"Insolence. You're courting death."
Just as Shen Fei was lost in thought, the leader of the cavalry over there grew impatient. He took the bow hanging from his horse, nocked an arrow, and aimed it at Shen Fei.
"Noisy."
Shen Fei's expression turned cold at having his thoughts interrupted. With a casual flick of his right hand, he hurled out the arrow he had caught earlier. It pierced straight through the cavalry leader's throat without stopping, then continued flying forward, punching through the cavalry behind him before finally losing strength and falling to the ground over a hundred meters away.
Because it had happened so quickly, it took a while before ten men, starting with the cavalry leader, toppled over in perfect unison. The sudden change immediately made the other cavalrymen turn pale.
"General Fan!" The cavalrymen on either side of the leader saw him fall from his horse and immediately dismounted to check on him.
"He killed General Fan!" After discovering that their leader was dead, one cavalryman glared viciously at Shen Fei, then leaped back onto his horse. The remaining cavalrymen raised their weapons, and the sight sent Ying Ziying and the others, who had been kneeling nearby, scrambling backward in panic.
"General Fan... Fan Kuai? Since I'm here, then sorry about that."
The instant those cavalrymen were about to charge, a six-barreled Gatling gun suddenly appeared in Shen Fei's hands. There had not been enough time for him to decide how to deal with this world, but since he had arrived here, he naturally had to change something. The first priority was preserving Great Qin.
There was nothing wrong with the systems of the Qin Dynasty and the Sui Dynasty. Their only mistake had been moving too hastily without sufficient power to suppress opposition, which led to