Take the Empire To the Other World

"Even a Tier 3 professional is an ant in front of a platoon of guns."

Wang Ziming's consciousness swept over the dead body of the third-order bandit leader, and sighed.

He had heard about this in the Federation of the main world. The information of 1st to 4th rank professionals in the federation can be bought as long as they have money, so there is still a lot of bases for professionals below 4th rank, but in the federal army Under the repression of the people, they are still as diligent as ordinary people as a screw in the construction of the federation...

Only by breaking through to the fifth-order existence can you become a privileged class of the federal government and barely step into the upper class.

This is mainly because professionals below Tier 4 cannot make their bodies immune to bullets, even arquebuses and muskets, let alone more penetrating front-loaded guns.

This is different from demonized creatures. They have a certain regeneration ability. Magical creatures that ignore pain are more resistant to musket shooting.

However, when encountering human physics professionals of the same level, even with cold weapons, you can easily defeat the demonized creatures in a duel.

This forms an interesting circular chain. The demonized creatures restrain the firearmed troops composed of ordinary people, and the firearmed troops composed of ordinary people can crush the 4th-level and below professionals, while the same-level professionals can easily kill the demonization in seconds. biology…

Of course, in reality, low-level demonized creatures are often gregarious creatures, and do not give human professionals a chance to single out.

"Hey, there is no soul power income. Could it be that intelligent creatures in different dimensions have no soul?"

Watching Wang Ziming, who was a senior Swedish town militiaman clearing the battlefield, never waited for the information of soul power extraction, he couldn't help feeling stunned.

It didn't take long for Wang Ziming to receive a summary of Zhao Ritian's spoils.

The tattered melee weapons were directly selected by the senior Swedish town militiamen. Of course, none of the ammunition on the body of the bandits was taken away. As long as the muskets were still usable, they were ready to be used by the villagers in the territory.

It's not that Wang Ziming doesn't want to use it for the soldiers. The soldiers have their own career paths, so they are not as good as the villagers when they use muskets...

This is like drawing on a piece of white paper (the villagers), which is different from the difficulty of drawing on a piece of paper (soldier) filled with fixed colors.

Soldiers who already have a solid career path can hardly be distracted from learning other weapons to fight.

"Master Ancestor, we have obtained 12 silver coins, which are hereby dedicated to you."

After Zhao Ritian collected all the virtual currencies in different space, he knelt down toward the sky and raised the real silver coins in his hands.

In the different space, virtual currency can be realized, and it is also the common currency of all creatures in the different space.

This different space was born with Wang Ziming's crossing, but because Wang Ziming is too weak, he can only control the people in the different space territory.

This is also the reason why people in the different dimension call Wang Ziming a God-Blessed One. The gods in their eyes are actually the system rules that create the entire different dimension!

It's just that the system rules that this "god" has no self, so most of the people in the other dimension are false believers.

"Only 12 silver coins, these bandits are really poor..."

After the silver coins in Zhao Ritian's hand disappeared out of thin air, Wang Ziming glanced at the extra amount in the account, and he didn't mind.

At this moment, Wang Ziming was deeply aware of the poverty level of the low-level outlaws in the different dimension!

Of course, this may also be because the bandits haven't eaten meat for a long time...

After scavenging for the spoils, Zhao Ritian led the team to move on again, this time he was not attacked by outlaws again.

Those bandits who ran away without a trace did not call their accomplices and came back to attack.

When he brought 20 senior Swedish town militiamen back to the different space territory, he was immediately warmly welcomed by the villagers in the territory, but all the villagers in the territory were male, so this enthusiasm made the senior Swedish town militiamen who were also male feel indifferent...

Soon, the tattered weapons seized from the bandits, including melee weapons, were distributed to the villagers, and 20 senior Swedish town militiamen went to the main world with only their original weapons and Wang Ziming!

When going to the main world, Wang Ziming found that these mercenaries are very useful, and like soldiers, they can be pulled back to the different space territory anytime, anywhere!

I don't know how many times better than Charak!

In the early morning of January 7, 1888 in the federal calendar, in a forest outside the Devil Mountains, Wang Le, who was confused, woke up from the grass covered with clothes, and twisted his neck with a stiff neck facing the rising sun.

Then he saw a scene that shocked him!

"This... how come there are 20 more people here? All of them have guns!

My God, what age is this, and there are still people who use antique arquebuses?

Is there still a federal arsenal that produces such old antiques?

These arquebuses aren't ancestral, are they..."

Soon, Wang Le, who had finally recovered from the shock, and Charak, who was embarrassed, were called to Wang Ziming.

"These are the mercenaries who just found us last night. From now on, they will be our own people. They will be under the command of Li Feiyan. Now our strength is no longer afraid of those demonized goblins. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I decided Go back to the place where we were attacked today along the same path, and teach those demonized goblins a hard lesson!"

The prince mobilized loudly and forcefully.

Naturally, the soldiers led by Li Feiyan and the senior Swedish town militia would have no objection.

Originally, Li Feiyan's 20 people didn't have a second-order existence, no muskets, and Charak still had the courage to fight, now...

Let's be honest!

Just those 20 arquebuses could kill Charak!

However, Wang Le did not understand Wang Ziming's order!

"Master, there are at least 6 demonized goblin warriors in the demonized goblin, one demonized goblin leader, and nearly a hundred ordinary demonized goblins. Didn't we die in the past?"

Don't be afraid to die, I can fill up my troops!

Wang Ziming really wanted to say something like this, but in order to keep Wang Le's three views from collapsing, Wang Ziming replied patiently: "This is another plan of mine. In fact, I called a large number of mercenaries in Lis City to prepare Find a magic stone ore to mine in the Devil's Mountains.

According to yesterday's battle, we can be sure that the demonized goblin tribe must have mastered a magic stone ore, or the kind of surface ore that is easy to mine. As long as we find the ore, I will call other mercenary teams that enter the Devil's Mountains one after another. Come to support.

Trust me, we have more power than we can imagine! "

Wang Le looked at his young master dumbfounded, feeling very unfamiliar...

Fortunately, he still maintains a simple master-servant mentality. Since his young master is so determined, as a servant, what else can he do other than obey?

Those mercenaries are not afraid, they are all afraid of wool!