cree or a warrant from the Grand Inquisitor, no one is allowed to enter the Imperial Prison without authorization. This crime, I cannot bear the responsibility. Lord Duan, why make things difficult fo...Chapter 1045: Qin Divine Thunder

After those three rows of gunmen completed a volley, they immediately pulled out a black, round object from the bag hanging at their side.

That thing looked less impressive than the fire sticks they were holding, the kind that would be ignored if tossed on the roadside.

But with the example of fire sticks becoming firearms, no one dared to underestimate this thing.

What is that

Li Yinhu's brow furrowed, a sense of foreboding immediately washing over him.

Before the advent of gunpowder firearms, although it somewhat alarmed him, it didn't throw him off his game.

Firearms did not appear out of thin air. The Qin Dynasty had already developed them, but everyone knew that their accuracy was poor and it took a long time to load gunpowder, so they were not widely promoted or developed. Everyone believed that no matter how it was developed, it wouldn't be as effective as training a strong archer.

And Li Chen's redevelopment of gunpowder guns was no secret. Many ministers even rebuked the East Palace for indulging in frivolous playthings and becoming obsessed with these ingenious but unorthodox techniques.

And Li Yinhu also knew that, he even knew that Li Chen had successfully improved the firearm.

But how powerful it was, to what extent it had gone, he had never seen.

While I am impressed by the power of these gunpowder rifles, I don't believe that over a hundred of them will be enough to change the course of the battle.

So, when Li Yinhu saw those soldiers pull out those black things, he just felt a little uneasy, but didn't react.

Until these soldiers threw whatever black things they were holding.

Even Li Yinhu wouldn't recognize them, let alone the ordinary soldiers.

They watched as the pitch-black thing was thrown into the crowd, rolling to their feet.

A few brave ones even went up to get a closer look.

One of them was the cleverest. He simply bent down and picked one up, offering it to Li Yinhǔ like a treasure.

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, I have found something. Please take a look and see what it is."

Li Yinhu was also full of curiosity, but he subconsciously felt that this wouldn't be anything good.

"Stay away."

Li Yinhu had just finished speaking...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

What would it be like if over a hundred grenades, renamed "Great Qin Divine Thunder," exploded in a dense crowd of thousands

That was brilliant, that was magnificent!

Li Yinhu watched with his own eyes as the general who had previously run towards him, offering a treasure, was transformed into a ball of black and red flames with a deafening boom.

Black smoke billowed and surged outward, with orange flames rolling from within. The explosion's shockwave blasted everything within a ten-meter radius, leaving no one standing.

"Be careful!!!"

Despite being surrounded by danger, Zhou Xingjia's mastery was undeniable. His ability to anticipate threats and react with lightning speed far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Almost the instant the explosion occurred, he grabbed Li Yinhu and ran blindly backwards.

At the moment of the explosion, Li Yinhu only felt a wave of heat wash over him. His ears were filled with countless roars that drowned out all other sound, and his head buzzed incessantly.

A heatwave hit his face, and he felt something hot and warm being tossed into his arms. Li Yinhu looked down and saw a charred half-foot with only three toes left, the skin still clinging together.

"Oh!!! "

Li Yinhu let out a terrified and pitiful scream, reaching the point of madness.

And his performance was a microcosm of all the rebels on the battlefield.Chapter 587: Picking a Fight