A group of more than 200 cavalrymen rumbled past the official road, causing dust to fly.
Watching the officers and soldiers go away, Zhou Yang lowered his head and looked at the layer of soil floating in the tea bowl.
It seems that I can't drink anymore.
Seeing the officers and soldiers walking away, a few curses rang out one after another from the surrounding area.
"It seems that these officers and soldiers are going to Siming County to fight against Japanese pirates!"
On the seat next to him, a middle-aged man with a fat belly and a fat belly wearing a round collar uniform said.
"Fighting Japanese pirates? Japanese pirates came ashore again?"
Health heard this and hurriedly came forward.
He is engaged in maritime trade and is particularly sensitive to topics such as Japanese pirates.
This concerns their business.
If the Japanese pirates incident becomes serious, they will have to travel thousands of miles and cross mountains and rivers to come here, and it is uncertain whether the goods they are pulling will be able to go to sea.
"Friends, it seems that you are from out of town, right? The Japanese pirates have landed at Jinshatan Beach two days ago. After landing, they penetrated the Jinsha Qianhu Station guarding Jinshatan Beach, and then attacked Yong'an and Yongming counties along the way.
Go straight to Fucheng and fight all the way there.
We were all from Siming County, and we were on the route of the Japanese pirates. We were afraid that we would be the victims of the Japanese pirates, so we dragged our families and ran out, intending to go to Ning'an Fucheng to join our relatives."
When the fat man saw Wen Wen wearing a long silk gown and looking elegant, he told Wen Wen the whole story of the Japanese pirates coming ashore with a grimace on his face.
After hearing this, Sangyang became worried.
"call out!"
At this time, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded.
The doctor turned around and saw that the old man who was boiling water put his thumb and middle finger, which was stained black from the fire, into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and whistled hard.
In a moment, amid the sound of horses galloping, a tall horse with shiny brown coat and black coat ran out of the woods on the roadside.
The two horses have sleek fur and tall bodies. They are clearly the military horses used to kill on the battlefield on horseback!
for a time,
This sudden change made the tea drinkers at the tea stall stunned.
The woman with the pockmarked face and the old man who was boiling water jumped on the horse, and the one with such vigorous skills did not look like a woman or an old man.
The woman pulled her hands on her face and tore off the thin skin mask on her face, revealing the dark and rough skin underneath.
The dark red complexion shows that he has been exposed to the sun all year round.
"Will these people leak our information?
Do you want it?"
The woman asked the old man while gesturing with her hand on her neck.
As soon as he opens his mouth, he is an old man!
The voice that was just harmonious and soft like the crow of a green bird suddenly became rough and wild. The tone was as rough as the sound of a donkey on the production team croaking at the top of its throat when it was so tired that it foamed at the mouth.
The woman is not a woman, but a dark, thin, short, rough man.
The old man was not an old man either. Sitting on the horse, his rickety back suddenly straightened up. He took off his fake beard and looked down at the more than 200 people at the tea stall. He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold voice.
Said: "Kill it!"
Under this sudden turn of events, Fatty Officer Wai listened to the conversation between the two in a daze. Hearing the Japanese language that he couldn't understand at all, he couldn't help but be shocked and said: "Damn it, you are Japanese pirates!"
The next moment, under this bright sky, under the eyes of the fat man and hundreds of people, the dark, thin, rough man wearing a coarse linen skirt and riding a tall horse disappeared in an instant!
In the eyes of the people who live by the sea, Japanese pirates are ferocious gods of murder!
They would come ashore every year, massacre several villages each time, kill hundreds and thousands of people, and sail away in boats carrying food and treasure.
This year's wave of Japanese pirates has been particularly ferocious. They have already invaded two counties and killed countless people. Wherever they passed, corpses littered the fields and blood flowed everywhere.
For a time, everyone was in danger.
The one carrying the sword drew his sword in fear.
Those with their children and their daughters protected their wives and children behind them. The bloody men grabbed all the weapons they could find around them and were on guard against the Japanese pirates who suddenly disappeared. As well as the man riding on the back of a black horse holding a Japanese sword.
Strong Japanese pirate.
As a warrior, he looked at these Daxia people with a cold face. In his eyes, these people were like two-legged sheep, vulnerable in front of the wolf. Under the raised samurai sword, they were vulnerable to a blow.
There is only a fate to be slaughtered!
Zhou Yang suddenly turned his head and looked at Dai Baojian.
Dai Baojian was holding his three-foot green peak tightly, with a serious face and cold eyes looking around, guarding against possible sudden attacks.
Seeing Zhou Yang looking at him, he quickly smiled at Zhou Yang, but found that the other person was not looking at him, but at his feet.
He looked down in confusion, and was suddenly horrified!
Just in his shadow, a dark and thin man emerged from it!
In the eyes of the thin man, this caravan leader was tall and strong, and had developed internal strength. He was the most threatening among the Xia Dynasty people.
Therefore, he planned to use Dai Baojian as his first kill in this battle: "Qianzuru Style - Shadow Sword!"
All I saw was a dazzling flash of sword light.
There was great fear between life and death. Dai Baojian was powerless to resist. He only felt his eyes stinging and his heart contracting violently, as if he was being held by someone. There was a burst of severe pain.
His temples were beating suddenly, his consciousness seemed to be broken due to excessive tension, and his thinking began to slow down.
Before he had time to react and felt that he was about to be killed by a knife, he heard a vague sound in his ears, and the sound was very familiar.
"Boom!"
During the day, a flash of arc light can be clearly seen under the sun.
The rough man was knocked away and the katana in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Less than three meters away, he was accurately hit in the heart by an arc gun.
However, due to the instant high temperature of energy, the area around his heart was burnt to a crisp, but no blood flowed out.
Through the rough man's heart, you can also see the scenery behind.
He fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then completely lost his life.
"Magical weapon!"
The high-ranking warrior on the horse over there looked at Zhou Yang with a cold look in his eyes.
His eyes were full of anger and fighting spirit, and he held the katana in his hand tightly.
"Crack!"
A crisp slap sounded on the horse's butt.
"hold head high!"
The horse was in pain, its hooves suddenly swung, and it led the warriors away like crazy on the official road.
A samurai who was defeated and became a pirate on the sea cannot be expected to have any Bushido spirit.
"Boom!"
The crisp sound of gunfire.
The warrior was hit in the back by a sharp and slender arc bullet and fell off his horse.
