Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 134 Yang Feng's Divine Artifact Set

The unfortunate top warrior of the Murong tribe was eventually shot nearly a hundred times, and was almost riddled with bullets.

Of course, his death was a good thing for Murong Huang.

Historically, Murong Huang went to great lengths to kill his elder half-brother, who was both a skilled fighter and a respected figure.

The Murong family was famous for their brotherly love and respect!
After Murong Han's death, his cavalry immediately retreated, but soon after, the main force led by Murong Hui and Cui Bi arrived. This was a southward-bound army organized by Cui Bi as the Grand General of the Jin Dynasty, the Military Governor of You and Ping Provinces, the Governor of Ping Province, and the Protector of the Eastern Barbarians. Although their Jin Dynasty court no longer existed—not to mention Sima Rui, even Sima Ye was gone, the latter being in Pingyang—Cui Bi was probably unaware of this. The separation between the north and south made it difficult for him to quickly obtain this information. He had always looked up to his brother-in-law Wang Jun as a role model, considering himself a man of Central Plains origin, and attempting to carve out a territory in Liaodong. He used this incident to establish his authority.

So it wasn't just the Murong tribe; the Yuwen tribe had also moved south, though not this way.

Choi Bi also brought some Goguryeo troops with him.

Their plan was to head south and join forces with the Duan tribe before attacking Youzhou. Meanwhile, the Yuwen tribe, which was heading south via the western route, would also join them in Youzhou.

then……

There's no after that.

The Imperial Guards of Emperor Taizu Gaozu were like a killing machine, waiting for them to enter.

"Look, this is the ultimate musket."

Emperor Taizu Gaozu, atop his imperial carriage, held a wine cup and gazed at the six-barreled machine gun spewing flames in front of him.

The tracer beams of bullets continued to sweep across the chaotic battlefield.

The only difference was that Xun Guan was now the one operating the machine gun.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and fire. Between the hollow square formations, the charging Xianbei cavalry desperately tried to escape, only to be shot down by the crossfire of flintlock muskets. The cannons also spewed flames, and shells whistling across the battlefield reaped the lives of the cavalry. Of course, some square formations were breached, but the Imperial Guard soldiers, who had already taken Emperor Taizu Gao as their idol, did not flee. Instead, they continued to fight with the weapons in their hands.

Faced with the cavalry who were positioned high above them, they gathered around, thrusting bayonets at each other and pulling the enemy off their horses with their bare hands.

As long as they fight to the death and refuse to retreat, the infantry will become a quagmire that traps the cavalry.

Their comrades behind them, loading bullets, raised their flintlock pistols.

Then came a gunshot.

Then the divine light from the elephant chariot swept away the enemies in front of them.

Meanwhile, among the Xianbei cavalry, Murong generals, who were said to have summoned ferocious beasts through witchcraft, were roaring like madmen, trying to carve out their victory on this battlefield like wild animals.

But it didn't work.

Let alone being possessed by a wild beast, even if you brought a group of Siberian tigers and brown bears, they wouldn't be able to withstand bullets!
One or two shots are fine, but the crossfire of hundreds of muskets would kill even a Tyrannosaurus Rex, let alone a bear or tiger. Besides, if there aren't enough muskets, there are cannons. If a Tyrannosaurus Rex came, it would only be a matter of how many shots it could withstand from a nine-pound cannon.

In the era of cold weapons, they were indeed the key to victory on the battlefield.

A burly man with strength comparable to a brown bear, clad in heavy armor and wielding a weapon resembling a spiked club, would be a monster that ordinary soldiers couldn't stop without suffering hundreds of casualties. But in the age of firearms, he couldn't even withstand a bullet that hit a vital spot...

"Times have changed!"

Yang Feng watched as such a fierce general fell on the distant battlefield.

The latter, leading his cavalry, bravely broke through a hollow square formation, wielding his spiked club and fiercely smashing the resisting Han soldiers. But a Han soldier, having finished reloading, pulled the trigger ten meters away. A bullet weighing over thirty grams struck him squarely in the forehead, carrying thousands of joules of kinetic energy that pierced his skull, shattering his brain. He fell like a piece of rotten wood.

"You wouldn't need such a heavy bullet to kill a brown bear!"

Emperor Taizu Gao commented with disdain.

There's really no need for that.

His flintlock pistol was the type used in the late Ming Dynasty.

Because the enemies encountered in the late Ming Dynasty were usually armored, the flintlock muskets had a caliber slightly larger than those of the brown bes. The latter's bullets weighed 28 grams, while his muskets weighed over 30 grams, which was actually nine qian (a unit of weight) according to the Ming Dynasty standard.

This is a compromise between power, portability, and other factors.

but……

You don't really need something this big to hunt a bear.

That's 500 grains! Enough to hunt an elephant, let alone a bear.

