Great Warlord: The Second Ancestor of the Empire

Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng and the others who were a little downcast. Although his face was still calm, his heart was filled with joy.

As a soldier king, facing Mo Shoucheng and others, it can be said that he was completely defeated.

This made Lin Yi's body, which had been inactive for a long time, finally relax today.

He looked at Mo Shoucheng and asked, "How's it going? Are you okay?"

"If that doesn't work, you can substitute someone else."

When Mo Shoucheng heard Lin Yi's words, he suddenly felt his face burning up.

Mo Shoucheng considered himself an elite member of the Beijing camp, not to mention one against ten, but at least he felt that on the battlefield, it would be easy for him to fight two or three people by himself.

But today, it was him who was easily solved.

But now, the other party is worried that he won't be able to hold on and asks him to replace him.

Mo Shoucheng felt that he could not afford to lose this person, so he decisively rejected Lin Yi's kindness.

As for Lin Yi, he felt that he had fulfilled his obligation to remind him. Mo Shoucheng was unwilling to substitute, so he could not force him to substitute.

So, Lin Yi picked up a Lamington rifle and headed towards the shooting range.

When he looked at the target that was only a hundred meters away, he suddenly felt a little disdainful.

So close, who are you looking down on?

So, Lin Yi walked back a hundred meters.

He looked at it and saw that there was only one black dot left in the target, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Other soldiers from the Beijing camp who were watching saw Lin Yi standing directly two hundred meters away. From the looks of it, Prince Rui planned to start shooting from two hundred meters away.

All of a sudden, the onlookers from the Beijing camp all let out bursts of exclamations. Even Zhao He and Sun Han on the side looked unbelieving.

"Your Highness, Prince Rui, is this okay?" Sun Han asked in disbelief.

"I don't know." Zhao He shook his head. To be honest, he really didn't know if Lin Yi could hit the target.

"Then do you want me to go and persuade Prince Rui?" Sun Han reminded kindly.

As the commander of the capital camp of Daxia Emperor, Sun Han can be said to be loyal to Daxia.

He didn't like Lin Yi before because he felt that Lin Yi was just a big talker. He couldn't bear to let the elite soldiers from the Beijing camp come under Lin Yi's command, so as not to waste such excellent soldiers.

But after the previous few competitions, he had deeply realized that Lin Yi was a person with real abilities.

In the hands of such people, not all the brothers in Jingying were buried.

If Lin Yi can rely on his status as a prince to obtain some good equipment from outside, it can be regarded as adding to Daxia's strength.

Therefore, he didn't want Lin Yi to fail now, so he reminded Zhao Xi.

When Zhao He heard Sun Han's words, he just lowered his head and thought about it before decisively rejecting Sun Han's proposal.

"No, I believe you, brother!"

"Since the eldest brother chose to shoot at that position, Gu believes that the eldest brother is sure. Let's wait and see what happens."

"Yes." Sun Han didn't refute what Zhao Xi said, and then stood quietly behind Zhao Xi.

At this time, Lin Yi in the field picked up the Linmington rifle in his hand and pulled the bolt. Only then did he realize that this rifle did not have a magazine.

In other words, this Lymington is a single-shot rifle.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, lamenting the backwardness of this rifle while pressing a bullet into the magazine.

Then, Lin Yi pushed back the bolt of the gun, and then aimed the gun at the target two hundred meters away.

He held his breath and concentrated, his left eye slightly closed, and his right eye passed through the crosshair of the gun, aiming at the target two hundred meters away.

At this moment, Lin Yi's breathing and heartbeat became very slow.

The gun feel cultivated by tens of thousands of rounds of bullets was reflected at this moment. Lin Yi felt that the Lin Mington in his hand was a part of his body.

"Bang!" A clear gunshot sounded. When Lin Yi adjusted his condition to the optimal level, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

Then, Lin Yi quickly retracted the bullet, and the golden bullet casing was ejected from the barrel of the gun.

Before the bullet casing hit the ground, Lin Yi stuffed another golden bullet into the barrel of the gun, followed by another gunshot.

In just a few seconds, Lin Yi fired five bullets in succession. Then he put the rifle on his shoulder.

"Target report!" Lin Yi shouted, and two soldiers immediately ran two hundred meters away and carried Lin Yi's target back.

"Report to the prince, one is eight rings, one is nine rings, and the remaining three rounds are all ten rings!"

"Hey, the craftsmanship has become popular. Before this, if you couldn't hit more than forty-nine rings, it was just bad!" Lin Yi complained helplessly.

This is not that Lin Yi is there at Versailles, but that he really has such confidence.

A soldier trained by tens of thousands of bullets will be ridiculed if he cannot fight above the forty-ninth ring.

He still remembers that he had a comrade who could hit an embroidery needle with a single shot from fifty meters away with a sniper rifle.

At that time, Lin Yi was shocked when he saw his performance. He was the real sharpshooter.

"Okay, it's your turn." Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng and handed over the Lin Mingtong in his hand.

Mo Shoucheng looked at the rifle handed over by Lin Yi, and then at the target two hundred meters away. He felt suddenly disappointed.

At this time, he knew very well that he could not defeat the prince in front of him.

Not to mention the distance of two hundred meters, the target is about the size of a sesame seed. He couldn't compare to Lin Yi's quick spear.

Lin Yi's gun was not only fast, but also very accurate. It fired five bullets in a few seconds and achieved an impressive record of forty-seven rounds.

With this result, if the soldiers from the Beijing Camp were to stand a hundred meters away and attack slowly, there would be few in the entire army who could be better than Lin Yi, not to mention he was a fast shooter.

Thinking of this, Mo Shoucheng knew that he could not defeat Lin Yi, and he said decisively to Lin Yi: "Your Majesty, today I, Mo Shoucheng, have surrendered."

"If you want to kill or cut into pieces, the prince can do whatever he wants. The young one will never frown."

Hearing Mo Shoucheng say that he was convinced, Lin Yi was also happy. He had done so many things before, not just to conquer the Beijing camp, and then select elite soldiers from the Beijing camp.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi took a step forward and came to Mo Shoucheng.

"I would be reluctant to kill you."

"I can see that you are a talented person. What do you think? Do you want to follow me?" Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng and actively solicited.

Mo Shoucheng was a little surprised when he heard that Lin Yi was not bad at him and even wanted to recruit him. He thought that he had challenged the authority of Prince Rui today.

No matter how pregnant Prince Rui is, he should punish himself for the sake of his majesty. But now, instead of punishing him, the prince wants him to follow him.

Mo Shoucheng didn't know how to answer Lin Yi all this time, so he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Sun Han.

Seeing Mo Shoucheng turning to look at him, Sun Han became anxious instantly.

"Mo Datou, look at what I'm doing! The prince asked you to form a new division because he thinks highly of you! Don't be ungrateful!"

After hearing Sun Han's shouting, Mo Shoucheng reacted and saluted Lin Yi with a military salute.

"Report to Prince Rui! Mo Shoucheng reports to you!"