Wang Yin obviously didn't know what the Chairman of the Military Commission meant.
However, this didn't prevent him from understanding the meaning behind Sun Lang's words.
What he meant was — Is your brother-in-law's official rank very high?
My rank is not lower than his.
Are … are you kidding me?
There were nine Zhenzhou Generals in the world. They were all extremely high ranking officials, and even if they were to return to the imperial court and become a Minister of War or a Minister of War, in terms of rank, it would be a transfer. How could you say my brother-in-law's rank is low?
Could you be the Martial Arts Hall's Sword Pavilion's General and be the top military official in the world?
But now, even if Sun Lang said he was the Emperor, Wang Yin had to nod and agree. This was because this person's meaning was — What's the harm in killing you?
Not to mention other things, this person's martial arts were unimaginably strong and had already reached the realm of legends. Although Wang Yin's martial arts were not good, his brother-in-law was a martial arts master who rarely appeared in this world. Usually, he would casually tell him some things about the martial arts, so Wang Yin was very clear — — he had just chopped Ding Li into pieces and summoned the Giant Spirit Palm from the lake. Although it seemed like a demonic spell, it was actually an extremely high level martial arts!
This person must be a peerless swordsman from the Imperial Army who had the Water Element. The sword qi and the Water Defense Technique just now were not inferior to the dead Water Radiance Sword Saint mentioned by his brother-in-law.
How could such a person become the son-in-law of the Zhang Clan in Ming Zhou?
He was full of regret. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely try his best to please this guy … No, it was better to stay away from this temperamental guy as far as possible.
Moreover, judging from this person's words, it seemed that he was here for his brother-in-law ….
Although he didn't know if his brother-in-law's martial arts and troops would be able to restrain this madman, he knew one thing, and that was that his life was in the hands of this madman, and he definitely wouldn't mind casually killing him … Thinking of this, Wang Yin's heart was dominated by extreme humiliation and fear.
He didn't even know how to beg the other party to spare his life … The other party obviously wasn't afraid of his brother-in-law. His martial arts were excellent, and he definitely wasn't interested in money. He had a beautiful maid, and he didn't seem to care too much about beauty. Facing someone who could take his life at any time, he didn't even know what to do to survive.
"Ah, the change in expression, the look of remorse, the feeling of watching a self-righteous person change from a smug, high and mighty loser into a trembling wretch, this feeling …" Sun Lang put on a subtle expression and sighed. "It feels better than sucking ass …"
Wang Yin was still trembling, he couldn't even understand what the other party was saying.
"This is what they mean by 'life is full of surprises'. The only thing missing is a heart that yearns to show off and slap faces …"
He heard the other party say, "It's a pity that portable cameras haven't been invented yet … Otherwise, I'll carry a camera with me everywhere in the future. Every time I successfully slap someone in the face, I'll pull the victim to make a Nicole Nicole gesture and shout 'I've succeeded in acting tough' to the camera. Then, I'll take a photo with them as a souvenir. Wouldn't that be perfect?"
Courrier, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Camera?
Are you referring to a device that can copy the real picture? "
Sun Lang shook his head like a lion and said with surprise and joy, "Ah?
Do you have it? "
Courrier shook his head and said, "If you're talking about the kind of imaging device that can leave the image on a silver-plated copper plate, I don't have it. If I remember correctly, that kind of technology has just become popular in the West in the past two years. It's highly sought after by many nobles and rich people. However, the Church has realized the strategic value of this technology and is using the flame technology of the Kingdom of Fire to imitate and improve the principle …"
Courrier was talking about the daguerreotype photography method. This earliest camera directly printed the image on a silver-plated copper plate. The exposure time was about 30 minutes, and it usually took a whole day to develop the photo. Moreover, the photo couldn't be duplicated.
In other words, photography in this era was a craft. Rather than playing with equipment, it was more like playing with skills. Spending an entire day with all kinds of complicated toxic chemicals to create a one-of-a-kind copper photo that was out of print in the world. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed quite cool.
The significance of photography in the military was obviously greater than its civilian significance. In this regard, the flame priests of the Fire Order were at the forefront of the military. If there was a convenient and fast photography technology, it would be of great significance for spy operations, military investigations, and even the preservation of data.
