Chapter 113: The Second Prophecy on the Mural

The night was deep.

The crowd huddled in the military tent argued until midnight before returning to their respective camps.

Xiao Moting sat alone in the tent, his sword-like brows tightly knitted.

If it came to tactics or military strength... he did not fear the Rakshasa Kingdom.

He had fought several battles where he overcame the many with the few; relying on the equipment sent by Bai Wei, the people of Beijiang had wiped out barbarian troops, repelled the Daye Army, and successfully escaped from the encirclement and interception of eighty thousand Imperial Guard troops.

But just now, he heard a piece of news from Wu Da.

The Rakshasa Kingdom possessed a formidable weapon called a matchlock!

It never missed its target and was extremely powerful!

In terms of destructive power, it was even stronger than the Qing Bow sent by the Goddess, capable of easily piercing through iron helmets.

Relying on this matchlock weapon, the Rakshasa Kingdom had wiped out three small neighboring countries in a mere half-year, rapidly becoming the hegemon of the ice plains!

Although the Bulletproof Vest of the Northern Frontier Army could temporarily block the bullets of a matchlock.

But on the battlefield, the Northern Frontier Army had to face a hail of bullets from all directions; how long could a thin Bulletproof Vest protect them?

Moreover, the Bulletproof Vest did not protect a person from head to toe; it could not protect the eyes, nor the hands and feet!

Nor could it protect the warhorses!

Furthermore, the Rakshasa Kingdom and the Great Ye were in an alliance.

If Beijiang attacked Rakshasa, its ally, the Great Ye, would certainly dispatch troops.

He had beheaded Nalan An and defeated Wanyan Yi... the Great Ye hated Beijiang to the bone; how could they possibly let such an opportunity pass?

Xiao Moting walked to the wardrobe; he had to ask Bai Wei.

"Goddess, have you ever heard of a weapon called a matchlock?"

"A matchlock?"

Bai Wei was standing in the yard of the Farm, gathering bedsheets that had been heated by the sun to put them into the Recreational Vehicle.

As soon as she got on the vehicle, she saw Xiao Moting's message.

Bai Wei was instantly astonished.

She immediately put down the bedsheets and read all the messages Xiao Moting had written in one breath.

After reading them, Bai Wei was even more shocked and speechless.

"The Rakshasa Kingdom has actually appeared with matchlocks?"

"How could this be? Logically speaking, it is impossible for firearms and Ammunition to appear in the era where the Daliang Dynasty is located."

"The level of ancient military technology simply wasn't that advanced, was it?"

Bai Wei's brows were tightly knitted, and a strange feeling emerged in her heart.

Could it be...

That the space-time where Xiao Moting was located had begun to deviate from the original trajectory of history and was developing along a different path?

But then again—

If the Rakshasa Kingdom really had matchlocks and had even formed a Matchlock Team, it could dominate the world in that era; it could attack whichever country it wanted, and it would have no opponents at all.

The fact that the Rakshasa Kingdom had annexed three small countries in just half a year was enough to show its ambition.

Daliang was in danger!

To be certain, Bai Wei immediately downloaded several videos and sent them to Xiao Moting.

"Xiao Moting, let everyone watch the videos to see if the Rakshasa Kingdom's matchlocks are this kind."

The video she sent was a scene of the Qing Dynasty's Firearm Squad attacking foreign enemies.

The weapons used by the Firearm Squad were matchlocks.

Xiao Moting received the Tablet Computer.

He immediately summoned the soldiers to the military tent and solemnly opened the Tablet Computer.

The video began to play.

In an instant!

Everyone in the military tent could not help but shudder.

Xiao Moting was also a general tempered in the fires of war with extraordinary composure, but the moment he saw the video, his pupils shrank violently.

... So strong!

In the video, the Qing Firearm Squad held Fire Muskets, firing ten thousand rounds at once, the roar of the gun-rain thundering!

The enemy troops suffered heavy casualties, were beaten into a rout, and did not even have the strength to counterattack.

Too strong!

The power of the Fire Musket was actually this immense!

Even if Beijiang had a million brave soldiers equipped with sturdy armor and sharp blades, they would be no match for the Rakshasa Kingdom!

The video was very short and finished playing before long.

However, the military tent was deathly silent.

Everyone was silent, no one could speak, and their faces were filled with panic, shock, and terror...

