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The other riflemen were greatly alarmed and hurriedly raised their Flintlocks, firing at Li Qinwu.
Gunshots rang out as the Black Powder rifles belched thick white smoke, round bullets flying toward Li Qinwu.
However, Li Qinwu merely waved a hand, and a Psychic Shield rose up, blocking every bullet.
Then, with another casual sweep of his hand, the bullets fired by the riflemen shot back and struck their chests, blasting out sprays of blood.
"Devil! You devil!"
The coachman drew two revolvers, one in each hand.
But before he could fire, Li Qinwu pulled the bayonet from his waist and hurled it viciously.
With a wet thunk, the bayonet nailed itself into the coachman's forehead, sending him toppling backward onto the ground, dead as hell.
The battle ended in an instant. Twenty riflemen, one coachman, and one dog were all instantly killed by Li Qinwu.
Rudosen and the others emerged from the forest one after another and gathered around the carriage.
Rudosen said, "This carriage looks pretty good, and it probably doesn't have any high-tech components, right?
"Maybe we can use it for transportation and travel through several eras!"
Li Qinwu inspected the carriage from top to bottom. It was merely the most ordinary heavy cargo carriage, made of wood and steel.
The technology behind this carriage could be reproduced by humans after the Iron Age, so it really could accompany Li Qinwu and the others through many eras!
Li Qinwu said, "Get this carriage moving. We'll use it for transportation from now on!"
Pointing at the firearms scattered all over the ground, Rudosen asked,
"What about these guns? Can we take them with us and use them?"
Li Qinwu shook his head.
"These guns use Black Powder. Humans