Rao is Qin Li's hands are quick and his actions are fast, but in the end, he was still half a beat slower, Zhang Shan's will to die was decided, the short knife cut his throat, and the blood gushed out, and he died in front of Qin Li.

Yes, more than 1,000 people in Haining Town died, and his 600 brothers were also killed by the Japanese Invaders, how could he still live alone, maybe only he died, and it was the best choice to accompany them.

Qin Li stood up, his eyes erupted with fire, glanced behind him and said in a deep voice, "The brothers all saw it just now, Haining Town is gone, and the people of Haining Town and my six hundred soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are also gone.

All this is caused by the thieves of the Wa Kingdom, and the little people of the Wa Kingdom came to me to burn and loot in the Ming Dynasty, and did all kinds of evil. I am a fertile country for thousands of miles, and not an inch of land will fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders. Brothers, we are all hot-blooded men of the Ming Dynasty, and it is our bounden duty to expel and kill all the Japanese.

Brethren, do you say? ”

Qin Li's voice was low, it had a deterrent effect in the dark night, listening to everyone's ears, everyone felt a heavy mood, and then the crowd was excited, everyone shouted, "Lord Qin, don't worry, we will definitely kill all the widows, right!" Kill them all and return to their island, the land of the Ming Dynasty will never be invaded by the Japanese invaders.

Avenge the dead people and soldiers in Haining Town, avenge them.

Lord Qin, you can lead us to do it, and we will all obey the order. ”

At first, the sound was not very loud, but in the end, it turned out to be like a raging tide, the sound shook the sky and the waves were turbulent.

The corners of Qin Li's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of coldness. That's what he wants, a thousand stick monks, and seven hundred private soldiers, and that's all he has. Although there are obviously fewer people, all of them are people with a top hundred, and all of them are hot-blooded men. Although there are a large number of Japanese robbers, and they are very scattered, they look elusive, but they have to rely on this team of 1,700 people to fight, and I believe that one day they will make the Japanese frightened and no longer covet the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

When the crowd was excited, shouting, and shouting to kill, the sound of earth-shattering cannons suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Boom! Where did this sound come from? Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, including Qin Li.

The hustle and bustle suddenly fell silent, and everyone was waiting for Qin Li's next order.

Qin Li quickly calmed down, and his first judgment was that the would-be robbers were coming. Before the order could be given, the sound of the cannon was followed by the chirping of birds, which was obviously a wolf. Among the widows, Qin Li clearly heard the voice of the Great Ming Kingdom, "Kill, kill Qin Li's people, kill all these people." ”

These voices came from all directions, and the sound shook the sky, and I really don't know how many people there were. Obviously, Qin Li's team was surrounded by pirates.

Awesome, so fucking awesome, where did the Wokou come from? Obviously, as Zhang said, they didn't go far.

It's not just that he didn't go far, it's just near Qin Li's team.

When I looked up, I saw that there was a lot of darkness all around, and there were people everywhere, and the bright and dazzling knives were extremely dazzling.

Oh my God, I have 1,700 men, and it's clear that there are more than 1,700 people surrounding my ranks. At least three thousand people.

The three thousand pirates came as soon as they were spoken, and like a whirlwind, they moved very quickly. Obviously, this group of pirates has undergone formal training, and their actions have been carefully planned and arranged.

"Hehe, okay, just in time, brothers, today is the time for us to fight with the Japanese Kou, to make contributions to the country, and to avenge the people of my Ming Dynasty, brothers, kill! Kill these wreaks! Qin Li shouted loudly.

He undoubtedly gave the order.

In fact, at this time, Qin Li's team had no other choice. Yes, I was surrounded by people, and if I didn't kill it, I had to kill it.

The seven hundred private soldiers were all on horses, each of them was equipped with submachine guns and machetes, after such a long time of training, Qin Li's private soldiers and special forces were almost the same treatment. Of course, although they are well-equipped and advanced, if compared with Qin Li's twenty special forces brothers, there is obviously a big difference in combat power and experience in facing the enemy. But even so, their combat power is extraordinary.

Seven hundred private soldiers charged forward, already with the machete behind their backs, and the submachine gun was out of breath, where was Qin Li's order, it had already been launched suddenly.

Although the 1,000 stick monks of Shaolin Temple are all stepping down, their speed is really not slow. They followed closely behind the privates, each with an ash pole in his hand. Don't look at the ash pole is wooden, but in the hands of these Shaolin Temple stick monks, it is tantamount to a sword, a spear.

All of them charged forward like tigers descending from the mountain.

Qin Li was holding the Wind and Fire Dragon Stick in his hand, and he had already flown on his horse. Like an arrow off the string, the horse quickly ran at the front of the line.

Leading by example, this is a must. As a general, if you can't charge forward, where will there be so many brothers who are desperate to serve their lives?

The firepower of the submachine gun is very large, although it is surrounded by Japanese robbers, but in Qin Li's opinion, with the bursts of fire from this submachine gun, half of the Japanese should have been killed or wounded.

