Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden ...

The barrel is roaring, the bullet is roaring.

Among the various systems, the science and technology side is the most bullying and afraid of the hard.

As long as you are weaker than it, it can restrain you to the death, a first-class master who has been trained for thirty years, a few bullets can kill him.

"Nan no Gatling Bodhisattva!"

Wang Xu held two Gatling six-barreled cannons, like self-propelled humanoid gundams, and fired wildly at the surrounding Dao soldiers.

The Gatling gun, known as the Vulcan cannon in the firearms world, is known as 5,000 rounds a minute, forming a metal storm that can break a 30-centimeter-thick wall.

I only heard the sound of da-da-da, and one after another golden bullet casings fell to the ground, and then the Taoist soldiers fell down in pieces like cutting wheat.

Ye Zhiqiu was dumbfounded, and wiped his eyes in disbelief, unable to believe that this was true.

Wang Xu didn't care about him, he just fired wildly at the Taoist soldiers, looking at the Taoist soldiers who fell like wheat waves, he had a sense of déjà vu playing Resident Evil games and sweeping zombies with machine guns.

Refreshing!!

Bullets whistling, palm-long machine gun bullets, often when piercing the first soldier, can also cause secondary damage to the later soldier.

These two thousand Taoist soldiers, even if Wang Xu is allowed to kill himself, he will also be out of breath.

And under Gatling's roar, in just three minutes, there were only stumps and severed arms left in the square, and there was really no one who could fight.

"What kind of weapon is this, it's so powerful, I'm afraid I can't resist twice!" Seeing that the situation had subsided, Ye Zhiqiu walked up with a pale face.

Wang Xu exhaled, put away the Gatling with the red barrel, and nodded in agreement.

Ye Zhiqiu is a Taoist priest, and he walks to practice airflow, and before he cultivates the Yuan Shen, he will die when he encounters Gatling's strafing.

Of course, if you want to change it to cultivating the Yuan Shen out of the body and traveling three thousand miles a day, the Yuan Shen Zhenren kills the soldiers with hot weapons, which is also the same as chopping melons and vegetables.

For example, Yan Chixia can get out of the body, and the out-of-body spirit can't be seen with the naked eye, but he can use the Yuan God Sword to kill people invisibly.

In modern society, even an armored division can't resist Yan Chixia's killing, and hot weapons are useless to Yuan Shen and Yin Spirit.

"Let's go, go to the Qianqing Palace to have a look, it's time to meet the main master." Wang Xu walked forward as he took out the battle armor from the ring and armed himself inside the battle armor.

Ye Zhiqiu had a lot of things to ask, and he swallowed them back when the words came to his mouth, after all, the current situation was not suitable for small talk.

Without saying a word, the two walked together and went all the way to the Qianqing Palace.

When he arrived at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, the shoulder cannon on Wang Xu's shoulder automatically raised his head, and with the minimum firepower, he fired an energy cannonball at the palace gate.

Rumble!!

With a roar, the gate of the Qianqing Palace was directly blown away, revealing a swarthy entrance.

Wang Xu stretched out his hand and blocked Ye Zhiqiu, who wanted to rush inside, and threw a flare with his backhand.

Call...

The flares emitted white firelight, illuminating the Qianqing Palace.

Wang Xu looked inside by the firelight, and saw a huge dragon bed, which was being suspended in mid-air by ropes.

And what he wanted to do was that in each of the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and northwest, there was a dragon pillar, and the bottom of the dragon pillar was connected to a copper pipe, and the five-clawed golden dragon hovering over it spewed out in the direction of the dragon bed with the dragon's mouth, spewing out black mist.

"It's corpse gas!"

Seeing the black mist, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized and said, "I understand, the copper pipe in the mouth of those zombies is used to absorb corpse qi. The corpse qi of hundreds of zombies was continuously extracted along with the copper pipe, and then teleported here to provide..."

"For the king!"

A hoarse whisper came from inside the palace, and I saw a Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe and a purple cloud crown on his head sitting up from the dragon bed.

This Taoist face is like white jade, and he doesn't look hideous at all, but has a feeling of sickness.

It happened to be such a sick existence, which made Wang Xu's heart tighten suddenly, and an illusion of being targeted by a prehistoric giant beast rose in his heart.

"This king, indulge in cultivating immortals and practicing the Tao, have no quarrel with the world, in order to protect the people, I would rather take the initiative to surrender to Daning, what's wrong?"

"I hate that Langlinghou, obviously promised me to treat the soldiers well, but for my own merits, kill the good and risky merits, after I surrendered, 100,000 troops were killed by all of them, the reputation of the world is undecided, the remnants of the previous dynasty must not stay, I hate!"

The Taoist stood up from the dragon bed, his hideous face was full of black gas, and two corpse teeth were exposed: "I want revenge, I want to kill the villain who rebelled, I want to kill the Daning Emperor who has a heavenly constitution in his mouth and threatens not to kill him, I want to destroy his dynasty!" ”

The last King Yan, who was dressed as a Taoist priest, looked hideous, but he didn't look like he had lost his mind.

Wang Xu was about to speak, but Ye Zhiqiu preemptively said: "It's really fake, that's not what the history books say!" ”

According to historical records, the last King Yan was mediocre and unreasonable, refining the Great Dan with boys and girls, and ruled with complaints.

In the second year of the Daning calendar, the imperial court sent Dangling Hou to send troops to Fuzhou, and the people along the way welcomed Wang Shi, and the prefectures and counties they passed through looked at the wind and surrendered.

