When Sussis saw the young Han man in black, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. It was obvious that the distance between the two ships was enough to be a musket bullet and flew to where they were, but the eyes seemed to fall straight on his face, as if a mountain was pressing against him in his heart.

Sussis is familiar with this feeling.

That's why he was afraid.

This feeling was like the feeling of Leman's eyes staying on him every time he went to see Leman. The man, like Leman, gave Sussis a feeling of rising up. But Sussis was very annoyed. He didn't think that a weak nation could bring such pressure to himself.

So, he wanted to fight.

His hands subconsciously touched the short gun hanging by his waist, but in the end he did not dare to draw it out. Not to mention that the bullet at this distance was not as strong as that, even if there was, it would shift. Even if the firearms of this era were developed, it would be good to be able to shoot and kill enemies within a few dozen meters.

There is a faint mist on the surface of the river, so the huge monster opposite is not very clear, but it is this hazy, which makes people feel more and more scared. In fact, people are like this. When facing something that is so big that it will naturally feel fearful.

Big Dragon Boat

It is at least three times longer than the warship Sussis rides.

Although the Oplu Empire had a much stronger experience in building sea ships than the Sui people, they were far less than the Sui people to build wooden warships to the extreme. The length of the dragon boats had exceeded the extreme imagined by the people of the Oplu Empire. They had never thought that a ship could be built so large.

Sussis was afraid, so he immediately ordered all the musketeers to gather immediately. Of course, this musketeer was not an ordinary soldier, but the God-Slaying Musketeer sent to him by Emperor Leman. The firearms equipped by the God-Slaying Musketeer are secrets in the entire Oplu Empire. Even generals of the level of Sussis did not understand why they could kill those Han practitioners who seemed particularly powerful.

Sussis understood why Lehman did not announce this secret, because Lehman needed enough mysterious and powerful means to maintain his emperor's dignity. It was to make everyone unable to resist him from the heart, and to make people believe that he was the one who was truly favored by the gods.

There were at least eighty god-slaughter musketeers around Sussis, and at least five hundred people sent to him by Leman.

These musketeers could not make any difference from ordinary soldiers in their clothes. Only the golden bullet bag hanging by their waists could show their identity.

"Han people!"

Under this invisible and silent pressure, Sussis finally couldn't help but speak first. He put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted at the people on the huge battleship: "Do you have anything to say to me? I am Sussis, the commander of this naval fleet. If you are here to surrender, I can accept it on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor of the Oplu."

"I'll go to your mom."

Xiang Qingniu, who was standing behind Fang Jie, was angry by this poor Chinese sentence but he understood. He suddenly flew out from behind Fang Jie. As his wide sleeves unfolded, he flew out of the big ship like a fat eagle, landing lightly on the river surface, and rushed towards the enemy ship on the river.

Fang Jie didn't expect Xiang Qingniu to launch a sudden attack, and it was too late to stop him.

"shot!"

The frightened Sussis immediately ordered!

The God-Slaying Musketeer, who had already been ready, began to shoot. When Xiang Qingniu was about to approach the big ship, the dense gunshots of gunfire exploded on the bow of the ship. Sussis, who was pulled behind, could not see anything. He was eager to know if the Han man who seemed to be flying was dead.

The answer is yes.

No.

Xiang Qingniu pushed forward with his hands on the river surface, and the powerful internal strength of the Great Zhoutian immediately burst out, rolling towards the God-Slaying Musketeers on the ship like an angry dragon. 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 at the bow of the big dragon boat, changed his eyes suddenly.

He jumped and swept down from the ship, and the black figure flashed across the water like lightning.

Xiang Qingniu was swept on the bow of the ship with great strength. At least fifty god-slaughter musketeers who had no time to evacuate in the front were shocked by his blow and flew backwards. Most of them were killed before they fell to the ground. Xiang Qingniu originally wanted to snatch the big ship and kill the foreign general directly, but when he was about to get angry, he felt something was wrong.

My body was a little heavy, but I couldn't rely on the force on the water.

Just then, I got to the point where I pulled Xiang Qingniu and continued to rush forward.

Before the remaining god-slaughtering musketeers gathered, Fang Jie punched the bow of the big ship, and with great force, he actually smashed a large piece of the bow away!

The river began to pour into the big boat, but Fang Jie seemed to be unwilling to fight and pulled Xiang Qingniu back quickly

"What a fucking evil!"

Xiang Qingniu broke his mouth in pain, and his cursing look made people feel a little distressed. The two military doctors were nervously cutting the wound for him, trying to cut out the thing that was trapped in his bones.

"It's really evil."

