The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 350 Namo Gatling Bodhisattva

The Gobi Desert is scorching hot, but the cold air blowing from the snow-capped mountains not far away from the Tianshan Mountains immediately makes people feel as cool as autumn.

The blue sky is set against the tall and huge snow peaks. Under the sun, a few white clouds cast cloud shadows between the snow peaks, just like a few silver-gray dark flowers embroidered on white satin.

The mountain wind blows, and the water surface of Huangludian has layers of ripples, from far to near, gradually pushing in, and under the warm sun, it emits sparkling waves.

This is the unique scenery of the Hami wilderness, which is enough to make newcomers intoxicated.

But Wuna Shili, King Su of the Great Yuan Dynasty, had no intention of appreciating it, but was bent on running away with his horse.

Although this is his territory, it is his Hamil.

He had already found a tall and undamaged horse, and he was running desperately surrounded by guards, because Gatling's "da da" sounded from time to time behind him reminded him that if he didn't flee back to Hami City quickly, he might never be able to escape again. The opportunity to enjoy wine and beauties will never realize the ambition in my heart.

At this time, King Yuan Tingsu, who was startled and frightened in his heart, didn't understand why the opponent's muskets and ammunition were endless. Could it be that he was really the legendary Nanmo Gatling Bodhisattva?

When Chen Zhao used Gatling in his hands to easily cut through Wunashili's steel shield centurion, those thousands of carefully crafted Hamil warriors were like paper, and they couldn't stop Chen Zhao for a moment. If it wasn't for him The samurai around him led him to flee desperately, grabbed the fast horse and galloped away. He had already died under Chen Zhao's Gatling.

As Wuna Shili's healthy horse ran faster and faster, the shouts of killing behind him became farther and farther away, but Gatlin's "da da da" sound, the wailing sound of the Hamili warrior when he was dying, became more and more loud. It was so dense that Wuna Shili's heart was bleeding.

The thousands of knights who came with him to ambush Chen Zhao at Huangluji today were the elites under King Hamili's tent. Each one of them was a warrior on the grassland, and they were his support as King Su. Every time one of them died, it meant For him, it was a huge loss, but now he was shot to death by Chen Zhao, and Wu Na was also sad when he was frightened.

To be honest, it would be fine if the warriors died under the opponent's halberd and iron sword, or from the hundred-step divine shot.

After all, the most obedient and strong man on the prairie encountered such invincible combat power, even the Emperor Dayuan had to consider winning over.

Back then, the Patriarch of the Tibetan Sakya Sect, Bhasipa, was proficient in Buddhism and martial arts, and swept the entire Great Yuan invincibly. Didn't the emperor Kublai Khan try his best to win over him?

But now it's different, the opponent's personal strength is not obvious at all, but it is too unwilling to kill so many brave warriors with the continuous firearms in his hands.

If I had such a weapon, I could do it in the position of Emperor Yuan!
But you use it to run wild in Hamili!

This heartwarming one-sided massacre was like a nightmare to him.

A guard beside him whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a saying in the Han people, there is a green mountain to stay, you are not afraid of no firewood, everything is not as important as your life, you are our big man, we only need to escape from birth before we can mobilize All Hamil warriors, avenge this vengeance!"

Wu Na Shili restrained his mind, his eyes showed the flames of engraved hatred after being humiliated, and said sharply: "I swear in the name of Genghis Khan, today's humiliation, I will definitely repay Wu Na Shili a thousand times in the future! Sooner or later One day, I will kill all these Central Plains Han dogs..."

It's a pity that he hadn't finished swearing viciously, when suddenly there was a long howl not far behind, like thunder, and the horses under the crotch of the warriors behind him suddenly went limp, and fell to the ground with a plop, and the warriors immediately fell too. The seven meat and eight vegetarian.

At this time, Chen Zhao's voice came: "Wu Na Shili, why did you flee like a bereaved dog? Huangludian is 180 miles away from Hami City. The pursuit of this 180 miles is enough for me to kill all your warriors."

Wu Nashili was furious when he heard the words, but he didn't dare to stop the horses, he just wanted to run wildly, all his ambitions were gone, and there was only one thought in his mind, "It's important to run for your life"!
At this time, there were only dozens of warriors following him on horseback. The more than 100 elite shield-bearing warriors had long been killed. Even the flag bearer had put away the big flag symbolizing King Su's majesty.

The whole team is basically a defeated army fleeing in a panic. Everyone is terrified and panicked. .

Wu Nashi wept while running, the huge humiliation made him miserable.

He has thousands of warriors with steel shields and iron armor, excellent weapons, and many eagle shooters, but he can't even stop a single Han Chinese. On his own territory, he could only run wildly, not to kill, but to prevent being killed.

This kind of humiliation made his blood boil like a boil, the veins on his forehead burst out, and he couldn't help screaming.

Tears of regret, humiliation and shame rolled down her face.

But the roars and tears could not bring back his warriors, nor could he restore the strength of the steed under his crotch. In the end, dozens of people were exhausted and fell to the ground screaming because of exhaustion.

Wuna Shili dismounted and looked at Chen Zhao who was full of energy and murderous intent. He let out a long sigh and thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground. Then he knelt down and gently kissed the earth and grass under his feet.

As a descendant of Genghis Khan, a descendant of Chahatai, and the king of Hamili, at this point, he knew that he could not escape. Even if he went back and lost thousands of Hamili warriors, he would still have to put in a lot of effort. In order to be comforted.

Even so, once the Central Plains changes, his bargaining chips for establishing a country and self-reliance will be greatly reduced.

All the guards around him have already stepped forward to greet him.

However, Chen Zhao had already taken Gatling back at this time. Instead, he grabbed a spear and killed the dozen or so guards with ease. With a wave of the spear in his hand, it stopped firmly in front of Wuna Shili.

"Wu Na Shi Li, when you were dying, you were so kind!"

Wu Na Shili sighed: "For thousands of years, there has never been a scene where a king was chased and killed by a single person in the defense of Qiang Qiang and General Wanma. I don't want to be met by me. I am the descendant of Genghis Khan and the descendant of Chahatai. It is not in vain to die at your hands."

The people of the grassland are in awe of the strong. Although Chen Zhao killed hundreds of his warriors, Wu Na Shili only has admiration and fear in his heart, and he will not utter insulting words.

Chen Zhao laughed, and suddenly put away the spear, and said with a smile, "Wu Nashili, I admire your demeanor before you die, and I don't want to kill you."

He jumped off the horse with a smile and patted Wunasli on the shoulder: "I came here for the piece of Shu brocade that was lost by the Sichuan-Shu Escort Bureau. I will spare your life. Can those pieces of Shu brocade come back?"

Wu Nashi narrowly escaped death, his eyes widened suddenly, and his tone trembled: "Yes! I guarantee that the batch of Shu brocade, sir, will be paid a lot, and I will also give it a big gift."

"Great gifts don't matter. I heard that there is a Subash Buddhist Temple in Balikun Lake at the northern foot of Tianshan Mountain..."

(End of this chapter)