Chapter 3: The Storm (5 I)
|.| Chapter 3 (5 I)
It's only half a minute. Three of the four bandits were killed and one was wounded. All of them fell in a pool of blood. Zhao Tianlong instigated his mount to pass by the corpse. Straight to the back of the other three bandits. The three bandits who were chasing the woman heard something strange behind them. Can't help but look back. I found out that my brother had already counted all the accounts. The ferocity peculiar to the blood of the Russians was immediately aroused. Howl. Abandon the three women in front. turned around and rushed towards Zhao Tianlong.
Zhang Songling would not let the three of them be outnumbered. Turn the muzzle. Aim at the fastest person and pull the trigger." Ping-pong." Thirty-eight bullets flew over a distance of nearly two hundred meters. Sweep a deep trench in the grass.
"Damn." Undeterred, he pulled the bolt. Raise your gun and aim again. The goal in a high-speed Mercedes-Benz gradually becomes smoother. Gradually, it was put into the crosshairs." Ping-pong." Another bounce is flying. Right in the middle of the horse's brain.
"Boom." Rushing forward at high speed, the Yanma flew up like a cannonball. Throw the saddle on your back along with the rider.
"Ping Pong ....." Ping Pong ....." The box cannon in Zhao Tianlong's hand also opened the bow left and right. Two strings of dot shots. Beat the chests of the remaining two bandits into a hornet's nest.
"I'm going to catch the horses. All the people of the earth are handed over to you. Don't give them a chance to pull out their guns." Turned his head and yelled at Zhang Songling. Zhao Tianlong went straight to the ownerless war horse. The frightened cattle were all after the famous horses that the White Russians had brought from their homeland. After a cross with a Mongolian horse. Inherited the dual advantages of the paternal and maternal lines. It's not just a size. The appearance and sprint speed are all first-class. Endurance and disease resistance. It is also far away from other Western horse breeds by several streets (Note 1)
Zhang Songling doesn't understand horses. But he unreservedly believes in his companions. I said yes with a loud voice. Immediately picked up his rifle and went to examine the corpse of the bandit on the ground. Among the first four bandits. Three people were beaten by Zhao Tianlong with a box cannon and smashed their internal organs. It's long dead and can't die anymore. The bandit leader who fell off his horse also had the misfortune of breaking his neck. There is no longer the possibility of "deceiving corpses". When Zhang Songling walked towards the vicinity of where the other three bandits had fallen off their horses. But one of the "corpses" moved slightly. Then lift up a face that has been broken. He shouted in a very low voice, "Rao. Spare your life. I. I'm not. It's not the old hair. I. I was forced into the gang by them. I have a wife and children at home. Need. Need ......"
"What did you say.." I heard the other person speak Chinese. Zhang Songling hesitated. The finger on the trigger is slightly loose." Are you badly hurt? Can you get up on your own?"
"No. Not heavy. Other. Don't kill me. Don't ......" the surviving bandit groaned. Wheezing. A little bit to support the upper body. Bloody face. Sweat of pain and tears of remorse.
After all, the other party is also Chinese. Zhang Songling couldn't bear to see his compatriots struggling in a pool of blood. Hand the rifle to the left hand. Another arm was stretched out to try to pull him up. Before he could reach the man's armpit, his palm was reached. The other man suddenly staggered forward. The whole person crashed into his arms. The short dagger in his hand shone coldly.
"Damn." Zhang Songling secretly scolded himself for being confused. Drop the rifle. Reach out and grab each other's wrists. The cunning and insidious bandits would not have lost their only chance to escape by capturing the hostages. The right wrist flips. The short dagger bypassed Zhang Songling's block. Pierced the artery in his neck again. Zhang Songling took half a step back. Raise your leg and kick the man's crotch. The other person sideways out of the way. The short dagger stabbed Zhang Songling in front of the throat for the third time. A stone's throw away.
"Damn." Zhang Songling had to retreat quickly. Dodge the dagger's attack radius. Fierce bandits are in hot pursuit. The knife pierces the young man to the point. Zhang Songling relied on his legs and feet to jump back a few steps. Pull away half a meter away. The right hand reaches out to the waist. Pulled out the box cannon that was crushed with bullets.
"Spare your life." The bandits froze in front of the road. The dagger in his hand fell weakly." A good man spares his life. ...... at home."
"Ping-pong." A crisp sound interrupted the begging of the shameless. But it wasn't Zhang Songling who shot. He looked up in astonishment. I saw three colorful figures galloping towards me. Skirt hair fluttering. Blown by the wind, several streamers.
It's the three women who were chased and killed by the bandits just now. The one in the middle is obviously a little higher. She was the one who shot and killed. The other two are twin sisters. Riding the same maroon horse. Wearing the same pale pink Mongolian robe. Even the hairstyles and accessories come in pairs. It's hard to tell who's who is in the reflection.
"Look at what to see. Look at it and gouge out your eyes." was stared at by Zhang Songling and felt uncomfortable. One of the twin sisters on the right side has her eyes pricked up. Scolded.
"Lotus leaves. Don't be petty." didn't wait for Zhang Songling to be embarrassed. The woman in the middle took the initiative to argue for him." Look at your eyes and there will be no shortage of meat.! Today, if it weren't for the two strong men who took action. The three of us. I'm afraid I'll have to wipe my neck myself."
She doesn't speak loudly. But there is a majesty that cannot be refuted. The twin sisters immediately put away their anger. Pathetically followed her. In a very small voice, he muttered, "People just aren't used to being stared at like this. and did not say that he would not receive his affection. Besides, the main credit just now should not go to him. That tall big brother is ......"
"Alright. Don't speak. No one treats you two for dumb people." The woman walking in the middle puts away her small short gun. Turn over and dismount." Wuqi Yete Department Right Banner Siqin. I've seen strong men. Thank you for saving your life."
Not visible on horseback. When she approached. Zhang Songling realized that this girl was almost as tall as herself. I was slightly stunned in my heart. Sideways open body. Raised his hand and returned the salute." Ms. Siqin was polite. It was just a gesture. It doesn't deserve a 'thank you'."
The woman named Siqin smiled. Shake your head. Very seriously adding." For you two, it's a gesture. For the trio of our sisters. But it is the difference between life and death. Saving. Anything is superfluous. Please come with me to sit in my felt bag. I have good wine and good meat. Guests are invited to taste it."
"Nope. Nope." I didn't intend to ask Zhao Tianlong what he meant. Zhang Songling waved his hand again and again." Brother Zhao and I still have important matters. Another day. Available another day. Be sure to go to your felt bag for a drink. The right flag of the black flag is right. Your name is Siqin. I remembered ......"
Suddenly. He felt the name Siqin familiar. It's like I've heard of it somewhere. Instinctively stopped the words of prevarication that were on his lips.' Former shellfish. Hou Guogong. Don't let the bearded eyebrows male in the male.' Harp. Could it be that this is the famous female county lord in front of her. The sole heir of the right banner of the black flag Yete: was stunned. But I heard the voice on the other side turn from gentle to eager." It's you. Zhao. Brother Zhao. Why are you here?"
Note 1: A cross between a Don hippopotamus and a Mongolian horse. Tall. Fit and fit. Strong stamina. Suitable for long marches. In a short sprint. The running speed is also higher than that of Mongolian horses.
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