"Who is this Murong?"

He asked immediately.

"Your Majesty, it should be Murong Ren, Murong Hui's eldest son."

Wen Qiao, who was holding up binoculars, quickly said.

"Murong Huang should thank me!"

Yang Feng said.

Another participant in the Murong clan's fraternal harmony has fallen.

However, this was the first generation of the Murong clan. The Murong clan's true top generals, such as Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De, might not have been born into this clan, especially Murong Ke, who was undefeated in his life.

Of course, these things never had the chance to appear on the historical stage again.

"Another one has fallen!"

Wen Qiao shouted excitedly.

In his field of vision, a fierce general of the Murong clan, wielding a long sword and leaping like a pouncing tiger, was struck by a cannonball that swept across the battlefield. His entire body was instantly reduced to a spray of blood mist, while his head and limbs scattered towards the ground. The cannonball that killed him wasn't even significantly affected; it landed a hundred paces behind him, carrying his flesh and blood, creating a trail of blood mist among his cavalry. Then it finally fell, but upon impact, it was bounced up by stones on the ground, the flying debris breaking its horse's leg, before it rolled forward again.

A cavalryman who had just fallen from his horse instinctively reached out to grab the cannonball, but the seemingly slow-moving shell broke his hand upon impact.

He held up his severed hand and screamed in agony.

Behind him, the Murong cavalry were fleeing in disarray.

Their morale has completely collapsed.

Although they have actually performed the best so far.

The Xiongnu were even worse than them.

While this was due to the frightening effect of their warhorses being able to carry firearms, it was also true that the Murong tribe was more capable of fighting than the Xiongnu. However, even so, they had completely lost the courage to continue fighting. For them, the Han army was invincible, and fleeing was the only option they could think of.

but……

There's no way to escape now.

Emperor Gaozu, atop his elephant-drawn carriage, rose proudly and raised his giant bow.

As the giant bow was drawn, energy arrows were rapidly generated.

"Offending the emperor's authority will be punished."

He said.

The energy arrow shot through the air in the next instant, catching up with the fleeing Murong cavalry. The latter didn't even hear its whistle before the blue ionosphere struck them. The terrifying power not only plowed through the ground but also annihilated the cavalrymen upon impact, while the flying debris and dust violently slammed into the fleeing cavalry on either side.

The blue energy arrow continued forward, piercing through the fleeing Murong tribe at speeds more than ten times the speed of sound.

A ravine runs through the battlefield.

The Murong cavalrymen who had survived the attack stood on either side of the ditch, looking at each other trembling.

Meanwhile, Emperor Gaozu, atop the elephant-drawn carriage, once again drew his giant bow.

The second energy arrow shot out with a whoosh.

Just like the first one, it shifted slightly to a different angle, plunging through the earth and sweeping away the cavalry amidst their terrified screams. Then came the third, the fourth...

Can not resist.

There's no escaping it. The energy arrow has no range limit; within Yang Feng's field of vision, it can go wherever he wants.

Within this range, nothing is invincible.

Even a mountain can be shot through.

The only thing the fleeing Murong cavalry could do was desperately escape, waiting for the blue light to pierce through them like divine punishment. Those directly hit were instantly annihilated into the air, and even those on the sides were reduced to half-buried limbs by the energy impact and the resulting debris. Even kneeling down and begging for forgiveness was useless.

Yang Feng was too lazy to care.

It's not that he has any special feelings for the Murong tribe, but this time he must make sure the Murong tribe never forgets this lesson.

Or rather, completely destroy the tribe.

Kill as many men as possible on the battlefield and then have the Han army sweep away their women and children. Moreover, it wasn't just the Murong tribe involved; there were also some Goguryeo people among them.

The blue energy arrows, starting from the elephant chariot, swept across the battlefield time and again, leaving behind ravines like rays on the earth. On both sides of the ravines, countless severed limbs were half-buried in the fallen soil. The Murong Xianbei, who were originally about to join the struggle for supremacy in the north, ended their hegemony just as they were beginning...

three days later.

Orders.

A huge mound of Jingguan (a type of human pyramid) was piled up outside the city.

"Tell Duan Jilu Juan to hand over his alchemy furnace and all his pills. All adult males of the Duan family should commit suicide. I might spare their families since they didn't ask me to do it."

Emperor Gaozu of Han, who had just almost completely annihilated the Murong tribe and the Goguryeo allied forces, said this from his imperial carriage.

Before him stood Cui Bi, who remained expressionless.

Choi Bi surrendered.

Of course he couldn't possibly fight to the death. What kind of nonsense was it for a member of the Cui clan of Qinghe to fight to the death?

