It's broken, and was picked up by a femme fatale

When the water drop aircraft returned to the mother ship, Lu Yuan's eyes went dark.
He was mentally prepared and couldn't help but pray.

"May the heavens and earth bless you... May we return to our original time and space this time..."

However, time travel is not subject to personal will.
A light scold...

"Far!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and shuddered with fear.

There was smoke all over the place, and I couldn't see anything clearly...

Beside him, there was a man in a suit lying in a mess.
Many people were bleeding all over the ground, screaming and wailing in pain...

What happened?
Suddenly, all the neurons in my brain were activated.
Oh~
Another different time and space,

This is Qirabang in the Far East County of Tifa Kingdom, the Sith Continent.
Currently, the King of Tifa, Guge IX,
Hiring friendly "foreign rifle teams" to hunt down and kill pagans.
Unfortunately, Lu Yuan, whose name is Shen Beixuan,

He is a devout Zoroastrian...well, also a pagan in the king's eyes.

The smoke dissipated, and Lu Yuan could see clearly.

Fifty steps away, in unison,
There were three rows of "foreign riflemen" wearing red and white uniforms, roughly estimated to be two to three hundred people.
Especially, the soldiers in the first row have all raised their guns...

On the far right of the queue, the officer holding the command knife pointed the blade at the pagans again...

Lu Yuan suddenly cried out,
"what!"

Then, he covered his chest with his hands and slowly fell down.

Just fall behind the injured church member, keep your body as low and flat as possible,

A famous general once said,
"Think about what you're fighting for."

Lu Yuan agreed with the general's words.
He was not prepared to fight until he knew who the enemy was.

Even if the king of heaven, his father or his own mother came, he would never fight!

"Far!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ahhhhhh~~"

Dozens of Zoroastrians who charged with swords and spears fell instantly, and there were more screams.

The two sides were close together, and someone in the Zoroastrianism shouted,

"Fellow believers, dedicate your lives to the Lord. Charge!
After death, you will go to heaven, where you will have delicious food and drinks, and countless saints will serve you!"

Hundreds and thousands of blind followers, like chicken blood, rushed forward with red eyes.

"Kill! Kill, kill, kill! Everything for the leader!"

"Far!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ahhh!"

"Far!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ahhh!"

The Zoroastrians launched a human wave charge.
The "foreign rifle team" was reloading ammunition while retreating, busy but not chaotic, and it was obvious that they were well-trained.
Whether it is mobilizing spiritual energy or summoning a "Level 3 Civilization" aircraft,

Lu Yuan tried several times but to no avail.

It seems that this is an ordinary world without spiritual energy or supernatural powers.

Forget it, let's just hide for a while first...

He was on the left side of the position, where there were fewer Christians. He could barely see the formation of the "foreign rifle team".

After the first row fired, they immediately ran back to reload their ammunition, while the second row raised their guns and fired as ordered.

After the second row finished firing, they also ran to the back to reload, and the third row raised their guns and fired...

This cycle repeats itself over and over again without end.

Lu Yuan soon realized that

This is the famous "three-stage shooting tactic" of the musket.
However, what puzzled him was that every three seconds,
Judging by the speed of the "Fal",
A gun that can load ammunition so quickly is obviously not a matchlock or a flintlock.

It's a bolt-action rifle, right?
That's not necessary. It's really confusing to do this cumbersome "three-stage shooting"...

The three-stage shooting of the "foreign rifle team" was smooth and flowing.
But in the end, the human wave tactics were not as effective as before, and they paid the price of hundreds of casualties.

The Zoroastrians were far away from the first row of gunners.
It’s only a dozen steps, and if you’re fast, you can get there in two or three seconds.

However, the commander no longer shouted "Far!"

Instead, he blew a sharp whistle,
“Chuck, chubby~~”

At the sound of the whistle, the entire foreign rifle team turned around and marched back in large strides.

Thousands of Zoroastrians immediately discovered that

Behind the foreign rifle team, three strange "metal objects" appeared. What are they? What are they used for?

Before they could think about it, someone shouted:
"Charge! The foreign riflemen have been scared away. Quick, charge forward and kill them all..."

“Wow~~”

Everyone started to get excited again and kept charging forward.
However, the discs on the three machines started to rotate, and a cloth belt on the right side kept shaking.

"Da, da, da! da, da, da..."

Three machines, all spewing orange flames in the same way,
Moreover, the upper part of the machine rotates slightly.
Those Zoroastrians who were charging at the risk of their lives fell one by one, with broken arms and legs, and their chests and abdomens full of bullet holes.

At this time, the "foreign rifle team" also reorganized its ranks.

There are only a few "pagans" who can calmly aim and survive the hail of bullets.

"Far!"

“Bah, bah, bah~~”

The rapid-fire gunner and the single-shot gunner have a good understanding of each other.
They divided their respective strike areas to form crossfire covering the entire field.

