Chapter 1142 is more than that

When Susis saw the young man in black, a sense of fear suddenly came out of his heart. It was clear that the distance between the two ships was far enough for the musket bullets to deviate and not know where it would go, but the eyes of the man seemed to fall straight on his face, as if a mountain had been pressed against his heart.

Susis is familiar with this feeling.

That's why he was afraid.

This feeling is like the feeling that Lyman's eyes stay on him every time he goes to see Lyman the Great. The man, like Lyman, gave Suses a feeling of being on the back of a mountain. But Susis was annoyed, he didn't think that a man of a weak race could bring him such pressure.

So, he wanted to fight.

His hand subconsciously touched the short gun hanging from his waist, but in the end he didn't dare to pull it out. Not to mention that this distance bullet is not so strong at all, and even if it does, it will be offset. No matter how developed the firearms of this era are, it is already good to be able to shoot the enemy within a few tens of meters.

There was a faint layer of mist on the surface of the river, so the huge and suffocating monster on the opposite side was not very clear, but it was this haze, which made people feel more and more frightened. In fact, people are like this, and when faced with something that is too big to a certain extent, they will naturally have fear.

Big dragon boat

It was at least three times longer than the ship on which Susis was riding.

Although the Oplu Empire's experience in building sea ships was far stronger than that of the Sui people, they were far inferior to the Sui people in terms of the scale of wooden warships built to the extreme. The length of the dragon boat has exceeded the extreme imagination of the people of the Opru Empire, who never imagined that the boat could be built so large.

Susis was frightened, so he immediately ordered all the musketeers to gather at once. This musketeer, of course, was not an ordinary soldier, but a god butcher musketeer sent to him by Lyman the Great. The firearms equipped by the God Butcher Musketeers are a secret among the secrets throughout the Opru Empire. Even a general of Susthis's level didn't understand why they were able to kill Han cultivators who seemed to be exceptionally powerful.

Susis understands why Lyman doesn't reveal this secret, because Lyman needs enough mysterious and powerful means to maintain his imperial prestige. It is to make everyone unable to resist him from their hearts, and to make people believe that he is the one who has truly been favored by the gods.

At Susis' side were at least eighty Butcher musketeers. And Lyman sent him at least five hundred.

These musketeers could not distinguish themselves from ordinary soldiers in their clothing, only the golden bullet pouches hanging from their waists showed their identity.

"Han Chinese!"

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 something to say to me?" I am the commander of this naval fleet, Susis, and if you have come to surrender, I can accept it on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor of the Opru Empire. ”

"I'll fuck your mother."

Xiang Qingniu, who was standing behind Fang Jie, was angered by this lame but understood Chinese, he swept out from behind Fang Jie, and when the wide sleeves of his robe were unfolded, the person flew out of the big boat like a fat eagle, and landed lightly on the river, and rushed towards the enemy boat with his feet on the river.

Fang Xie didn't expect Xiang Qingniu to suddenly launch it, and it was too late to stop it.

"Shoot!"

Frightened, Susis immediately ordered!

The Slaughter God Musketeer, who had been ready for a long time, began to shoot, and when Xiang Qingniu was about to approach the big ship, the sound of the gun's dense gunfire exploded on the bow of the ship, and Susis, who was pulled to the back, could not see anything, he 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 surface of the river, and Da Zhoutian's majestic internal strength immediately erupted, rolling towards the God Butcher musketeer on the big ship like an angry dragon. At this time, the second-row musketeers who had taken over the position had stepped forward and fired a second round of bullets at Xiang Qingniu.

At this moment, Fang Jie's eyes changed violently while standing on the bow of the big dragon boat.

He leapt and swept away from the big boat, his black figure flashing across the water like electricity.

Xiang Qingniu was heavily rolled up on the bow of the ship, and at least fifty God Butcher Musketeers who had not had time to evacuate at the front were shocked by his blow and flew backwards, most of them had already died before they fell to the ground. Xiang Qingniu wanted to plunder the big ship and kill the foreigner general directly, but when he was about to raise his anger, he felt that something was wrong.

The body is a little heavy, and it is impossible to borrow strength on the water.

At this time, Fang Xie arrived, pulled a handful of Xiang Qingniu and continued to rush forward.

Before the rest of the God Butcher musketeers could gather, Fang Xie smashed his fist into the bow of the big ship, and with great force, he actually smashed the bow of the ship into a large chunk!

The river began to pour into the big boat, but Fang Xie seemed to have no intention of fighting, and pulled Xiang Qingniu back quickly

"What a fucking evil door!"

Xiang Qingniu opened his mouth in pain, and his scolding appearance made people feel a little distressed. Two medics were nervously slicing open the wound for him, trying to rip out the thing that had sunk into his bones.

"It's really evil."

Fang Xie glanced at Xiang Qingniu, waved his hand and motioned for the military doctor to get out of the way, he took the scissors and treated Xiang Qingniu's wound with his own hands: "With your internal strength, it is impossible for an ordinary bullet to break open." If you use the Dao Heart to protect your body, even the cannonballs may not be able to do anything to you. But there is something strange about what these musketeers use, and they can easily pierce your Great Week Strength and then hit you again. ”

Xiang Qingniu scolded angrily: "It's really fucking unreasonable! ”

Fang Xie couldn't help but smile: "For foreigners, your cultivation is really fucking unreasonable."

