The barrel of the gun is roaring, the bullet is roaring.
Among various systems, the technology side is the most bully and afraid of the strong.
As long as you are weaker than it, it will be able to restrain you. A first-class master who has trained hard for thirty years can kill him with just a few bullets.
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!"
Wang Xu held up two Gatling six-barreled cannons, like self-propelled humanoid Gundams, and fired wildly at the surrounding Taoist soldiers.
The Gatling gun, also known as the Vulcan gun in the firearms industry, is said to fire 5,000 bullets per minute, and the metal storm it creates can break a 30-centimetre-thick wall.
There was a constant clicking sound, and golden bullet shells fell to the ground one after another. Then the Taoist soldiers fell down in pieces like wheat.
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and wiped his eyes in disbelief, unable to believe that this was true.
Wang Xu ignored him and just opened fire wildly at the Dao soldiers. Looking at the Dao soldiers falling down like a wave of wheat, he felt as if he were playing a Resident Evil game and using a machine gun to kill zombies.
Cool!!
The bullets roared, and the palm-long machine gun bullets often penetrated the first Taoist soldier and caused secondary damage to the Taoist soldiers behind.
These two thousand Taoist soldiers, even if Wang Xu were to kill them by himself, would be killed until they were out of breath.
And under Gatlin's roar, in just three minutes, there were only stumps and broken arms left in the square. There was really no one who could fight.
"What kind of weapon is this? It's so powerful, I'm afraid I can't even resist it!" Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Ye Zhiqiu walked up with a pale face.
Wang Xu breathed out, put away the Gatling with the red barrel, and nodded in agreement.
Ye Zhiqiu is a Taoist priest who practices Qi-liu. Before he has cultivated Yuanshen, he will die if he is shot by Gatling.
Of course, if it were to reach the point where the Yuanshen could leave the body and travel three thousand miles a day, the real Yuanshen would kill soldiers armed with thermal weapons, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
For example, Yan Chixia can use her soul to leave her body. The soul that leaves her body cannot be seen with the naked eye, but he can use his soul to wield a sword and kill people invisibly.
In modern society, even an armored division cannot withstand Yan Chixia's killings, and thermal weapons are of no use to Yuanshen and Yinhun.
"Let's go to Qianqing Palace. It's time to meet the real master." Wang Xu walked forward, took out the armor from the ring, and armed himself in the armor.
Ye Zhiqiu had many things to ask, but he swallowed them back. After all, the current situation was not suitable for small talk.
Without saying a word, the two of them walked together towards Qianqing Palace.
When he arrived at the gate of Qianqing Palace, the shoulder cannon on Wang Xu's shoulder automatically raised its head and fired an energy shell at the palace gate with minimal firepower.
boom!!
With a roar, the door of Qianqing Palace was blown away, revealing the dark entrance.
Wang Xu reached out and blocked Ye Zhiqiu, who was about to rush in, and threw a flare with his backhand.
call
The flares emitted white firelight, illuminating the Qianqing Palace.
Wang Xu looked inside through the firelight and saw a huge dragon bed, suspended in mid-air by ropes.
What caught his attention was that there was a dragon pillar in each of the four corners of the southeast, northwest and northwest. The bottom of the dragon pillar was connected to a copper pipe, and a five-clawed golden dragon hovering above it spit out the dragon's mouth in the direction of the dragon bed.
It sprayed out streams of black mist.
"It's corpse energy!"
Seeing the black mist, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized and said: "I understand, the copper pipes in the mouths of the zombies are used to absorb the corpse air. The corpse air of hundreds of zombies is continuously extracted with the copper pipes, and then again
Teleport here and provide it to "
"Provide it to me!"
A hoarse whisper came from the palace, and a Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe and a purple cloud crown sat up from the dragon bed.
This Taoist's face was as white as jade, and he didn't look ferocious at all. Instead, he looked sickly.
It happened that such a sick person made Wang Xu's heart suddenly tighten, and he felt like he was being targeted by a prehistoric beast.
"I am obsessed with cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism. I have nothing to do with the world. In order to protect my people, I would rather surrender to Daning. What is wrong with me?"
"I hate that Marquis of Danling. He promised me to treat my soldiers well, but for the sake of his own merits, he killed good people and defrauded them. After I surrendered, he killed all 100,000 troops. It is said that the world is not settled, and the remnants of the previous dynasty must not be left behind.
I hate it!"
The Taoist stood up from the dragon bed, his ferocious face was covered with black energy, and two corpse teeth were exposed: "I want revenge, I want to kill the villain who went back on his word, I want to kill the man who talks about Tianxian and threatens to surrender.
I will destroy the Emperor Daning who refuses to kill him!"
The last King of Yan, dressed as a Taoist priest, looked ferocious, but he did not look like he had lost his mind.
Just as Wang Xu was about to speak, Ye Zhiqiu said first, "It's true or false, that's not what the history books say!"
According to historical records, the last king of Yan was mediocre and immoral, and used boys and girls to refine the elixir, causing widespread dissatisfaction under his rule.
In the second year of Daningli, the imperial court dispatched Danling Hou to send troops to Fuzhou. The people along the way lined the streets to welcome Wang's army, and the counties he passed through watched the wind and descended.