Even Han Guiying, who was usually "fearless of heaven and earth," looked terrified at this moment.

Xiao Dabao swallowed hard.

"This Matchlock Team... how can it be so powerful?"

Qin Zhan's face looked grim, "No wonder the Rakshasa Kingdom wiped out three countries in half a year; it turns out the Matchlock Team is truly strong. How are we supposed to fight now?"

In terms of equipment, the Northern Frontier Army's broadswords and longbows cannot compete with Matchlocks.

In terms of numbers, they cannot compete either; even with more soldiers, they would only end up as souls lost to the Matchlock's guns.

Xiao Moting spoke in a deep voice.

"Shennü Daren also said that Matchlocks should not be things of our dynasty."

"If the Rakshasa Kingdom had Matchlocks half a year ago, following the normal laws of historical technological development, they might have already developed weapons even more formidable than Matchlocks."

Xiao Dabao looked blank, "Prince, what is technology?"

"It is science and technique."

"What is science, and what is technique?"

"It is knowledge."

"Then what is knowledge?"

Xiao Moting fell silent.

He turned his head back.

"Qin Zhan, did Shennü Daren give the 【test papers】 to Xiao?"

"Take a set to Xiao Dabao and have him complete one every day."

Xiao Dabao was shocked, "Prince, I am almost twenty years old, I am not a primary school student..."

"Take him away; finish the test paper before coming back to discuss military affairs."

Xiao Dabao was escorted out of the tent.

But the atmosphere in the tent remained heavy.

The video sent by Bai Wei had cast a shadow over everyone's heart.

If the Rakshasa Kingdom were like the Matchlock Team in the video.

This war, the Northern Frontier cannot win.

……

Qingshan Village.

Archaeology Team office.

"... Professor Zhou, why would the Daliang Dynasty have Matchlocks? Aren't Matchlocks modern weapons? How could they appear in the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom?"

Bai Wei stood before the office desk, looking at the documents on the table in shock.

These documents were just retrieved from the Zhenbei King Tomb.

Zhou Yuchuan sat at the head of the desk, rubbing his brow in a headache.

"Bai Wei, I thought you came to see me to discuss the Antique Exhibition."

"I didn't expect you to come asking about the Daliang Dynasty's Matchlocks."

"The Antique Exhibition isn't until next month." Bai Wei grabbed Zhou Yuchuan with one hand and pointed at the documents on the desk with the other, "You still haven't told me, why would the Rakshasa Kingdom have Matchlocks?"

The documents on the table were prophecies just excavated from the Zhenbei King Tomb; Zhou Yuchuan had made a copy to study.

Zhou Yuchuan was very calm.

"History is written by those who come after; in true history, anything is possible."

"Instead of worrying about the Rakshasa Kingdom's Matchlocks, you might as well look at the Zhenbei King's second death tribulation."

"That Matchlock..." Bai Wei stopped here, suddenly holding her breath, "You mean, the Zhenbei King's second death tribulation has appeared?"

"The second tomb chamber has been excavated; the murals in the tomb are his second death tribulation. This time, it is not only the Zhenbei King's death tribulation, but also the death tribulation of Daliang."

After Zhou Yuchuan finished speaking, he brought over several photos.

Bai Wei scanned them and was too shocked to speak.

The photos were of the ancient murals in the Zhenbei King Tomb.

On the murals, the Northern Frontier Army was actually not fighting the Rakshasa Kingdom, but fighting a civil war!

Yuan Canghai had actually put on a Dragon Robe, become Emperor, and was commanding a great army to attack the Northern Frontier.

Both sides suffered countless casualties, with blood flowing like a river!

Consort Yun was hanged to death, and over a hundred members of the Yun Family were killed.

Behind Yuan Canghai stood a sorcerer, who was on an Altar summoning wind and rain, causing various natural disasters to descend upon the Northern Frontier.

Just as the Daliang troops and the Northern Frontier Army were in a civil war.

Foreign armies with blonde hair and blue eyes were gathering and mobilizing.

The Five-Nation Allied Forces, including the Fusang Kingdom, Rakshasa Kingdom, Iron Smelting High Furnace Kingdom, etc., were sailing toward Daliang in steamships, carrying Firearms and Cannons, and even had 'Wooden Birds' similar to gliders in the sky... moving majestically, preparing to invade Huaxia.

External threats and internal troubles, erupting all at once!