With a click, a small round object was taken out by Fang Xie with scissors and placed on an iron plate. According to the impact force of the bullet, the general lead bullet is stuck in the bone after hitting the person, and it must be deformed. But the thing remained in its original shape, round like a pearl.

Crystal clear.

"If I were you, you would have left me alone, jumped on the boat and grabbed some bullets to see what it was."

Xiang Qingniu glanced at Fang Xie dissatisfied.

Fang Xie opened his palm, and there was a red spot in his palm. Xiang Qingniu took a closer look and found that it was not a red spot at all, but a small hole had been broken, and the flesh was exposed.

"Although I didn't get on the boat, when I hit the bow of the boat with my punch, all the soldiers fell, and when a foreigner soldier was about to reload his bullet fell, the bag in his hand fell without grabbing it, and I reached out to catch one of them and that's it."

Fang Xie withdrew his hand: "These bullets have extremely strong penetrating power, and they can not care about the power of cultivation at all, and they themselves seem to have the ability to melt through everything, even if it is the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth." When this bullet flew in mid-air, no matter how violent the air currents were, it had no effect on it. ”

"Not affected by qi?"

After Xiang Qingniu finished asking this sentence, he suddenly frowned in pain.

"What's wrong?"

Fang asked.

"What did you just use to burn me?"

Xiang Qingniu asked rhetorically.

Fang Xie looked down and found that Xiang Qingniu's wound had gradually turned black, and even on the bones that were stuck with the bullet before, there were already black spots. Fang Xie casually picked up a sharp knife from the iron plate, ripped off the whole piece of meat with a twist of his wrist, and then scraped the bone of Xiang Qingniu a few times with the knife.

"Fuck me!"

Xiang Qingniu scolded in pain, and his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat.

Fang Xie held him down with one hand, and continued to scrape the bones with the knife in one hand very steadily, and after a minute, he was relieved to make sure that no black spots appeared again. Then he took out a small cloth bag from the sleeve of Xiang Qingniu's wide robe, and when he opened it, there were three small white jade bottles inside.

"Which one?"

Fang asked.

"The biggest one, hey, you pour less, that thing is just this bottle, it's very valuable, do you understand!"

"You're such a genius at yourself."

Fang Xie poured a whole bottle of wound medicine on Xiang Qingniu's wound, and then wrapped it in a clean white cloth: "It should have similar abilities as the big stone we made on the north mountain of Chang'an City, but it is much weaker, once it comes into contact with a person's body, it will corrode, whether it is meat or bones, you still don't worry about your injury medicine now, or worry about whether you will have any sequelae." ”

"Isn't it?"

Xiang Qingniu couldn't see the injury on his shoulder, but he could feel a sense of weakness. That's why, when he's on the river, he suddenly becomes unstable. Obviously, the damage that this kind of bullet can do to a cultivator is far more than a red wound on the surface.

"It's kind of interesting."

Fang Xie took a few steps with the iron plate and sat on the chair, carefully looking at the bullet the size of a fingernail on his little thumb. It looks like this thing is just like the fine jade carving, but it is more rounded than the carved one, and it is natural. Judging by the fact that there is no deformation, this thing is very hard. But since it can be processed into bullets, it means that it is more checked than the thing on the north mountain of Chang'an City.

was caught by the stone on the mountain, and the power of the sword that Fang Xie realized couldn't be broken.

"What we should pay attention to most now is this thing's disregard for the power of cultivation."

Fang explained: "If it can burn my hands, even if you wear iron armor, it may not work." Speaking of the lethality of this thing, the most important thing is the corrosive power, and it will not be affected by internal strength and ensures that the more advanced the hit rate, the more conceited the power of one's cultivation, no one would have thought that you couldn't stop a bullet, and I didn't have time to stop it when you jumped off the bow of the ship, and it was also because I didn't think you couldn't even stop the bullet. ”

This is also the reason why practitioners die in large numbers at the hands of such bullets. Cultivators are conceited, and they feel that their body protection strength is much stronger than that of iron armor, so they will rush forward unscrupulously. Once you rush past and get into the enemy's range, it's basically impossible to dodge again. ”

Xiang Qingniu said: "Most people with advanced cultivation should be like me, and they don't dodge at all, because they will feel that they don't need to dodge, and they can completely ignore the bullets." But who would have thought that it was the bullets that completely ignored our cultivation power? ”

"But that's not enough"

Fang Xie suddenly said.

"What's not enough?"

Xiang Qingniu asked.

"With these bullets alone, you can indeed kill a cultivator. But those who wield firearms are themselves weak, and practitioners are perfectly capable of assassinating enemy generals without attracting the attention of those musketeers. Even if there are guards around the enemy general all the time, even when he is sleeping, there is no chance to assassinate the other party. However, from the beginning of the war in Eastern Xinjiang to the present, the level of the foreign generals who died in assassination is not high, and none of the real senior commanders who have died in Eastern Chu have also assassinated Lyman countless times, and Lyman has also been unscathed, these bullets alone are not enough! ”

Fang Xie looked outside, and his tone became heavier and heavier: "In the hands of the enemy, there must be something we don't know, and that thing is the means for them to save their lives." ”