My future is invincible?

Chapter 14: Martial Arts vs. Guns
"More than 400 states raised troops, and faced an enemy force of more than 100,000 cavalry

"This national crisis occurred in the summer of the fourth year of Hong'an."

"No matter how terrible the situation is, we, the men of Dongyang, are here."

"In the name of justice and arbitrariness, let me roar to the world!"

The loud singing voice, sung by the Dongyang soldiers, gave people a feeling of excitement and awe.

Those who don't understand the content and meaning of the lyrics are confused, while those who do understand are furious, and are filled with anger at the distortion of right and wrong, sophistry, and bestial logic in this gloomy military song.

This fierce and powerful army marched out in formation, immediately throwing the entire city into panic.

There's going to be a war.

What a scary thing.

War means burning, killing and looting, it means rivers of blood, it means many people will lose their families, be displaced, and be separated from their wives and children. Even this prosperous city may be destroyed, and hundreds of thousands or even millions of people will become victims overnight, victims who are worse than animals.

How can this not be scary?
Not to mention that the troops that took action were foreigners.

The wind is blowing and the grass and trees seem to be enemies.

There was no need to urge or drive them away. The citizens who realized that there was a war near the International Press Club packed up their belongings and ran away overnight. This made the army squadron captain Jia Xiu Longji feel a little annoyed.

The soldiers under his command had not had an outlet for some time.

He had thought that while punishing Baozhi, he could also relax and relieve stress, just like his predecessor at the Lion's Mouth, which would not only allow him to vent stress but also boost morale. However, his plan failed.

Jia Xiulong Er can only make big promises.

All the main roads near the International Press Club were blocked. The surroundings were quiet and not a single Xinghan person could be seen.

"The despicable Chinese attacked and blew up our warships. Dongyang men! What do you think we should do?"

"Cut off their heads!" they answered in unison.

"Very good! Very energetic!"

"They all say that the Chinese gods are inside!"

"A god who can sink warships and hurl thunderbolts, haha!"

Jia Xiu Long Er drew out his samurai sword and swung it rhythmically, his tone was extremely crazy. Obviously, this Jia Xiu Long Er squadron leader did not witness Lan Yi's divine power yesterday, nor did he see his feat of flying across the city. He was arrogant and did not believe the weak and cowardly words of some of his colleagues.

Some of the soldiers saw it.

But in this hierarchical group where saying the wrong thing before a war could result in death, the soldiers who had been alienated into rigid killing machines wisely chose to remain silent.

Smart people think in their heads.

Even if it can fly, it may not be able to block bullets.

They still have so many people who can stop bullets.

In this press conference hall, except for the dangerous Thor, no one else has the power to resist the army. When the time comes, we should avoid Thor and kill the others first. If that doesn't work, we can retreat.

The smart people were right, and the hastily assembled observation group of powerful countries nearby thought so too.

They should be safe.

"Prepare to attack!"

"Kill all the attackers inside!"

"Strictly search for nearby collaborators. You can relax freely within one day!"

The last step of Jia Xiulong Er to boost morale is also the most effective means for officers in the feudal empire era to encourage soldiers to be as fierce as wolves and tigers. After conquering the target and killing the rebels, even if you carry out a massacre, the empire can ignore the weak condemnation and protest.

If protests are effective, what is the use of machine guns and cannons? "Savage yellow monkeys."

An officer in the observation group holding a telescope commented in a detached tone.

"Hey, Mr. Marco, how about making a bet on how long it will take these Dongyang guys to take over the club?" An officer nearby whistled.

They knew more about this magical club than the reckless and arrogant Dongyang people.

Except for the mysterious angel of thunder.

There are also some guys who are very fast and powerful, and pistol bullets are almost ineffective against them. They call themselves warriors. These guys need to be dealt with by rows of rifles, heavy machine guns, and artillery.

Something seemed to have happened to that Thunder Angel.

I tried several times late last night, but didn't see him.

"I bet for an hour." Kent, who was in the observation group, suddenly spoke up.

"One hour. The Dongyang army has good discipline and their weapons are first-class. I think twenty minutes will be enough." Marco shrugged.

"Maybe the Dongyang people will fail..." Albert casually said an idea that everyone agreed with in their hearts, but was reluctant to say out loud for various reasons such as face. "...The Dongyang people attacked, um, hey, wait, what is that, a leopard? How did he jump so high in an instant!"

The Dongyang people have just launched an attack on the club gate.

A dozen Dongyang soldiers in the front row who were bravely charging with rifles suddenly went crazy.

They were howling like ghosts and wolves, as if they had encountered some invisible horror. They fired their guns indiscriminately in all directions, killing many of their comrades by mistake on the spot!
It's like a signal.

The Dongyang soldiers at the front went crazy and rushed out from many high places, blind spots, eaves, and even directly from the walls. As if by magic, many people suddenly rushed out!
fast!
very fast! !

Faster than a leopard! More ferocious than a tiger! More violent than a galloping elephant!
The people of Dongyang, who had not yet had time to turn their guns around, suffered instantly.

Stone? Brick?
No, no.

The violent Qigong warrior lifted a wall and threw it directly through the air! The Dongyang soldiers in formation were instantly smashed into a pulp. Even the stones that scraped past could easily dig out the muscles and bones of the human body!

The way a person dies when being hit by bricks and stones and burst into a bloody mist is extremely tragic!

The Qigong warriors, even those who had achieved great success in Qigong, almost destroyed the more than 40 people of the Dongyang Squadron in the first wave of attacks!
The two wings in the front direction were ravaged terribly.

The Dongyang soldiers on the commanding heights were even more unlucky.

They had just aimed and fired two shots to suppress the surging figures below, the warriors who were as fast as flying birds, and were immediately targeted.

Targeting them were small stones that the warriors crushed into pieces like bricks and held in their palms.

No aiming required.

With the strength of a Qigong warrior, within 50 meters, these rough and sharp gravel can be thrown hard! Even through clothes, it can still be deeply embedded in the flesh!
There are more than a dozen Dongyang soldiers on the commanding heights.

Faced with the gravel thrown casually by hundreds of Qigong warriors, these unlucky guys were surrounded and brutally tortured in an instant, and then rolled down and hit the road heavily.

"They're so fast! I can't even see their movements!"

"Oh my god, I just saw a guy get shot and he just fell down and stood up again!"

"Building! They pushed the building down!!"

Albert exclaimed, as if he had come to a crazy battlefield, and everything before him was subverting common sense.

Da da da! !

The heavy machine guns that blocked the streets roared and the Dongyang people, who were also roaring, moved their cannons and finally organized a systematic counterattack.

(End of this chapter)