However, none of that was important in Sun Lang's eyes.
At this moment, the figures of many female teachers flashed in his mind.
They were the ones who accompanied Sun Lang through his white youth that was full of dreams and beautiful dreams without asking for anything in return.
He suddenly took two steps forward and bowed solemnly. "Please transfer the camera to me!
This is the request of my life!
Please! "
"…" Courrier was quite shocked. She said in a subtle tone, "After spending half a day with you, I think I've realized something, which is that I can't seem to keep up with your thoughts …"
Sun Lang said loudly, "Coach, I want to play with photography!"
"…" Mao Mei sighed. "I can't give it to you even if I want to. This camera device is a module that is directly installed on the Death Messenger. It's a camera device that runs on the functions of the Seraph. Also, it's only a prototype and is the best that the flame priests can achieve right now. Also, the church didn't give it to me for fun, but to wait until I capture the Lone Wanderer … Well, you know what I mean."
Sun Lang sighed rather regretfully. Then, he clenched his fists and shouted, "Bring in talents!
Bring in with high salaries!
Establish a reward system!
Perfect the patent system!
I want a portable camera! "
Curel rolled her beautiful eyes. Just a moment ago, he had been so awe-inspiring, killing people with a smile, as if he was the most dignified monarch. But now, he had finally revealed his true colors …
Sun Lang seemed to have set up another small goal for himself. Then, he waved his hands excitedly and said, "Forget it, forget it. We can talk about the future later, but we have to deal with the present now!
Come on, take a picture for us! "
Courrier nodded helplessly. Then, she pressed the transmitter on her waist. Then, a faint whistling sound came from the sky, and a silver bird descended from the sky. In the sound of metal rubbing against each other, it turned into a human shape in midair and suddenly landed on the ground, causing a violent tremor.
The people of the General's Residence who were still awake looked at the iron giant descending from the sky and then at Courrier who was wearing a cloak and a veil. They were all confused.
How should they describe it? It was like when they were bullying Erya at the village entrance with a group of friends, they suddenly found that the little girl took out a strange white stick from her butt pocket and pointed it at the sky. Then, an interstellar friend from the M78 nebula appeared out of thin air.
Then, they saw that the terrifying iron giant was half-kneeling on the ground. The steel plate on its back opened, and then, the maid with beautiful eyes, f * cking crawled in …
— Their blank expressions slowly turned into stupefaction.
It was as if they realized that the M78 interstellar friend in front of them was actually Erya …
This was the Houtu Empire, the Northern Border Ming State. In this feudal country, something extremely inhumane happened … Seven Luminaries Sword Saint and Li Huo Yan Wei, two of the top soldiers of their respective countries, joined forces and did this and that to the family and subordinates of a military commander of the Houtu Empire.
Seraph raised her right hand, and a large device popped out from her right arm, aiming at the people of the General's Residence.
These low-level villains who had been slapped in the face by the pretentious people were suffering a second mental devastation.
Presumably, after experiencing such a thing, they would deeply realize the sacredness of the identity of a soldier and a soldier's family. They would always remember the eight honors and eight disgraces, protect the country, support the imperial court, love the people, be kind to others, never bully others, never bully others, and never use the power of a general to commit crimes.
Because when their hearts were filled with malice again, the arrogance and viciousness in their hearts once again overshadowed their conscience, and they were about to bare their fangs at the weak, they would remember this day.
They would remember the son-in-law of the Zhang Residence who was very long-winded but whose martial arts were simply amazing. They would remember the maid with beautiful eyes who could casually summon the terrifying iron giant.
They would remember the scene where they stood in front of the iron giant, surrounded the man, bent their middle and ring fingers, and raised their hands high on both sides of their heads. They faced the big cannon in the giant's hand, forced smiles, and shouted, "Pretentious success, Nico Nico Nico Nico" …
There were a total of fifteen people from the Mingzhou General's Mansion.
Six lackeys with foul mouths were dead, and one lackey leader who didn't do anything was dead. Four lucky sentries had fainted, and one hostage from the yamen, so there were only three people left.