The last king of Yan went against the grain and defended the royal city in an attempt to resist the king's master.
In one day, the city was broken, a hundred thousand troops were defeated, King Yan was nowhere to be found, and Fuzhou was defeated in a battle. This is what is recorded in the history books of Daning.
"History books, history books are written by the victors."
King Yan laughed angrily, with endless regret in his tone, and whispered: "I, King Yan, have been in charge of Fuzhou for a total of two hundred and thirty-one years. No matter how stupid and unprincipled I am, I am no better than King Zhou."
It is impossible that there is not a single person in the prefectures and counties along the way who is willing to fight to the death, right? What a shame, if I hadn’t ordered the army and the people to surrender to Daning, he would have only a hundred generals and thirty thousand soldiers at Danling Hou, how could he have defeated Fuzhou in one battle!
"
"Hateful, hateful, hateful"
Three hateful sounds in a row all showed the regret in King Yan's heart and his unwillingness to be liquidated.
It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now.
Wang Xu didn't pity King Yan at all. A person who left his destiny in the control of others could not blame others for his downfall. He could only say that he was responsible for his own misfortune.
"What happened next?" Compared to Wang Xu's indifference, Ye Zhiqiu was saddened by the death of the rabbit and asked impatiently.
King Yan had already stepped down from the dragon bed at this time, and his voice turned from excitement to coldness, and he continued without emotion: "Soldiers were killed, generals were captured, I am a wild solitary, even if I have two magic skills, I can't
What can I do? I can only live on my back, retreat to the underground palace, and wait for the opportunity to survive. Unfortunately, God does not fulfill my wishes, and my destiny is in Daning. The longer I wait, the more desperate I become.
In the end, I decided to turn into a zombie. Even if I become a zombie, I will wait until the day when the Daning Dynasty loses its national destiny and the country collapses. Haha, hahaha, I finally waited. I just want to wait for the world to be in chaos.
The king will lead the corpse soldiers to counterattack, and I will let Emperor Ning experience the despair I experienced back then!"
Wang Xu didn't say anything. He summed it up. This was the story of an idiot who was a monk and was deceived.
After being deceived, he tried his best to seek revenge. When Daning's national fortune was strong, he kept his tail between his legs. Now that the world is in chaos, he plans to go out and show off his power.
As for surrendering the city and killing 100,000 soldiers, in Wang Xu's opinion, it was not unjust at all.
You must know that in the second year of Daning, Taizu Taizu of Daning had just launched his army and did not have an advantage against the Yuan Dynasty.
Under such circumstances, if he were the Marquis of Danling, he would not allow these surrendered troops to survive.
Because there are only 30,000 troops in Danlinghou, if these 100,000 troops are recruited and surrendered, who knows what will happen to these surrendered troops if someone comes out to raise their arms.
Ci did not control the army. For the sake of Fuzhou's stability, these people had to die. The mistake did not lie in Daning, the last king of Yan, or even Danlinghou, but in the wrong timing at that time.
If the world has been settled, Ning Ding is settled, and Fuzhou is on the edge, King Yan will not only not die if he surrenders, but will show his great kindness because he is devoted to cultivating Taoism, rich and worry-free, just like Liu Chan after surrendering.
The mistake was that the timing of King Yan's surrender was wrong. In the fight for the dragon, one was ebbing and the other was escalating. Any decision must be made with caution.
At that time, the safest way was to kill King Wu Dao of Yan and lose all the 100,000 troops. This would ensure that there was no resistance in Fuzhou.
As for the people of Fuzhou, if they casually announce a few charges, such as finding several boys and girls who had their hearts and lungs ripped out in Prince Yan's palace, they can be nailed to a rack of shame.
Wei Zheng once said that the people are like water and the king is like a boat. Water can carry a boat or capsize it.
Do you really think this sentence means that rulers are like ships and people are like water. Water can not only allow the ship to sail safely, but also overthrow, engulf and sink the ship?
No, what Wei Zheng really means is that the common people are as impermanent as water, ignorant and untrustworthy, while the monarch is a big ship built on water.
Only if the boat suppresses the water will it not be overturned by the water. If the assistant follows the water and is restricted by the water everywhere, then the only way to destroy the boat is to destroy the people.
The ultimate goal of this sentence is to advise Li Shimin to use the policy of obscuring the people and not to take the people too seriously. After all, the people are ignorant. As long as they are properly guided, they can confuse right and wrong. Never trust the sincerity.
The last King of Yan was sincere to the people and believed that he surrendered for the sake of the people.
But when he turned around, the people who wanted to kill him were the people who had entrusted him with their sincerity. I have to say that this was really an irony.
People's hearts, what is people's hearts, Wang Xu will answer, people's hearts are the hearts that succumb to power.
A gentleman's favor can be killed in five lifetimes, but a life-saving grace can be forgotten in ten years.
There is no strong suppression and no rule of law. Just look at what Libya is like now. The Libyan people back then believed that Libya under the rule of President Qatar was not free and yearned for the Western free world.
Now, Kazuo is gone, Libya is free, and no one cares about walking around with his AK on his back, many people are beginning to miss Kazuo again.
Wang Xu couldn't understand what these people were thinking. He had to finish the sex with tears in his eyes. How could he leave in the middle of the show?