Chapter Eighty-Two: The Threat of Bullets

Meng Yuanzhi personally identified that the warrior who had embarrassed himself with a longbow was now like a broken doll lying in a pile of sheepskins, panting for breath with difficulty, and the other warrior who had had his arm cut off only had a charred human head and half a leg......

"It's a pity ......"

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A man who is so powerful and invincible on the battlefield that he seems to never be able to kill him, just because of a moment of curiosity, holds in his hand the gunpowder bullet that triggers the fuse and wants to look at it for a while...... It's what it is now.

No matter how good his martial arts and skills are, they have become a joke in front of gunpowder bullets, a joke that can make Wang Da use these powerless people.

Meng Yuan directly heard Tie Xinyuan say that these firearms in Hami Kingdom are just the most primitive applications of gunpowder, and even artillery is not a real king of the battlefield.

He couldn't imagine the scene of the artillery bombardment in Tie Xinyuan's description, let alone the inextinguishable fire oil bomb that could drain all the oxygen in the air in an instant, suffocating the people in the area covered by the fire oil bomb.

He's been practicing lately how to dodge something called a bullet, and although he doesn't know what a bullet is, he only knows that it can kill people invisibly, and when he hears the sound of gunpowder exploding, it's the moment when a samurai is killed.

Meng Yuanzhi could dodge the feather arrows shot at close range, but Tie Xinyuan said that this was not enough, and he had to dodge the Divine Arm Crossbow to shoot at close range to have any hope of dodging the bullets.

Meng Yuanzhi tried it in armor, and almost died, with an extra two-inch-deep hole in his thigh......

The barbarian hero Oka ended his life in a joking way, Oleg's arrogant son like an eagle, and now he has only one breath left, and once he can't breathe, his life will also end.

The Hami army began to celebrate this great victory, but Meng Yuanzhi sat on the edge of the fire, pouring wine into his stomach bowl after bowl.

Tie Xinyuan's face was red from the bonfire, and he said straight to Meng Yuan through the fire: "Firearms are the beginning of a new era. ”

Meng Yuanzhi poured the bowl into the fire, he drank strong wine, and the flames of the bonfire suddenly rose three feet high.

"Firearms are a new way to kill people, and it is easier and faster to kill people, regardless of the skill of the opponent."

Tie Xinyuan drank the wine in the bowl and said with a smile: "There will always be weapons that are more convenient to kill people, people have not finished this road yet, you look, there will definitely be a bomb in the future, and the weapon that will kill more than 100,000 people." ”

Meng Yuanzhi smiled and said: "In this case, then it's a fart fight, you throw a bomb, I throw a bomb, everyone dies and begs, it's also happy." ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed and said: "At that time, unless there is a madman, there will be no battle in this world." ”

Meng Yuanzhi stood up drunkenly, pointed to the dark wasteland and said, "It's all cheap, you have to make everyone die to be happy." ”

When he had finished speaking, he fell drunk on the sheepskin.

Meng Yuanzhi is drunk, Tie Xinyuan can't drink anymore, and in the barracks, there must be a sober leader.

When the cold moon rose into the sky, Leng Ping accompanied Tie Xinyuan to inspect the camp together, and the sound of the jujube red horse's hooves trampling on the gravel was very crisp, and it spread far and wide in this silent cold night.

Tie Xinyuan knew that this guy was deliberate, and he didn't go on the soft ground, but he had to walk on the rocky beach, and the horse's hooves trampled on the gravel and sparks splashed everywhere.

"King, after the war in Hami subsides, will the last general be able to take a trip to the Great Song Dynasty?" Leng Ping hesitated for a long time before saying what he had been thinking about for a long time.

Tie Xinyuan touched the intact ear of the jujube red horse, calmed it and said to Leng Ping: "Do you have a family in the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Leng Ping nodded and said, "You also know that the last general used to be a banner official under Yang Linggong......"

