By the time the bandits' wooden door opened, the Volunteers had already completed their formation.

The Mo knife was pulled out, and Zi Jian held this 50-kilogram Mo knife, which belonged to the level of a fierce general.

He stood in the middle of the line, surrounded by volunteers with Mitsubishi spears, as the backbone, as long as Zijian did not fall, the volunteers next to him could maintain their courage.

The bandits, who were running fast, immediately quickened their pace and rushed up.

"Ready!"

Zijian issued the order in a low voice.

The Volunteers immediately took a diagonal step back, their spears shrinking back.

The purpose of the contraction is to better thrust out, just like a retracted fist to hit someone.

Soon, twenty bandits armed with various weapons came to the front of the volunteers and others. Their formation was quite scattered, like a straggler line in later generations, so they raised their weapons and rushed straight up without forming a strict step-by-step procession.

The distance between the two sides quickly closed.

The sound of a heartbeat is faintly audible.

Wuzhang ......

Sanzhang ......

One Zhang......

"Thrust!"

At this moment, Zijian broke off his drink,

"Snort!"

In an instant, the 50 volunteers in the front row immediately stepped forward, and at the same time the spears stabbed forward fiercely, this is not the first time, all the volunteers did not panic, the front against Liu Huashan's family, although the other party is also very vegetable, but the volunteers have experienced the baptism of war, and once again against these bandits, plus the chief is in charge, and the heart is more calm.

The sound of the spear breaking through the sky was unusually sharp, tearing the sky in an instant.

These days of training spurs, for this trick!

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, the sound of the Mitsubishi spear head piercing into the human body continued.

Blood splattered, screams erupted, tearing through the sky, endlessly.

The twenty bandits in front were all stabbed with spears, and none of them were spared, and they were all killed in an instant.

The hard training of the stab every day, the repeated hard practice of a move, this stab should be so powerful, much stronger than the bandits who never knew the training, the bandits pay attention to individual combat, and the three-person battle of the volunteers is in strong contrast.

Zijian was on guard with a Mo knife, but he didn't take out the knife, and the volunteers next to him had already killed the thief.

More than 20 companions were easily killed, the bandits who charged behind slowed down, most of the companions who ran fast just now were lying still, and a few who were not dead, spitting blood from their mouths were hoarse, and they were almost close to death.

Although his steps were a little slower, after a few seconds, he was also almost in contact with the battle, and his mind was blank, and then he raised the big knife he was holding and slashed forward.

The volunteers already had their own judgment, Zijian did not give the order to attack, the volunteers began to stab three people at a bandit who came to rush to kill, the test proved that this method of stabbing at an enemy at the same time in a group of three was simple and effective, and soon more than ten enemies fell again.

On the side of the convoy, there were no casualties. They stood there with their spears clenched, their eyes cold and fierce. Each spear was dripping blood, drop by drop, string by string. The sound of blood droplets falling to the ground is clearly audible. The blood of some spears flowed down the spears to the hands of the volunteers, and the volunteers, who were covered with blood, clenched the spears as if they were an endless force.

Zhang Lin's little pair is next to the chief, just now he stabbed two enemies, he has seen the chief's might, there is a chief by his side to feel particularly safe, while the enemy does not dare to come up, Zhang Lin shook the blood flowing down the barrel of the gun.

After the spear piercing, the volunteers will raise the spear at a 45-degree angle to warn the enemy before the blood flows.

Zhao Tianhu, who was originally stunned by anger, rushed to the back of the team, and saw that dozens of brothers were reimbursed in front of him, as if he had been splashed with a plate of cold water, his anger was instantly extinguished, and then he became afraid.

He knew that Zhao Tianhu's fighting ability was a little stronger than that of ordinary bandits, otherwise he would not have fled from the northeast to the south, and then used vicious murder methods to increase his prestige, which was completely because he didn't have much ability, and he disguised himself with superficial ferocity.

really has the ability, there is still a need to escape, even in the original army can also do something, although the army of the Ming Dynasty is very bad, but the army also speaks with fists, who dares to look down on the ability.

Zhang Tianhu's footsteps stopped, there was a tendency to retreat, as the leader was so cowardly, the bandits who were originally charging stopped and confronted the volunteers.

The dozens of corpses lying in front of the volunteers gave the bandits the idea of escaping, as I said earlier, don't expect these bandits, how firm the bandits are, their front is hit hard, after heavy casualties, the whole team will collapse, and now there is still the courage to confront the volunteers, because there is still a Zhao Tianhu behind him, Zhao Tianhu's previous murderous killing methods made the bandits dare not escape easily.

