527 Great Race Reese
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In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tong rushed to a distance of less than sixty steps from the Peerless Man. He raised his spear and shouted, "The gourd is serving." Read the full text of the latest chapter"
After years of evolution and generations of improvements, the current gourd is not only more human-dynamic, suitable for throwing, but also has a streamlined shape that greatly reduces air resistance during flight. In addition, the new type of hand melon is also implanted with a flint, the flint is directly linked to the fuse, and when throwing, you don't have to think about the past, you need to use an additional lighter to ignite it, just rub the flint exposed above the hand melon, and ignite the fuse.
The fifty Imperial knights who rushed to the front row took two melons from their saddles at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, and then lit the fuses, and threw them with all their might, and threw them at the most dense place of the elite.
"[Pig_Pig_Island].... Boom, boom, boom......, boom" The earth trembled, and the dazzling light of fire pierced the eyes of a Roman.
"What's that? Thunder? Isn't thunder and lightning the power of the god Zeus? Oh, my God...... The Seris were blessed by the god Zeus, so much so that the gods bestowed upon them the power of thunder and lightning. ”
Thinking of this, the Romans were in an uproar, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the hand melon blast** again and again, even Maximin was no exception.
The merchant looked at the Romans who were prostrate on the ground like a monster, and muttered with disdain, "A group of turtles." "Hey, what are you doing?" He asked the Romans in Sabbath.
Maximin said nervously: "The god Zeus is showing his heavenly might, and he is not on his knees yet." ”
"Zeus God? What Zeus the god? "Shen Wu obviously had not heard of the name of Zeus, "It is the gunpowder of the Serisians, not the celestial power of the god Zeus." Even the gods are the power of the Virgin, and the hand of your gods cannot reach out to the great East. ”
"Gunpowder? Virgin? The Roman general Petronius quickly captured two important words in the body's words, "What is gunpowder?" ”
"It's a kind of stuffing for weapons. can cause a mass uh-......" Suddenly realizing that the word "explosion" was not in the Sabbath language, he explained: "It can glow, it can catch fire, and it can tear people apart even iron, just like the Seris do now." ”
In sight, the flames spread among the Peerless Beings, and the huge force of the explosion instantly turned the Elites on their backs, and the blasting craters of different sizes for the wanderers on the ground, the bottom of the pits were filled with scarlet blood and the severed limbs of the Peerless Humans. (No pop-up ads)
"That's the power of gunpowder." Far beyond the knowledge of the Romans, so that the body is very self-satisfied.
On the other hand, Maximin, Petronius, and many other Romans were shocked. "Good ...... With gunpowder in hand, is there an enemy in this world that the Seris can't defeat? ”
After the elite people withstood two rounds of hand melon blows, the military formation immediately became chaotic. Zhao Tong took this opportunity to lead two hundred knights to rush into the elite array with sharp knives, and the sharp divine knives in the hands of the knights slashed left and right, and each knife must take a life.
On the other hand, the blades of the Elite are much colder. Their daggers slashed at the Imperial knights, not only could not cut through their armor, leaving only a deep or shallow scratch. On the contrary, he broke his blade and became scrap metal that could not hurt people's lives. The Imperial Knight slashed him with a backhand, slashing him with a knife. More than 100 elite cavalrymen fell to the ground in an instant, turning into cold corpses.
The Imperial Iron Cavalry clash wildly in the elite array, like entering a no-man's land. In response to the sentence that the tiger father has no dog, Zhao Tong is particularly fierce among all the people, and he has a hundred birds and a phoenix gun and a dragon and a phoenix gun. The gun wind is fast and slow, and it is varied and dazzling. "Wu Tu, take your life." The dragon generally swooped down on the leader of the brilliant man, Wu Tu.
A group of elite people were first frightened by the handmelon, and now they made the Imperial Iron Cavalry tremble, and they showed a tendency to flee in rout.
Zhao Tong took advantage of the situation to cover up the killing, and the horse was suddenly raised, stepping on the corpse of the superb person to kill in front of Wu Tu. Looking at the bloodied silver-armored young general in front of him, Wu Tu panicked and tried to escape. But he was stopped by Zhao Tong from the flank, raised his hand and came out of the nest, and quickly stabbed the spear into Wu Tu's chest.
At the moment of crisis, Wu Tu burst out with unprecedented potential and blocked with a horizontal sword.
A shot missed, Zhao Tong continued to make consecutive moves, the flying dragon was in the sky, the dragon swung its tail, and the dragon walked and walked three moves in a row.
At this moment, Wu Tu saw infinite killing in Zhao Tong's eyes, and his deep eyes were like a sharp arrow piercing Wu Tu's heart. "It's not good...... Wu Tu noticed it, but it was too late, only to hear Zhao Tongyi shouting, "Give me death." ”
The spear shot out like a coiling dragon with teeth and claws, and went straight to Wutu's right heart.
Wu Tu hurriedly blocked, but when the scimitar in his hand was about to hit the head of the gun, he was horrified to find that Zhao Tong's spear suddenly retracted and stabbed out again.
