The Mysterious Ming Dynasty: My Embroidered Uniform Guards Use Spear Techniques to Break All Laws

One shot shocked the entire audience.

Whether they were cult members or members of the Imperial Guard, their eyes widened, and their pupils suddenly shrank to tiny dots.

The man instinctively felt the phantom pain and subconsciously clenched his legs together.

The dark blue monster lowered its hand to cover its throbbing lower body, revealing a bleeding wound between its eyebrows.

When the monster noticed Chang Yuan raising his gun and realized it was in danger, it was too late to raise its hand again.

boom!

The bullet struck the back of the first bullet for the fourth time, slamming it into the monster's brain, and then tumbled inside itself.

The monster's eyes bulged out, and red and white liquid spurted from the wound between its eyebrows. Its huge, bluish-black body lunged forward, crashing to the ground like a mountain collapsing.

Chang Yuan revealed a confident smile and fired the last bullet from the magazine at the dumbfounded cult leader.

boom!

"what!"

The leader was shot between the eyebrows, and his whole body suddenly deflated, like a punctured balloon, leaving only a human skin.

The squad leader shouted, "Watch out! The enemy isn't dead; it's a human skin substitution trick!"

The flesh and blood piled up on the altar instantly decayed, turning into a black and red mist that slowly flowed along the ground.

Anything that comes into contact with the black and red mist, whether it is an evil spirit, a cult member, or a corpse, will be rapidly corroded until the bones are exposed, and the flesh and blood will be assimilated into the black and red mist.

The courtyard echoed with the death screams of evil spirits and cult members, along with the erratic, maniacal laughter of the ringleader.

"Hehehe, you all forced me to this!"

"You originally had the opportunity to merge with the great Blood Spirit and become immortal..."

"Now, you can all die!"

With the aid of the "precision" entry, Chang Yuan fired his gun purely by instinct, even when he couldn't see it.

boom!

The bullet pierced through two windows, struck the cult leader hiding behind the house, and precisely pierced his heart.

The leader stared in disbelief at the hole in his chest, his mouth agape as if to say something, but he collapsed before he could utter a word.

As he breathed his last, the altar in the courtyard cracked and shattered into countless stones.

The evil god behind the cult abandoned the faith in this area and took the initiative to sever ties.

Only then did the Imperial Guards finally relax completely.

The battle is over.

Chang Yuan's mind relaxed, the word "precise" gradually disappeared, and his right hand began to tremble.

He reloaded the magazine eight times tonight, firing 54 rounds, and his wrist was injured by the shock.

The original owner had received rigorous training, was extremely agile, and had a solid foundation in marksmanship, but was physically weak.

Perhaps this is why Chang Yuan was able to travel through time.

Chang Yuan handed the pistol to his left hand and, with his trembling right hand, took out deerskin, a brush, and lard, preparing to give the revolver a thorough cleaning and maintenance.

At this moment, the captain walked over, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see your gun and ammunition."

Chang Yuan turned the revolver around and handed it, along with a pre-loaded loader, to the flag officer.

The captain held the still-warm revolver and examined it carefully.

The revolver's structural modifications were minor; one glance was enough to understand what it was all about, and he didn't find anything particularly special about it.

The design concept of the loader was even simpler, and the commander-in-chief just smiled after seeing it.

However, the commander repeatedly examined those bullets, even personally disassembling one of them to pour out the gunpowder and carefully inspect its internal structure.

Finally, he loaded a bullet into the cylinder, fired the revolver himself, and experienced the smoothness of the reloading and the effect of the shot.

After returning the weapon to Chang Yuan, the commander exclaimed, "Incredible, truly incredible!"

"This new gun, with its new ammunition, is just as powerful as the percussion cap gun, but its reload speed surpasses that of all other weapons in the world."

"This gun is fantastic! It's perfect for our Imperial Guards!"

"Chang Xiaoqi, what's this gun of yours...?"

Chang Yuan replied respectfully, "My lord, this is something I improved myself before I took office."

The flag officer was stunned: "You changed it yourself, impressive!"

He looked at Chang Yuan carefully again. The handsome young man was slightly disheveled from the battle, but it did not diminish his beauty in the slightest. On the contrary, it highlighted his heroic spirit.

The flag officer sighed deeply: What a fine young man!

A look of guilt crossed his face as he said to Chang Yuan, "Young Master Chang, I misunderstood you and underestimated your abilities."

"If it weren't for your heroic efforts, all of us brothers would have fallen into the cult's trap, and the mission would have failed completely."

"You have rendered a great service. I will inform my superiors and request commendation for you, as well as additional rewards for your father!"

Upon hearing that his father was to be posthumously honored, Chang Yuan was immediately filled with immense emotion.

He knew this was the original owner's lingering emotion, and immediately returned the greeting with clasped hands: "Thank you, sir!"

The flag officer nodded slightly: "Such filial piety is truly gratifying."

The surviving officers of the Embroidered Uniform Guard also bowed and saluted Chang Yuan.

"Thank you so much, Commander Chang, for saving my life. If you ever need my help again, I will do my utmost!"

"Chang Xiaoqi is a sharpshooter at such a young age. He can think calmly in the face of unexpected events and bravely engage in battle. He is truly a role model for our Imperial Guards!"

"Xiaoqi also has the ingenuity to improve the musket. In the future, we will all be equipped with this new type of revolver, and our combat power will probably increase more than tenfold."

The captains who had followed Chang Yuan in breaking through the manor felt even more proud, and they patted their chests and said:

"From now on, we'll follow Little Flag Commander without hesitation, even if it means facing life and death together!"

Chang Yuan returned the greetings with a smile, his innocent and cheerful smile making his handsome appearance even more outstanding, which won the favor of the group of Imperial Guards.

There was no way around it; from Emperor Taizu Gao to Emperor Chengzu Wen and Emperor Shizu Sheng, there wasn't a single emperor in the Ming Dynasty who wasn't obsessed with looks.

All the civil and military officials, talented scholars and beautiful women, and ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty were, without exception, obsessed with good looks!

Regardless of gender, being good-looking is the biggest advantage in the Ming Dynasty!

Of course, it's just a bonus.

Even before Chang Yuan demonstrated his exceptional combat prowess, he was still looked down upon by the flag officer.

At the time, the Imperial Guards liked him, but it was only a literal liking, and even mixed with some unclean elements.

But now, when the Imperial Guards look at Chang Yuan, their feelings of liking have lost their wickedness and are replaced by awe.

Because there was a formula for officialdom in the Ming Dynasty:

Strength + Beauty = Limitless Future = Instant Success

Emperor Hongwu (Zhu Yuanzhang) saw that Wu Bozong was brave and handsome, so he not only promoted him to the top scholar in the imperial examination but also promoted him from Assistant Minister of Rites to Grand Secretary of the Wuying Hall in just one year.

When Emperor Xianzong first met Wan An, he was attracted by the handsome man's tall stature, striking features, and imposing appearance. He immediately appointed him as the Grand Secretary.

Emperor Jiajing, the Holy Emperor, was an absolute connoisseur of appearances. From Xia Yan to Zhang Juzheng, after praising their extraordinary looks, the emperor quickly promoted them to Grand Secretary.

Among all the government offices in the Ming Dynasty, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had the most serious culture of beauty pageants.

For members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to participate in the selection process and be promoted, the primary requirement was a tall, imposing appearance and a commanding presence.

Ordinary people are promoted normally, handsome men are promoted beyond their level, and ugly people are not employed at all.

Open discrimination based on appearance!

Chang Yuan proved his strength, and his good looks became a guarantee of his promotion.

No one can stop it!