"Ah——" The woman in green clothes had never seen such a weapon that was beyond the times. She let out an uncontrollable scream, and her body fell to the other side of the horse's belly by instinct, and she hid in the stirrup.
In fact, even if she didn't hide, it would be impossible for a musket to hurt her. The distance between the two sides was more than fifteen meters, and the black powder produced in the Song Dynasty was seriously insufficient in power. By the time the iron sand hit a person, the power could no longer penetrate the silk.
cloth.
The iron sand that cannot penetrate silk cloth cannot penetrate the horse's hide, and it only paints the horse's body with a layer of black gray in vain. However, the white horse under the crotch of the woman in green was frightened by the roar of the musket.
I'm so out of my mind!
The poor beast let out a series of shrill screams and suddenly jumped half a foot into the air. He couldn't keep up with the mistress who was hiding in his belly. He spread his hooves and ran away.
"Snowflake, stop, stop! Stop!" The woman in Tsing Yi has a strong psychological quality, and she has recovered from the shock in the blink of an eye. With her extraordinary riding skills and skills, she quickly sat back on the saddle and hugged her with one hand.
I tried to soothe the white horse's neck, but still couldn't see any results.
Fire and loud noise are the things that livestock are most afraid of. And the more powerful the horse, the more sensitive it feels!
What's more, although the iron sand did not penetrate the horse's hide, it was hot and hot, covering an extremely large area. The stimulation it brought to the white horse was far beyond its endurance.
"Snowflake, Snowflake, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Stop, stop quickly, be careful of the pits on the ground!" The woman in green clothes was so anxious that her voice finally revealed a bit of the weakness of a normal woman.
The white horse, however, still refused to obey the order, and took her running farther and farther like lightning.
"Hahaha..." Han Qing couldn't catch up on foot and couldn't take the opportunity to expand the victory. However, he felt more comfortable than drinking cold beer in the summer. He poked his spear on the ground and laughed loudly.
In this time and space, although there are no peerless magical skills like those in martial arts novels, the martial arts commonly referred to as martial arts are real. The skills of those who practice martial arts far exceed those of the "masters" he knew in his previous life.
Since leaving Ding'an County, the skills of the opponents he encountered have been constantly improving, making it increasingly difficult for him to deal with them.
If this continues, sooner or later, he will meet a real martial arts master. By then, he may not be able to sustain three or five moves, and he will be stabbed to the ground and beheaded with a knife!
Therefore, these days, Han Qingtang looked relaxed and at ease on the surface, but deep down he was under great pressure. He was afraid that he would be overtaken by some martial arts master before he left the boundary of Yongxing Military Road.
In that case, Dou Rong will definitely choose to stay and live and die with him. Although Dou Sha does not have a close relationship with him, I am afraid that he will not leave his sister to escape alone.
After finally having a second life in the Song Dynasty, Han Qing did not want to die so early, let alone drag down Dou Rong and Dou Sha. Therefore, for the past few days, he was tossing and turning with worry almost every night.
But now, Dou Sha's unintentional behavior made his eyes suddenly clear.
It's too late to improve his martial arts skills, but he can use the knowledge he mastered in his previous life to defeat his enemies!
From the 11th century to the 21st century, no matter how fast martial arts improves, it is still restricted by the limits of the human body. However, knowledge has already broken through more than one level.
In fact, he had already unintentionally started to use some of the knowledge he had acquired in his previous life to improve his and Dou Rong's survival abilities.
For example, four-legged horse-repelling nails, such as boomerangs, such as muskets.
These objects may seem simple, but they have either never appeared in the Song Dynasty, or they have not been born in the world before. But for Han Qing, they are commonplace.
Now, from accidentally using it to finally discovering that the knowledge he had mastered in his previous life can be used as a guarantee to defeat the enemy. It is equivalent to a door appearing in front of Han Qing's eyes.
Behind the door, there is a bright light!
As long as he is given enough time to make use of the knowledge he has mastered in his previous life. Even if the opponent he encounters in the future is ten times more skilled in martial arts than the woman in green. If he wants to kill Han, I am afraid he will have to ask about the various weapons in Han's hands.
Weapons, yes or no!
"Brother Han——"
"Brother-in-law——"
Siblings Dou Rong and Dou Sha were so frightened by Han Qing's laughter that they stepped forward one after another and called in low voices.
"Smart, thank you just now. When you find someone to stay tonight, my brother-in-law will treat you to some kebabs!" Han Qing pulled Dou Sha over and rubbed his head for a while.
After he had enough rubbing, he quickly packed up his mounts with the two siblings and galloped away northwards.
This time, he did not dare to take the initiative to trouble the local branches of the Red Lotus Sect. Instead, he went straight to Huanzhou over the mountains and ridges. He planned to follow Zhang Fan's idea and go around the territory of the Party members to get rid of the pursuers from all directions.
soldiers, and then quietly returned to Hedong.
After arriving in Hedong, you can choose whether to write a letter to the Han family in Bianliang for help, or to hide in a village and build various self-defense weapons based on the situation.
The only thing he lacks now is time!
Unfortunately, the more fulfilling the ideal, the more skinny the reality.
He had only been running for a whole day, and before he could find a safe village with the Dou brothers and sisters, the charming voice of the woman in green came from the path behind him, "Han Lang, wait for me, Nunu, Nunu is chasing you.
It's such a hard chase!" "Go to hell!" Han Qing was furious, turned around from his horse, leveled a musket with one hand, and quickly took out a musket with the other hand.
"Peng", the woman in Tsing Yi, took the lead and opened a huge oil-paper umbrella. At the same time, she decisively held her mount, keeping the distance between the two parties at least twenty steps away.
"Oops!" Han Qing secretly said something bad. He had already lit the fuse and did not dare to light the fuse of the musket.
The power of the musket can't reach thirty meters anyway. And the woman in Tsing Yi obviously discovered that the range of the musket was limited, and she got a huge oil-paper umbrella from nowhere.
In this way, the iron sand shot by the musket no longer has the ability to charm the eyes. The only thing that works is probably the sound.
And since that woman could think of using an oil-paper umbrella to cover the iron sand, she naturally couldn't think of how to deal with the roar of the gun when it was fired.
Holding on to the last bit of luck, Han Qing quickly observed the woman's mount. Sure enough, he found that both ears of the white horse were tightly stuffed with silk!
"Nunu worked so hard to chase Han Lang, but why did Han Lang want Nunu to die as soon as they met!" The woman felt so proud that her words became even more ecstasy, "Han Lang, Nunu doesn't want to kill you.
Yes. Nunu wants you to go with Nunu. Nunu has everything you want!"
