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Through a period of interaction, Ye Huan clearly understood that Weiyang was definitely the unreliable type. If it weren't for his confident words earlier, Ye Huan wouldn't have considered letting him take action. Who would have thought that Weiyang would once again mess things up...
"Good thing I was prepared..."
Muttering in annoyance, as Weiyang mentioned that his magical power had been nearly depleted from the previous Ice and Fire Duality spell, Ye Huan swiftly flipped through his Summoning Book. He quickly reached the tenth page but showed no signs of stopping, instead gripping the corner of the eleventh page.
This made Weiyang, who had been watching him, recall the God of Fire Cannon depicted on the tenth page. This term was what Ye Huan had used when he summoned the Gatling gun. Weiyang and Zhang Ren had witnessed firsthand how the God of Fire Cannon had turned a group of Fifth-Level Magical Beasts into Swiss cheese in the Northern Liang Mountain Range. With so many people facing them at the Abandoned Wall, why wouldn't Ye Huan use it?
In truth, Ye Huan wanted nothing more than to unleash a frenzied barrage with the Gatling gun. However, the amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy consumed by its ammunition was simply too much—so much that Ye Huan couldn't afford it. After just one minute of firing, he would be out of commission. Moreover, with cavalry positioned just a meter apart in front of the ruins' wall, if Ye Huan were to use the Gatling gun, he might not even kill a few hundred before losing his ability to attack. Even if he had a Fifth-Level Magical Beast's inner core to recover, he would still need time to do so.
Would the Southern Xiongnu Empire cavalry give him that opportunity? Of course not!
Without hesitation, he flipped open to the eleventh page. There, similarly illustrated was a machine gun, but it was much smaller than the Gatling gun and had only one barrel. Below this image was a line of small text: 'M60 General Purpose Machine Gun'...
Compared to the Gatling gun, which balanced rate of fire and power, the M60's only advantage was its slower firing rate—only 200 rounds per minute in combat conditions—making it perfectly suited for this situation where minimal consumption of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was required to sustain fire for as long as possible.
Grinning foolishly as he summoned the M60 machine gun, Ye Huan could already imagine himself wildly spraying bullets while holding it. Yet deep down, he felt something was missing.
As the M60 with its folding bipod appeared on the wall, those Southern Xiongnu Empire soldiers were now less than thirty meters away from the Abandoned Wall. He could see Han Lin behind them, bare-chested and painted with strange colors. Suddenly realizing what he lacked, Ye Huan understood that he was missing an aura of mastery!
Whether it was Zuo Yi or Weiyang or even Han Lin on the opposing side, they all exuded an impactful presence during battle due to their use of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy.
In contrast, every time Ye Huan fought, it ended with just a few gunshots and explosions that failed to attract any attention or notice from others. This time, Ye Huan decided he needed to change that. While those Southern Xiongnu Empire soldiers were still approaching, he quickly flipped back to the fifth page of his 2012 Arms Compendium and summoned a pair of sunglasses to rest on his nose.
It must be said that sunglasses from the twenty-first century could indeed enhance one's aura; put them on and Ye Huan instantly appeared cooler—though some might say he looked like he was just trying too hard.
Finally, when those Southern Xiongnu Empire cavalry were just twenty meters away from the wall, Ye Huan moved. Gripping the M60 machine gun tightly with one hand while pressing down on its handle with the other, he pulled the trigger hard!
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat...
Like the sound of other firearms, the M60 machine gun emitted a crisp crack as flashes of fire flickered from its muzzle. Shell casings clattered to the ground like a relentless waterfall, each bullet fired creating a chaotic symphony of destruction.
To Ye Huan, the sound of the gun was quite pleasant, reminiscent of the rhythmic firing of an M4A1. However, to the soldiers below the city wall, the M60's roar was undoubtedly a death knell.
As bullets were unleashed from the M60, the first shot struck a soldier in the head, creating a gaping hole and splattering blood in a grotesque display. Simultaneously, several cavalrymen from the Southern Xiongnu Empire in the front line were hit, each receiving one to three bloody wounds. They screamed and fell from their horses, trampled underfoot by those charging behind them.
Many of the horses belonging to these fallen soldiers also fell victim to stray bullets, collapsing with pained whinnies and meeting the same fate as their riders. The remaining horses, driven by instinctive fear of the gunfire and flashes, bolted towards either side of the Abandoned Wall, desperate to escape the battlefield.
One wave fell while another surged forward. Ye Huan on the city wall felt utterly at ease; all he had to do was grip the M60's handle and sweep it back and forth. After all, the weapon summoned from the 2012 Arms Compendium had no issues like barrel overheating or other complications.
In just three minutes, at least three hundred Southern Xiongnu Empire soldiers lay dead beneath the Abandoned Wall. Some bodies were mangled by their own horses' trampling, while others remained intact but bled profusely. In the distance, the remaining Southern Xiongnu cavalry dared not advance any further; they still had no idea what was killing their comrades. The psychological pressure they faced was even more severe than death itself.