Tie Xinyuan stopped Leng Ping's words and said with a smile: "If you want to go back, go back if you want to say so much, you think Hami has given you a lot, but you don't know that these are what you deserve, even if you don't go back, you don't have to feel that you owe Hami anything." ”

Leng Ping hurriedly said: "The last general is going to bring his family back." ”

Tie Xinyuan said strangely: "I remember that you don't seem to have any family." ”

Leng Ping's face turned red, jumped off the war horse and knelt down on one knee and said, "Please ask the king to hide the crime at the end of the reign." ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed and said, "Don't talk about you when you first came to Hami, even this king didn't expect Hami to have the current situation.

Everything is stubborn, you are worried that your family will hide it, it is also human nature, after General A has a clear situation, you can go back to the Great Song Dynasty, just pick up the queen mother and queen. ”

Leng Ping's heart warmed, and he only felt that the blood rushed to his brain, and he never expected that he was a person who could entrust his wife and children in the eyes of the king.

Tie Xinyuan didn't wait for Leng Ping to stand up, so he urged the horse forward, Leng Ping knelt for a long time and beat a spirit before he came to his senses, jumped on the war horse and quickly chased after him.

This time, he no longer followed behind Tie Xinyuan, but took the lead and led the way.

Yu Chiwen whispered to Tie Xinyuan: "Didn't you let Tie Dan and my uncle escort the Queen Mother and Queen Mother back?" ”

Tie Xinyuan glanced at Wei Chiwen and said, "What's the more one?" ”

Yu Chiwen nodded thoughtfully, he felt that what the king said was very right, a team of more than 2,000 people, it is indeed good to have one more person who does not care about things but is very powerful.

After inspecting his own camp, Tie Xinyuan came to the place where the Rus were confined, and groups of ragged Rus snuggled up to the fire and stared at the dark night sky, stunned, and the atmosphere was so dull that it seemed to be able to pull out water.

A violent cough came from a dilapidated tent, and Leng Ping saw that the king had the intention of entering, so he opened the curtain and walked in first, and only after the inspection was completed did he invite Tie Xinyuan in.

Oleg was still lying on the stretcher, and only a pair of big eyes were left in the thin room, staring at Tie Xinyuan who entered the door.

Beside him was a handsome young man with a pale face, his chest rising and falling weakly, his breathing intermittent, as if he could die at any moment.

The smell in the tent was very unpleasant, Tie Xinyuan took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, and said angrily: "You want this young man to survive?" ”

Oleg coughed violently and reluctantly raised his head and said: "You can take everything from me, including my life, I just ask you to give my Igor a way to live, I swear to the supreme god, the Rus people will always remember your kindness." ”

Tie Xinyuan listened to Oleg's erroneous Khitan words, frowned and asked Leng Ping: "How is this young man's injury?" ”

Leng Ping said: "The military doctor has seen it, and has already changed the medicine for him, and also poured a decoction, mainly because he has serious burns all over his body, and whether he can survive depends on whether Lord Yan accepts him." ”

Tie Xinyuan turned his head to Oleg and said, "His injuries are very serious, and I am not a god and I can't guarantee that he will survive." ”

Oleg squirmed his bloody lips and looked at his sleeping son in despair, and said with a sigh of relief: "Even if he can live one more day......"

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said, "We are enemies, Oleg, don't you think you are asking too much?" ”

"There are innumerable cattle, sheep, horses, and reindeer in my tribe, and many beautiful treasures, and beautiful women with fair skin like milk.

As long as you send me back to Rose, it's all yours. ”

After listening to what Oleg said, Tie Xinyuan left the tent with a smile, and said to Leng Ping: "When death comes, the thief will not die, let's deal with it all, tomorrow our class will return to Tianshan City." ”

Leng Ping clenched the knife in his hand and nodded gently, and then sent Tie Xinyuan away.

