Chapter 57: Flying Into the Sky without Steps

Bang, bang, bang!

Gun smoke filled the air, but it was not over yet. There was another round of gun smoke, and then another round.

For three consecutive rounds, the front row of the Jin cavalry fell like wheat being cut.

After a short pause, another round of gunfire sounded, and another round of lives were harvested.

This move made the cavalry archery charge on which the Jin people relied for survival worthless. They could not get closer at all. The closer they got, the more people died.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"What kind of magic is this!" Duoduo's pupils shrank, and he was extremely horrified. Has the Han people's firearms developed to this extent?

No wonder the other party was so confident.

The Jin cavalry was indeed an elite force. Normal armies would be somewhat chaotic after such a setback, but they actually stopped.

"Divide the troops and attack, don't attack from the front!" Wu Sangui said.

Soon, four thousand soldiers were divided into three routes, one for the main attack and the other for entering the village from the flank.

The enemy only had 700 to 800 people. It was already very good to organize three rounds of shooting on one side. If the enemy also divided into three routes, the firepower would not cover completely. Once close, it would be a massacre.

Don't think that they don't use firearms because they are backward in thinking, because they have accumulated too much experience in dealing with firearms.

I just didn't expect the enemy's firearms to be so sharp.

But sharpness is useless. The enemy has too few people and cannot pose a threat to them.

Sure enough, after the division of troops, the threat of the enemy was greatly reduced.

Bang bang! !

"Get ready, put on the bayonet!" Li Jianxing shouted after the last round of shooting.

Xuanzhen held the bayonet tightly in his hand, and the next step was to bayonet blood.

At a glance, there were at least 3,000 to 4,000 people on the opposite side, and this was not all. As time went on, most of them might gather here.

Duoduo's face was full of bloodthirstiness, and the familiar killing came again.

"Thousands of miles of carriages and books are all mixed together, how can Jiangnan have a separate border. Lead a million troops to the West Lake, and immediately ride on the first peak of Wushan."

He didn't understand poetry, but the Jin people's poem touched his heart, and even asked his staff to write this poem and hang it in the room, imagining the scene of leading troops to Jiangnan. Thousands of years ago, all the ancestors had lived like this. If they had no money or women, they would go south to rob. The weak Han people could not stop their iron hooves at all.

Four thousand against eight hundred, the Jin warriors rode on their faces, how could they lose?

Wu Sangui's face was also full of greed. Xu Xuan was a sweet cake. With it, Xu Yong should be panicking now.

A charlatan is a charlatan. He really thought he was invulnerable.

Wow!

At this time, a figure rose into the air, flew quickly into the sky, and then quickly approached the central army.

Wu Sangui and his men hadn't realized what it was yet, thinking it was just a big flying bird.

Suddenly, a black shadow approached, and everyone realized that it was a person.

"What is this?"

Duoduo and others panicked, wondering if they had seen it wrong, there was actually a person who could fly.

"Gods!"

"The gods are coming!"

More and more people saw this person, proving that they were not wrong.

Even the soldiers around Duoduo began to lose their composure.

"Playing tricks! Kill them!" Duoduo roared, trying to boost the morale of the crowd, and then pulled the longbow and shot towards the sky.

Because of Duoduo's leadership, many people shot arrows at the man in the sky.

Unfortunately, the arrows were not high enough, flew 20 meters and fell, and before they touched the man's body, the falling arrows injured many people.

At this time, Xu Xuan came to the top of Duoduo and his group.

"Haha, take my shot."

Swish!

He conjured up two guns, which were not Zhao Zilong's spears, but the Bixue Fire Guns made in Wuchang.

It was indeed reasonable for a Taoist to use a gun.

Bang! Bang!

The bullet flew out and hit Duoduo's head, killing him on the spot.

The famous king of the North died in such a simple and unpretentious way.

Xu Xuan was twenty feet above the ground, and the bow and arrow could not reach him, but the musket had the advantage of shooting down.

With Xu Xuan as an outlier, the previous deployment of troops was basically useless, unless this world developed an air force.

Otherwise, air-to-land will always have an advantage.

Bang, bang, bang!

He changed to a new gun and shot again.

