Zhu Yuanzhang looked down at the twelve Huajin Grandmasters who were rushing toward him. There was no trace of panic in his eyes, and there was even a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"There are really rebels!" Zhu Biao stood beside Zhu Yuanzhang and couldn't help but muttered.
"Biao'er, are you afraid?" Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and asked.
Zhu Biao was speechless.
"Father, please don't treat me like a three-year-old child. I will be fifteen soon!"
Of course Zhu Biao is not afraid. There is probably no safer place in the world than staying by Zhu Yuanzhang's side.
"Hahaha!"
"Okay, this is our good son!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, showing his heroic spirit.
"Everyone, be careful of firecrackers." Zhang Dingbian suddenly spoke as he approached Feixian Pavilion, about 500 meters away.
As the number one general under Chen Youliang, Zhang Dingbian had fought against Zhu Yuanzhang countless times, so he naturally knew how powerful the Ming army's artillery was.
"Is it the kind of firecracker that can't even kill a bird fifty steps away?" Someone behind Zhang Dingbian laughed.
"Hey, I've seen this thing on the battlefield. I stood thirty steps away and let it hit me. It couldn't even hit me."
Hearing the two Huajin masters behind him teasing and belittling Huo Gun, Zhang Dingbian didn't say much.
Because that's the truth.
The fire gun is somewhat lethal to ordinary soldiers and even Rongjin masters, but it is not enough against the great master of Huajin.
Transforming energy means that you can release the energy in your body, hurt the enemy from a distance, spread the energy throughout the body, and turn it into a layer of energy armor to block the enemy's attacks.
Zhang Dingbian has done experiments and found that as long as he is not hit by more than three fire cannons at the same place at the same time, a thirty-step Waihua Jin master can basically ignore the damage from the fire cannons.
And if those fire gun soldiers were approached by the Huajin Grandmaster, the effect would be the same as being hit head-on by a centurion heavy armored cavalry.
The only reason he had given a warning before was to remind everyone not to forget to show off their energy to prevent anyone from capsizing in the gutter due to carelessness.
"put!"
A hundred steps closer to Feixian Pavilion, Zhang Dingbian suddenly smelled the smell of burning gunpowder.
Just as he was about to say something to remind him again, there was a loud shout in Feixian Pavilion.
Then countless black gun muzzles suddenly appeared in every window.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of gunshots kept coming.
"Haha, the dog emperor is anxious."
"Let's fire a gun at a hundred steps, it's useless!" A Huajin master laughed loudly.
But before he finished laughing, he suddenly trembled and lowered his head in disbelief.
He was shot, not once, but three times.
Three lead bullets exploded in his lower abdomen and chest, and the blood quickly spread out.
Even though he is a master of Huajin, even though he can release his energy and fight ligers with his bare hands, it is completely useless now. Because of the injury, the energy in his body is rapidly losing, and a feeling of weakness spreads all over his body in an instant.
"How is that possible?" He said with disbelief on his face.
A hundred steps away, how could a fire gun break through his defense? It shouldn't even be able to scratch his skin.
"Second team, let go!" Before he could recover, there was another loud shout from Feixian Pavilion, and then another black muzzle stretched out.
The Huajin Grandmaster's pupils shrank, and the unprecedented death crisis made his hair stand on end.
"escape!"
The assassination of the emperor, all the grudges and interests were instantly wiped out. He just wanted to live now.
Just like him, there were four other people who turned around and fled.
In addition, there were two more unlucky ones who were directly shot in the head without even struggling and died on the spot.
"The Dog Emperor!"
Zhang Dingbian's eyes turned red instantly. He raised his head and stared at Zhu Yuanzhang on the Feixian Pavilion.
The distance from the fifth floor to the attic, if it were in full strength, he would only need two breaths to jump up.
But now, for him, who was also shot twice, it seemed like he was far away.
Zhu Yuanzhang was also looking down at him at this moment.
"Surrender!"
"I can promise to spare your life!" Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly.
"Ha ha……!"
"Hahaha!" Zhang Dingbian seemed to have heard some big joke, and he laughed uproariously. The next moment he pulled out the long knife from his waist with a swipe sound and jumped up.
"Bang, bang, bang!" intensive gunfire sounded.
Zhang Dingbian, whose cultivation had reached the peak of energy transformation, fell into a pool of blood.
"Biao'er, this is a heroic man!"
"It's just that his loyalty is to Chen Youliang, not to us. What a pity!" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.
"Knowing that you can't do something but doing it can indeed be called a hero!" Zhu Biao nodded in agreement.
"well said!"
"The people of the world are determined. The general trend is our Ming Dynasty. A small Zhang Dingbian cannot stop the general trend of history!" Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Biao's shoulder heavily.
Zhu Biao's character was still a bit timid before, but since practicing martial arts, his character has become more and more like his own.
And he can also express his own unique opinions on some things.
This made Zhu Yuanzhang particularly happy.
"Biao'er, do you know why this fire gun is so powerful today?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly asked.
"Why?" Although Zhu Biao knew very well that this was the power of late Ming technology, he still pretended to be very interested and asked.
No way, although Zhu Biao lent the passage to Zhu Yuanzhang in the late Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu didn't know it!
Lao Zhu kept the news very tight and never revealed it to him.
Although Zhu Biao can actually go in by himself...
Now that he saw the power of this fire gun, Zhu Biao felt that he should be more curious. At least he should satisfy Lao Zhu's desire as an old father to show off in front of his son!
"This thing is called a blunderbuss. It uses a match rope to ignite the fire, and the gunpowder ratio and the structure of the blunderbuss have also been improved."
"It's much more powerful than the firearms in our army!"
"Not only has the attack distance been increased to 150 steps, but both the rate of fire and stability are far superior to the firecrackers equipped in our army."
"To be honest, we didn't know until today that firearms can be so powerful. We used to look down upon craftsmen, but we should pay more attention to this aspect in the future."
Lao Zhu said with some emotion.
"When you see machine guns, planes, and cannons in the future, you will know that today is just a small scene, and that is really powerful!" Zhu Biao secretly vomited in his heart, nodding his head repeatedly, affirming Lao Zhu.
Zhu Biao knew very well that the Bingzhan Bureau had been secretly producing the matchlock gun for almost a year since Lao Zhu got it back in the late Ming Dynasty.
In the original history, this thing should have been introduced to the Ming Dynasty during the Jiajing Dynasty. Although it is scrap metal compared with the firearms of later generations, it is definitely an artifact now.
It is precisely because of this that the combined efforts of the twelve Huajin Grandmasters can be defeated in one fell swoop.
This is also the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang dared to come here personally to take risks today.
With the hundreds of Jinyi guards hiding in Feixian Pavilion holding bird cannons, even if the number of Huajin Grandmasters doubled, it would be in vain.