Fang Jie glanced at Xiang Qingniu, 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: "For your internal strength to protect your body, ordinary bullets are impossible to break. If you use the Taoist heart to protect your body, even the shells may not necessarily do anything to you. But the things used by these musketeers are indeed a bit weird, and they can easily penetrate your internal strength in the Great Circle and then hit you."

Xiang Qingniu cursed angrily: "It's so fucking unreasonable!"

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

With a click, a small round thing was clamped out by Fang Jie with scissors and placed in the iron plate aside. According to the impact force of the bullet, ordinary lead bullets will definitely be deformed after hitting a person and stuck in the bones. However, this thing still maintains its original shape, round like a pearl.

Crystal and transparent.

"If I were you, I would ignore me at that time. I jumped onto the boat and grabbed some bullets to see what it was."

Xiang Qingniu glanced at Fang Jie with dissatisfaction.

Fang Jie opened his palm and there was a red spot in his palm. Xiang Qingniu looked carefully and found that it was not a red spot at all, but a small hole was broken and the flesh and blood was exposed.

"Although I didn't get on the boat, all the soldiers fell when I punched the bow of the boat. When a foreign soldier who was about to load the bullet fell, the bag in his hand fell down. I reached out to catch one of them and then it was like that."

Fang Jie retracted his hand: "These bullets have extremely strong penetration power and they don't care about the power of cultivation at all. They seem to have the ability to melt everything, even the vitality of heaven and earth. When this bullet flies in the air, no matter how violent the airflow is, it will have no effect on it."

"Not affected by the air?"

After Xiang Qingniu asked this question, he suddenly frowned in pain.

"What's wrong?"

Fang answered the question.

"What did you use to burn me just now?"

Xiang Qingniu asked remarks.

Fang Jie looked down and found that Xiang Qingniu's wound had gradually turned black, and even the bones stuck in the bullets had already appeared. Fang Jie picked up a sharp knife from the iron plate, and swung his wrist and cut off the piece of meat, then scraped Xiang Qingniu's bones with a knife a few times.

"Fuck!"

Xiang Qingniu cursed in pain, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat.

Fang Jie held him with one hand and held the knife with the other hand and continued to scrape the bones very steadily. After a minute, he was sure that there were no dark spots again, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took out a small cloth bag from Xiang Qingniu's wide sleeves, and after opening it, there were three small white jade bottles inside.

“Which?”

Fang answered the question.

"Oh, pour less, that thing is just this bottle, you can understand it if you are very valuable!"

"You are such a genius to yourself."

Fang Jie poured a whole bottle of wound medicine on Xiang Qingniu's wound, and then wrapped it in a clean white cloth: "It should be similar to 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 human body, it will corrode. Whether it is meat or bones, don't worry about your wound medicine now, or worry about whether you will have any sequelae."

"No, right?"

Xiang Qingniu could not see the injuries 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 to practitioners by this bullet is far more than the red wounds that appear to appear.

"It's interesting."

Fang Jie walked a few steps on the chair with the iron plate, and looked at the bullet the size of a little finger nail. It seemed that this thing was carved from a high-quality jade, but it was more rounder and natural than the carved one. Judging from the lack of deformation, the hardness of this thing is very strong. But since it can be processed into a bullet, it means that it has been checked a little more than the thing on the north mountain of Chang'an City.

The power of the domineering sword that was realized by the stone on the mountain could not be broken.

"What should be paid attention to now is this thing's ignorance of the power of cultivation."

Fang Jie said: "It may not work even if I wear iron armor. Speaking of which, the most important thing is the corrosion power of this thing, and it will not be affected by internal strength and ensure that the more advanced the hit rate, the more conceited the power of his cultivation, no one would have thought that you could not block a bullet. When you jumped off the bow of the boat, I didn't have time to stop it, because I didn't think you could not even block a bullet."

"This is why practitioners die in large numbers in the hands of such bullets. The practitioners are conceited and feel that their body protection energy is much stronger than iron armor, so they will rush forward unscrupulously. Once they rush over and enter the enemy's range, it is basically impossible to avoid it."

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

“But that’s not enough”

Fang Jie suddenly said something.

“What’s not enough?”

Xiang Qingniu asked.

"These bullets alone can indeed kill cultivators. But those who control firearms are weak themselves. Cultivators are fully capable of assassinating enemy generals and do not attract the attention of those musketeers. Even if there are guards around them at all times, they do not have the opportunity to assassinate the other party. However, from the war in Dongjiang to the present, the level of foreign generals who died in assassination is not high. The real senior commander has not died of a cultivator in Dongchu. Dongchu has assassinated Lyman countless times, and Lyman is unscathed. It is not enough to have these bullets alone!"
Chapter completed!