After the power of the submachine gun goes down, the stick monks behind rush up to kill, and the remaining widows will be quickly killed. There are 3,000 people on the other side, but the 1,700 people of his own are definitely able to win.

At least you can break through, right?

Besides, what Qin Li thought was that he had finally encountered the Japanese Kou, that is, he wanted to kill them happily. Breaking through is never the goal.

Qin Li's idea is beautiful and very simple.

However, many things in this world are not satisfactory. The ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.

What puzzled Qin Li was that the submachine gun didn't seem to have any effect on the Japanese robbers. The bullets hit the pirates, and the pirates were incessant, and no one fell, let alone was injured or killed.

Fuck it! What's going on? Could it be that the Wako is the incorruptible body of Vajra? Why aren't they afraid of submachine guns, their bodies are fucking iron?

The 700 private soldiers also quickly realized that the situation was not right, and the encirclement of the Japanese invaders quickly shrank, and the private soldiers and the Japanese invaders quickly engaged in short combat.

In the dark night, Qin Li could see clearly that every widow was dressed very heavily. Apparently they had already taken precautions against submachine guns.

The submachine gun made by Matteo Ricci according to Qin Li's graphics was obviously much more than the muskets and muskets of the Ming Dynasty at that time, and its lethality was much greater, but in the end, it still had to be incomparable with the power of modern submachine guns. Ammunition is impenetrable when fired on heavy cotton clothing. Especially when wet, cotton clothes cannot be penetrated.

Of course, Matteo Ricci had also experimented, and the submachine gun was not completely impenetrable, but the power was obviously much reduced, and the damage to the flesh and skin was already very small.

What Qin Li didn't know at this time was that in addition to wearing heavy wet cotton clothes, he also wore a special layer of silk armor inside. Of course, this silk armor was developed by the Wako on Pisces Island. The impediment to ammunition is even greater.

Even ordinary blades can't penetrate it.

From this point of view, this group of pirates is obviously the incorruptible body of King Kong.

The fierce Japanese were extremely powerful, and they quickly gained the upper hand when they were in close contact with private soldiers.

Qin Li's Wind and Fire Dragon Stick was very good, and he overturned more than a dozen widows with one face, and some of his heads were smashed by the Wind and Fire Dragon Stick. But Qin Li's strength alone is very limited after all. The Japanese invaders rushed over overwhelmingly, and Qin Li found that the private soldiers were slowly retreating, and the encirclement was slowly shrinking.

Qin Li's eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said secretly, could it be that my private soldiers were trained in vain? Look at each of them is very brave, but they can't deal with this group of robbers.

It's not that I'm too bad, it's that the other party is too strong.

These would-be robbers were obviously not of the same grade as the group of would-be robbers who had invaded Jiangning Town, and they were much more powerful than the one hundred and ten would-be robbers at that time.

What to do? Are we still going to be scared by the pirates? Are we going to be wiped out today by the Japanese army? I led everyone to pacify and expel the Japanese invaders, so is such a small battle going to fail?

If that's the case, which one of the would-be robbers will I, Qin Li, pacify? Isn't it in vain to come to the southeast coast, even to death?

I have to say that Qin Li is in a very depressed mood now.

The stick monks were behind the private soldiers, and at this time they and the private soldiers were almost staggered with each other, and they were also facing the enemy. A thousand stick monks are very disciplined under the leadership of Monk Zhijie, and they are very characteristic of killing with the Japanese Kou.

Although the Japanese were heavily dressed, they could not withstand the attack of the sticks' ash poles. A large number of pirates fell.

Hehe! Alas! Speaking of which, my personal soldiers are not as good as these stick monks.

Qin Li couldn't cry or laugh.

The stick monk is also his own person, okay! Since there is a stick monk in front, let's fight to the death with the Japanese Kou, right?

Oh, no, it seems that the stick monk can't deal with this group of fierce robbers!

Yes, the stick monks are rushing forward and backward for a short time, but they are also slowly retreating. The number of pirates fighting against the stick monks is increasing dramatically. Originally, the Japanese surrounded their team from all sides. However, a thousand monks rushed out in one direction, and the Japanese also concentrated in this direction, and the two sides soon fell into a confrontation situation.

The Japanese are so fierce, and the stick monks are not opponents.

Boom! Is it over, will they be killed like this today? Private soldiers, stick monks, those are their own brothers.

No, we must not fail today, we must not retreat, we must rush to the past, and we must fight against the arrogance of the Japanese bandits. Thinking of this, Qin Li raised the Wind and Fire Dragon Stick high and shouted, "Brothers, rush to kill, today is today, we must kill all of them, don't forget that we are the hot-blooded men of the Ming Dynasty." ”

I have to say that the strength of the pioneers is very great, and Qin Li's roar like this boosted morale, and everyone hugged closely behind Qin Li, and launched a new round of fierce impact towards the Japanese Kou.