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Chapter 348 Thousands of Arrows Fired Together
Korean bows and crossbows are world-famous!

Pooh!
This is a commercial boasting between Han Fei and Wei Zhuang in the original novel. In fact, everyone knows that Qin's bows and crossbows are the strongest in the world, and South Korea's bows and crossbows are at best second!

But as the saying goes, when people go out, they flatter each other. Although South Korea's bows and crossbows cannot compare with Qin's, at least there is a 30:70 ratio. If you round it off, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is the best in the world, right?

When they were still two hundred steps away from the house, Ji Wuye began to order his archers to prepare to aim.

Last night he was frightened by Yan Lingji's fire, so he didn't plan to send armored soldiers to fight in close combat, but instead prepared to shoot directly from a distance.

After all, even the Blood-Clothed Guards were still far inferior to the killers, especially since the opponent's flames seemed indestructible. The armored soldiers would be of no use except to increase casualties.

You have to know that these soldiers are the foundation of Ji Wuye's foothold in South Korea. Different from the cannon fodder soldiers who Li Qingyuan traveled through at that time and couldn't even get enough food, these soldiers not only can eat three meals a day, but they can even eat meat every few days, and they even have military pay!
As for the flame shield that Yan Lingji summoned yesterday, can it block long-range attacks?
In order to facilitate carrying, the hidden weapons carried by the killer organization are all small. Even the largest sleeve arrow is only half a foot long. It will be almost burned in an instant when passing through the flame barrier!
The smallest crossbow arrows in the hands of the crossbowmen are three feet long and as thick as a thumb. In addition, hundreds or even thousands of arrows are fired at a time. Not to mention that the fire barrier cannot burn all of these arrows. Even if it does, the falling arrow shafts can bury people alive!

Just as the crossbowman came into range and was about to draw his bow, he saw someone jump out of the courtyard.

"You are courting death!"

Li Qingyuan looked at the Korean soldiers who surrounded the courtyard outside and felt that he was too easy to talk to!

Han Fei is really not worth consulting with. If he had listened to me earlier, there wouldn't have been so many problems.

A heavy machine gun instantly appeared in front of him, and then looking at the archers who were preparing to draw their bows, he directly controlled the machine gun to fire.

Although these crossbow arrows would not cause any harm to him, it was hard to say for Yan Lingji who was having a headache and Jing Wei who was unable to move.

Not to mention that there are quite a few maids in this yard that he brought back from Zilanxuan. Although they were just prostitutes before, those women have served him quite well these days. In the absence of any conflict of personal interests, Li Qingyuan naturally would not watch them die.

So!

Before the crossbowmen could react, Metal Storm had already started its work.

The reason why Li Qingyuan did not use thermal weapons yesterday was because as his strength increased, conventional thermal weapons would soon be unable to keep up with his growth rate!
But!
When facing numerous small fry, thermal weapons still have their irreplaceable advantages!

Just as Ji Wuye thought, once these archers started shooting, even the strongest masters would eventually run out of internal energy and be pierced by thousands of arrows. As long as people are tired, internal energy, a panacea, can greatly improve people's physical qualities, but it can't make people become gods!
The most vicious tactic in the era of cold weapons was to cut off food and water. No matter how well-trained a soldier was, if he was deprived of water for two days, he would immediately lose the ability to resist. Not to mention using a knife to chop people, he wouldn't even have the strength to stand up and put on armor!
In fact, killing is a very physically demanding task, and anyone with less strength would not be able to do it.

Even though Yan Lingji used her natural ability to control fire yesterday, burning to death about a thousand people was actually her limit. If there were more, her mental strength would simply not be enough!
Of course, if she was only responsible for setting the fire but didn't care where the fire burned, then she alone with the white phosphorus incendiary bomb could turn the entire Xinzheng into ruins.

But no matter how they were trained to kill since childhood, or whether they were born with special abilities, there is definitely a world of difference compared to the killing efficiency of today's thermal weapons.

Isn’t there a saying?
When the Gatling gun was invented, the nomadic people instantly became good at singing and dancing!

Metal Storm is an advanced version of Gatling, which can fire 6,000 bullets in one minute. Although the barrels will be scrapped in five minutes if it is used at full power, five minutes is enough to fire 30,000 bullets!

If 30,000 bullets were used in later generations, they would probably only kill a few people at most. After all, according to statistics, in modern wars, tens of thousands of bullets are needed to occasionally hit some unlucky person.

But what if 30,000 bullets were used against a well-organized and well-trained ancient army?
Good guy!
This tragic scene is really hard to bear to watch.

"No—no—it can't be—it's not like that!"

Han Fei looked at the tragic scene in front of him as if he had lost his soul, and he was trapped in a logical dilemma.

Just after Li Qingyuan opened fire, Ji Wuye was preparing to have his men charge forward under the opponent's attack. Although he had seen this kind of attack method before, he felt that he had tens of thousands of troops and the opponent had only one person, so he would not lose no matter how he looked at it, right?

Unfortunately, no soldier could get within a hundred steps, and even the so-called masters under his command died on the way to the charge.

As for Ji Wuye himself?
He began to rely on his master's skills to rush forward to interrupt Li Qingyuan's attack, but he only rushed a few dozen meters further than those masters under his command. When he was about fifty meters away, Li Qingyuan finally noticed him, and then slightly shifted the muzzle of the machine gun by two centimeters!
Normally, Ji Wuye only needs two seconds at most to cover a distance of fifty meters, but it is obvious that these two seconds are destined to make him unable to cross the distance in his lifetime!
When the first bullet entered his body, Ji Wuye was still thinking about rushing forward despite the injury, but when the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth bullets entered his body, he only thought about escaping!
So this guy actually made a 180-degree turn in the air, still thinking about escaping.

To put it bluntly, if he had just rushed forward, he might have been able to reach Li Qingyuan before he died, but he ran away halfway through, which really makes people at a loss as to how to complain.

This great Korean general, the leader of the Night whom Han Fei had always wanted to overthrow, died silently without even causing a ripple.

There's no way. He's just a small elite monster in the silver fish pond, responsible for increasing the protagonist's experience. How can he expect him to comprehend sit-ups, a magical skill exclusive to the protagonist?
Look at Han Fei, he is the one who is truly protected by the aura of the protagonist. Although Li Qingyuan didn't aim at him and shoot just now, after Ji Wuye's death, the remaining soldiers fled desperately like stray dogs, and Han Fei was not trampled to death in the midst of the chaos. This is enough to prove that his protagonist element is quite pure!
(End of this chapter)