Chapter 1478: Invincible Firearm (VI)

"The military genius brought Zizhi Tongjian to another world ()"

"Whirring whirring……"

Doppler's right hand hung down in boredom.

Because his right hand has lost feeling, Doppler can only hold the flail with his left hand.

The flail on Doppler's left hand was covered in blood and hung with countless pieces of meat.

He had lost count of how many of Hiran's army he had killed because of his illness.

All that is known is that he kept waving the flail with one hand, smashing all the enemy soldiers of Xilan's army who were close to him into pulp.

At first, the generals of the Xilan Army who did not know his true identity mistakenly thought that he was just an unlucky general who had been injured, so they happily swarmed up and planned to take his head in exchange for military exploits.

What happened next made the generals of Xilan Army completely calm down.

Even if Doppler only has one arm left to move, he is not something that these ordinary generals can contend with.

No matter how many generals come up, Doppler can smash them all into pieces.

Those who are lucky can still keep a complete body.

Those who are unlucky will directly turn into a puddle of meat sauce that even their own mothers will not be able to recognize...

With Doppler as the center of the circle, his surroundings were covered with a large amount of flesh and blood that were originally Hiran's generals.

The surviving Xilan Army generals only dared to stand outside Doppler's attack range, looking at each other in bewilderment. They did not dare to advance even if they wanted to, and did not dare to retreat even if they wanted to.

At this moment, a shout rang out from behind the Xilan army generals:

"Your Majesty the Marshal is here! Everyone, stand down!"

Hearing this shout, the generals of Hiran's army were immediately relieved and quickly separated on both sides, making way for El, Gabriel, and their musketeers to move forward.

El and Gabriel led the musketeers and slowly walked to a place in front of Doppler, away from his attack range.

"This is our first meeting," El said. "You must be the most powerful general of the Frank Empire - Doppler von Neumann, right?"

As soon as El finished speaking, the translator standing beside him immediately repeated El's original words in Frankish.

Doppler slightly opened his eyelids, which were already quite heavy due to fatigue and pain, and looked at El.

"Are you...that Marshal El Bernard of the Great Broken Prairie People?"

El nodded.

"You are as young as the rumors say..."

Speaking of this, Doppler's face showed a complex emotion that was difficult to describe in words.

"The Britannia Empire has a genius like Su Cheng."

"The Holy Hiran Empire has a genius named El Bernard..."

"Why can't our Frankish Empire also produce a genius who can turn the tide and save the entire country from danger..."

Because only he could hear what Doppler said clearly, no one heard what Doppler just said. They only saw Doppler's lips move.

"Admiral Neumann," El said, "I wonder if you are willing to serve our Holy Hiran Empire?"

El has always heard of Doppler's bravery.

If such a brave general can join their command, it will definitely greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of their Xilan Army.

So El couldn't help but be tempted to solicit.

After the translator accurately translated El's words to Doppler, Doppler smiled slightly:

"...I'm so sorry, Marshal Bernard. I have passed the age of flexible brain. Now I can no longer master Xilan language."

Doppler's words were tantamount to a polite rejection of El's solicitation.

"Is that so..." El muttered softly.

Then he waved.

The musketeers lined up behind him immediately took two steps forward and then raised their muskets.

The muzzles of the black hole were all pointed at Doppler.

Looking at the muzzles of these guns pointed directly at him, Doppler showed no fear on his face.

Just scanning the muzzles of these guns with calm eyes,

Then he grinned:

"...The musket...is such a powerful weapon..."

"I am resigned to defeat..."

"In other words." El said modestly, "This musket is actually not powerful enough to directly ignore all current arms and tactics. It still has many shortcomings. You just don't know it."

"Having shortcomings means that there is still room for improvement, right?"

El did not deny Doppler's words.

Just silence, indicating acquiescence.

Doppler smiled again.

"If this musket is further improved...then the times will completely change..."

Doppler lowered his head and looked at the flail on his left hand.

"If muskets are further improved, there should be no need for swords, right?"

"...Probably." El replied in a half-joking tone, "If muskets are further developed, we will no longer need to fight with swords and axes, but will use muskets to shoot."

"If possible, I would be very interested in seeing such a future." Doppler smiled.

"It's a pity...you have no chance."

El raised his hands in the air.

After El raised his hand to the highest point, he asked Doppler his last question.

"Doppler von Neumann. Do you have any last words to say before you die?"

"...last words...?"

After being silent for a while, Doppler said with a tone containing complex emotions:

"... In the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was or how critical the battle situation was, my intuition would always help me make bold decisions that were extremely worth the risk."

"Thanks to my intuition, I have overcome all kinds of crises and won one battle after another..."

"But this time... facing the Xilan Army with a new weapon called muskets, my mind went blank..."

"My intuition no longer makes all kinds of bold judgments like before..."

"My intuition just kept telling me - don't fight, run away..."

Speaking of this, a smile with a touch of sadness appeared on Doppler's face.

"Muskets... are really scary..."

"...Thank you for the compliment."

After saying that, El suddenly waved his raised hand downward...

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom……

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El took one last look at Doppler, who was turned into a hornet's nest by the projectiles fired from the musket, then turned and left, returning to the army's main position.

"Gabriel, you take the musketeers back to the rear of the army. The musketeers will no longer be needed in the subsequent sweeps and pursuits."

"yes!"

When El was about to leave from here, he turned back and looked at Doppler's body, which had almost disappeared from his sight.

"...The most powerful general in the mainland was unable to fight back against the new weapons, so he was directly killed by the new weapons... There is an inexplicable sense of irony...