Qian Weining is 31 years old this year, so he has not participated in the war 17 years ago, but he has still heard of Middle-earth weapons.

However, when he heard others describe the guns, he was always a little skeptical. It was not until this moment that he realized how cruel this thing was.

"This place is on the edge of Ghent City, so you can't see the power of other weapons. Pistols are just the least powerful ones," Ren Xiaosu explained: "Its characteristic is that their accuracy is much higher than that of bows and arrows, and its power is also much higher than that of bows and arrows, and its speed is extremely fast and almost impossible to avoid."

Chen Jingshu said: "This thing is much more powerful than sleeve arrows."

For example, people like Chen Jingshu and Qian Weining can understand the gap between guns and bows in an instant, while Meigo and Li Chengguo and Liu Ting can only stay at the stage of "so amazing!" "Wow!" "Damn!" They know that this thing is powerful, but they don't know how powerful it is...

Ren Xiaosu stuffed the pistol into Qian Weining's hand: "I have the opportunity to take you to practice your marksmanship these days. After you get familiar with it, I will equip each of you with one, and then 100 rounds of bullets per person."

Qian Weining was immediately moved: "Master, can you give this thing to us? You are so generous!"

"Ahem, you all have sworn allegiance. Of course I can't hide my own personal gain," Ren Xiaosu said.

Chen Jingshu hesitated for a moment: "Can you sell me one? I can pay for it. Is one hundred gold coins enough?"

To be honest, Ren Xiaosu really wanted to make an arms deal with the Wizard Kingdom at this moment. A pistol could actually get a hundred gold coins here? Is this a big profit?

However, Ren Xiaosu did not accept the transaction in the end, but gave Chen Jingshu one directly. He stuffed the pistol into the other party's hand and said, "I can give it to you for free, but before I teach you how to shoot, you should not use it, as something will happen easily. Also, remember that this thing is extremely dangerous and the gun can never be pointed at your own people."

The reason why Ren Xiaosu suddenly thought of distributing guns to these people was that he suddenly felt that he might have taken some detours before.

What he thought before was to set up the first wizard knights. This spell turret regiment with extremely strong combat power is just like a bomber. It is strong even if you think about it, and it doesn't cost money or waste arms.

But later Ren Xiaosu thought, anyway, pistols and automatic rifles are not worth much money, and bullets are not worth much money, so why didn’t he arm these people into modern troops before they became wizards?

With the automatic rifle, the machine gun is used to lift the cavalry and attack it? If you find a favorable terrain, it would be fine if more than one hundred people beat thousands of cavalry?

Moreover, Qian Weining showed his unique skill on the way north: the secret distance measurement method!

This thing sounds mysterious, but it is actually just a thumb up to make a reference to the secret position to calculate the distance between the enemy.

In other words, Qian Weining is simply a natural artillery bloke... After a little training, he can carry a long-distance mortar and run around. Although it is a physical blow, it is actually not much different from witchcraft, right? Moreover, this is much crueler than those little wizards...

Even Ren Xiaosu dares not say that he can ignore the artillery fire now. At most, he can dodge the ballistics. If there are shells hit him, he will die.

Something that re-elected Xiaosu is afraid of, let alone wizards.

Therefore, before establishing the Knights of the Wizards, it is better to establish the first modern force in the Wizards Kingdom. Anyway, he has arms...

"Let's go, go in first," Ren Xiaosu said.

Chen Jingshu held up a flashlight in front of him, and everyone's footsteps made a clattering sound when they stepped on the sewage. The sound echoed in the pipes, which sounded particularly abrupt.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the wall of the sewer and saw some strange graffiti, some in Chinese and wizards. The words were colorful, like a special spiritual symbol.

He couldn't understand the wizard's words, but he could understand Chinese.

The walls read words such as freedom and resistance, and they are also accompanied by ostentatious and weird patterns.

Ren Xiaosu asked, "Who wrote this?"

"Of course they are underground residents," Chen Jingshu said: "It's just a casual vent of graffiti. I heard that people like to graffiti on the wall before the disaster."

"I heard before that the Norman family killed all the underground people in order to find Donali?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Almost," Chen Jingshu said calmly: "About half of them were killed, but after more than a hundred years, they were no longer familiar with the underground situation, so the newly found hiding place was not discovered by them. It was that incident that made us determined to go to the surface and no longer be slaughtered."

Ren Xiaosu used a tritium lamp to illuminate the walls on both sides, and suddenly felt that the graffiti had a strange and chaotic beauty.

Walking further forward, the scene in front of you suddenly became clearer, and a wider underground world appeared in front of everyone: a huge flood discharge path that could drive a tank, a staggered staircase, and an unusual steel above your head.

The decay on the steel was very thick, and Ren Xiaosu suspected that the things would be crushed into pieces with a slight touch.

Chen Jingshu followed his gaze and explained: "The things above his head were probably the pipes before the disaster, and no one has touched them for a long time."

Ren Xiaosu was amazed and sighed that this place was like an abandoned underground factory, full of tough mystery.

There are also those colorful graffiti that can be seen everywhere, more of which have become portraits, such as angels withered wings, such as the back of someone, such as crows and tigers.

The patterns here do not have any clear layout, as if someone would draw whatever they think of.

Chen Jingshu said: "In fact, these patterns contain secrets, and they contain some directions for routes. As long as a few underground people can understand them, these people are all underground leaders."

"So you can understand, are you also one of the leaders?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"I'm not, but Chen An'an and Chen Cheng's father are," Chen Jingshu explained.

Ren Xiaosu was thinking at this time that if the underground people really wanted to resist the spirit, would his weapons be enough to arm a rebel army?

Chen Jingshu and the others have never seen modern weapons, so they feel that there must be enough wizards to overthrow wizards. After all, ordinary people cannot fight against wizards.

But Ren Xiaosu felt that this matter seemed less complicated...

Modern thermal weapons are enough to kill gods, let alone a group of false gods?

Ren Xiaosu touched the paint on the wall: "This is not an ordinary paint, but a mineral grinding, right? Only in this way can they maintain such a bright color underground."

Ordinary pigments cannot be preserved for a long time, especially when exposed to dirty air. Different mineral pigments have a much longer decay period than ordinary pigments.

When Chen Jingshu heard Ren Xiaosu’s question, he immediately changed his face and chose to avoid this question.

Ren Xiaosu continued: "So you have continued to dig a larger space on the basis of the original underground world to find these colorful minerals, otherwise this kind of thing would not have appeared in the sewer. The reason why the Norman family failed to encircle you is because they didn't know that you dug out other spaces, such as the second, third and fourth floors underground."

Chen Jingshu frowned: "I underestimate you a little."

"Don't be so surprised," Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "When my companions come here, they will refresh your cognition."

Immediately afterwards, when they walked a few hundred meters further, a voice suddenly came from the front: "Who? Tell me the identity!"

"On Monday, the god fell," Chen Jingshu answered with a secret code.

Qian Weining, behind Ren Xiaosu, took a few steps forward and stood in front of the new master and was cautious. He swept the beam of the flashlight away, and a young man with tattoos on his face appeared.

Chen Jingshu explained to Ren Xiaosu: "People with tattoos on their faces are people who can no longer integrate into the surface city. They are the guardians of the entire underground world."

Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that the underground world in Ghent City was more like a product of the Wasteland era than anywhere he had seen before.

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6400-word chapter, in addition, we will start taking vacation tomorrow, and we will take vacation until the 7th.

I recommend a friend's book title: "The Sun and Moon of the Prosperous Tang Dynasty" Author: Qingzhou Liu.
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