211: Chapter 211: The Contest Between Bow and Arrow and Revolver!

"There is no need for you to worry, sister."

Wang Xia comforted Jin Xishan, saying, "These troops are enough."

She had witnessed the power of firearms.

Although the revolver was not as terrifying as the striker shotgun, it was still not to be underestimated.

The thousand cavalrymen her husband sent were equipped with guns and cannons; against the Xiongnu people who used cold weapons, it was a dimensional strike, more than enough to crush them!

Wang Xia's face was full of confidence.

"Ah!"

Jin Xishan did not expect her elder sister to say the same thing.

She didn't know why her sister was so confident; she feared her sister didn't know how formidable the Xiongnu people were.

She hurriedly said, "Sister, our Xiongnu people's archery is very powerful!"

"If you don't carry the Qin Crossbow, I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress us Xiongnu people!"

Jin Xishan looked anxious.

Since she had chosen to submit to His Majesty the Head of State, she naturally hoped that the cavalry sent by His Majesty would be victorious.

"Sister, you only know that our Great Qin's Qin Crossbow is powerful, but do you know that the revolver my husband created is far more powerful than the Qin Crossbow?"

Wang Xia spoke again, "Husband once used a revolver to kill thirty assassins and heavily wound ten others without a single scratch on himself!"

"Ah!"

Jin Xishan covered her mouth in disbelief upon hearing this.

She looked at Zhao Fusu with a doubtful gaze.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhao Fusu's mouth curled slightly as he said, "How about a contest? You use a bow and arrow to shoot pottery jars."

"I will use a revolver to shoot pottery jars. Let's see who can hit six pottery jars twenty meters away the fastest."

"Alright!"

Facing Zhao Fusu's challenge, Jin Xishan agreed without the slightest hesitation.

She had brought her bow and arrows to Yangshan Mountain.

Therefore, Zhao Fusu did not need to prepare a bow and arrows for her.

Zhao Fusu had people arrange a site for the contest.

He and Jin Xishan each stood before the same line.

Twenty meters in front of them, six pottery jars were placed on separate tables.

Jin Xishan pulled an arrow from her quiver, notched it on the bowstring, and slowly drew back the longbow until it was shaped like a full moon.

After she was ready, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Fusu.

His expression was calm, and his eyes revealed a sense of composure and confidence, as if he was completely sure of winning this contest.

The focus of Jin Xishan's gaze fell on the revolver in Zhao Fusu's hand.

The revolver shimmered with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

"The contest..."

Wang Xia held a bronze hammer and a bronze gong in her hands.

Jin Xishan narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze as sharp as an eagle's, locking onto the distant pottery jars.

Zhao Fusu cocked the hammer of the revolver and aimed the muzzle at a pottery jar twenty meters away.

At this moment, the surroundings were silent as everyone held their breath, watching this contest.

"Start!"

After Jin Xishan shouted the command, the bronze hammer in Wang Xia's hand also struck the gong heavily.

"Clang!"

As the loud sound of the gong rang out,

Jin Xishan was the first to act.

With a "whoosh," a sharp arrow flew off the string, shooting toward the target like a bolt of lightning.

The arrow traced a beautiful arc in the air and precisely hit a distant pottery jar, which instantly shattered, sending fragments flying in all directions.

It had to be said that Jin Xishan's archery was indeed excellent.

After shooting this arrow, the corner of Jin Xishan's eye couldn't help but glance at Zhao Fusu beside her.

A loud "bang" like a thunderclap from a clear sky echoed across the contest ground.

The sudden noise startled the onlookers, causing them to retreat, with some of the more timid ones even covering their ears.

Accompanied by the gunshot, a flash of fire erupted from the muzzle of the revolver, and the bullet flew toward the pottery jar as fast as a shooting star.

The pottery jar was instantly blown to pieces, with the fragments flying further and more scattered than those of the jar Jin Xishan had shattered.

"How is this possible!"

Jin Xishan's eyes widened; she simply could not believe what was happening before her.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the small object in Zhao Fusu's hand.

She truly could not imagine that such a small object could make such a loud noise and possess power far exceeding that of a bow and arrow.

Seeing the expression of shock and disbelief on Jin Xishan's face, Wang Xia was not surprised at all.

Even though she had seen the power of this revolver many times, she was still incredibly fearful of it.

If one were hit by a shot, they would either die or instantly lose their ability to fight.

Jin Xishan no longer had the heart to continue the contest.

Her eyes were entirely focused on the revolver in Zhao Fusu's hand.

Zhao Fusu naturally knew that Jin Xishan was looking at the revolver in his hand.

He wanted to demonstrate the power of the revolver so that Jin Xishan could feel at ease.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As one loud gunshot after another rang out,

Zhao Fusu pulled the trigger of the revolver; with each shot, a pottery jar shattered under his fire.

The impact of this scene was quite explosive.

Especially for Jin Xishan, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, it left an incredibly deep impression on her.

After firing all the bullets, Zhao Fusu looked at the white smoke rising from the muzzle and couldn't help but blow on it.

Looking at the fragments of pottery jars covering the ground, Jin Xishan was filled with immense shock.

She walked up to Zhao Fusu with an excited expression, her face flushing as she said, "Your Majesty the Paramount Leader, only today did I learn that such a miraculous and powerful weapon exists in this world!"

"Sister, I finally know why you said there was no need for me to worry!"

Jin Xishan looked at Wang Xia and said, "This revolver is not only powerful, but it can also fire six shots in a row!"

"This is simply unbelievable!"

"The master archers of the Liefeng Tribe can fire three arrows at once and hit three targets, but people who can do that are few and far between."

"Most archers in the Liefeng Tribe can only fire one arrow at a time."

"Drawing an arrow from the quiver to shoot takes time."

Jin Xishan exclaimed, "Anyone holding a revolver can achieve six consecutive shots!"

"Incredible!"

"This is just too incredible!"

"Your Majesty the Paramount Leader, this revolver was also invented by you!"

Jin Xishan's almond-shaped eyes gazed at Zhao Fusu with immense admiration.

Her admiration for Zhao Fusu was higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea!

"You could say that,"

Zhao Fusu said, rubbing his nose with his finger.

Sure enough!

After hearing Zhao Fusu's admission, he left an indelible mark in Jin Xishan's heart.

In her entire life, she had never seen such a formidable person.

That their Tuan Tribe could submit to His Majesty the Head of State was the Tuan Tribe's honor!

Under the leadership of His Majesty, the Tuan Tribe would move toward light and strength.

Loyalty!

Their Tuan Tribe would become the most loyal tribe on the grasslands to His Majesty the Head of State!