I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven.

Wang Dahu drew his sword and raised it high, and the rescue soldiers in front of him immediately fell silent.

"set off!"

"Rumble"

In an instant, Wang Dahu led 5,000 soldiers to rescue the people, going from extreme stillness to extreme movement, rumbling towards the depths of the grassland.

A few days later, Wang Dahu and his companions arrived outside a large tribe of tens of thousands of people.

This was a target they had already explored.

When Wang Dahu and his men appeared, the tribe's scouts also discovered them and immediately ran back to report the news.

But in the beginning, they didn't figure out anything and had no way to integrate the power of supernatural powers into weapons.

At this moment, the tribal leader had only this one thought in his mind.

In Wang Dahu's opinion, the best defense is offense.

As well as various border fortresses, such as Shazhou where He Jiping was stationed, Gansu Town where Wang Dahu was stationed, and Jingluwei where Wang Erniu was stationed.

After possessing supernatural powers, how could those craftsmen, who were greatly motivated, just carry out research and development step by step?

That means the power of supernatural powers must be used on weapons, right?

However, once the war has begun, how can he stop it just by saying so?

Even with tens of thousands of troops, how long can they hold out?

By the time the grassland cavalry reacted and retreated, the number of fifty or sixty thousand people had decreased to less than forty thousand.

With the sound of metallic collision, the door of the yurt was opened instantly, and a big man with a full beard walked out quickly with a grim expression, looking at the scout who was riding a horse.

"This is too much! Gather the troops for me. I want to let these gray devils know that we grassland people are not easy to bully."

Moreover, they are a large tribe of nearly 100,000 people.

As time went on, such incidents became more and more frequent, gradually attracting the attention of many tribes, who angrily sent out people to look for the army that destroyed their tribe.

Naturally, the news of Wang Dahu's conquest of these tribes could not be spread.

In their Mongolian grasslands, everyone is proficient in riding and shooting.

This time when Wang Dahu went deep into the grassland, he carried 5,000 rifles and hundreds of thousands of bullets.

In the words of the chief, no matter whether you are male or female, young or old, there is always a place where they are needed.

But according to legend, the bows and arrows of these gray devils, the salvation army, are far more powerful than the Ming army's muskets.

Many small tribes were conquered by Wang Dahu's army. Unless the elderly were unable to move, all men, women, young and old were abducted.

The rifle bullets exploded the moment they hit the tribe's heads.

In just a few months, 50,000 rifles have been produced. If it weren't for the need to manufacture bullets, cast cannons, etc., this number would have to double.

Even the people around were instantly blown away by the violent shock wave, with many killed or injured.

However, after a long time, acquaintances, caravans, etc., went to these tribes and made a shocking discovery: except for some corpses, there was not a single person in the entire tribe.

They learn Chinese culture in it until they grow up.

For a while, the Salvation Army led by Wang Dahu became a nightmare for the grassland tribes. Because the Salvation Army members all wore gray uniforms, they were also called gray devils.

When he got closer, the scout jumped off his horse and walked quickly to the bearded man.

And now, it is the first time that Wang Dahu and his men attack a large tribe.

"bang bang bang"

It seemed that the Salvation Army did not draw their bows and shoot arrows, but instead raised their rifles.

That is to say, with 5,000 people in one round, it may not be possible to hit 5,000 people, but it will still be no problem to hit 2,000 or 3,000 people.

He instantly raised his rifle and aimed, allowing the inner Qi in his body to flow into it.

Then there was continuous gunfire, and group after group of grassland cavalry fell.

"bang bang bang"

what is this?

This was not a war at all, but a massacre.

For the Salvation Army, whose physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, whose nerve reactions are extremely strong and whose perceptions are acute, with just a little practice, basically everyone can become a sharpshooter.

Along with a gunshot, a bright red light shot out and instantly hit the tribal leader several miles away.

It has been several months since the rifle was developed.

if that's the case

Finished!

Looking at the tens of thousands of cavalrymen rushing towards him from afar, there was no trace of emotion on Wang Dahu's face, he just raised his hand slightly.

Although Wang Dahu has not launched any large-scale attacks during this period, he has continued to carry out small-scale raids.

Mongolia has been China's territory since ancient times and the territory of our people's salvation army.

"Load and get ready!"

In short, wherever Wang Dahu led his troops, no one or animal was left alive.

The situation then took a turn for the better.

Thousands of craftsmen worked overtime and were able to produce thousands of rifles in a day, increasing efficiency by more than ten times.

"Boss, something terrible has happened. The gray devils are coming."

Why did they give up their advantages and choose this uncertain musket?

However, although he couldn't figure it out in his mind, he always had an ominous premonition lingering in his mind.

"shot!"

The sound of gunfire was the death-calling sound from hell, and people fell down in large numbers.

Then, under the command of Wang Dahu's magical power of setting up the formation, they would not even concentrate their fire on one person.

If the number of people is large, then the first ones to suffer misfortune will not be the Salvation Army, but those who are captured.

Who are they looking down on? Are they comparing them to those small tribes?

Although they were hesitant, everyone quickly assembled their troops.

In an instant, some strange patterns on the rifle began to glow dark red inch by inch.

With a loud bang, five thousand soldiers raised their guns and loaded their rifles.

"Retreat, retreat!"

However, after Wang Chao began to analyze the essence of magical powers more deeply, summarize the rules, try to simplify magical powers, and evolve legendary runes.

