"Who?"

Seeing a very strange-looking person, suddenly standing tall and striding from a hundred meters away, everyone was trembling, quickly stopped the movement in their hands, and picked up the stick again.

The young lady, who was already desperate, also looked up with hope at this time, and opened her mouth to cry out in confusion:

"The official saves me, the hero saves me......"

However, after she saw the appearance of the knife clearly, the voice suddenly stopped abruptly.

Well, it seems that it is still his own outfit, which is far beyond the cognition of the Ming Dynasty.

It's a pity that the situation is urgent, otherwise on the battlefield that has just passed all over the mountains, it should still be possible to find one or two suitable Ming Dynasty clothes to change into, right?

Wen Dao glanced at the young lady who suddenly fell into a state of trance, and never thought that when he looked at her up close, he found that she was really very bright. However, now is not the time to look at the beauties of ancient times.

At a distance of about thirty or forty meters, the knife stopped.

This should be a safe distance between him and the group of people in the era of cold weapons, relatively safe and able to advance and retreat freely. He didn't want to be caught off guard by the yellow-faced man with a homemade bow and arrow, and he didn't know where to shoot an arrow.

Besides, although he had already turned on the bolt and clenched the pistol. But without figuring out whether the base still exists, every bullet is too expensive.

So, let's salute first and then soldier.

"All the heroes, I just returned from overseas, and I accidentally bumped into here, and of course, I didn't see everything. As the saying goes, this is also a kind of fate, and so many people have died here, can you give the next face and let these two eldest sisters go? ”

"Overseas visitors?"

The scholar, who was originally distracted and even a little frightened, finally eased up at this time, stared at the literary knife for a long time, and shook his head with a grin:

"No, you're not an overseas visitor, and you're not one of those Jiannu wild boar skins who are making trouble outside the gates. Thinking of me Liu Qiu, although I have failed many times and have not even been able to lift anyone, I have been to the beach, to the customs outside, and have seen what overseas visitors and Jiannu look like. If you really want to be sincere, it's best to tell us, who are you? ”

It's miserable, I met a Ming Dynasty literati who thought he was smart.

Wendao also shook his head secretly, searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and was about to continue to flicker a few words, but found that the yellow-faced man suddenly jumped on the ridge on one side, like a dexterous ape, and went up to a tree in three or two clicks, hiding his figure in the dense shadows of the trees.

Damn, this is starting to deal with yourself?

Wen Dao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly retreated ten meters, and at the same time raised his mouth to warn:

"Liu Qiu, yes, you must also be their leader. Believe it or not, I have no ill will towards you. So you'd better tell your brothers not to act rashly, lest everyone look bad when they see blood. ”

"Then we'll see the blood before we speak—"

As he spoke, a bowstring sounded, and an arrow swooped into the dirt between the legs of the knife, still buzzing for a long time.

Whether Wen Dao believes it or not, a rush of urine rushed up from the door of his head with a whoosh.

Immediately after, before he could react, several big men waved big sticks and screamed straight at him. In the blink of an eye, the distance of dozens of meters disappeared.

"It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, you can lie down for Lao Tzu!"

Soon, three or four big men surrounded the Wen knife in the narrow mountain road, and a scarred face with an arm as thick as a small tree raised the big stick in his hand high, and smashed his head down with a fierce wind sound.

If there is an eighty-one bar in hand, and the literary knife selected to enter the first division of the guards will be able to deal with four or five people with cold weapons in their hands. After all, the soldiers guarding the last strategic defense line and important land of the Hua Dynasty, every officer and soldier was washed out of the sand, and close combat was the most basic subject.

But now is not the time to be heroic.

In this situation, the only obstacle is to see if you dare to face a living person and pull the trigger that really kills people.

Anyway, the trigger that has been pulled countless times in acting, after all, is all fake.

With the whining sound of the club swinging, after a few dodges, although the knife was successfully moved, he found that he was unconsciously driven into a corner. If you don't make a move, as long as a big stick hits you, the outcome will be unpredictable.

Alas, Wen Dao sighed, raised his gun and shot a few shots at the few people in front of him, and the originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

But in the next second, the screams rang out one after another.

It turned out that Wen Dao still didn't bear to be a killer in the end. His marksmanship itself is very good, and he is so close, why take people's lives.

Therefore, his shots were all fired at the opponent's legs and feet.

The muzzle of the gun rattles from precision machinery, especially in the silent valley, is even more amazing.

Everybody was still for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Qiu and the others finally reacted completely, staring at the muzzle of the black hole in Wen Dao's hand one by one in horror, and threw away their sticks.

Seven or eight men, and they have surrounded them without any suspense, and they can catch turtles in the urn to catch them, but they didn't blink their eyes, and they pointed at everyone so lightly, and they all fell down immediately.

Is there still such a fire gun in the world, even if it is, isn't it a legend that it can only be fought once?

But if you look at the light wind and clouds in people's hands, there are seven or eight soft sounds, and people will fall!

What should I do, this is an unthinkable firecracker, I'm afraid it can't even compare to the Dog Emperor's firearms battalion, right? Now, do you turn around and run away like before, or do you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?

If they wanted to escape, the seven or eight brothers who were rolling on the ground in pain would definitely be completely dead.

The remaining few people looked at each other, and finally focused their eyes on Liu Qiu.

Liu Qiu's heart was furious for a while, and his heart was entangled for a long time, in the end, he couldn't resist the huge fear in his heart, and unconsciously his knees weakened, and he bowed his head and said:

"The little grandfather spares his life, it is I who have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I also ask the little grandfather who is passing by to raise his noble hand, I wait, I will let her and them go."

Little grandpa, how did I become a little grandpa again, am I very young?

It's a pity that there is no portable mirror to look at.

Wendao touched his face inexplicably, and suddenly found that two guys who had fallen to the ground were probably faint in pain, and they rolled over all of a sudden, stretched out their hands to hug their calves, and hurriedly bounced away:

"Liu Qiu, right, you come alone, no one else is allowed to move, stay where you are. Then hurry up and help them bandage it, otherwise I didn't kill them, and in the end I bled out and died. ”

"Uh-ahh

Liu Qiu was stunned for a moment, and only woke up after a while, got up and was about to come over, but was stopped by Wendao again:

"Wait a minute, get your guys to untie their trouser belts. Yes, it's the belt, you have a good understanding and have a lot of potential. Now you have them tie one by one with their belts, then they sit down in a line on the slope, and finally you come by yourself. ”