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Chapter 146 Sword Skill

Le Wu saw Murong Chuan’s face full of fierceness and was a little anxious, "Master, let’s run away!"

The remaining 400 soldiers of the Flying Dragon Army blocked Zhao Dongting one after another.

Zhao Dongting remained motionless.

Looking at Murong Chuan, his face was also gloomy. Murong Chuan wanted to kill him, but he also thought about killing Murong Chuan day and night.

He slowly pulled out something from the horse's butt behind him.

This short sword is short, with a small front and a large back. The whole body is made of iron sandalwood and steel. Is it a musket or a back seat?

It turned out that after the research of the grenade launcher, the court had nothing to do. Zhao Dongting tinkered with this thing in the weapons workshop. He asked the craftsmen to carefully polish various parts and used the hardest-textured iron sandalwood as the butt stock. After more than a month, the musket was built.

His musket has used an upper-wheel friction ignition device to ignite with a steel wheel friction flint, and is also equipped with a box-type magazine. It can be used to shoot the back seat and complete the shell and the ammunition movement when the gun is back. It can be said that it has the prototype of a modern rifle. In history, this gun was not invented until it was nearly the 19th century.

This is already the most exquisite firearm that can be manufactured by the smelting process of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is destined to be unpopular.

Zhao Dongting also tried his best to instruct the craftsmen to build the gun. It took the boss's effort to polish the bullets.

Fortunately, the craftsmen in the Southern Song Palace were all skilled craftsmen who had been screened through layers of screening. Otherwise, even if Zhao Dongting was familiar with the structure of this gun, he would never have thought of it.

Murong Chuan saw Zhao Dongting take out this strange thing, but he thought it was a weapon and sneered in his heart.

Zhao Dongting is only this old age. Even if he practices martial arts when he is beaten in the womb, how strong can he have?

He rushed into the Flying Dragon Army's stroke with his sword, and the sword danced constantly, and his whole body continued to approach Zhao Dongting like a whirlwind.

This is the strength of the top strong people.

Le Wu couldn't help but want to stop him, but Zhao Dongting shouted, "It's okay, let him come."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and aimed at Murong Chuan with his gun. Because it was extremely difficult to polish the bullets, he had only tried a few bullets in the palace. He was really worried that he would not be able to hit them accurately. By then, he would be the only thing he could be slaughtered by Murong Chuan.

Le Wuchen was very anxious, but his light skills were slightly worse than Murong Chuan, and he was still a few meters away from him and could not catch up.

However, in just two minutes, Murong Chuan rushed to Zhao Dongting less than ten meters away.

Zhao Dongting had a cold face, his expression seemed to have not changed, but in fact, his hands were already sweating at this time.

"Die!"

Suddenly, Murong Chuan's eyes were fixed, his right foot was toes, and his whole body suddenly jumped up and stabbed towards Zhao Dongting.

"Bang!"

At this time, Zhao Dongting finally knocked the trigger.

This is the time he is waiting for.

When Murong Chuan stepped on the ground with his feet, his body was as strong as ape, moving constantly and elusively. He was really not sure to hit him.

"you……"

Murong Chuan's figure in the air suddenly stopped, staring at Zhao Dongting in a daze, slowly spit out the word from his mouth, and suddenly fell to the ground.

There was a blood hole as thick as a thumb on his forehead, and blood gushed out from it.

The soldiers of the Feilong Army were still afraid that he was not dead, so they surrounded him and countless weapons stabbed Murong Chuan.

In fact, Murong Chuan died after being shot and landed.

Even though he is a top-notch man with deep internal strength and a bullet pierced through the skull, he will never have the possibility of survival.

Zhao Dongting quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and this great trouble in his heart finally died.

Sweat slid down his forehead and hung on his eyelashes, and then he had time to reach out to wipe it off.

Le rushed to the front without compensation and fell to the ground, "Caomin Le met the emperor for free!"

Le Wu was always worried just now, and when she saw her father in front of her, she threw herself on her tears, "Dad!"

The father and daughter hugged each other. Zhao Dongting did not want to disturb him when he saw the father and daughter reunion, but after a few seconds, he couldn't help asking: "Senior, where is Le Chan?"

He has figured it out these days. Le Chan asked him that day, which was really disappointing with his behavior. I think she actually cared about herself.

Le Wu hugged Le Wu and replied, "Your Majesty, Chan'er stayed in Baicao Valley to help me heal my wounds. Now he is the saint of Baicao Valley."

"oh."

Zhao Dongting didn't know the rules of Baicaogu, so he was not too surprised and just nodded.

"What?"

Le Wu struggled out of Le Wufeng's arms and said in surprise: "Sister became the saint of Baicao Valley? How can this be done?"

Le Wufeng sighed: "We are willing to heal my wounds only after we agree to this condition, and Chan'er herself..." He glanced at Zhao Dongting with a strange expression, "and he is willing to stay in the valley as a saint and practice the medical path."

When Zhao Dongting saw Le Wu's expression, he said strangely: "Is there anything wrong with being the saint of Baicao Valley? The senior can turn wars with Baicao Valley into jade and silk, which should be a good thing!"

Le Wu stomped her feet and said annoyedly: "The disciples of Baicaogu cannot marry."

"this……"

Zhao Dongting was stunned.

Le Chan is willing to stay in Baicao Valley as a saint. Does she not want to get married anymore?

Le Wugong looked at Zhao Dongting's appearance, and felt strange in his heart. He sighed slightly and said, "Emperor, when Caomin recovered and left Baicao Valley, Chan'er told me that if the emperor really likes her, don't go to her again."

When he left Baicao Valley, Le Chan said these words to him, and he still felt incredible. Now it seems that the little emperor really likes his daughter.

Even though Le Wuchen is a few years younger than his wife, he still feels it is so weird.

When Zhao Dongting heard this, he was silent, lowered his eyes slightly as if he was thinking. He didn't care about Baicao Valley, but he had to care about Lechan's thoughts.

Baicaogu is unwilling to let go, and the army is approaching, so they are not afraid of letting go. If Colechan is unwilling to follow him...

Zhao Dongting’s message: She didn’t let herself find her, because she didn’t want to have any involvement with her anymore, right? Why did she have such an idea?

He was unwilling to give up and just wanted to ask Le Chan for a clear question.

Now Le Chan already knows what he wants, and he doesn't feel that there is any need to hide it. He said to Le Wugong: "Senior, can you tell me where Baicao Valley is?"

"emperor……"

Le Wuchen looked embarrassed, after all, Le Chan had told him not to say anything.

Zhao Dongting thought of this instantly and sighed: "Senior, you just need to tell me which state Baicao Valley is in, so this is OK?"

Le Wuquan sighed: "In Yongzhou."

Seeing the lonely look that Zhao Dongting showed at this moment, he felt a little reluctant.
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