Zhang Wu's gun drained all the energy from his body. No matter how old and strong he was, he still had no energy left after this life-and-death fight. He pulled out the mountain gun, and the middle-aged man's body fell to the ground with a bang. The soldiers swarmed up and saw that it was beyond recognition.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
The leader of the soldiers was very grateful to Zhang Wu. If Zhang Wu had not come to help this time, if the middle-aged man had used blunt knives to cut the flesh of the soldiers in Qishan County, it would not take an hour for the hundreds of soldiers to be spread out.
Covering the entire street, not to mention killing them without hurting anyone now.
Although this fight was thrilling and only lasted for a cup of tea, it was a scene full of dangers. The middle-aged man was the first person under Zhang Wu to understand the Zhang family gun. He bullied him several times and got in front of Zhang Wu. If not
If you only use instinct to control the moves without changing them, you will definitely not have just a few minor injuries.
Zhang Wu, who didn't want to take another look at the middle-aged man's body, turned around and walked towards where Wei Changpan and others were.
"If your arrow had missed five seconds later, the outcome would have been decided."
"Isn't it okay?" Chen Shi touched his head and chuckled, then said with a solemn expression: "Your disciple is fine, just some skin and flesh injuries. He will be fine after meditation and practice, but Qian Cai, this bastard, has several important tendons broken.
, three of the blocked orifice points were opened as a blessing in disguise, and the blood stasis on the body was so deep that it was scary..."
"Bah, bah, bah, Lao Chen, don't come and curse me when you have nothing to do. I, Qian, have never seen any big storms. If I hadn't been a little careless this time, I would have knocked him down without the old man taking action." Qian.
The second master grunted and didn't forget to talk back.
"You still have the energy to talk nonsense, it seems nothing will happen." Chen Shi scolded with a smile.
He was so angry that Qian Erye was in severe pain. The pills he had taken earlier could relieve the injury, but the physical pain could not be relieved by half. Wei Changpan could not describe his admiration for his master at this time. He had suffered so much.
Even though he was injured, he could remain calm even though he was injured. This was the character of a knight in the world in his mind. However, when Wei Changpan occasionally turned his admiring eyes elsewhere, Mr. Qian began to grin and no longer maintained his glorious image.
Seeing Mr. Qian's expression like this, Zhang Wu's feeling of relief caused by his disciple's unrelenting fight disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhang Wu, who was helpless with this treasure, groped for a long time in his arms and took out a small gourd.
He lowered his body and placed it in Master Qian's palm.
Swinging the small gourd, hearing the sound inside, Mr. Qian opened the stopper.
When I smell it, there is a soreness and numbness in my nose.
"If you really can't stand the pain, just take a small sip." Zhang Wu explained that this numbing powder was left to him by an old doctor in the army. Soldiers who were missing arms and legs in the battle were brought down and just dripped it on their lips.
With one drop, the injured who were rolling on the ground and wailing were immediately cleared away. But this deployment is not easy. If there is a war and hundreds of people are waiting for treatment, it does not depend on who has the biggest official hat.
A drop?
Before Zhang Wu left the army, the old healer who had been so kind to him left him three gourds. One of them was already empty. If he made noise to prove its effectiveness, I don’t know how many people in the world would be willing to spend a lot of money to exchange for it. After all, this thing can be
When you encounter something you can't find, it's something that you use less and less. If you just take out a gourd, it's hard to think about it without feeling heartache.
After Wang Wu finished doing this, his wrinkled shoehorn face was expressionless. He wiped off the blood from the mountain gun, wrapped it carefully in a blue coarse cloth, put it on his back, and walked back to the house.
, the sixth floor of Wufu is not yet stable, and coupled with mental exhaustion, there will be endless troubles if we don't stabilize the state properly.
The soldiers looked at Zhang Wu's back as if he were an oiran in a building in Qishan County. Their eyes were like those of a cat at night. Even the old man's slight hunchback seemed to indicate the demeanor of a superior man.
How could he, Mr. Qian, be so worried at this time!
As soon as Mr. Qian's slight movements caused injuries, he immediately lost control.
Chen Shi looked at the few people who were wrapping the miserable body of a middle-aged man in a straw mat and carrying it to the county government office for the magistrate and the magistrate to see.
"Wait a minute." Chen Shi saw that the two five-year-old and three-year-old soldiers were about to lift it with their bare hands, and hurriedly stopped the two men from moving. "Be sure not to get it stained with his blood. If you touch it, it will be easier than arsenic."
When the two soldiers heard this, they didn't dare to take action for a while. They looked around and found a few rags and wrapped them around their hands, and then they rolled the middle-aged man's body in hastily.
The east is now white.
Zhang Wujing was able to reach the sixth level of martial arts in this battle, which Chen Shiqian and the second master had never thought of. He originally planned to surround and kill with the soldiers stationed in Qishan County, but Chen Shi was shooting from a distance, and Zhang Wu resisted the enemy with a gun, like a swarm of ants.
All the plans of slowly accumulating advantages like swallowing a snake and letting Zhang Wu kill the enemy in the end came to naught due to the shrinking soldiers of Qishan County. Although Chen Shi said that he could shoot an eight-stone bow, he was not as good as Mr. Qian when fighting close to him.
Therefore, the key to this battle is still Zhang Wu, and the other people can only do it on their own.
It's just a protection, it definitely won't stop him from escaping, and by then we don't know how many more people will die.
The middle-aged man was regarded by Zhang Wu as his biological son. After giving up his original surname, he took the name Zhang Liu.
Zhang Wu, who had confessed to Chen Shi in private, once said that even if he, Zhang Liu, killed his father and his aunt, not only would he not be punished at all, but he would take him on a wandering journey around the world.
The injustices of Yao's laws were brought to justice by warriors from all walks of life.
But he shouldn't have killed those old peasant girls and scholars, he shouldn't have killed the old escort, and he shouldn't have killed his father's family, young and old!
How can personal grievances be implicated?
Chen Shishen thought so.
Tonight, more than ten soldiers died in Qishan County, including the county magistrate and a policeman who became a liar. The magistrate of Qishan County, who is only a seventh-rank official, still cannot resolve the matter. He will probably have to report the case to the provincial governor step by step.
If you go up there, plus the death of your only son, there is no hope of promotion, then the ambitious magistrate Xiao probably wants to hang himself directly?
The snow gradually became lighter, and when the sky turned completely bright, there were no snowflakes floating in the sky, but the remaining snow on the ground still covered most of the blood stains left by the fighting in Qishan County last night, but the blood, like a big splash of ink, still showed
There was a very brutal fight in Qishan County last night.
The person in charge at the scene was the master of the county government office, and the policeman who died before him was both civil and military. He was the right-hand man of the magistrate of Qishan County. The magistrate, who had lost an arm overnight and had no children, was naturally heartbroken and unable to deal with the matter.
He could only let him, a master who could only make suggestions, look at the corpses with missing arms and legs near the class room, hold on the wall and retching.
Chen Shi took the limping Wei Changpan and Qian Erye, who were carried by two government servants, back to Zhangwu's courtyard.
The three of them looked at Zhang Wu standing with a gun in the courtyard and were speechless.