Seeing that Tie Xinyuan had gone far away, Leng Ping recruited a thousand crossbowmen, and the crossbowman lieutenant glanced at Leng Ping again with the help of the uncertain firelight, and when he saw the general waving his arm, he immediately ordered: "All of them, ruler three, shoot ...... up"

After dawn, Meng Yuan walked out of the tent rubbing his aching head, only to see that the army had already begun to pack their bags and seemed to be preparing to pull out.

Summoned the guards around him and asked, "Do you want to be a teacher now?" ”

The guard smiled and said: "Great marshal, it is a military order from the king, and in half an hour, we will return to Tianshan City." ”

Meng Yuanzhi frowned and looked in the direction where the Rus people were and asked, "Why are there no fireworks there?" ”

The guard said in surprise: "The dead don't need it!" ”

Meng Yuan took a long breath of cold air and coughed violently for a while before slowly calming down.

"Who did it?"

"General Leng Ping."

Meng Yuanzhi nodded and said, "Got it." ”

Seeing the guards enter the tent and start packing their bags, Meng Yuanzhi still stood there in a daze.

The only one who can give the slaughter order is Tie Xinyuan!

Meng Yuanzhi didn't have any opinion on killing the barbarian, but he didn't know why his heart was empty.

When Meng Yuanzhi found Tie Xinyuan, he was drinking porridge, and Huang Chengcheng's millet porridge was steaming, and it must have been very comfortable to drink.

"Drink more millet porridge to warm your stomach, you drank too much last night."

Meng Yuanzhi sat opposite Tie Xinyuan, picked up the rice bowl and drank the porridge, a big bowl of thick porridge went down his stomach, and a hot breath rose from his abdomen, and his whole body was warm.

"I ordered the elimination of those Rus' last night, will it affect your authority in the army?"

Meng Yuanzhi shook his head and said: "The entire army of Hami belongs to the king, and the same is true of Meng Yuanzhi's, why does the king ask this question?" ”

Tie Xinyuan knocked on the porridge bowl with chopsticks and said, "Because I found that you were hesitating, I helped you make this decision."

The Rus' thieves are undying and wild and untamable, and you should know that the Khitans are also very wary of them since the Khitans resolutely abandoned them.

This kind of tribe that has the hope of establishing a nation cannot be left behind, and if it remains, there will be endless troubles. ”

Meng Yuanzhi loaded another bowl of millet porridge in front of him, looked at Tie Xinyuan and said, "Can a bullet really kill me easily?" ”

Tie Xinyuan thought about it for a moment and said seriously: "When you are not prepared, the chance of killing you at close range is as high as more than eighty percent.

Much higher than the Divine Arm Crossbow that could shoot you at close range. ”

"Is this thing easy to make?"

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said: "I have done more than two hundred campgun tests, and it is still unsatisfactory, and now I take it out, I think it is similar to a burning stick, as for the bullet that can kill you, I don't think I can see the possibility of it appearing in my life."

If you want to know what the bullet is all about, you can go to the camp and see the development process for yourself, and you don't have to ask me all the time. I have said before that the Hami Kingdom has no secrets to you, and you are dazed by the set of monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, and sons in the Great Song Palace.

I always feel that I am in a high position and powerful, and my merits are high, Lao Tzu must kill you, rest assured, you don't have to raise your own respect, I have no plans to kill you recently, if you are crooked again, even if the bullet does not come out, Lao Tzu can kill you with a crossbow. ”

Meng Yuan straightened up the bowl and took a sip of porridge and said, "The Eight Bull Crossbow can't kill me, you should try it with gunpowder bullets." ”

"Humph!"

Tie Xinyuan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, angrily threw the handkerchief on the table and turned away.

Regarding Tie Xinyuan's anger, Meng Yuanzhi was very calm, threw away the empty bowl in his hand, took the porridge basin, dug a spoonful of thick porridge with a horse spoon, and drank it with pickles, he felt that there was no problem with him drinking these seven or eight catties of thick porridge alone.