The eldest son is fierce

Tang Yi was stunned at that time.

He had never expected that Emperor Yanwen would even bring out a big troll!

Holy shit, Da Yan's technological level is so high?

"What's with that expression on your face? You made this thing. Can't Di Cang and Old Prince Fu copy it?"

Emperor Yanwen stroked his big gun and glared at Tang Yi proudly.

At this time, dozens of people came out from behind Emperor Yanwen.

These people were wearing black armor, masks, and scimitars on their waists, but what they held in their hands were no longer blood-dropping darts, but large spray guns.

Even Chen Diaosi held his head high and carried a big spray gun!

Tang Yi glanced down at the revolver in his hand and said through gritted teeth, "So, you're just giving me this small one, right? I'm only worth this small one, right?"

Emperor Yanwen put the big sprayer on his shoulder, raised his hand and grabbed the head of the recliner, and said: "Look at your little ambition, I am teasing you, Chen Diao Si, give it to him."

Chen Diaosi handed the big spray gun to Tang Yi reluctantly.

"Long live your Majesty!"

Tang Yi was overjoyed.

But when he got the big spray gun, he couldn't help but feel jealous when he felt the familiar feeling coming from his fingertips.

"New friend, long time no see."

he whispered.

The gun was new, but it was old acquaintance to him.

Then, Tang Yi looked at Emperor Yanwen excitedly: "Your Majesty, how many have we made? Haha, now that the guns are made, can we sweep across the world and avenge our previous humiliation?"

The smile on Emperor Yanwen's face suddenly froze: "Don't force me to slap you in the face when I'm happy!"

Damn, the big gun made fifty of them, costing fifty thousand taels of silver.

Five thousand rounds of bullets, with a total cost of more than thirty thousand taels.

In order to keep it secret, all that was burned was my little treasury. I have no money left!

Want to produce in large quantities in a short time? Dream on!

Tang Yi's smile suddenly became a little embarrassed when he heard this. He naturally knew that he was too happy.

Emperor Yanwen chose this moment to show off his big guns to warn the empress and the prime minister's party, "You mobilized 100,000 troops outside the city? Then guess how many big guns I have?"

He didn't even understand what was going on with the sky-blaster, but the flintlock rifle was stuck right in his face.

I just want to ask you if you still dare to resist!

***, Qi Wendao and others had just become happy, but now when they saw Emperor Yanwen and Tang Yi holding the secret weapons, their faces turned ugly again.

Let’s not talk about the weapons for now. The key point is the way Emperor Yanwen and Tang Yi hold their weapons. They don’t look like good people at first glance!

"Emperor Dog, accept your fate!"

"Traitor, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

"..."

At this time, the killers who had stepped out of the house had already fallen from all directions.

That roar, which sounded righteous and awesome, shook the nine heavens.

Emperor Yanwen and Tang Yi stood back to back, without moving an inch. They just rolled their gun barrels at the same time and aimed their weapons into the air.

Boom boom!

The next second, two loud noises like thunder sounded at the same time.

The killer, who was originally in mid-air and almost face-to-face with Emperor Yan Wen and Tang Yi, was shot through by a bullet on the spot. His body was like being hit by a wild bull and flew out in mid-air.

Boom boom boom!

Dozens of demons also opened fire.

One shot, one big friend.

These killers were all elites, at least masters who had made it into the three-day rank. Now they were killed by the big spray gun in mid-air, falling from the sky like dumplings, and blood splattered in the sky.

In one encounter, two hundred elite soldiers died!

Seeing this scene, the elite troops of King Zhennan, who were originally charging forward with great momentum, all stopped in an instant. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they dared not charge forward anymore.

"This, how is this possible?"

*** looked at this scene and stood up suddenly.

She could no longer maintain her composure, her voice shrill: "What is this? What the hell is this?"

She was sweating profusely, and finally felt a little panic in her heart, but she was unwilling to give up, and roared angrily in her heart.

She just couldn't understand. Wasn't it just being out of Beijing for two or three months?

How come this Kyoto is so different from the one she is familiar with?

Emperor Yanwen dared to resist, the people of Kyoto were won over by Tang Yi, and all the civil and military officials were beaten to pieces...but it was obvious that they had all the advantages!

"What? How is this possible?"

Qi Wendao's eyes widened, his old face filled with fear. "If this isn't a thunder bomb, what kind of weapon is this? What kind of weapon is this?"

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

"..."

He roared miserably.

However, no one from the prime minister's party standing behind him answered him.

They all turned pale and trembled, and some of the timid ones almost wet their pants out of fear.

What the hell is this? They want to know too!

"Is this the new weapon developed by Dayan? This... this is too terrifying?"

Yuwen Feng has always been arrogant and looked down on the people of Dayan, but now his face is full of panic.

If the Northern Di army were equipped with this kind of weapon, they would be invincible and victorious in every battle.

The Northern Di cavalry is famous throughout the world, but what if they encounter this kind of weapon?

In a war on the prairie, this kind of weapon is not scary. A charge can kill them all without leaving a single survivor. However, if you rely on the city walls to defend, it will cause heavy casualties to the Northern Di.

Yan Feng and Nangong Yue were also dumbfounded.

What Yuwen Feng thought of, they naturally thought of as well.

Zhao Kuangjian looked at this scene. He had killed countless people and never knew what fear was, but now he was finally afraid.

If An Jinglou was not destroyed, it was because of carelessness and he was killed by surprise.

What about now? What do you say now?

The elite troops of Prince Zhennan, who were well prepared for a surprise attack, were wiped out by Tang Yi and Emperor Yanwen in just one encounter?

"How many cards does he have left?!"

Staring at the recliner holding the big spray gun, Zhao Kuangjian roared in a deep voice.

Ying Wuzong looked at this scene and patted his chest in fear.

Damn, it’s a good thing that we cooperated with Tang Yi, otherwise they might be the ones lying here now!

The people were all shocked when they saw this scene.

It turns out the Marquis wasn't lying! Everything is truly under control.

But my lord, have you forgotten that we are still lying on the ground?

You're killing people like they're dumpling dumplings into the ground. Aren't you afraid of crushing us to death?

"Come on, come on, don't be a coward, why are you hiding on the roof?"

Emperor Yanwen walked out carrying the big door and fired a shot at the enemy on the roof opposite.

When the gunshots rang out, the enemies on the roof had no time to dodge before four or five of them fell down from the roof.

"Aren't you going to kill me? I'm standing right here for you to kill me."

"Come down if you're not afraid of death!"

Tang Yi looked at the arrogant Emperor Yanwen, his face twitching slightly.

When I first met Emperor Yanwen, the old man was as elegant as a gentleman.

Now that he has let himself go, he looks like an old gangster!

But that's true, the old guy has been suppressed for too long. If he is not allowed to have a good time today, he will probably go crazy.

Tang Yi carried a flintlock rifle and encouraged them from the side.

"Hurry up, come down and die."

"Your Majesty is giving you this opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to have this shop anymore!"