All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 280, spells are created out of thin air
"Sir, our artillery regiment is about to leave, why don't you contact us to let us know?"

Meng Fan asked after dragging his lame leg.

Chen Hao had a serious chat with the second lieutenant of the British army. Not only did the British guy believe it, but he was also fooled into limp, thinking that the officer might really have an artillery regiment.

After all, military rank can be faked, but the fierce shelling just now cannot be faked.

Meng Fanle had even seen Devils tanks before, but it was the first time he saw such a fierce shelling, which completely refreshed his understanding of shelling.

"Artillery regiment? I still have an artillery division!"

Putting the Barrett sniper rifle on the back shelf of the jeep, Chen Hao chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "That was to fool the British. I had the artillery regiment-scale bombardment just now, but I really don't have an artillery regiment." .

A cannon regiment has less than a thousand men and horses, and there are quite a few mules and cars pulling cannons. Can you see that? "

Meng Fan thought about it for a while and thought it was the same. 34 cannons weighed too much, and they couldn't handle less than 1000 people.

The officer didn't lie to him, but since there is no artillery regiment, how did the shelling just happen?
The overwhelming shells fell, he couldn't be dreaming!
Meng Fanle stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Yi, Lin Yi screamed out in pain and glared, "Fanla, you're crazy, why are you pinching me?"

"It doesn't look like I'm dreaming." Meng Fanle didn't pay attention to the angry Lin Yi at all, and turned to Chen Hao: "Sir, how did you do it?"

"There must be more than 30 shells falling, and there must be at least [-] cannons."

The question asked by Meng bored attracted the attention of many people.

In fact, the cannon fodders are quite curious, the key is that they don't have the guts to ask the officer.

Of course, there are always one or two people who are bold.

This matter involves Chen Hao's secret, and he doesn't want to mention it more.

But can it be done without talking?

In the end, he will inevitably take out weapons and supplies. The more he doesn't want people to know, the more curious people will be.

You can control what people say with their mouths, but they can't control what people think in their hearts.

Whether it is good or bad, always give people an explanation, even if the explanation sounds ridiculous and lacks logic.

Reality is more nonsense than fiction, do we need logic?
Not required.

After some thinking, Chen Hao had an idea in his mind, he cleared his throat and said to everyone:
"I originally wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but it seems that I can't hide it. Have you heard of the founding emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Archmage Liu Xiu?"

The cannon fodder shook their heads one after another, they didn't know a lot of big characters.

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms may have been told in books, but the history is purely unknown.

As a top student, Meng Fanle has learned it before and popularized it to everyone: "I know that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were three kingdoms, and Liu Xiu was the first emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"What does it have to do with Liu Xiu?" Long Wenwen asked impatiently.

Is Chen Hao's ancestral surname Liu?

Who would change their surname in their spare time? No matter how they think about it, they think it's impossible.

If he knew what Long Wenwen was thinking, Chen Hao would have to beat him up: "Why do you say Liu Xiu is an archmage?

The Battle of Kunyang was a key battle in the establishment of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The new dynasty's 400,000 troops attacked, and Liu Xiu only had 3000 people and horses in his hands.

The strength of the two sides is very different, and they are not opponents of the same magnitude at all.

Who can beat it?
It was Xiang Yu's reincarnation Lu Bu who possessed him, exhausted himself to death and couldn't cut down the 400,000 army.

Personal bravery is not an option in such dire circumstances.

It's not a problem for the archmage Liu Xiulai. He set up an altar to cast spells in full view, and summoned a huge meteorite from the sky that was comparable to a mountain.

The burning meteorite streaked across the sky and hit the top of the enemy army.

That scale is unprecedented.

It is hundreds of times stronger than the shelling you have seen just now, and tens of thousands of people evaporate in an instant.

The enemy's 400,000 army was defeated without a fight, and they all ran for their lives.

After this battle, there is no decent enemy who can stop Liu Xiu from becoming the emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty. "

Just like the storyteller in the teahouse, Chen Hao told everyone a story incessantly.

As for whether meteorites really fell in history, does it matter?

In fact, it doesn't matter, the key is that the story is attractive, and people will remember it deeply after listening to it.

Just like the legend that Zhuge Liang borrowed the east wind and the seven-star lamp continued to live.

There is no such thing in history, and it does not prevent people from talking about it.

The cannon fodder were fascinated when they heard it, and they only thought that Liu Xiu was a legendary fairy.

If only there was such a god right now who would summon meteorites from the sky to smash the little devil to death.

That way they don't have to work hard, and they can still watch the excitement.

"Sir, is there anyone in the world who summons meteorites like Liu Xiu?"