However, the Zoroastrians,
They don't understand what "science" is, nor do they understand the horror of the generation gap in weapons.
I just followed the instructions and rushed forward with my fellow believers.

As one group falls, the next group takes over, just like the never-ending "sea of ​​believers"

Despite the overwhelming numerical advantage,

However, thousands of pagans were beaten to death by the "foreign rifle team" and could not move forward.
Gradually, a wall of corpses appeared on the battlefield.

In front of the three muskets, there were three piles of "corpse mountains" that were half a person's height.
It is estimated that there are at least 2,000 believers.
Confused and hopeless, he fell under the bullets,

And those wounded believers were even more miserable, unable to live, and unable to die.

In fact, after hearing the continuous firing sound of "Da Da Da!"

Lu Yuan judged that the armed riot planned and launched by Zoroastrianism would definitely not succeed.
The foreign rifle team had three machine guns and two or three hundred rapid-fire shooters.
Not to mention that there are only six or seven thousand Zoroastrians, even if the number doubled, it would still be a piece of cake!
Because, normally,
If a troop suffers 20% casualties, its morale will be gone.

Now, the Zoroastrians are attacking,
There was already chaos, with those in front running backwards and those behind blocking the road.
The two sides are twisted together, the density is higher,

Soldiers of the foreign rifle team can shoot with their eyes closed and still hit the target...

The collapse of Zoroastrianism is imminent!
A dead fellow believer is better than a poor believer!
Lu Yuan decided not to be the leader's cannon fodder, so he looked around.

It seemed to be a city, but where they were was an open square.

A hundred meters away are residential areas.

Must escape as soon as possible!

If you stand up and run, you will die. You can only crawl forward.

Fortunately, in my memory, all the tactical essentials are extremely clear.
So, Lu Yuan lowered his body, used his hands and feet, and ran away quickly.
He climbed nearly thirty meters.

I heard a "boom" behind me, and someone was faintly crying out:
"We lost... The foreign rifle team was too strong... We lost~"

Next is,
There was a chaotic sound of footsteps.
Coming, getting closer and closer...the ignorant and brave Zoroastrians finally ushered in the ultimate collapse!

not good!

If you play dead again, you will be easily "trampled".
If hundreds of people stepped on him, Lu Yuan would be skinned alive if he didn't die...

Without further hesitation, he placed his hands on the ground.

He quickly arched his back, hunched over, and trotted towards the residential area.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

From time to time, bullets flew by.
However, Lu Yuan didn't care about anything else, he used all his strength to run for his life...

Until he entered the alley and rushed to the corner of the lane, he collapsed on the ground.
"Whoohoo~~"

Finally, he outran the bullet... and saved his life! In fact, Lu Yuan just escaped,
It is Qila Square. Behind the foreign rifle team, that is, to the south of the square, is the Qila State Government Building.
Jidong County is the headquarters of Zoroastrianism, and Qilabang is the "place where Zoroastrianism rises".
Therefore, Zoroastrianism was able to gather so many followers and fight against the government.

That is why the government lured Zoroastrians to gather in Qila Square and then sent the "foreign rifle team" to suppress them in a bloody manner.

In short, Zoroastrianism is ambitious, while the government is cunning and shrewd, and is one step ahead of them.

Three hundred men, zero casualties, killed and wounded more than two thousand, and routed seven thousand pagans.
The foreign rifle team's reputation of being victorious in every battle has once again been fully verified!
Lu Yuan suddenly realized that the saying “If you fall behind you will be beaten”... is simply a true saying!

Of course, the "overtaking on the curve" that is far ahead,
As long as you don't crash, you will definitely win, and it will be a "win-win" situation, the kind where you win twice...

yeah!
Make a cute scissor hand gesture~~
After defeating the infidels, the commander of the foreign rifle team immediately organized the troops.

Break the whole into parts, divide one into three,
Each squad carried a "Hatch" rotary machine gun and divided into three directions to pursue.

At this time, the defense forces of the city of Qilabang,

They also became active and brave, and took the initiative to chase in groups of three or five.

These people were once Zoroastrians,

They fled in panic, hiding in the city-state building,
Now, I have seen how powerful the "foreign rifle team" is.

They instantly regained their confidence and were able to fight a "favorable battle" with confidence!

These people rushed into the pile of dead bodies in the square, killing them with knives and guns while searching for valuables.
When the "foreign rifle team" advanced on three fronts,

Lu Yuan also quietly fled through the streets and alleys to the north.

In the current situation, there are many people and a big target.
If you get stuck in the city, you'll be at the mercy of others.

Finally, he escaped from the north gate of the Qira city-state and walked according to the address he remembered.

Nanyun Town, Chihe Village,
This body’s current home is next to the big locust tree at the end of the village.

Before dusk, Lu Yuan returned to his "home".

My parents and my sister were all shocked as they looked at Shen Beixuan, who was even more miserable than a stray dog...

"Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Lu Yuan slumped down on the doorstep.

Licking his cracked lips, he said breathlessly:
"I'm thirsty...get some water~"

"oh oh!"

My younger sister Shen Danfeng ran into the kitchen and came back with a large bucket of water.
"Brother, give it!"

Lu Yuan took a look and said disdainfully:
"Is there no hot water? Raw water is unhygienic. What if I get sick?"

Shen Danfenglei's crispy outside and tender inside,
My God, why is my brother so excited after coming back from a trip to the city?

People in the surrounding area have been raised by drinking raw water for generations, and no one has ever fallen ill or suffered a disaster.
Old Man Shen was so angry that he smashed his pipe.

"Girl, you shouldn't pay attention to him, let him do whatever he wants!"

The mother still loves her son and said:

"Xiaofeng, go get some water from the stove. It's boiling at noon..."

Old Man Shen cursed angrily:
"A loving mother often spoils her son. Sooner or later, he will ruin the family! Humph!"

After saying that, he turned and went into the inner room.

hey~~
Forgot that I was in this house.

He is a genuine fool who doesn't listen to people's shouts and runs away when ghosts shout.
He is also recognized by the whole village as a lazy, idle and prodigal son...

hiss~
The opening is a tiankeng + thunder rolling in the sky...

My sister came with a big bowl.
Well, I can finally drink.
At least it's boiled water, without any bacteria or germs...

"Gudong, gudong!"

He took two big gulps and said, "Ahem!"

Too hasty, choking...

"Brother! Drink slowly! There's still some in the pot!"

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Lu Yuan slowed down.

I quickly drank a large bowl of water and the thirst symptom disappeared.

Observing Shen Beixuan's eyes, Shen Danfeng asked curiously and tentatively:

"Brother, what is the city like?"

"There are dead bodies everywhere, at least two to three thousand dead!"

“Ah~ Ouch!”

My sister was so scared that she almost dropped the large bowl and finally managed to hold it in her arms.

"Brother, you are kidding me... How could so many people die?!"

"It's true! The Zoroastrians gathered thousands of people.
The prince called in the "foreign rifle team", and within two quarters of an hour, they killed several thousand people...

The bodies in Qila Square were piled up to more than a person’s height, and the blood on the ground was up to the ankles… It was too tragic…”

After hearing this, the old lady asked doubtfully:
"Didn't they say that Zoroastrianism would distribute rice and flour today? Why did the prince kill people?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said tiredly:

"I don't know, but I think there must be a conspiracy here..."

Shen Danfeng asked curiously: "What conspiracy?"

Lu Yuan thought carefully and then said:
"I always feel that the church says to distribute rice and flour,
It must be a lie...Someone wants to see us being beaten to death by the foreign riflemen..."

Shen Danfeng and my mother don't have much experience.

I don't have much culture and I don't understand what Shen Beixuan said at all. What does he mean?
But Father Shen was in the inner room.
After hearing such shocking news, I couldn't help but run out again.
"Is everything you said true?"

Lu Yuan nodded:

"I saw it. If I hadn't run fast, I wouldn't have been able to come back.
The foreign riflemen and the city defense soldiers will definitely block the city gates, and more people will die tonight..."

Father Shen stared at his son.

After watching for a while, I found nothing.
"You are not allowed to go anywhere these days. Just stay at home. Do you hear me?"

"it is good!"

Huh?
The whole family was surprised.

According to past experience, if Dad said east, Shen Beixuan would definitely mean west...

Could it be that the sun will rise from the west today?

At this moment, Shen Danfeng suddenly remembered something and asked quickly:

"Brother, are Shuangxi and Shuisheng back too?"

Lu Yuan tried his best to recall it and shook his head.
At that time, he was only concerned with running for his life, so how could he care about the lives of others?
"I didn't see it... It was too chaotic at the time..."

"Then will they..."

The little girl had a bad feeling.

Lu Yuan sighed and reluctantly said to comfort him: "Life and death are determined by fate, it depends on God..."

As night falls, in early summer,
Well-informed people in the village,
Sensational gossip was being spread vividly in the village.

"Have you heard that tens of thousands of Christians were killed in the city today...

The streets are full of sweaty heads, the whole city is soaked in blood..."

"Oh no?"

"Why not? I heard from the police in town,

The prince invited the foreign rifle team, and one shot could penetrate ten people, who could stop them?"

"Foreign riflemen... gun heads made of sheep horns?"

"Hey, you didn't see that?
The foreigners’ guns can spit fire and shoot dozens of feet away… they are so powerful!”

"Hey, tell me, why did the prince kill the believers?"

"Well, I heard that

Zoroastrianism disrespects the king and calls him a bad guy...

So, the Zoroastrians are all traitors with treacherous minds, and they must be wiped out..."

"Someone come quickly... help~~"

Suddenly, not far from the entrance of the village, someone shouted... (End of this chapter)