The Empress's Gigolo

Bang, bang, bang, bang... A series of machine gun shots reverberated above the stronghold, and the introduction of this strange weapon into this world brought a victory which sent chills down people's spine.

Kaka. Whenever an ammunition belt was empty, Ren Baqian would throw it directly to the base of the turret and order, "Load the bullets."

His hand continuously pressed the other ammunition belt to the gun while aiming at the Great Xia soldiers who were panic-stricken by the sight of the fallen and shattered bodies of those in front of them. Then, he pulled the trigger once again.

Witnessing the scene of soldiers falling into a pool of blood and listening to those whose limbs had been severed or those who had a big hole in their stomach as they howled miserably, the eyes of the Great Xia army's captain also popped out in anger.

He originally assumed that under the attack of 1,000 elite Great Xia soldiers, the scene would be similar to a boulder rolling over the aboriginals' stronghold. At most, there would only be a little trouble for them.

He was still thinking this way a minute ago and hadn't expected tongues of fire to emerge from a turret in the stronghold. In addition, strange and crisp sounds rang out before the soldiers at the front fell like mown grass.

Exactly a quarter, or around 200 plus, elite soldiers were turned into a sea of blood and minced meat.

This wave of attack was too sudden, and the method used was completely unfamiliar. Up until now, he still couldn't figure out what weapon the other party was using.

When compared to bows and arrows, it was far superior in terms of speed and power. Its power horrified him, and he couldn't restrain the horror from showing in his eyes.

If this were to continue, all of the 1,000 elite soldiers would fall before they could even reach the walls of the stronghold.

Although he shouted the order to retreat, the Great Xia soldiers were packed too closely, and by the time Ren Baqian emptied his second ammunition belt, almost another quarter had fallen.

Out of 1,000 Great Xia soldiers, half were already lying on the ground.

"Load the bullets!" Ren Baqian threw the ammunition belt to the base of the turret. He looked emotionless and had calmed down. His heart rate descended from 160 beats per minute to 70. The sounds of miserable howling and the sight of blood and spattered flesh were banished from his mind.

There was a very apt saying, "Those who've watched a ton of action movies will remain unfazed in times of danger."

Ren Baqian went against the grain because seeing copious amounts of blood made him feel naturally unfazed.

Ren Baqian felt that this was the realm.

The loneliness of an expert arose spontaneously.

Who shouted the order to withdraw?

Was it the guy with a green feather on his hat?

He was dressed like an officer! Ren Baqian aimed while he was thinking and pulled the trigger.

The Great Xia captain seemed to suffer an electric shock, magically twisting his body and unexpectedly dodging the bullet.

Ren Baqian opened his eyes wide in surprise.

How could this bucket-sized waist twist like a water snake? He must really be an expert!

Bang, bang, bang!

The two soldiers beside that captain were immediately filled with a few big holes in their bodies.

Ren Baqian pointed the muzzle, simply sprayed the bullets, and finally cut down that captain into a pile of mosaics.

He then pointed the muzzle again at those Great Xia soldiers who were fleeing in all directions.

It was a little wasteful using 600 bullets to kill or injure 500 people. Due to the density of the Great Xia army's formation, many of the individual bullets killed or injured two soldiers at once, and the hit rate was calculated to be 50 percent.

Furthermore, this was achieved in such a dense situation.

As Ren Baqian slowed down the firing speed, the gunfire changed from a continuous spray to sporadic bursts of two or three shots at a time.

The aboriginal guards saw the Great Xia soldiers approaching, heard the sound of the strange weapon, and at the same time, saw the Great Xia soldiers spurting blood like it was rain as they fell in rows. The imposing momentum of the Great Xia soldiers simply evaporated.

Everyone was stunned. They looked at the Great Xia soldiers and then looked at the turret, where the tongues of fire emerged. Their eyes seemed to express the feeling of seeing God.

All the previous tension had disappeared.

Ren Baqian stopped pulling the trigger after using up four ammunition belts. About 100 people from the other side ran away, and some of them even ran in S-shaped paths, causing Ren Baqian to exclaim in astonishment.

He had brought 5,000 rounds of ammunition, but these 12.7x108mm bullets were too heavy at 131 grams, or slightly more than two and a half taels, each. This added up to one catty for four bullets. With the added weight of the box, he was only able to bring back over 2,000 rounds per trip.

After using up the four ammunition belts, there were less than 4,000 rounds left, so he thought it would be better to use them sparingly. Therefore, even though the range of the gun was more than 1,000 meters and he was confident in his marksmanship, he hadn't bothered to shoot those who had run too far away because the losses outweighed the gains.

The dead bodies and bloody flesh fell in a radial pattern outside the stronghold with a higher concentration closer to the stockade and more dispersed further away.

"It's extremely lonely without a rival, it's extremely meaningless without a rival. All alone in the summit with the cold wind constantly blowing at me. Loneliness, who can understand me..." Ren Baqian hummed a ballad, took out his binoculars, and observed the Great Xia soldiers stationed a kilometer away.

He only saw a few people standing in front of the Great Xia battle formation and looking in their direction. These 100 Great Xia soldiers who managed to escape with their lives were recounting something to them.

Ren Baqian then pointed his binoculars to the side, and his eyes were suddenly transfixed.

What was that?

There was a carriage pulling a black cylinder...

"It is a cannon!" Ren Baqian blurted out.

The Great Xia army actually had this thing?

Lin Qiaole, whose eyes were fixed on the machine gun the whole time, finally regained her senses, "What cannon?"

Ren Baqian pointed his finger in the direction of the Great Xia army and opened his mouth for a long time without saying anything. The fact that the Great Xia army really had a cannon was rather unexpected.

Never had he expected that he would be able to see such a thing in this world.

However, as he carefully observed the cannon, he realized it was as primitive as the iron cannons during the Yuan and Ming Dynasty, clumsy, and not very powerful. However, he needed concrete evidence in order to confirm his thoughts.

Ren Baqian frowned as he felt that he had the need to bring his Italian cannon.

If Great Xia had brought in other weapons, it would be acceptable to him, but he was provoked by them bringing in the cannons.

"Sir Ren, this thing is really powerful!" Shi Hu rushed to the turret in astonishment.

Even though he already knew this thing was powerful, he did not expect it to be so terrifying.

This was especially so when encountering the opponents.

Ren Baqian cleared his throat twice as he tried to maintain the pose of an expert.

He then continued to look at the other side with his binoculars. Many people who looked like commanders were standing at the front and gesticulating in their direction. They were frowning, expressing a look of terror, or looking angry.

One of them was particularly conspicuous. His silver helmet was very shiny, and Ren Baqian felt he would be betraying his own conscience if he didn't shoot him.

If he got rid of the high ranking officers over there, would they retreat?

It would be worthwhile to get rid of the other party even at the cost of wasting or using more bullets.

Furthermore, a few commanders were unexpectedly gathered together as well...

At the thought of this, Ren Baqian moved the muzzle slightly as he took aim. This was followed by him pulling the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang...

Through the scope, he saw the image of that commander who was wearing a silver helmet looking surprised. Then, his sword was seen waving in the air.

There were some sparks in the air as the sword in his hand disintegrated.

After that, the commander tried to dodge.

However, the amount of bullets was too large and the speed too great.

The range of this gun was 1,500 meters. At 1,000 meters, it had great destructive power as well as a firing rate of six rounds per second.

In an instant, that commander was turned into a bloody mess when he tried to dodge.

Ren Baqian decided to go all out. He pulled the trigger on the surrounding commanders, shooting them down like mosaic tiles.

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