There was a neighing sound of war horses, and a black cloud-like cavalry rushed in the distance, they were wearing black power suits, with chain mail outside, and their faces were full of hideousness, wearing this kind of red hat, and the cavalry led by them had plasters on their faces, which were ugly and abnormal, very fierce, and they looked at the group of refugees, and raised their hands to be an arrow. Make a whoa-wow-wow sound.

The bright-eyed refugee who touched ———— looked horrified as the cluster of arrows flew towards him.

Touching the ———— Wang Hezi raised his right arm, the arrow cluster was set on his iron arm, a burst of fire splashed, he smiled coldly, and said: "The man opposite, your bow is used by the girl, haha" The cavalry behind him laughed.

The plaster man smiled coldly and said, "Who are you, how can you sabotage Lao Tzu's hunt!" His expression was gloomy, because Wang Haozi did not wear the Ming army robe when he came out, and his sentry team did not wear military clothes in order to facilitate hiding, but only chain mail.

Hunt? Wang Haozi did not answer his words, but thought strangely about the word hunting, and the refugee on the side throbbed: "That great king, you said okay, can the twelve of us who survive in the last hundred people live?" ”

"Haha, Lao Tzu said that he wouldn't kill you, he didn't say that he wouldn't shoot you with a bow and arrow" The plaster man sneered, glanced at the dozen people, shook his head, and said, "It's boring, brothers!" Kill this pack of prey"

"The brother on the other side? You say hunting is killing? Wang Haozi said with a sneer, his eyes were full of coldness, and the other party's hunting activities made him angry. The agitated refugee on the side said, "Don't speak, they are the cavalry of the Eight Great Kings, you can't beat them!" He said worriedly, but the skinny child was kind-hearted.

Wang Haozi pursed his lips and said, "Lao Tzu is now a regular cavalry of the Ming army, how can he not defeat this group of thieves!" He said to the group of refugees: "Go to the back, don't get in the way of my fight."

The plaster face was disdainful for a while, and said: "Damn, I came out to play and met the Ming army, it's really unlucky" He didn't care, and the thieves and cavalry behind him were all disdainful. The group of cavalry behind him were all elites selected from the elite cavalry of the Great Western Army who had been riding horses since childhood, how could they lose to the Ming army in front of them.

He was just interested in Wang Haozi, the other party's straightforward character, as well as the axe behind him, his strength was definitely not weak, and said: "The man opposite, I will give you a way to live, take refuge in me, and save you from death, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!" He said, with disdain in his tone.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is a dignified Ming official, how can he take refuge in you little horse thief" Wang Haozi said, his tone was very heavy, he was now very concerned about the identity of his official army, and he began to hate his horse thief.

The bench on the side pouted the most, and said, "Wasn't you a horse thief yourself in the first place?" ”

"Look for death!" The plaster face looked angry, took out his curved bow, and said, "You are tired of yourself, don't blame me." ”

More than 120 cavalry under his command charged with the sound of rumbling horses' hooves! With a murderous aura scattered everywhere, they waved the steel knives in their hands one by one, and their faces were full of disdain.

The plaster face saw that the Ming cavalry on the opposite side was still using firearms, he almost laughed and said: "Haha, do you see, that group of Ming cavalry still uses firearms, haha, and they are not afraid of blowing up their horses!" All the Great Western Army sentries laughed disdainfully.

"Put!" Wang Haozi said, and after speaking, the firearm in his hand was aimed at the thief opposite, three points and one line, and pulled the trigger.

There was a violent sound ———— the bump, and there was a burst of green smoke in front of the king's cavalry.

More than thirty people fell on the thief's back. The terrifying hollows in their bodies fell on their backs covered in blood.

Another dozen people with rockets, bows and arrows, light crossbows in their hands began to fire.

Chirp———— the rocket cut a straight arc in the air, followed by a white smoke tail, and hit the thief, who looked at the burning rocket in disbelief, and let out a terrible scream and flew backwards.

"Spread out, spread out" The plaster face looked in disbelief, and the thieves immediately dispersed, he looked frightened, looking at the fire gun opposite, how could this Ming army fire gun be so sharp!

Originally, he could have shot another round, but then there was no time to pull out the cold weapon to fight, Wang Haozi immediately put away his tiger wing gun and quietly pinned the handcuff back to his waist. Digging and screaming, he pulled out his plate axe, like a black bear, wielding it.

The sentry on the opposite side saw that Wang Hezi and the others put away their firearms and continued to charge, staggering with the Wang Hemp, Wang Hezi's black bear-like body was as flexible as a monkey to avoid the attack of the thief, and the thief in front of him was slashed in the shoulder blade, and his body was full of blood, and he fell down with a scream, and let out a howl on the ground.

Another thief, wielding a big stick, he is thin, but he has a different body strength, and the big stick is waved by him.

Wang Hezi made an axe, but the man did not retreat, and the big stick hit again, and Wang Hezi was in shape. Quietly pull out the handcuff from behind your back.

There was a burst of gunsmoke ———— the handcuff filled, and the thief looked at the big hole in his chest with an unwilling face. Wang Haozi had a sneer in his eyes and said, "Hmph, a group of barbarians, who still fight with cold weapons, are outdated!" ”

The group of sentinels are all fighting with thieves, and they can't beat the opponent with a handcuff, but this group of sentry agents of the Great Western Army has never seen a handcuff at all, or they have never heard of the cavalry fighting with firearms, and they were all hit by the gun.

The plaster face looked at the big hole in his chest, his face was distorted, with a look of pain, anger, and said: "You bastards, bastards, what kind of heroes and heroes! But he didn't know how he could encounter such a group of cunning Ming cavalry.

"Hmph, what are the rules of the rivers and lakes with you thieves who have lost their conscience" Wang Haozi sneered and made up another shot.

Wang Haozi left a living mouth, and immediately walked over, a thin thief soldier, who had just broken his ribs, but he couldn't move, but his eyes were stunned, and he directly pulled out his short knife, which resulted in his own life.

Looking at the other party's decisive appearance, Wang Haozi said with pity in his eyes: "Alas, this! If you can't catch it alive, it's time for my big brother to beat me again."

"This thief didn't expect to be so fierce" said on the bench next to him: "How to get information now"

"I, do you want to know the information, I know," said the dirty little refugee on the side, and the other refugees all ran away, but he was the only one who didn't run away.

Wang Haozi was overjoyed and said, "Oh, that's great, you can say it."

The little refugee's eyes flashed with a hint of purity, and he said, "However, you have to promise me that you will give me good food and drink in the future!" He saw that this group of Ming army sentries could beat the cavalry of the Eight Kings must be unusual, and he would not be able to survive as a refugee, so he wanted to gamble.

"Okay, you will be my aunt and grandmother in the future" Wang Haozi laughed and said, all the thieves have warm eyes, and the military law is harsh.

The little refugee was about to speak, but he fainted directly.