Gradually, the Liang family army that had originally rushed forward was suppressed by those people, and it became dangerous in the blink of an eye. The two steel knives that Li Dashuang grabbed were also full of gaps in a short instant, and he didn't know that there were many more wounds on his body, if it weren't for his perennial fighting instinct, he knew how to avoid the key points at the most critical moment, I am afraid that this would have made those crazy Annan people chop into pulp.

"Throw it at Lao Tzu!" A wild shout came from the depths of the dark streets, and the sound of the horse's hooves flying and trampling on the ground was like the beat of a drum.

Before those cerebral congested Annan people could react, more than a dozen black iron balls with wooden handles flew into the crowd. Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!!

The dense explosion exploded in an instant, and the flames mixed with the severed arms and stumps burst out in all directions, and the iron beads sprayed out frantically from the center of the explosion to the surroundings, hitting bottomless holes in the Annan people who had no way to dodge, and spun out of the surging blood fountains.

Those Annan people couldn't help but be confused, they didn't know what the hell this was at all, even if it was artillery, only when the cannon was fired, there would be such a roar, but now, the roar was heard in the crowd, screams, roars and explosions one after another, and the courage of the originally enthusiastic Annan people was directly blown back into the asshole, screaming and crying and running in all directions.

At this time, more than a dozen horsemen with armor and murderous spirit suddenly rushed from the darkness to the bright street, and the knights on horseback were fiercely reined in, and the vigorous war horses stood up, the neighing and heavy hooves and the sound of the collision of the armor pieces resounded, the tall war horses on the back of the horses with burly and strong bodies, their bright armor, and the long knives in their hands.

More than a dozen short-eyed guys screamed and waved their swords and rushed forward, wanting to use their martial arts to lead the crowd...... A dense and crisp burst of gunfire came from that distance, making everyone a little stunned, and the more than ten so-called heroic Annanites were killed in an instant.

The short gun in the right hand of the rider on horseback still emitted wisps of green smoke, and the shiny sword in their other hand was still as cold as a sharp crescent moon.

Only the two of them were not hit by the bullet, their footsteps were only slightly paused, and they wanted to continue to rush forward, and in an instant, they felt a black shadow fly in front of their eyes, and the two great heads had been cut into the dark night sky, and the crimson blood fountain gushed upwards.

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The knight's sword on horseback swung and slashed at the crowd that was about to pounce on them, and the blood on the knife was like a projectile shot from the muzzle, splashing on their faces, making them stagnate.

"Lay down your weapons, dare to kill the trespassers!" More than a dozen people roared in unison, like a storm crashing on the shore, suppressing those screams and howls. made the scene suddenly become dead silent. None of the people who wanted to follow the pounce dared to move forward.

The smoke of the explosion is still rising, the broken human bodies that fell to the ground are still twitching, and the people of Annan who originally crowded the streets are only in a short period of time, most of them are missing, and they have fled to those dark corners where the torches can't shine, or flee towards their homes, the kind of people who survived the explosion just want to hide in the bed and shiver as much as they want at this moment, regardless of whether he is an Annan or a Han, if he can keep his surname, then he can be called a person.

The rest of these people still held the swords, guns and clubs in their hands, although they were shocked by the might of these more than ten horsemen, but it did not mean that they would obediently lay down their weapons and surrender.

And at the door of the mansion, Li Dashuang and the others had already escorted the Han people who had just been saved to the door of the mansion, and they looked at this group of knights, no matter how many wounds they had, they still couldn't prevent them from straightening their backs proudly. The recruits, a little jerky, but equally proud to keep their backs straight.

"Who said they were going to kill me?! Stand up. The eyes of the burly general at the head swept through the nervous and frightened faces of the Annamite like lightning piercing the darkness, and finally landed on the black-faced man.

