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Chapter 68 Two Guns Will Give Answers

Although Pen Ke is not a natural master.

But in any case, his martial arts realm has also entered the second-rate.

And what he has practiced is "Catching Tiangang Hand"!
This set of palm techniques emphasizes quickness, precision and ruthlessness!

Once the luck is in hand, Penke's hands are like ghosts, erratic in the air, preventing east and west, preventing east and west!

Although Penke didn't follow the moves in the exercises, he used palm techniques to attack the enemy.

But he used this skill with a pistol, and he can be called one of the best fast gunners in Ming Dynasty!
Two revolvers.

Ten rounds of the brass custom-mounted enchanted bullets that Ming had just trial-produced this year went straight to the faces of the four innate masters.

The magic-breaking curse engraved on the projectile with a mixture of cinnabar and chicken blood burst into dazzling light under the action of thousands of degrees of high temperature excited by the gunpowder.

Without any resistance, these ten bullets penetrated the protective zhenqi and directly sank into the heavenly spirit covers of the four innate masters.

Moments later, each of the innate masters who assassinated Peng Ke received two bullets on the head between the eyebrows.

The one who rushed to the front was more unlucky. He was shot in the head four times, directly smashing his skull.

A gray-white skull mixed with blood flew out of his head.

Originally, the four of them assassinated Pen Ke in close quarters.

Penke almost pushed the barrel of the gun to their foreheads before firing, which must have been enough.

Looking at the four corpses that fell to the ground in response, Pen Ke shook his head.

"Who told you that my gun is the same as that of other soldiers and can only fire one shot at a time?"

The two guns that Peng Ke carried with him were the new percussion-style revolvers specially made by Moyuan. They could hold six bullets at a time, and two would equal twelve rounds.

The cost is very expensive. Not only is it half mechanical and half handmade, but the time and money spent on making such a revolver is worth making twenty or thirty 25-year-old standard rifles.

Even the bullets are the latest brass fixed-load bullets from Moyuan.

This kind of brass fixed-loaded ammunition is much more expensive than paper-cased fixed-loaded ammunition, and it has to be made of copper. The money spent on making one can be used to make more than ten paper-cased fixed-loaded ammunition.

Originally, bullets are consumable items, and the cost of this kind of brass fixed ammunition is ten times more expensive than the old-fashioned bullets.

Even though Moyuan has researched it, it has no plans to completely change the outfits of the Ming army in a short time.

Can't afford it!
Can't afford it either!

At least until the production capacity of several large copper mines is increased, and the industrialization of Ming Dynasty is more thorough, the army of Ming Dynasty may replace it with brass fixed ammunition.

That is to say, Peng Ke is a member of Jinyiwei, so he can use these small-scale mass-produced cutting-edge equipment that has not yet been put into the army.

And in order to be lethal enough.

Every time when reloading, except for the first round that Penke loaded with ordinary bullets, the next five rounds were loaded with magic-breaking bullets that could only be made by Qi refiners!
This kind of magic bullet is not easy to manufacture, and Da Ming's daily output is only more than a thousand.

Penke only had more than 30 rounds at hand, and now he used up ten rounds at once, which made his heart ache.

"This magic bullet is easy to use, but it can't be mass-produced!"

"Whenever my Ming Dynasty can industrialize the mysticism of Qi practitioners."

While Peng Ke was speaking, Ahu was slapped three to five meters away by the assassin's palm, and he was on the ground for a few seconds before recovering.

Immediately got up from the ground, flew to Penke's side, groped his body anxiously with both hands, and wailed, "Your Majesty! Are you okay!"

On the other side, Mo Xu, who was also knocked to the ground, looked at him in shock.

In fact, the entire assassination of the disciples of Xia Ke Island only took four to five seconds.

It only took a second or two from when the hidden weapon was released to when they quickly approached Peng Ke and knocked Ah Hu and Mo Xu into the air with two palms.