The atmosphere of the scene is getting heavier and heavier, there are fierce people like Zijian on the side of the volunteers, of course they can bear it, but the bandits are a little overwhelmed by the heavy atmosphere, and the scene is solemn, weird, and quiet, which makes all the bandits' breathing heavier.

Zijian roared "kill", a thunder on the ground, Zijian contained killing, the voice of justice, the volunteers roared together, "Kill!" ”

There was a bandit in front who couldn't stand the solemn atmosphere of the scene, and was so frightened that the courage to confront the volunteers was dispersed, and he couldn't help but shake it, and the weapon fell to the ground, and then the chain reaction was that the bandits collectively retreated, and some people's weapons couldn't be held and were thrown on the ground.

Zijian: "Volunteers, attack!" ”

The courage of the bandits has been lost, and now they are a group of "sheep" walking around with their heads in their hands, such an enemy does not need Zijian to make a move, and the volunteers can easily defeat it, but it is easy to defeat, and it is a little difficult to exterminate them all, after all, there are still more than 300 people on the opposite side.

It was a little difficult for the Volunteers to catch all the bandits.

Zhao Tianhu didn't run, and there were a few cronies around him.

Like a fierce wolf who has been driven into a desperate situation.

Zhao Tianhu rushed up with a few people, and swept the iron rod in his hand, his iron rod was specially made, weighing thirty or forty catties, and it was seven feet long. can be arrogant for so many years, Zhao Tianhu still has a bit of capital, and basically no one is his opponent when he fights alone.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Zijian's mouth, making the volunteers stop, he liked to abuse vegetables the most.

"Come on! Let's see who's better than whoever! ”

In Zijian's hand, there is still a strange knife.

"Whew!"

Zhang Tianhu rushed to Zijian's face, and he was a stick in front of him, fast and ruthless.

Zijian dodged sideways.

"Smack!"

The iron rod smashed into the mud floor, creating a huge mud puddle.

Zhao Tianhu followed and lifted the iron rod, and then swept it.

The iron rod is too long, and the control range is very large, and this sweep directly envelops all the sides within two feet.

Zijian stood still, slashing Mo knife and colliding with the iron rod.

A shrill sound of metal rubbing made the surrounding volunteers feel sore.

The iron rod collided with the Mo knife, and the iron rod was cut in two, after all, it was made of wrought iron, and Zijian's Mo knife also collapsed a small gap.

Zhao Tianhu has rich combat experience, and after seeing that the iron rod was cut off, the opponent's big knife slashed towards him, threw the remaining iron rod, shrank his head quickly, and then rolled on the spot, his life was about to be gone, and he didn't care if he was dignified or undignified.

Zijian laughed and stepped forward to chase and kill, Zhang Tianhu's cronies attacked with weapons, Zijian Mo slashed out, the two bandits were cut in two, and wails came out of their mouths.

With such kung fu, Zhao Tianhu had already gotten up, didn't say anything, and immediately turned around and ran.

Zijian saw Zhao Tianhu running away, and was disgusted with the bandit who was howling next to him, can he not scream, his body was cut in two, and his consciousness was still there, seeing that the other half of himself had left his body, this way of killing has a name, cut in half.

"Cut! Where to run. ”

After Zijian finished speaking, he kicked the head of the howling bandit, and then the head was kicked away like a ball, the head was broken from the bandit's neck, blood spilled, and some of it splashed on Zijian's sackcloth, and the sound that was screaming just now disappeared immediately.

Then the head hit Zhao Tianhu directly in front, and the back was suddenly hit by a heavy blow to the head, Zhang Tianhu's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell forward with blood spurting blood, and saw that it was a head that hit him and fell, his heart was broken, his hands and feet were cold, and he forgot the idea of getting up and running away.

Belch! Zi Jian regretted mentioning such a kick, was it too ferocious, and blood was flying wildly, and the volunteers not far away were all hit, and they looked at Zi Jian's eyes with some horror, the kick just now was too terrifying.

The bandit was actually quite wronged, he was tortured twice before he died, first he was cut by Zijian, and the pain of the waist was not over, and then he was kicked by Zijian and flew his head, and his head was broken from his neck, and what it was like to ask the dead bandit to understand. Give him a chance, he will definitely not be a bandit, or be a great good citizen, if he becomes a ghost and sees his miserable appearance, will he turn into a demon and find trouble with Zijian!

Zijian was helpless and didn't bother to explain anything. "Tie him up for me!"

Zhao Tianhu killed Lao Tzu's father-in-law, how can he avenge his old man, as for ordering the sky lantern, a thousand cuts, or the five horses split, this is slowly planned after the end.

Several volunteers found ropes, kicked Zhao Tianhu down, and then tied him to death, and then Zhao Tianhu could not fly.