The sharp tip of the spear instantly pierced through the black armor and pierced into the left chest, piercing the entire lung.
Wu Tu screamed and spurted blood to death.
The death of the Lord has intensified the process of chaos among the elites. I don't know who shouted first, "Run!" The psychological defense of the exquisite man collapsed in an instant, and he turned his horse and ran away.
As a result, such a peculiar picture appeared on the Gobi Desert in the west of the Qiang Autonomous Prefecture, where two hundred imperial knights chased after more than 800 elite soldiers like rabbits.
After chasing for about half a mile, out of concern for the safety of the Romans, Zhao Tong stopped the pursuit, rode back to the Roman mission, dismounted and bowed to Maximin and Petronius, "Zhao Tong, the captain of Dongqiang, has seen the Roman envoys from afar. I don't know what you call it? ”
"Zhao Tong?" Maximin and Petronius didn't know Zhao's name, but they were familiar with him as they often roamed the Empire. He immediately told Maximin, "This Captain Zhao is the governor of the three armies of the Seris Qiang Autonomous Prefecture, and the third son of Zhao Yun, the Duke of Dingguo who was personally appointed by His Majesty Pope Seris. ”
Even if Maximin and Petronius didn't know about Zhao Yun's past, just listening to the name of the governor of the three armies, they could see that the young general Zhao Tong in front of them was not small. If it is inferred from the official position of Rome, his father Zhao Yun is equivalent to the governor of a province, and this province is also an important town with a vast territory on the western border of Seris.
It turned out to be a noble child.
The image of Zhao Tong immediately became much taller in the hearts of Maximin and Petronius. They couldn't help but think of the nobles of Rome, who lived a life of luxury and debauchery, who were more courageous than everyone who ate, drank and merry, and let them go to war faster than anyone else. They looked to their ancestors and single-handedly shaped the glorious history of Rome with their might and fearlessness. It's like the young Cyris nobleman in front of him, who dared to fight with a thousand elite troops with only 200 soldiers and horses. And always charge ahead in the process of fighting.
With this thought, Maximin and Petronius sincerely expressed their praise to Zhao Tong after reporting their home.
Zhao Tong, who was boastful, blushed and said shyly: "As a warrior of the empire, it is our duty and obligation to charge ahead. ”
After a period of pleasantries, the Roman mission once again embarked on the eastward journey, this time with the protection of Zhao Tong, and their sense of security was greatly increased. Especially after Zhao Tong released the salute signal and recruited five thousand friendly troops patrolling nearby, their hanging hearts were finally completely relaxed. Right now, the frontier of Seris is recruiting them.
Two days later, the Roman mission crossed the Gobi and arrived in the territory of the Qiang Autonomous Prefecture of the Holy Chinese Empire. The gray-yellow color disappeared before my eyes, and it turned into an endless green grassland.
Considerably speaking, although the grasslands of Qiangdao are picturesque, there are also pleasant pastures in the various provinces of Rome, but for the Romans who have just passed through the desert where no grass grows, the grasslands of Seris are so beautiful, the grasslands are so fertile, and the cattle and sheep are so strong.
In the process of traveling, as the only one in the team who knows Roman Cyris, Zhao Tong became the most popular person, the Romans surrounded him in groups, and asked about the customs and humanities of Seris, and asked Zhao Tong who asked directly about the two big ones, but because of his identity, he had to suppress his irritability, and try to maintain an elegant posture and answer patiently.
He first used concise and interesting language to tell the Romans about the origin of Chinese civilization, starting from the creation of the Virgin.
"The main god of Seris is a woman." After listening to Zhao Tong's introduction, the Romans couldn't help but shout.
As if he felt that the Romans' playful words were suspected of defiling the Virgin, Zhao Tong frowned deeply and asked, "What, is there any problem?" ”
"No, not at all." Maximin hurriedly explained, "We just think it's too romantic. ”
"Romantic?" Zhao Tong was immediately relieved, "Our Lady is indeed a romantic, loving God. ”
"Dare I ask what is the population of Seris?" Maximin began to steer the conversation on the right track.
"According to the latest census, there are more than 67 million people in the empire."
"So much!" Maximin and Petronius, although mentally prepared, were still shocked when they heard the actual figures. You know, the whole of Rome has a population of just over 10 million, which is less than a quarter of Seris.
"How big is Seris?" Petronius asked busily.
"How can I tell you?" Zhao Tong thought for a moment and said, "It takes three months to ride a fast horse from the westernmost Qiang Autonomous Prefecture to Qingzhou in the easternmost part of the empire, and it takes five months to ride a horse and take a boat from Luzhou in the far north to Jiaozhou in the south. ”
"Three months? Five months? Obediently......" Petronius was both shocked and rejoicing. To his astonishment, Seris's territory was so large, larger than the description of Moron the Sabbatio, and the equivalent of five Romes. Thankfully, Seris has plenty of territory. Otherwise, with their great military strength, they might one day turn their minds to Rome.
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