As a result, after the two of them vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground, they just raised their heads in a daze, and saw the cool scene of Penke raising his hand and firing ten bursts.

Mo Xu trembled his lips, and said intermittently: "Isn't the musket only able to fire one bullet at a time, and then you have to reload the ammunition?"

He raised his hand and knocked off Ahu's hands that kept groping around him, and Peng Ke replied with a smile: "You people from the rivers and lakes, it's just that the news is slow, when are the flintlock guns old?"

"Nowadays, the equipment of the army needs to be innovated every two or three years. Not to mention you, even the soldiers of our army are a bit overwhelmed with new technologies."

"Not to mention, my gun is still the latest product developed by Mo Academy, so it's not the same."

"Maybe in a few years, soldiers' rifles can fire five or six bullets at a time."

"By the way, the heavy firepower weapon that Moyuan is developing can fire hundreds of bullets in one minute. That is the real battlefield harvester."

Mo Xu opened his mouth again and again, trying to say something several times, but in the end all the words turned into a sigh.

"Every day is changing, every day is changing."

In the past 30 to [-] years, too many new things that he has never heard of or seen have appeared on the land of Huaxia.

Now even if Peng Ke told him that the imperial court could even shoot down the sun, he would believe it.

Mo Xu decided that when he was free in the future, he would read more Mohist works such as "Mechanics", "Heavenly Craftsmanship", "On Steam Engine" and other works, and learn these new things carefully.

"Okay, don't surround yourself, I'm fine."

"Keep going at full speed!"

Penke waved his hand, and drove away the soldiers who were constantly surrounding him, fearful of the assassination, and wanted to protect him, and jumped back onto the steam tractor with a stride.

Several heavy armored soldiers were also deployed to Penke's side, running with the steam tractor to protect Penke.

The army, which had been stagnant for a moment, regained its normal order and marched quickly along the road again.

However, every soldier's face showed a bit of humiliated anger.

In the army, I want to take the leader's head!
This is to make them nothing!
Can't stand it!
At this moment, the soldiers' chests were full of flames, like dynamite kegs that were being ignited, ready to be detonated at any time!
Standing on the steam tractor, Pen Ke stared with a serious expression, the axles were stepped on by those few innate master assassins.

The personal force of the innate master is indeed strong.

The axles made of fine iron can make depressions several centimeters deep.

If he didn't have the amulet made by a qi refiner in the Nine Palaces Realm, even if he was a second-rate expert, his bones would probably be shattered after being hit by such a leg.

At this time, Peng Ke realized later, looked worriedly at Ah Hu who was still guarding beside him with the blood on the corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "Ah Hu, are you alright?"

Ah Hu scratched his head, and said with a naive smile: "It's nothing to worry about, it's just that the internal force is a little disordered, just adjust and adjust."

Peng Polu himself wanted Ah Hu to be a human shield for Peng Ke, so most of the exercises Ah Hu practiced were external skills, and he practiced his whole body like an iron man.

Although he is only a first-class master, he won't be killed directly if he takes a few tricks from the innate master.

However, Peng Ke still felt distressed for the guards he had followed since he was a child, and he was afraid that Ahu would have some sequelae.

So he took out a folded talisman paper from his pocket and handed it to Ah Hu: "This is the rejuvenation talisman. Go find a bowl of water to dissolve the talisman and drink half a bowl with Mo Xu."

"Although it won't be able to bring the dead back to life, the recovery effect of external injuries is still very good."

"Thank you son!"

Ah Hu cheerfully took the Rejuvenation Talisman, turned around and went to ask for water from the auxiliary soldiers.

Seeing Ahu's naturally optimistic face, Peng Ke shook his head amusedly, and also took out yellow-orange-orange brass fixed ammunition from the ammunition pouch hanging on his waist, and poured them into his double guns. Fill the roulette.

For him, this near-miss assassination was just a small episode on the march.

In the past two years, he has faced too many assassinations like this.

got used to it.

(End of this chapter)