Cui Yue of the Qinghe Cui clan, and Cui Yue's grandson Lu Chen, were all trusted confidants of Liu Kun. Even Wen Qiao's mother was from the Qinghe Cui clan; she was the granddaughter of Cui Lin. Cui Bi's great-grandfather Cui Yan and Cui Lin were cousins. These former subordinates of Liu Kun were now all key ministers in the Han court. Under these circumstances, Cui Bi naturally surrendered. He was simply too shocked to speak and remained in a daze. So, in a daze, he bowed to Emperor Gaozu and then headed towards Lingzhi City to convey Emperor Gaozu's edict to Duan Ji and Lu Juan.

however……

He had just reached the foot of the city wall when a javelin suddenly flew out from the wall and struck him squarely in the chest, pinning him to the ground.

The excruciating pain instantly brought him to his senses.

"Lord of Liaoxi, do not bring about your own destruction!"

He screamed in agony.

Then the second javelin fell.

That shut him up.

"This is incredibly rude!"

The Emperor Taizu Gao, standing behind him, looked at his figure nailed to the ground and sighed.

"Emperor Gaozu, these people are all like owls and beasts, with the nature of animals that cannot be changed by education. Although they pretend to be polite, they are just trying to take advantage of the chaos to seize the Han Dynasty's land. They should be swept away by the might of Heaven."

Wen Qiao quickly said.

Of course, he didn't care that Cui Bi died in front of him.

In fact, it was Cui Bi who suggested to Emperor Taizu Gao that he be allowed to go in and deliver the imperial edict. If Cui Bi hadn't died, the Cui clan of Qinghe would have been embarrassed, since this guy had led troops to attack Emperor Taizu Gao. Although he didn't know what had happened because he was out of the loop, it didn't change the fact that he had done this. But that was enough. No matter what he had done before, he had ultimately sacrificed himself for the country.

That's it.

One of the Cui family members from Qinghe died while sacrificing his life for the country.

This is an honor!
"Then let's sweep it up!"

Yang Feng said.

He then stood up, and in the next moment, his imperial robes transformed into magnificent golden armor.

At the same time, a halberd appeared in his hand, the Crimson Sky Sword was at his waist, a giant bow was on his back, and a jade axe shrunk to the size of a jade pendant hung at his waist like an ornament. He appeared on the elephant carriage with great momentum, adorned with divine weapons.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Wen Qiao knelt beside the elephant carriage and shouted "Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Countless generals and soldiers around him knelt down and shouted "Long live the Emperor!"

As they kowtowed, Emperor Taizu Gao rose into the air and flew straight toward Lingzhi City ahead.

Two giants on the city wall, who had clearly consumed elixirs, stared at him in astonishment.

"kill him!"

One of them roared.

The next moment, the javelins in their hands flew at Yang Feng at the same time.

Yang Feng coldly looked at them with the gaze of someone looking down on ants, letting the javelins bounce off his body. Then, he pointed his halberd, and in the next instant, hundreds of javelins flew out simultaneously, forming two dense groups that pierced the two giants. Even giants couldn't withstand fifty javelins piercing through them by one person. They were pinned down in a comical way, without even struggling.

The ordinary soldiers on the city wall looked at Yang Feng with trembling eyes.

Suddenly one of them knelt down at top speed.

"Long live the Emperor Taizu Gao!"

He shouted.

Then the others instantly realized what was happening.

Immediately afterwards, everyone on the city wall knelt down.

"Long live the Emperor Taizu Gao!"

They shouted in unison.

"Bring the heads of the Duan family members here, or they will all die."

Yang Feng said.

The one who had initially knelt immediately stood up and pointed his spear into the city.

"Brothers, kill!"

he shouted.

Then he rushed straight to the horse track.

The soldiers behind him scrambled to their feet, grabbed various weapons, and rushed into the city. Some clever ones quickly opened the city gates, and the Han army, which had been waiting outside, immediately swarmed in. On the other city walls, those soldiers who saw the defection on this side also rushed towards their commander, the Duan clan general, without hesitation. Although the general had taken a pill, he could only retreat in the face of this situation.

But retreat was no longer an option, because the city was not only inhabited by the Duan family; the Han Chinese powerful families who had been attached to them, including the Wuhuan, also joined the ranks of those who defected after the city gates were opened.

The Han musketeers who entered the city quickly took control of the streets and alleys.

Then they began firing.

Yang Feng had already landed on the city wall, and then a rotary machine gun appeared in front of him.

"kill."

He pointed to a group of giants deploying defenses on the inner city wall in the distance.

Xun Guan, who appeared alongside the machine gun, immediately aimed at the giants. The next moment, the tracer of the bullet shot out, hitting one of the giants squarely. The 12.7mm bullet instantly severed his arm. Before he could even regain his senses, the tracer continued to slide and entered his body, flying out from his back with spraying flesh and blood...

(End of this chapter)