Last time, it was just a salvo of a hundred soldiers.

However, this time, I felt He Xuan's eccentricity.

So, don't call Desman.

All the soldiers have automatically found their angles and are ready to shoot.

When these soldiers were looking for angles and adjusting, He Xuan was still drinking calmly, not in a hurry.

Desman's face was gloomy: "Shoot!"

Bang bang!

How powerful is a salvo of 500 people?

Don't think that rifles are less powerful.

Many people are easily misled by film and television dramas.

In film and television dramas, there are often such scenes, where the enemy sweeps over with a rifle or even a machine gun, and the male protagonist and supporting actor in it can be safe and sound by hiding behind a wooden table. It's really too much to think about!

If you hide behind a table, the table will be smashed and you will be shot.

At the scene, so many rifle salvos were fired, and the consequence was that all the tables and chairs in this store were shot through, and it was as if everything was overturned.

But!

Weirdly.

He Xuan was still sitting there calmly.

Countless bullets, hitting his body, were directly rebounded.

That's right, these bullets can't hit his body.

However, He Xuan still couldn't sit still.

It's very simple, the table was directly shot by this round of strafing, and it was finished. And the chair was also shot by this round of strafing, and it was finished. A table can't make a table, a chair can't make a chair, and naturally you can't sit on it.

He Xuan's hand protected the cup in his hand, and there was half a glass of beer in the cup: "Fortunately, the beer was not broken." Wait a minute. ”

After finishing speaking, He Xuan's face couldn't help but stiffen.

A bullet bounced off several times and fell straight into the beer glass.

"Now, I can't even drink beer. Alas, why do you force me like this? He Xuan let out a long sigh.

And Desman, as well as the five hundred soldiers under his command, couldn't help but change their faces drastically. If it's the first time, it's a mistake. Then the second time is definitely not a mistake, an illusion, an illusion.

That's right, the person in front of him can't even hit a bullet!

In their understanding, the rifle is omnipotent!

I've never seen anyone like this who can't even hit a bullet.

What kind of monster is this?

Is this really human?

He Xuan casually threw away the wine glass: "Anyway, I can't drink it." As punishment for disturbing my drinking, I slaughtered you all, not too much. ”

After that, he went directly to Desman step by step, and the five hundred British troops.

Baron Desman was about to scare his hell, damn, what kind of monster is this? Seeing He Xuan coming over step by step, his face was very ugly: "Put the gun, put the gun, put the gun, don't let him come." ”

The British army is now the strongest army in the world!

The British army, naturally, has the pride of the British army!

The British army thinks it is invincible in the world!

What France, what Germany, what the United States, to be honest, in the eyes of the British army in this era, it is really not very good. They didn't look at it.

However, no matter how proud the army is, it will be directly invulnerable when it encounters the opponent's direct invulnerability, and it will not be able to fight directly.

Some of them, too, can listen to the orders of Baron Desman, press the gun, and shoot.

However, some people have been completely frozen and don't know what to do now.

About, more than 200 people, carried out the shooting.

But, alas.

Such a shot is still useless.

Those bullets hit He Xuan's body and were directly rebounded.

"These, really can't work. He Xuan frowned, but seeing that the clothes he was wearing had been broken by bullets, he was a little dissatisfied: "Alas, why do you bother to take my clothes." ”

After that, he slammed on the ground, and the people killed like the wind, brushing and brushing, the sword was already out of the sheath, and every time the sword was crossed, several people died. In a few moments, more than 100 people have been slaughtered, and the data of this death is still expanding.

As for the enemy's counterattack, is that a joke? He Xuan, who has experienced tens of thousands of large-scale battles, is now attacking with a few hundred people with modern firearms on the opposite side, which is simply ridiculous. It's just easy.

When the death toll rose to more than two hundred, these British soldiers finally collapsed. They fled frantically in all directions.

Due to the unfamiliar terrain, He Xuan could not chase these British soldiers. However, there was a fugitive who had to chase after him. He Xuan's feet stomped on the ground and ran straight ahead, and in a moment, he had stopped in front of the British baron Desman.

"Yo, old De, what are you running away?" He Xuan stopped in front of Desman easily, with a very familiar tone.

Desman's face became quite ugly: "What kind of monster are you?"

"Oh, haven't you guessed who I am until now? It seems that you don't care much about the news of China, and you don't know much about it. O man, die of ignorance. ”

Desman really hasn't paid attention to the news of China, he has been reaping benefits in India, even if He Xuan said it to this point, he still didn't hear it. His face was now very ugly: "Do you have to kill me? Can you not kill me? I can give you money? I have saved a considerable amount of money in India. I can exchange money for my life. ”

"I must have more money than you. He Xuan smiled: "I'm not interested in money now, I'm only interested in taking your life." Your argument that yellow people are inferior at every turn sounds quite uncomfortable to me. ”

Brush!

A sword stabbed straight out.

Through the throat.

Draw the sword.

Desman fell limply, limply.

Desman was a serious racist who believed that whites were the highest, followed by blacks, and finally yellows. But he never thought that he would die at the hands of the yellow race.

He Xuan whistled lightly: "This time, the gift I brought to the British Empire is still quite large. Come to think of it, the British Empire should know I'm coming. ”

"I don't know how the British Empire will react when it hears the news. ”

"Is it anxious, nervous, or angry?"

"It's really exciting!"

"However, I haven't had enough yet, and now I should find another hotel and eat. He Xuan carried the sword on his shoulder and walked into the distance, looking at the scenery on both sides as he walked.

This is 19th-century England.

Full of film and television works, the style of the Middle Ages.

At this time, the people who watched this battle, whether it was the Indian Majita and others, or the British Jeniro and others, were dumbfounded.