At this moment, the nine bandit leaders all stood up, just pulled out the steel knife in their hands, and before they could take a step, they were put into a series of bullets, grabbed the gun in the middle of the forehead, and killed them with one shot, all of them maintained surprised expressions, they didn't expect that someone would dare to break into their Kongtong Mountain, invade their cottage, and attack themselves and others in the Juyi Hall.

Subsequently, gunshots rang out outside the Juyi Hall, all over the cottage, blood was spilled, one by one fresh lives were deprived and harvested, and the war burned instantly, entering a white-hot stage, developing in a one-sided direction, purely the slaughter of one side to the other, ruthlessly crushing!

On this day, the dense gunfire means the arrival of death, the blood infects this cottage, and it also means the change of power in this cottage, a new beginning, completely different.

One day in the future, Kongtong Mountain will be famous all over the world because of this battle, and this battle will also go down in history and be passed down through the ages. Despite his small size, he barely managed to stand up for a fight.

Every scene was bloody and chaotic, with smoke and shouting everywhere.

"Listen, listen, lay down your weapons and don't kill!"

"Stop resisting, don't kill!"

"Lying on the ground, it is regarded as surrender, otherwise, you will be killed!"

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Such words are shouted over and over again, happening everywhere, echoing in the air, in the smoke of gunpowder.

One by one, people fell, turning into corpses, cold and hideous, their brains were wide open, their chests were pierced, and their eyes still remained unwilling.

At this moment, the blood is flowing, infecting every inch of land, dyeing the corners and corners of the red cottage, and the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, filling the entire space, permeating the air, mixed with the smell of the soil. At this moment, Kongtong Mountain turned into a purgatory on earth, and one by one fresh lives disappeared.

Starting from the back hill of the cottage, a large group of soldiers in military uniforms emerged, completely different from the attire of Qing Dynasty soldiers, quickly rushing to the center of the cottage, and then advancing towards the front of the cottage. Yes, these are the soldiers within Yang Lin's followers.

Although these soldiers of Yang Lin have never killed anyone, they have never experienced the baptism of the battlefield. However, at this moment, they did not have any timidity, resolutely raised the bird gun in their hands, constantly pulled the trigger, poured bullets to their heart's content, and ruthlessly harvested human lives.

These people are not gods, they are not born to be suitable for the battlefield, and they don't really care about the lives of others. Rather, there is a belief that sustains them and urges them to act.

Yang Lin's words were echoing, resounding in their hearts, tossing and turning in their minds, urging them and supporting them. Beliefs become strength that sustains their spirit and behavior.

"Listen, as my soldiers, as my soldiers, you must fight for me, you must listen to my orders, you must not be afraid of life and death, and you are not afraid of any scene!"

The soldiers were moving, and every gesture was fast and precise, perfectly in line with the standards of a soldier. They are not fighting with the mountain bandits, it is simply a massacre of one side against the other, because the other party's weapons are very rudimentary, only big knives and long hair, they have an absolute advantage!

What's more, mountain bandits are mountain bandits after all, although they have a little discipline and some resistance, but in the face of the strangulation of the regular army, how can they match them? How can the steel knife in his hand compete with the bird's gun? Sentence by sentence, as if coming to the call of the Nine Shadows, some bandits trembled and felt cold, and the cowards had already prostrate on the ground, raising their hands to surrender.

As soon as the battle began, it was fierce, and the resistance was fierce. But in the face of overwhelming superiority, the battle lasted less than half an hour, and the gunfire became like a heavy rain that had turned into bits and pieces, and the rain was about to end, and it became drizzling, with only a few gunshots sporadically.

In the Juyi Hall, there were more than 20 corpses lying horizontally, and the nine bandit leaders were all dead, and none of them survived. The smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger, and the people behind Zhang San had already changed their appearances, all of them were extremely cold, with straight waists and expressionless faces, exuding a fierce momentum unique to soldiers. They surrounded a man, their guns on guard.

Yes, it was Yang Lin and others who suddenly made trouble. The moment Shanying spoke, Yang Lin knew that his side was exposed. Without any hesitation, let alone any intention of negotiation, he attacked decisively and used thunderous means to solve these copycat bosses in an instant.

A pack of wolves without a head is a lamb to the slaughter. The rest of the bandits have nothing to worry about, it's easy to solve.

At this time, Yang Lin pushed away the surrounding crowd and slowly walked towards the corpse of the mountain eagle, his steps were rhythmic, his head held high, and he strode forward.

Although several soldiers were very confident in their marksmanship, grabbing a gun could kill people in an instant. However, out of prudence to ensure Yang Lin's safety, he still began to inspect each corpse one by one, and made up a shot in the vital place, carefully and cautiously, and acted skillfully.

During the walk, Yang Lin just glanced at the eight mountain bandit leaders lightly. Then, Yang Lin stood not far from the corpse of the mountain eagle, and first looked at this righteous hall, the place where the bandits gathered and discussed.

Then, Yang Lin looked at the mountain eagle lying on the ground, and at the same time waited for the battle outside to end.

At this moment, Zhang San sat on the ground with blank eyes, stunned by the burst of gunfire just now, startled, his mouth opened and closed, his lips were white, and he was trembling slightly. It's not that he, Zhang San, has never seen the power of the guys in the hands of Yang Lin and his party, and more than once.

However, no matter which time it was, there was no shock to the third time, and it was amazing, which made Zhang San feel terrified and beyond words. However, it's understandable when you think about it. Although the first time Zhang San saw it, the battle was also large, but it was night, and he couldn't see it clearly at all. The second time, during the day, the battle was very small.

Therefore, in comparison, the impact this time was extremely strong, which short-circuited Zhang San's brain, and the whole person looked stupid and distracted.

At that moment, the moment more than a dozen soldiers opened fire, Zhang San was frightened by the banging gunshots, and was even more stunned by the headshot corpses and splashes of blood, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. He Zhang San will never forget that terrible moment.

Outside the Justice Hall, in the cottage, the gunfire gradually became faint, few until it disappeared, only the misty smoke and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

In the Juyi Hall, Yang Lin heard that the gunshots had disappeared, so he walked to Zhang San's side unhurriedly, kicked it, and shouted softly: "Get up, look at your unpromising appearance, it is estimated that you are also a low-end character in the bandits' den." It's just that in this situation, a few people have died, and you are scared like this. I really don't understand, just with this bit of courage, how can you be a bandit? Moreover, there are still people who accept you! ”

Yang Lin's kick kicked Zhang San who was stupid to wake up, and the whole person was like a frightened rabbit, his body trembled suddenly, and then his eyes were paralyzed to the ground, muttering wordlessly.

Hearing Yang Lin's words, Zhang San didn't feel any embarrassment, let alone embarrassment. After a moment of stunned, Zhang San's fright eased somewhat, but his face was still as pale as snow, and his face was bloodless.

Zhang San stood up slowly, no longer paying attention to the blood stained on the back of his buttocks, stood beside Yang Lin respectfully and fearfully, and asked wistfully, "Young Master, do you have any other orders?" ”

At the same time, a loud voice sounded outside the door of the Justice Hall.

"Report, young master, the outside has been cleaned up, and all the living bandits have been pressed into an open space, do you want to take a look?"

Yang Lin looked at Zhang San, glanced at it, and replied first: "I'll go and take a look, you wait outside the door first." ”

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