"Sir, this slave is ignorant. You don't need to be familiar with him. Please go and have some wine and food. []."
Guo Mule was anxious and kept stealing glances at the soldiers holding the white flag. He just hoped that these people would cross the wooden bridge quickly so that he could capture them. However, it was impossible for more than 300 people to come in in a short time.
Seeing that Zhao Qiang and Bai Ang were about to start a fight, I don’t know if this move was a falling out. If so, I don’t know if these Han bandits could control the situation. If a few of them escaped, I would be damned in the future.
But what should I do? Guo Mul'er was so worried when he thought that if a deserter came back to sue him, he could not help but save his life. If he couldn't go back, his wealth would become someone else's.
We have to live in ravines like these Han slaves, being in fear every day, having nothing to eat and drinking from the northwest wind. How can we live such a life!
Bai Ang's fighting spirit has been aroused by Zhao Qiang's provocative gaze. He usually prides himself on being a Manchu warrior. Now someone challenges him, which is exactly what he wants. What's more, this person is his own good warrior. For such warriors, Bai Ang knows very well that Guang
It's not enough to show kindness, you have to make the other party believe in you, so that they can work for you wholeheartedly. Seeing Guo Mule blocking him, he couldn't help but shouted to him dissatisfied: "Master Guo, maybe you think that I am not you
Is this Goshiha’s opponent?”
"Xiaguan didn't mean that...Xiaguan just felt..."
Guo Mul couldn't think of a suitable reason to stop the competition between the two, but he refused to get out of the way. Bai Ang didn't pay attention. Guo Mul didn't speak to himself, but just stared at the Daur man, as if this Ghosh
Haha seems to be more important than his co-leader.
The assistant leader behind Bai Ang and several Gesheha are very familiar with the nature of their assistant leader. Normally, the assistant leader likes to compete with others. Today, it is rare that someone takes the initiative to challenge him. It is too late to be happy, so there is no way to blame him.
Although the other party is not a Daur slave, judging from his appearance and listening to his words, he is indeed a hero. It is expected that he has some physical and foot skills, so let him have a test with the leader. This is a show for a long journey, which is good for everyone.
Qingxian. Several people are a little annoyed with Guo Mul, who is always blocking him. They are annoyed that he is ignorant and ignorant. The leader wants to show kindness to his subordinates. That is his blessing. In the future, this Daur
The slave has a future, don't you, Guo Mul, have a bad face? Besides, the leader is so skilled, how could he lose to such a hunter? If you stop him like this, don't you give people the illusion that you are because of
You stopped me because you were afraid that Master Xie Ling would be embarrassed if he couldn't defeat your Goshiha!
When the Zhengbai flag soldiers who crossed the bridge saw that the leader was about to compete with others, they all came over and soon formed a large circle behind Bai Ang, each one cheering and cheering for their leader. But these people did not
Notice that the garrison soldiers who had been lining up on both sides were all staring at them with a strange look in their eyes.
"Quickly step aside and let me have a good competition with this Daur warrior. It seems that I haven't used my hands and feet in a few days. It's just the right time to use my hands and feet today, otherwise my body will be very uncomfortable."
There was a large group of subordinates behind him, and his heart was very itchy. Bai Ang didn't want everyone to wait. Seeing that Guo Mul was still standing and refused to give in, he pushed him aside, then took off his saber and slowly drew it out.
He glanced at Zhao Qiang and shouted: "Knife!" He made a look like a tiger descending from the mountain, raised the knife with his right hand, and struck out with all his strength.
There was a "bang", and there was a flash of sparks. Bai Ang's long knife collided with Zhao Qiang's knife, and the two of them took a step back under the force at the same time.
Seeing that the other party could withstand his own blow, Bai Ang couldn't help but praise: "What a strength" and then smiled and said to Zhao Qiang: "It's you this time!"
"good!"
Zhao Qiang looked at Bai Ang with an expression on his face. From Bai Ang's blow just now, he already knew the opponent's details. Being brave makes you brave, but he was still far behind him. To be able to become the bodyguard of Wu Sangui General Wang Pingfan, Zhao Qiang's martial arts skills are not low.
, in Jianghu, he is also a first-class expert. It should be noted that most of the so-called martial arts masters are military people, and Jianghu people can have several masters. This is because martial arts can only be used in the military, and it can be used elsewhere.
No, Chinese people have the concept of "goods and empires", so those with great skills either join the army, work as agents in the government or serve as guards for dignitaries, in order to use their skills to become famous.
