Chapter 216

"What?!"

Xiang Yu was charging at the very front, he was highly skilled in martial arts and reacted extremely quickly, crouching low the moment the gun fired,

Several lead balls flew past his helmet and shoulders, hitting the guards behind him, splashing blood.

He was shocked in his heart, what kind of weapon is this? The sound is so loud, and the power is so terrifying?

"Don't stop! Rush over! Close combat and they are finished!"

Xiang Yu roared hoarsely, urging the black horse, rushing forward desperately.

He believed that as long as he rushed through this distance of death, relying on his bravery, he could still kill through the enemy formation.

However, the Qin army's formation changed.

The soldiers in the first row who had finished firing turned around quickly, retreated to the back of the formation through the gaps between the second and third rows of soldiers, and began to reload nervously at the same time.

And the one thousand soldiers in the second row had already stepped forward and raised their guns.

"Second row! Fire!"

"Bang！！！！!"

Another deafening loud noise, and another patch of gunpowder smoke rose.

The Chu army, which had just recovered from the first round of strikes and gritted their teeth to continue charging, was hit head-on again.

Another large patch of people and horses fell to the ground.

The momentum of the charge was once again severely curbed.

"Third row! Fire!"

"Bang!!!"

The third round of volleys followed one after another, almost without any gap.

Three rounds of shooting were completed in just one minute, leaving layers of corpses and wailing wounded soldiers on the road of the Chu army's charge.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, almost unable to see the Qin army's formation.

Xiang Yu's eyes were red.

He was hit by several bullets, but his iron armor was excellent, and coupled with his strong muscles, the lead balls didn't enter deep, but instead aroused his ferocity.

He waved his halberd, pushed away a few stray bullets, and had already rushed to a place only thirty paces away from the Qin army's first trench.

He could even see the nervous yet firm eyes of the Qin soldiers opposite.

"Kill—!"

He let out a roar that didn't sound like a human, preparing to jump over the trench on horseback.

However, behind the gunpowder smoke, the soldiers in the first row who had retreated to reload had already finished reloading.

Under the officer's command, they stepped forward again, replacing the third row that had just finished firing and was retreating.

"First row! Fire!"

"Bang!!!"

The fourth round of volleys roared over, almost against Xiang Yu's face.

This time, the distance was too close.

The kinetic energy of the lead ball reached its maximum.

The last guards around Xiang Yu fell like wheat cut by a sickle.

The black horse he was sitting on let out a mournful cry, hit by at least five or six bullets in the chest, stood up, and threw him off the horse's back.

Xiang Yu fell heavily to the ground, but he stood up with a roll, covered in blood, his iron armor full of dents and holes, and blood gurgling out from several holes.

He leaned on his halberd, looking at the Qin army musket formation only twenty-something paces away in the gunpowder smoke,

Looking at the dense, black gun barrels that were raised again and pointed at him, a trace of confusion and... unbelievable finally appeared in his eyes.

Thirty paces, he charged four times, and at least a thousand people died, but he didn't rush over.

What exactly is this?

Gu Shanhe appeared on a light carriage on the side and back of the Divine Machine Camp phalanx at some point.

He also held a specially made, longer and thicker musket in his hand, which was a "sniper model" made by Qin Huali according to his requirements, with greater accuracy and power.

He didn't want to do it himself, but seeing this guy Xiang Yu so tenacious, standing even after being hit by so many bullets, he became interested.

He raised this "lifting gun," set it steadily on the carriage shaft, and aimed at the giant man who was still standing in the gunpowder smoke like a trapped beast.

Xiang Yu seemed to feel something, turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction of Gu Shanhe with blood-red eyes.

He saw the white-clothed man, saw the iron pipe in that person's hand aimed at himself.

"Monster!!"

Xiang Yu used his last strength and cursed hoarsely.

Gu Shanhe was expressionless and pulled the trigger.

"Boom——!!"

An exceptionally dull and ear-piercing loud noise.

The special large lead bullet left the chamber, drawing a blurry trajectory in the air.

Xiang Yu wanted to dodge, but under serious injury, his movements were slow.

He only had time to hold the halberd across his chest.

"Clang——Crack!"

The halberd shaft made of refined iron was easily broken by the lead bullet.

The lead bullet, without reducing its momentum, slammed into Xiang Yu's chest and abdomen.

"Puff——!"

Blood mist burst open.

Xiang Yu was hit and flew backward for more than a yard, falling heavily to the ground.

The iron armor on his chest had a terrifying hole the size of a bowl, the edges of the steel twisted and turned, mixed with broken internal organs and bones, which was unbearable to look at.

He lay on the ground, his body twitching, large mouthfuls of blood gushing from his mouth.

He tried hard to lift his head, looking in the direction of Gu Shanhe, his eyes full of endless anger, unwillingness, and a trace of complete incomprehension.

Gu Shanhe put down the gun, walked over, stopped a few steps away from Xiang Yu, and looked down at him.

"This is called... science, Overlord."

Gu Shanhe's voice was very calm, coming through the gradually dissipating gunpowder smoke.

"Your era ended long ago. It's just that you refuse to admit it yourself."

A "ho ho" sound came from Xiang Yu's throat, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, his head tilted, and he died.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes wide open.

The remnants of the Chu army had long been scared out of their wits by this one-sided massacre.

With the death of the main general, they collapsed completely, crying for their fathers and mothers, fleeing in all directions.

The Qin light cavalry on the flanks then set out, chasing like cheetahs, easily harvesting and capturing.

A rebellion that was expected to have some twists and turns ended just like that.

Divine Machine Camp casualties, zero.

Chu army, nearly three thousand killed, over four thousand captured, the rest scattered.

The news reached Xianyang, and Ying Zheng clapped his hands and laughed.

The power of firearms was established in one battle.

Those remnants of the six nations who were still watching in the dark and had restless minds,

Hearing that Xiang Yu and his few thousand "Chu Army" were beaten into a sieve by a new weapon that could spray fire and thunder in just one stick of incense, were scared out of their wits.

They all lowered their flags and stopped their drums, not daring to have any more movements.

Xiapi, a thatched cottage near the Yi Bridge.

A middle-aged scholar with a refined face and elegant temperament was reading under the lamp.

He was Zhang Liang.

After the failure of the assassination of Qin at Bolangsha, he fled here, lived in seclusion under a pseudonym, secretly made friends with heroes, and observed the world.

He had seen all the drastic changes in Great Qin in recent years, and the thought of restoring Han in his heart.

As Great Qin became stronger and stronger, and more and more... incomprehensible, he gradually wavered, and more was confusion and bewilderment.

At this time, a light knocking sound came from outside the thatched cottage.

Zhang Liang was alert, holding the short sword hidden in his sleeve: "Who?"

"An old friend. Specifically here to deliver a book."

A young, calm voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Liang frowned and opened the door carefully.

A young man in white stood outside the door, with a transcendent temperament, smiling at him.

Zhang Liang's pupils shrank; although he had never seen him, the portraits and legends of this person had long spread throughout the world—Great Qin Guoshi, Gu Shanhe.