Third squad leader Wang Bin asked anxiously.

The cannon fodder are all looking forward to it. They have never studied science, but they have heard a lot of superstition. They feel that there are gods, ghosts and ghosts in the world.

It is not surprising that there are "people" like Liu Xiu.

Meng Fan was highly educated, and he didn't believe it in his bones, so he said angrily: "Sir, I'm just joking with you, how could there be such a person in the world?

If there is, directly summon a huge meteorite and sink the island of the Orientals, we still have to fight a ghost! "

It does sound like that.

Just as the cannon fodder felt that what Meng Fanle said was right, Chen Hao said abruptly: "There are no ones who summon meteorites, but there are those who summon weapons and supplies."

Meng Fanle opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to ask the questioning words.

When he first met Chen Hao's ruthlessness and decisiveness, he had no courage to sing against Chen Hao.

On the contrary, Long Wenwen squeezed forward with a playful smile: "Who is it? Is it you, sir? I don't believe it unless you prove it to me."

It was a good compliment, Chen Hao raised his eyebrows.

He raised his right hand high, indicating that there was nothing in his hand, and then lightly pulled it out of the void, and a [-] automatic rifle appeared.

If it's magic, it's definitely unbreakable magic.

If it is true...

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. Could it be that there are really gods and magic in the world?
Chen Hao was afraid that everyone would still not believe him: "Try shooting twice."

Long Wenwen took over the automatic rifle, still repeating the scene just now mechanically in his mind.

The gun didn't appear all at once, as if it had really conjured up.

He had seen Chen Hao use this kind of gun. He released the safety and pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger at a tree about the thickness of a person more than ten meters away.

So enough to prove that this is a real gun.

That means...

"immortal!"

I don't know who yelled, and he fell to his knees with a hula.Everyone bowed down to Chen Hao devoutly, just like worshiping the Buddha in a temple.

Chen Hao was completely fooled, he just wanted to make up a reason to fool people, he didn't want to pretend to be a god.

"Get up, get up for me, I'm a human being, not a fairy."

Chen Hao's swearing made everyone who was kneeling look at each other in dismay.

Immortals are all lofty, so would they scold people so down-to-earth?
He has never seen a god, anyway, there are gods in the folklore, beggars and cripples, but they don't curse people like this.

The few who did not kneel were particularly conspicuous among the kneeling crowd.

Long Wenwen came back to his senses and immediately called everyone to get up: "Didn't you hear the commander's order? Get up quickly."

"Officer Chen has already said that he is not a god but a human being." Meng Meng also persuaded him when he was annoyed.

Everyone got up from the ground suspiciously, but there was still some strange color in the eyes they looked at Chen Hao.

Those who know the magic of creating things out of thin air are not gods, they are also demigods.

All in all, he is out of the category of ordinary people and must be respected.

Even Meng, who doesn't believe in gods, was annoyed, and was very curious about Chen Hao's creation out of thin air.

In connection with what I said before, didn't he conjure up an artillery regiment, or the shells of the artillery regiment?

Meng was annoyed and still guessing, but Long Wenwen asked again with a shy face: "This hand is creating things out of thin air. Is there a spell to turn stones into gold, and turn them into gold bars?"

The magic of turning stone into gold can be found in story books, who can refuse to have a lot of gold, which can't be spent in a few lifetimes!

The cannon fodders all watched eagerly, expecting another miracle.

However, I only heard Chen Hao say: "Jin Jin, do you want me to change your mouth?"

Long Wenwen sneered, even he felt that this request seemed too much.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Hao would never change again, he muttered something and pulled out his hand in the air, and a small bag the size of a lunch box appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Send you a medical first aid kit. The white powder is poured on the wound to reduce inflammation. The green pills are also anti-inflammatory. Take one tablet at a time and take it orally twice a day. Change the gauze frequently on the wound so that it won't fester."

With that said, Chen Hao threw the first aid kit to the stunned Long Wenwen.

The cannon fodder who witnessed this incident with their own eyes became more and more convinced that their chief knew magic.

Even Long Wenwen believed it, he had to believe it.

I witnessed it with my own eyes, so I didn't even blink my eyes. Once it can be said to be a trick, but twice?
Long Wenwen opened the first-aid package, and there were indeed gauze, green pills and small bags of powder inside. Could these really reduce inflammation as Chen Hao said?
The only way to know is to try it.

"Platoon leader, can you give me a try first?"

Meng Fanlai didn't know when he came up, his neck stretched like a giraffe, he swallowed, and he had an idea in his mind if Long Wenwen didn't agree.

The wound on his leg had completely festered, and if he didn't treat it, not only his leg would be lost, but his life would also be lost.

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(End of this chapter)