, find a wife and son, and bring blessings to future generations. The top masters even serve in the palace. For example, the Manchu and Han guards in Bauhinia City are all transferred from various banner armies. Except for those gilded children of Manchu and Mongolian senior officials, all
He is a first-class master, and there is no one from the civilian background. This is not just a matter of loyalty, but is determined by strength. It is definitely not what the martial arts novels say in the past dynasties. The martial arts masters are all heroes in the world, and the government and the
The army is all second- and third-rate characters. It should be noted that the real masters are all serving the officials. How many people are really indifferent to fame and fortune? The government is better. The masters who serve in the army are not killing people like hemp, starting from the sea of blood.
Climbing out of the pile of corpses, in terms of killing skills, how can it be compared to those folk "grandmasters" who "strengthen the body"? Zhao Qiang can be the bodyguard of Wu Sangui general Wang Pingfan, so his skills are naturally not comparable to ordinary people, plus the killings over the past few months
, it is clear at a glance whether the opponent can be defeated or not.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the fleet getting closer and closer, and it would be docked at the dock in a few moments. Zhao Qiang wanted to deal with Bai Ang and his men as soon as possible, and then slowly go to pack up the garrison soldiers and armored men on the ship.
"Sir, be careful, this little one is not easy to deal with." Zhao Qiang reminded Bai Ang, because the next sword he will use is really going to take your life. Looking at Bai Ang, he is quite generous.
, it is a pity that they belong to different camps and different nationalities. The huge blood feud can only be resolved with blood, and there is no possibility of reconciliation, so the sympathy and sympathy are still put aside.
After hearing Zhao Qiang's words, Bai Ang didn't think much about it. He just said that the other party was open-minded, and immediately laughed: "Just come here and use whatever skills you have. I will make you convinced that you lose!"
"Well, sir, be careful!"
Zhao Qiang said no more, suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Bai Ang. When he was less than one meter away, he roared and without any other movement, the long knife slashed straight towards Bai Ang's head.
Bai Ang originally thought that the Daur man would use some moves, but he just cut straight away. He thought to himself, "It's not fancy," and raised the knife to block it. When the two knives met, the tiger's mouth was shocked, and the handle of the knife followed the trend.
As he sank, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the other person's eyes filled with murderous intent. Bai Ang couldn't help but be shocked: "What are you doing?!"
"What to do?" Zhao Qiang said, but his men kept pressing the knife against Bai Ang's neck with all their strength: "Take your life!"
"Well!"
Bai Ang didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to kill him. Before he could react, his neck felt cold. He was instantly frightened to death and opened his mouth to curse: "Are you going to rebel?"
"So what if you rebel!"
As soon as the move was successful, the long knife passed by, and a clear red mark appeared on Bai Ang's neck. The red mark changed from thin to thick. In just the blink of an eye, blood spurted out like a column of blood. It looked like he would not survive. This incident made
Bai Ang's subordinates present were dumbfounded. They all stared at Zhao Qiang and the fallen leader with confused expressions. Zhao Qiang did not give them time to react and shouted: "Do it!"
Zheng Guohui and others who had long wanted to take action heard Zhao Qiang's order and hurriedly shouted and drew their swords. The Russian soldiers hiding in the surrounding stone houses also surrounded them from all sides under the leadership of the officers. In this way, no one who did not understand the situation could
Knowing what had happened, the Zhengbai flag soldiers drew their weapons and tried to resist, but it was already too late. The Russian soldiers had already lit the match ropes of their handguns, and then aimed straight at them.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
After a burst of fire and gunfire, most of the three hundred white flag soldiers were dead. The remaining people were frightened by the scene in front of them. While they were still in a state of sleepwalking, they were killed by Zheng Guohui and his men, leaving no one alive.
Nothing left.
When the team waiting at the pier heard the sound of gunfire, they climbed onto the docked ship. The soldiers and boatmen on the ship didn't know what was going on. Seeing that the ship was only officers and soldiers, they stepped forward to stop it. When they realized something was wrong,
, the fleet has been controlled. There were soldiers and armored men on the ship who dared to fight. After a few rounds of fighting, they were all dead. When the remaining people saw this, no one dared to take action. They all obeyed the order and squatted there.
Dare to move.
"Commander, we caught Ur stunned!"
After finally robbing this batch of grain, Zhao Qiang was overjoyed and headed to the ship to capture the results. However, he heard that the commander in charge of hijacking the ship reported that they had captured an acquaintance of Guan Ning's army, the leader of the Oroqen clan, Ur Leng.