingniu to suddenly launch his attack, and it was too late to stop him. "Shoot!" The frightened Susis immediately ordered! The God-Slaying Musketeers, who had been ready for a long time, started shooting. When Xiang Qingniu was approaching the ship, a dense volley of gunfire exploded on the bow. Susis, who was pulled behind, could not see anything. I desperately wanted to know if the Han man who seemed to be able to fly was dead. The answer is yes. No. Xiang Qingniu pushed forward with both hands on the river, and the powerful inner energy of the Great Zhoutian burst out, like an angry dragon, rolling towards the God-Slaying Musketeer on the big ship. At this moment, the second row of musketeers who took over the position had already stepped forward and fired a second round of bullets at Xiang Qingniu. At this moment, Fang Jie, who was standing on the bow of the big dragon boat, suddenly changed his eyes. He jumped off the big ship, and his black figure flashed across the water like lightning. Xiang Qingniu's inner strength was heavily rolled up on the bow of the ship. At least fifty of the God-Slaying Musketeers at the front who had no time to evacuate were knocked backwards by his blow. Most of them were killed before they fell to the ground. Xiang Qingniu originally wanted to board the ship and kill the foreign general directly, but when he was about to cheer up, he felt something was wrong. My body feels a little heavier, and I can¡¯t rely on my strength on the water. At this moment Fang Jie arrived, pulled Xiang Qingniu and continued to rush forward. Before the remaining God-Slaying Musketeers could gather together, Fang Jie punched the bow of the big ship. The huge force caused a large piece of the bow to fly off! The river water began to pour into the big ship, but Fang Jie seemed to have no intention of fighting, and pulled Xiang Qingniu back quickly. "What a fucking evil!" Xiang Qingniu opened his mouth in pain, and the way he cursed made people feel a little distressed. . Two military doctors were nervously cutting open his wound, trying to dig out the thing stuck in his bones. "It's really evil." Fang Jie glanced at Xiang Qingniu and waved his hand to signal the military doctor to get out of the way. He took the scissors and treated Xiang Qingniu's wounds with his own hands: "Based on your ability to protect your body, ordinary bullets won't be able to protect your body at all. It may be broken. If you use Dao Heart to protect your body, even the shells may not be able to do anything to you. But the things these musketeers use are really weird, and they can easily penetrate your Great Zhou Tian Inner Energy. Hit you." Xiang Qingniu yelled angrily: "You are so fucking unreasonable!" Fang Jie couldn't help but smile: "For foreigners, your cultivation is also really unreasonable. With a click, Fang Jie picked out a small round object with scissors and placed it on the iron plate on the side. According to the impact force of the bullet, an ordinary lead bullet will definitely deform after hitting a person and getting stuck in the bones. But this thing still maintains its original shape, as round as a pearl. Crystal clear. "If I were you, you would have ignored me and jumped on the boat to grab some bullets to see what they were." Xiang Qingniu glanced at Fang Jie dissatisfied. Fang Jie opened his palms, and there was a red spot in his palms. Xiang Qingniu took a closer look and discovered that it was not a red spot at all, but a small hole, with flesh and blood exposed. "Although I didn't get on the boat, when I punched the bow of the boat, all the soldiers fell down. When a foreign soldier who was about to load bullets fell, he didn't catch the bag in his hand and fell. I stretched out my hand. I caught one of them and that's it." Fang Jie took back his hand and said, "These bullets have extremely strong penetrating power, and they don't care about the power of cultivation at all. It seems to have the ability to penetrate everything. Even the vitality of heaven and earth. When this bullet is flying in the air, no matter how violent the airflow is, it will not be affected. "What's wrong?" Fang Jie asked. "What did you use to burn me just now?" Xiang Qingniu asked back. Fang Jie looked down and found that Xiang Qingniu's wound had gradually turned black, and even the bones where the bullet had been stuck had black spots. Fang Jie casually picked up a sharp knife from the iron plate, cut off the entire piece of meat with a twist of his wrist, and then scraped the bones of Xiang Qingniu a few times with the knife. "Holy shit!" Xiang Qingniu cursed in pain, and his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat. Fang Jie held him down with one hand and continued scraping the bones with the knife in one hand. After a minute, he was relieved when he was sure that no black spots appeared again. Then he took out a small cloth bag from Xiang Qingniu's wide sleeve. After opening it, there were three small white jade bottles inside. "Which one?" Fang Jie asked. "Hey, the biggest one, please pour less. This is the only bottle of that thing. It's very valuable. Do you understand?" "You are so stingy about yourself, you are really a genius." Fang Jie poured out a whole bottle of wound medicine. They poured it on Xiang Qingniu's wound, and then wrapped it with a clean white cloth: "It should have similar power to the big stone we got on the north mountain of Chang'an City, but it is much weaker. Once it comes into contact with people's The body will corrode, whether it is meat or bones. You should not worry about your injuries now, or worry about whether you will have any sequelae. " "No." Xiang Qingniu couldn't see the injury on his shoulder. , but he could feel a sense of weakness. This is why he suddenly became unable to maintain stability when he was on the river. Obviously, the damage caused by such bullets to practitioners is far more than the superficial red wounds. "It's interesting." Fang Jie walked a few steps with the iron plate and sat on the chair, carefully looking at the bullet the size of his little fingernail. It looks like this thing is carved from fine jade, but it is more rounded and natural. Judging from the lack of deformation, this thing is very hard.??. But since it can be processed into bullets, it means that it is better than the thing on the north mountain of Chang'an City. The power of the sword that Fang Jie realized could not be broken by that stone on the mountain. "The most important thing to pay attention to now is that this thing ignores the power of cultivation." Fang explained: "It can burn my hands, even wearing iron armor may not be effective. Speaking of the lethality of this thing, the most important thing is It has corrosive power, and it is not affected by internal energy and ensures the hit rate. The more advanced people are in cultivation, the more conceited they are in their own cultivation. No one would think that you can't stop a bullet. You I didn¡¯t have time to stop you when you jumped off the bow, and I didn¡¯t do it because I didn¡¯t think you could even stop the bullets.¡± ¡°This is why practitioners die in large numbers at the hands of such bullets. The person is arrogant and thinks that his body protection is much stronger than the armor, so he rushes forward unscrupulously. Once he rushes into the enemy's range, it is basically impossible to avoid it. " Xiang Qingniu said: "Most people with advanced cultivation, like me, would not dodge at all, because they feel that they don't need to dodge and can completely ignore the bullets. But who would have thought that bullets completely ignore our cultivation? "Power?" "But that's not enough," Fang Jie suddenly said. "What's not enough?" Xiang Qingniu asked. "With these bullets alone, practitioners can indeed be killed. But those who control the firearms themselves are very weak. Practitioners are fully capable of assassinating enemy generals without attracting the attention of the musketeers. Even if the enemy generals are always around them Even if there are guards around when sleeping, there is still a chance to assassinate the opponent. However, from the beginning of the war in Dongjiang to the present, the foreign generals who have died in assassinations are not of high rank, and none of the real high-ranking commanders have killed Dongchu practitioners. We have assassinated Lyman countless times, and Lyman was unscathed. These bullets alone are not enough!" Fang Jie looked outside and his tone became heavier: "There must be something else in the enemy's hands that we don't know about, and that thing is not enough! This is how they save their lives.¡±