Xu Xuan was not satisfied yet, so he put the gun into the storage bag and conjured up two iron balls with fuses on top; this was the thunder bomb, the latest research and development of Tiangong Academy.

With a thought, the fuse was lit and then thrown down.

Boom, boom, boom!

The thunder bomb exploded, and people and horses were thrown down.

Xu Xuan flew and exploded at the same time, without consuming a trace of spiritual energy, and only needed to use the true energy on the levitation technique.

"Mother!!"

"I was wrong, I surrender!!"

Faced with such a supernatural thing, they had no means of resistance, and their morale collapsed naturally.

The camp was in chaos, with the Han army and the Jin army intertwined. Some surrendered, some tried to escape, and many people were trampled to death or fell off their horses.

Among the corpses, Wu Sangui quietly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Xuan who was throwing thunder bombs wantonly in the sky. He felt complicated and wanted to cry.

"Really, the gods are real... Then I am..."

Am I a complete sinner? From this moment on, Wu Sangui knew the fate of himself and his family, which was to be nailed to the pillar of shame forever like Qin Hui.

In the sky, Xu Xuan had thrown all the grenades.

"It's refreshing, it's just that the thunder bombs take up a little space." Xu Xuan laughed.

Don't be afraid of the development of technology in the future. Taoist priests can also use modern weapons, and they will be stronger.

Thunder bombs do not consume true energy, but spells and the like need a little true energy to stimulate.

Xu Xuan took out the talisman, infused it with true energy, and dozens of fireballs appeared in the void.

Boom boom boom...

The fireball flew to the crowded place and exploded.

He raised his hand and summoned a three-foot fire dragon, and the red flames illuminated the surroundings.

Roar!

The fire dragon rushed down with its fangs and claws bared. The power of the fire dragon's explosion was even more amazing, and more than 20 people were engulfed in the sea of ​​fire.

The barbarians completely collapsed. Some saw that surrendering would not work, so they simply drew their swords and cut their necks.

In front of things that cannot be explained by the world view, the so-called bravery of the Jin people and the grassland cavalry are useless.

After killing a lot, Xu Xuan flew back to Shigang Village and landed.

Everyone stared at him with admiration. If they were asked to die now, they would probably be willing.

From flying in the air to killing powerful enemies indiscriminately, the gods acted openly and squarely. The gods are no longer charlatans who hide their true intentions.

In the chaotic world of China, gods finally came down to save people!

Today, these people will remember this scene firmly in their hearts and become the source of strength for future battles.

This is the power of faith and the power of hope.

"You can start cleaning up the battlefield. Don't let anyone go. The disciples of Zhongnan Mountain stay alert." Xu Xuan said lightly.

"Yes! Boys, follow me!"

Li Jianxing rode his horse to the front, and the Shenjiying picked up bayonets and rushed into the chaotic camp.

What followed was a one-sided killing.

Eight hundred against four thousand was nothing.

Xu Xuan looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was secretly holding the spirit stone to restore his true energy.

The whole process seemed to take a long time, but in fact only half a quarter of an hour had passed. If he continued to fight, he would be exhausted.

The true energy in the Qi-cultivation period did not form a cycle, so the total amount was very low and could only burst out briefly. Xu Xuan roughly calculated that if he flew high into the sky like he did just now, the true energy could last for about two quarters of an hour, that is, half an hour.

In addition to using spells and moving quickly, this time may be shortened.

I didn't use the Golden Light Curse just now. This spell is not suitable for group attacks and consumes a lot of energy.

Of course, don't expose it on the surface, and the transcendent temperament cannot be broken.

"Flying the sky without steps, crossing the infinite world..." Xuan Zhen muttered to himself, and finally understood why Scout Liu Yuan was so confident in Master Xu.

This is not a matter of quantity, but a power that transcends the world.

It is precisely because of this person - the only true god of Taoism in the past thousand years.

He and his disciples were only excited and ecstatic in their hearts. The hardships along the way were finally not in vain.

The heavens will not let him down.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Zhen?" Xu Xuan looked at Xuan Zhen who was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Master, I am convinced."

At this point, the leader of the great northern sect sincerely submitted, and the northern Taoist tradition was merged into the Baidi Sect.