Behind the remaining cavalry of the Southern Xiongnu Empire, Han Lin's face was etched with shock as he stared incredulously at the figure on the wall wearing sunglasses. A question arose in his mind: 'Who is this person?'
After hesitating for a moment and observing that his soldiers had lost all morale, Han Lin finally issued a command to halt the attack. He stepped forward to address the soldiers at the front of his line and shouted towards Ye Huan on the ruined wall, "We have decided to retreat. Can that person on the wall tell us who they are?"
As he spoke, Han Lin raised his hand and pointed at Ye Huan. This action immediately ignited indignation in someone nearby: 'Why? Why is it that I, Weiyang, can kill thousands of Southern Xiongnu soldiers without anyone caring about me, yet they inquire about Ye Huan's name after he has only killed hundreds?' As he thought this, the stout man cast envious glances at Ye Huan.
Feeling the jealousy radiating from Weiyang beside him, Ye Huan pretended not to notice. He contemplated whether or not to answer Han Lin's question. After a moment's reflection, he decided it was best not to engage with someone like Han Lin—a high-level expert—fearing that Han Lin might see him as a target that needed eliminating.
With these thoughts in mind, Ye Huan remained silent and pulled the trigger of the M60 once more. Several bullets tore through the air before creating bowl-sized craters right in front of Han Lin, startling him into leaping backward several meters.
With their commander retreating, many Southern Xiongnu cavalrymen followed suit and stepped back in unison. Their horsemanship was impressive; their coordination was remarkable. Unfortunately for them, they were all held back by Ye Huan alone outside the ruins of the wall!
Han Lin could hardly believe that not only did Ye Huan refuse to answer his question, but he continued firing instead. This surge of anger boiled within him; he longed to charge forward and slay Ye Huan himself for his head. However, such thoughts were futile—he had witnessed firsthand how terrifying Ye Huan's strength was during their earlier encounter when Ye Huan had shot through Zhang Ren’s defenses. Han Lin knew that even his body enhanced by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy could not withstand such firepower.
Just as Han Lin found himself caught between advancing or retreating without knowing what to do next, a cloud of dust suddenly billowed from behind Abandoned Wall—reinforcements were clearly arriving. Frustrated and helpless, he could only stamp his foot and order a retreat.
When Han Lin issued his command, it was as if a mountain had collapsed; all Southern Xiongnu Empire soldiers began fleeing rapidly as if escaping disaster itself. They feared that strange flashes from above would claim their lives before they even understood how they had perished.
Noticing the fear in his soldiers' eyes, Han Lin, the commander leading the troops, was filled with a strange emotion. He turned back with resentment, and when he saw Ye Huan wearing sunglasses, his anger surged even more. He resolved that if given the chance, he would storm into Sky Star City and take Ye Huan's life!
Unbeknownst to him, someone had already begun to think about their own life. Standing atop the ruins of the city wall, Ye Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Han Lin lead his troops away. Although he was confident in his ability to wipe out those soldiers with an M60 machine gun, having been in this world for less than a month, Ye Huan's hands were already stained with a considerable amount of blood. This made him feel unusually uneasy; after all, those people were not stray animals on the street but living beings.
"Quick, quick! Look, our reinforcements have arrived!"
After witnessing the retreat of the Southern Xiongnu Empire's soldiers, someone in the ranks shouted excitedly. Instantly, everyone's gaze shifted to their rear, where countless soldiers armed with spears appeared before them. These were likely reinforcements sent by Lord Li Dan upon learning that the Southern Xiongnu Empire's cavalry was approaching the border.
It should be noted that typically, when there are still strongholds to defend in Huaxia Nation, the equipment provided to ordinary soldiers consists mainly of a Ring-Handled Saber, round shields, and bows and arrows. To contend against the cavalry of the Southern Xiongnu Empire with just these weapons would undoubtedly lead to a situation where defeat was certain.
Putting away the firearm he had just summoned, Ye Huan glanced back after hearing the excited shouts of the soldiers. However, that one glance made him feel something was off.
There were too many of them!
So many that it appeared even more impressive than the previous 5,000 cavalrymen. Not to mention the dense array of Huxia Kingdom's Nine Dragon Flag banners; just the sight of countless round shields reflecting dazzling light under the sun made Ye Huan squint.
Over ten thousand! Perhaps even more...
This was Ye Huan's estimation in his mind, and it was precisely here that he sensed something amiss. When he had entered Sky Star City's military camp earlier, Ye Huan had calculated that there should only be about ten thousand soldiers in total at Sky Star City—not counting those responsible for logistics and miscellaneous duties. After Zuo Yi led two thousand troops to the border, only about eight thousand soldiers remained in Sky Star City's military camp.
So who were all these reinforcements numbering over ten thousand?
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