The last king of Yan went against the grain and defended the royal city in an attempt to resist the king.

One day the city was broken, the 100,000 army was defeated, the king of Yan was nowhere to be found, and Fuzhou was drawn in a battle, which is the record in the history books of Daning.

"History books, history books are written by the victors."

King Yan laughed angrily, his tone was mixed with endless remorse, and he whispered: "I, King Yan, have ruled Fuzhou for all generations, and I have a total of two hundred and thirty-one years before and after. No matter how mediocre I am, it is impossible for me to be more mediocre than the king, and there is no one willing to fight to the death in the prefectures and counties along the way, right? It's hateful, if it weren't for the king's order to surrender the army and the people to Daning, he would have no more than 100 generals and no more than 30,000 soldiers, where would he be able to pacify Fuzhou in one battle! ”

"Hateful, hateful, hateful..."

The three hateful voices in a row all showed the remorse in King Yan's heart and his unwillingness to be liquidated.

It's a pity that the king is defeated and the king is defeated, and it's too late to say anything now.

Wang Xu doesn't pity King Yan at all, a person who puts his fate in the hands of others, no one else is to blame for how he falls, he can only say that he can't live because of his own evil.

"And then?" Compared with Wang Xu's coldness, Ye Zhiqiu was sad when the rabbit died, and asked impatiently.

King Yan had already walked down from the dragon bed at this time, his voice changed from excitement to coldness, and he continued without emotion: "The soldier was killed, the general was captured, and this king had a wild and lonely path, even if he had two magic techniques, what could he do." I could only lie down and retreat to the underground palace, waiting for the right time. It's a pity that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes, and the destiny of heaven is in Daning, and the more I wait, the more desperate I become.

In the end, I decided to turn into a corpse, even if it was to become a zombie, I would wait until the day when the fortunes of the Daning Dynasty were lost and the society collapsed. Hehe, hehehaha, finally let me wait, just wait for the world to be in chaos, this king will lead the corpse soldiers to counterattack, the despair I experienced back then, but also let Emperor Ning taste it! ”

Wang Xu didn't speak, he summed it up, this is the story of an idiot who has cultivated the Tao and cultivated stupidly, and was deceived.

After being deceived, he tried to take revenge, and when Daning was strong, he was a man with his tail between his legs, and now he saw that the world was in chaos, so he planned to go out to show off his might.

As for the surrender of the city and the killing of 100,000 soldiers, in Wang Xu's opinion, it was not wronged at all.

You must know that in the second year of Daning, at that time, Daning Taizu had just raised his army, and he did not have an advantage over the Great Yuan Dynasty.

In this case, if he was a swinger, he would not allow this group of surrendered troops to live.

Because there are only 30,000 troops in Danglinghou, if these 100,000 troops are recruited, if someone comes out and raises their arms, who knows what will happen to these surrendered troops.

Ci is not in charge of the army, for the stability of Fuzhou, these people must die, this mistake is not in Daning, not in the last King Yan, or even in Danglinghou, but because the timing was not right at that time.

If the world has been decided, Daning is Dingding, and Fuzhou is on the edge, not only will King Yan not die if he surrenders, but he will be rich and worry-free because of his dedication to cultivation, in order to show the emperor's grace, just like Liu Chan after surrendering.

The mistake is that the timing of King Yan's surrender is not right, where the dragon is fighting, one is the other, and any decision is prudent.

At that time, the safest way was that King Yan Wudao was killed and the 100,000 army was lost, so as to ensure that Fuzhou did not resist.

As for the people of Fuzhou, casually announcing a few crimes, such as finding a few boys and girls who were dug out of their hearts and lungs in the palace of King Yan, can nail him to the frame of shame.

Wei Zheng once said that the people are like water, the king is like a boat, and the water can carry a boat or overturn a boat.

Do you really think that this sentence means that the ruler is like a ship, and the people are like water, and the water can not only make the ship sail safely, but also overturn and swallow the ship and sink it in the water?

No, what Wei Zheng really means is that the common people are as impermanence as water, ignorant and untrustworthy, and the monarch is a big ship built on water.

Only when the boat suppresses the water, will it not be overturned by the water, if you follow the water and follow the waves, you are restricted by the water everywhere, then there is only one way for the boat to be destroyed and people die.

The ultimate goal of this sentence is to advise Li Shimin to use the policy of fooling the people, and not to take the people too seriously, after all, the people are ignorant, as long as there is proper guidance, black and white can be reversed, and the sincerity must not be trusted.

The last King Yan trusted the people sincerely, thinking that he surrendered for the people.

But when I turned around, it was this group of people who entrusted him with sincerity to kill and chop him, and I have to say that this is really a kind of irony.

The will of the people, what is the will of the people, if Wang Xu answers, the will of the people is the heart of succumbing to power.

The gentleman's ze, the fifth generation and beheaded, the grace of saving life, ten years can be forgotten.

There is no coercive repression, there is no governing law, just look at what Libya is like now, the Libyan people at that time thought that the Libya ruled by the Ka president was not free, and yearned for the free world of the West.

Now, Mr. Ka is gone, Libya is free, and no one cares about walking around the streets with AKs, and many people are beginning to miss Mr. Ka again.

Wang Xu couldn't understand what these people were thinking, the cannon he had made an appointment with tears in his eyes was about to finish, how to leave the game halfway.