"What a pity, the negotiations failed."

The expression on Ran Min's face was extremely innocent, as if he had just experienced some verbal confrontation, and the negotiations broke down in desperation.

but.

The Lord of Nasr and the others watched with their own eyes. The Prince of Pingxi did not say a word, and took the life of the Hunter barbarian directly.

"You have made me suffer!" The Lord of Nasr's face was pale and he almost fell down.

If the families next to him hadn't supported him, he would have been lying on the ground now.

"You're not right!" Ran Min's face darkened, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Ran Min continued, "The Huns outside are obviously coming to take your life. I have cut off the danger for you. It would be fine if I don't thank me, why are you still blaming me?"

When the Lord Nasr heard this, he felt angry and annoyed.

However, Ran Min raised his hand lightly and caused a Hunter barbarian to fall to the ground and die.

Such a powerful "demonic technique" made City Lord Nasr very afraid. Even if he was angry, he would not dare to speak too seriously.

"Criminal, what should I do now?" The Lord of Nasr glanced at the 'iron pipe' in Ran Min's hand and asked with some guilt.

Although there are many families in Nasr Fort, there are hundreds of people.

However, the Huns and barbarians outside were all extremely powerful.

Starting a war with equal numbers is almost a doomed ending.

Ran Min raised the musket in his hand and said to Nasr City Lord and others with a smile.

"Don't worry, before I come, my father personally gave me this magic weapon, which is enough to ensure that everything is safe!"

"What is this?" Lord Nasr asked quickly.

"This object is called a musket. It is spurted out. Not to mention a barbarian, even a tiger will die suddenly on the spot!" Ran Min said loudly.

Everyone exclaimed with joy.

If it really happened like what Ran Min said, then no matter how fierce the Huns barbarians were, there would be nothing scary.

"Criminal, how many of these muskets do you have?" asked the Lord Nasr City Lord.

Ran Min smiled slightly when she heard this and silently stretched out three fingers.

"Three branches?" Lord Nasr said in confusion.

"Well, what's the use of three?" Ran Min curled his lips.

"Thirty?"

"Oh! To be honest, I brought three hundred pieces this time!" Ran Min said loudly.

"Three hundred pieces?"

When he heard this number, Lord Nasr and others exclaimed again.

They never expected that this kind of magic weapon that could enter the soul would bring three hundred!

This brought three hundred ‘divine weapons’.

The "divine weapon" in the hands of King Pingxi of the Great Han Dynasty must have at least 10,000!

No wonder the powerful Sassanian Empire was defeated one after another in the hands of Ran Liang.

When he thought of himself leaning against such a thick golden thigh, the City Lord Nasr was no longer so scared.

"Then invite all the magic weapons quickly. The Huns will definitely attack in anger!" The Lord of Nasr urged loudly.

"good!"

Ran Min nodded happily, then waved his hand and ordered the soldiers of the Song Dynasty behind him.

"Cake the fire gun and set aside!"

"Rise the banner of this prince!"

Outside Nasr Castle.

Before the left king of the Hunter, Tirae, led the aggressive Hunter barbarian soldiers, he had already thought about how to rectify the city of Nasr.
Chapter completed!