As the saying goes, there is no wall that is impenetrable. After a long time, the actions of Wang Dahu and others were naturally discovered.

Wang Dahu used his eyesight to search the battlefield, and soon saw the tribal leader and his group fleeing frantically several miles away, and he couldn't help but grin.

Therefore, Wang Dahu brought hundreds of thousands of bullets, ready to wipe out the many nearby tribes of the People's Salvation Army in the north in one fell swoop.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dahu couldn't help but grin.

Well, maybe not as good as a bow and arrow.

At this moment, the tribal leaders and others who were supervising the battle in the rear, as well as the cavalry in the rear, were all a little dumbfounded.

But now?

Is this still a musket?

They will only think that they are the people of the Salvation Army. Even if they are Mongolians, they are a branch of the Yanhuang Huaxia and a part of China.

After arriving at the tribe, he started shouting before he even saw anyone.

However, Wang Dahu and his men have never attacked large tribes. At most, they would occasionally attack some weaker medium-sized tribes.

The dynasty also endowed those craftsmen with the natural status that belonged to them, allowing them to begin to master supernatural powers, and the efficiency of forging immediately increased.

Before the people behind could react, the militiamen had already quickly pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and fired again.

The leader's face flushed a little. He didn't expect that this salvation army that attacked small and medium-sized tribes would choose to attack their large tribe.

However, the muskets of the Ming Dynasty now.

After all, the gray devil had a bad reputation, and now that he had set his sights on their tribe, they had no choice but to resist if they didn't want to be abducted.

A total of 10,000 rifles were distributed to the Gansu town where Wang Dahu was stationed and the Shaanxi Xingdusi area.

And what is the situation now?

Firegun?

Wang Dahu would immediately order his men to slaughter them, then lead his troops away in a hurry. He would rely on his sharp bows and arrows to attack from outside the range of the army, and might even drag down and defeat the army.

But if they were blocked by them and their numbers were small, they would be courting death facing the Salvation Army's sharp bows and arrows, their powerful speed and strength, and their fearless fighting style.

Those grassland cavalrymen couldn't even escape.

Nowadays, the dynasty’s simplification of magical powers, the evolution of runes, etc. have not reached perfection.

And

Looking at the fleeing grassland cavalry, Wang Dahu and others lightly squeezed their horses' bellies, and instantly galloped away, falling far behind the grassland cavalry, and gunshots rang out one after another.

With a hundred thousand men, excluding the old, the weak, women and children, they could even mobilize fifty or sixty thousand cavalry.

The sight on the rifle underwent a miraculous change in an instant. The tribal leader in the distance was instantly magnified a thousand times and was clearly seen by Wang Dahu.

As long as he could cripple and scare these Mongolian tribes so that they dared not approach the Salvation Army's territory within a hundred miles, he would naturally defend the territory and cities.

The troops led by Wang Shi, Li Shu, and Li Yu who attacked Qinghai were allocated 18,000 troops, totaling 6,000 per troop.

After all, Wang Dahu’s main goal was to not let anyone go. Those who resisted were all killed, and those who did not resist were all abducted.

"Report, Chief, something bad has happened. The gray devils from the south are coming."

At the beginning, the Mongolian tribes did not know this.

On the other side, when the tens of thousands of grassland cavalry were less than 500 meters away, Wang Dahu swung his arms vigorously and shouted loudly at the same time.

In an instant, gunshots rang out, and a large number of grassland cavalry charging in the front fell down in an instant.

The leader who was commanding the rear couldn't help but frown.

What does this mean, musket?

"Dang Cang~!"

There were even a few times when several tribes united and sent troops to encircle and suppress them.

"boom!"

The era when grassland cavalry and archery were the best in the world will never return.

Is it some kind of witchcraft?

Or, the Salvation Army improved the craftsmanship of the musket, which greatly enhanced the power of the musket.

Otherwise, he would have already transferred the extraordinary courses to the school.

Then, lock the crosshairs!

"boom!"

That's right, loaded.

What kind of magic do these gray devils use?

Before, it was still the bow and arrow as they understood it, except that the range was a little longer.

"bang bang bang"

"Hahahaha, this new extraordinary rifle developed by the Weapon Manufacturing Company is really awesome."

Many small tribes began to migrate deeper into the grassland, which resulted in Wang Dahu and his team gaining less and less.

If such muskets could be mass-produced, he could already foresee the future.

In just a few moments, half of the tens of thousands of troops were already injured. The tribal leader tremblingly ordered that there was no point in fighting, and all they could do was escape.

Of course, those young children have to be sent to school.

The dense cavalry troops were cleared out in an instant.

There are a lot of problems, such as bursting of the barrel, inability to ignite, etc.

As the leader of a large tribe, he was certainly not a stupid person. He immediately understood the threat these muskets posed to their grassland cavalry.

The first troops to be equipped with these 100,000 rifles would naturally be Wang Dahu, Wang Shi, Li Shu, Li Yu and others, the front-line combat troops.

But that's not true. The range of a musket is actually similar to that of a bow and arrow, it's just simpler in comparison.

Not only was the tribal leader instantly shattered to pieces, he was also dead beyond death.

However, Wang Dahu and his men are also cavalrymen. They can come and go like the wind on this vast grassland, so it is not so easy to block them.

However, he did not achieve any results.

He had already evolved some simple rune patterns.

These simple rune patterns are the basis for creating extraordinary weapons, such as the rifle in Wang Dahu's hand.

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