The most shocked were Prince Jin and the leader of Qingyang Sect.
Because everyone else is an ordinary person, even if they know martial arts, their skill level won't be very high.
But both of them were grandmasters, and for the martial artists in the sect, they were already the most powerful beings. However, the shock caused to them by the daytime thunder projected from the iron tube was far greater than they had imagined!
Only about a hundred men from the Silver Thread Army came out just now, and only half of them were carrying iron tubes. They were divided into three rows, and the three rows took turns firing their iron tubes. He was already a little tired of dealing with them. Moreover, if it weren't for the Qingyang Sect Leader pulling Prince Jin back in time, he would probably have been killed.
Having come into close contact with this strange iron cylinder, the Prince of Jin already had a preliminary understanding of it.
This iron tube, in the end, is not a weapon, because what really hurts people is the daytime thunder inside the iron tube!
But this iron tube shouldn't be underestimated, because he had seen the Daytime Thunder before. Jing Zhe had thrown it at him many times before, but even though Jing Zhe was a grandmaster, the speed of the Daytime Thunder he threw was not fast, especially in his eyes, it was frighteningly slow.
But when the Thunderclap of Daylight flew out of the iron tube, it was incredibly fast, as if the iron tube had accelerated the Thunderclap of Daylight. Its speed was comparable to that of a top-tier hidden weapon!
If there is only one or two or three daytime thunderbolts, with the Grandmaster-level skills of Prince Jin, dodging them is no problem. Even if he doesn't dodge, he can block them with his true energy barrier.
But what about ten? Or twenty?
In particular, these daytime thunderclaps came from different directions at extremely high speeds, and the Prince of Jin could not think of any other good way to avoid them.
Most importantly, the Silver Thread Army only took out three rows of iron tubes and it exerted such power. If each Silver Thread Army soldier had an iron tube, let alone one Grandmaster, even ten Grandmasters would not be able to withstand it!
Moreover, what if all the Silver Thread Army soldiers within the Southern Qi territory were equipped with these iron tubes? What if these iron tubes were fired simultaneously? One can imagine what would happen if nearly ten thousand thunderbolts fell from the sky in broad daylight?
Not to mention people, the entire city would be instantly annihilated!
Before countless daytime thunderbolts, all powerful figures and armies are nothing but fleeting clouds. Coupled with the strange acceleration from the iron tube, the power of these daytime thunderbolts has increased several times over. Just thinking about it is terrifying!
At this moment, the Prince of Jin felt immense pressure!
Over the years, he lived in seclusion in Jinxi, but in reality, he was cultivating in Changsheng Mountain. With the guidance of the Tongtian Twin Monsters and the various magical herbs on Changsheng Mountain, he made rapid progress.
He once thought that once he reached the Grandmaster level, he could look down on the world, be proud of all heroes, and be invincible. But who would have thought that he would be defeated by a group of ordinary people?
This completely overturned his understanding, but he had to admit that some of his ideas were shattered at that moment.
Seeing that the King of Jin and his army had retreated to the foot of the city wall, Qi Junguang rode out from behind the Silver Thread Army with a swagger, his eyes full of smugness.
Looking at Qi Junguang, King Jin thought of Jing Zhe again, because he usually smiled like that. Although Jing Zhe was injured, he had played a big game. King Jin originally thought he was going to win, but in the end he lost, and lost so badly!
Qi Junguang is just an obedient dog that Jing Zhe keeps!
...
Qi Junguang rode his horse forward, while the soldiers carrying iron cylinders followed behind him.
Qi Junguang stopped at the spot where the Iron Cavalry Regiment had been bombed, looking at Prince Jin and his men with a smug expression.
"Prince Jin, what do you think of my Thunderclap Cannon?"
"..."
The Prince of Jin did not speak, but he thought to himself, "So this iron tube is called the Thunderclap Cannon. But thinking about it, it makes sense. This iron tube can shoot out thunder in broad daylight, so calling it the Thunderclap Cannon is quite fitting."
He really disliked Qi Junguang's attitude, thinking he was a petty person who had gotten ahead, but he couldn't do anything about it, after all, he had so many powerful figures following him.
Seeing that the King of Jin remained silent, Qi Junguang's face darkened: "King of Jin, I'll ask you one more time, when will you fulfill the conditions you promised me?"
"..."
The Prince of Jin was stunned when he heard this, because the condition of his previous agreement with Qi Junguang was that Qi Junguang would lead the Silver Thread Army to attack Jingzhou and cooperate with him to take Jingzhou, in exchange for the Prince of Jin giving Qi Junguang one of the Immortal Transformation Pills that he had stolen from Jing Zhe.
But isn't Qi Junguang just Jing Zhe's dog?
Jing Zhe gave him both the Thunderclap Cannon and the Daytime Thunderclap, and isn't Qi Junguang currently working for Jing Zhe? Why doesn't he ask Jing Zhe directly, but instead ask him?
The Prince of Jin was somewhat puzzled and asked, "Third Prince, wasn't this Thunderclap Cannon given to you by Jing Zhe?"
"Jing Zhe?"
After hearing this, Qi Junguang sneered, "He's nothing!"
"..."
After listening, the King of Jin felt that he might have made a mistake. Qi Junguang and Jing Zhe did not seem to be allied. Otherwise, why would he open his mouth and scold him?
So he continued, "Then where did you get your Thunderclap Cannon and Daytime Thunderclap? Only Jing Zhe has these things!"
"Hehe, do you think Jing Zhe, given his personality, would give the formula for Thunderclap in the Daytime to someone else?"
Qi Junguang sneered, "However, the formula for the Daytime Thunder in the hands of our Southern Qi is no worse than Jing Zhe's!"
"..."
Then, Qi Junguang began to speak.
Compared to Anguo, whether it is scholars or martial artists, Nanqi is far inferior, especially in terms of martial artists. Anguo has four major sects and various other sects, large and small, with countless martial artists, including the top experts from the four major sects.
Although sects do not interfere in the conflicts between the imperial court or other countries, if Anguo were to engage in a large-scale war with other countries, or even face annihilation, would those martial artists still not intervene?
At least Qi Junguang didn't think so.
This is also a headache for Southern Qi. They had considered developing martial artists, but eventually gave up because Anguo has many sects and the best environment for the development of martial artists. Even if Southern Qi had martial artists, they would all go to Anguo and they couldn't keep them there.
Therefore, the Southern Qi dynasty devised another path for development.
The people of Southern Qi were skilled craftsmen, and there were even more skilled artisans. Therefore, they were good at making all kinds of tools. The silver-threaded clothes were made by them. After being equipped by the Silver-Threaded Army, they were invincible on the battlefield.
However, the Southern Qi was not satisfied with this. To put it bluntly, the Silver Thread Armor was only effective against ordinary soldiers and was a defensive weapon. They wanted to create an offensive weapon, preferably one with great destructive power, capable of even sniping martial artists!
However, such a weapon is very difficult to manufacture. After all, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to kill martial artists, especially powerful ones, with a weapon!
After Qi Junguang witnessed the thunder in broad daylight, his thoughts completely changed!
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