After accepting the mental devastation of being slapped in the face and having to take a photo as a souvenir, those who were still conscious were completely burned out. They probably wouldn't be able to recover for at least half a month.
After filming, Courrier got Sun Lang's approval. She jumped down from the Death Messenger and ran to the horses in the General's residence. Her small nose kept sniffing. Then, she seemed to have found something. She found an exquisite brocade box from the backpack of a horse. After opening it, she cheered.
Then, this guy took out a sealed porcelain flask from the exquisitely wrapped brocade box. After opening it, he blew at the mouth of the flask, and a faint 'dudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu
All of this did not attract the attention of the people in the General's Residence. Everyone had a look of "whatever, let's just destroy this world".
"Go and send the message."
Sun Lang waved his hand and said indifferently, "Take your companions with you. Just remember one thing, don't do anything unnecessary.
I don't care how many people Qi Guanyan brought here, but if you go to the prefectures along the way to ask for reinforcements and find some cats and dogs to lead soldiers to stop me … "
He showed a gentle expression and patted Yin Zai's shoulder. He said with a smile, "Then I'll have to cut your young master into pieces. Then, I'll break through the army and go to Hucheng myself. Without your young master, my speed will be much faster. Anyway, as long as I have a hostage, it doesn't matter if it's Qi Guanyan's brother-in-law or his wife, it'll work."
Those knights didn't even dare to say a word. They were all scared out of their wits. Hearing this, they quickly left all the wine and gathered the horses. They put their unconscious companions on the saddles and fastened them with ropes. Because seven people died, there were seven extra horses, so each person could switch between two horses.
Then, they hurriedly ran away.
Sun Lang looked at their fleeing figures and shook his head. He said, "At first, they were so arrogant and proud. But after a defeat, they showed their true colors. They are more cowardly than anyone else … Qi Guanyan is still too young."
He suddenly thought of something and turned to Wang Yin. He said, "Oh right, Yin Zai, could it be that they ran away because they were afraid of being punished and became deserters?"
Wang Yin was like a frightened little quail. Hearing this, he shivered and shook his head. "No, no, no. They are all servants of the General's Residence. My brother-in-law brought them here from his hometown in the south. Their ancestors have served the General's Residence for generations. Their loyalty is top-notch …"
Sun Lang nodded.
It should be known that the servants of the General's Residence were not purely servants who did rough work. These people were more like the personal troops of the general. Whether it was rewards, training, treatment, or food, they were better than ordinary soldiers. This was because compared to the soldiers of the imperial court, these servants were the forces that the general trusted more. They were the armed forces that belonged to the private and family. Usually, they were personally trained by the general and in battle, they would live and die with their master.
In the era of cold weapons, there was a method of warfare that had been used for a long time and was widely used. That was to gather the elites and use them together. The bravest soldiers were responsible for opening up the battlefield, and the rest were all used to fight battles. In the era of cold weapons, what was tested was morale. If they won, it would be like a tsunami, and if they lost, it would be like a landslide. In the west, there were knights who brought their own equipment, attendants, and rations. In the east, there were the personal servants of the generals.
These retainers were the strongest and final support of the generals. Naturally, they were highly valued. Usually, they would pay out of their own pockets to provide food and meals. Some would even train them personally. Thus, their loyalty, morale, and training level were all very high. They were even closer to the generals than their own personal soldiers.
If this was the case, the possibility of them escaping was very low. However …
Sun Lang said lightly, "No wonder you don't have any military honor."
Wang Yin had already become a worm. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes …"
Sun Lang revealed his snow-white teeth, "Yin Zai, don't be afraid. There's still a long way to go."
A look of despair appeared on Wang Yin's face as he sat down on the ground.
"How embarrassing."
Courrier walked over with a bottle of wine. She seemed to be very satisfied with the wine in the General's Residence. After drinking the wine, Sister Mao's tongue also became big. She glanced at Sun Lang, "But, didn't you want to pull Qi Guanyan into your group?
After killing so many people and scaring his brother-in-law, you still expect him to join you? "
Sun Lang sneered, "I'm here to pull Qi Guanyan into my group, not to let him be the boss. The choice is in my hands. He has the final say on which path to take … Let's go. I want to see how he will end up."