"Who the are you? The person was killed by Lao Tzu, how about it?! The black-faced man looked at the many companions around him and roared back boldly. Yes, what do you dare to do to the people who killed you?! The men seemed to be inspired, their big hands clenched tightly at the knife, and their faces twisted as fierce as beasts.

Stomp ...... The burly young general rode forward a few steps, pulled the reins of his horse, and looked coldly at the black-faced man who was standing dozens of paces away, protected by those Annamite people, and the white head with the corpse separated.

His eyes couldn't help but squint subconsciously: "My name is Liang Pengfei, I once said that whoever kills me, I will make him pay the price he deserves, and now, it's time for you idiots to pay the price......"

A large number of soldiers poured out from the darkness, and they quickly surrounded Liang Pengfei behind them, and the black muzzles of the muskets in their hands were all aimed straight ahead, with solemn expressions and cold eyes, as if they were looking at a group of dead objects.

The crowd was pouring in more and more, and the muskets had become a terrifying forest of guns, and the footsteps of the Annamite people, who had still had the fighting spirit, were gradually moving backwards, and their eyes began to wander in a hurry, and they breathed hard, for fear that they would never have the opportunity to breathe the air of this world again.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender, I didn't kill anyone, this Celestial Empire general, I didn't kill your people......" In front of the dense barrel of the gun, someone couldn't stand this oppressive force, threw down the weapon in his hand, raised his hands and shouted in despair.

Bang! A scream broke through the dead silence of the night, and the desperate Annan man had an extra red dot at the center of his eyebrows, and soon, it expanded, Liang Pengfei slowly inserted the short gun that was still smoking back into his waist, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, revealing a cruel smile: "I'm sorry, you surrendered late, kill!" Not a single one to stay! ”

The shouting continued, and countless orange-red tongues of fire erupted from the tips of the dense gunshots, which seemed to illuminate the dark night sky, and the light was a little bleak, and the streets were as bright as day, and the Annanites who were standing or kneeling were all as if they had been hit countless times by heavy punches, and their bodies trembled and flew backwards.

The light vanished instantly, leaving only the torches that had been thrown on the ground still glowing faintly, reflecting the street like a bloody hell.

Liang Pengfei's gaze swept over Wu Liang, Li Dashuang and the others, and there was a glimmer of brightness in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and muttered quietly to Wu Qianjin behind him, and suddenly, Wu Qianjin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Liang Pengfei, as if he had heard something too shocking.

Liang Pengfei didn't say anything more, just stretched out his hand and patted Wu Qianjin's shoulder, the horse and the Wu Qianjin staggered, and without looking back, the reins were put on the reins towards the north of the city, and the direction of the palace galloped away, except for the three hundred soldiers left, the rest of the soldiers still silently followed Liang Pengfei's personal cavalry, and disappeared towards the darkness in the north, leaving only the neat footsteps, gradually moving away...... －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

"Say your grandma's, it's finally fine......" Li Dashuang only fell on the steps at this time, looking at those companions who were also crooked, as well as those recruits who were full of excitement, he couldn't help grinning: "What's the matter, Lao Tzu is not wrong, my family has always been the master of the same thing." ”

The corpses in that place are probably more than two or three hundred people in total, and here, except for the old man who died at the hands of the black-faced man just now, although everyone else was injured, but fortunately, no one threw away their surnames, which has to be said to be a miracle.

And the oath that was still in the ears made the hearts of those Han recruits who were born and raised in Annam hot, hot, and hot. "If you work with such a general, even if you lose your life, it's worth it!" A recruit whispered to his companion. In exchange, there are expressions of recognition.

"Crazy, how many Annanites were there just now?" Wu Qianjin grabbed one of his subordinates and whispered an instruction, and after seeing him running towards the south gate quickly, he put his mind at ease, turned over to the horse, jumped off, took out an iron kettle from his arms, poured some into his mouth, and handed it to Li Dashuang's hand.

"Just what we see, there must be at least a thousand people, and if we don't see it, it's too many to count......" Li Dashuang poured not a drop of the wine left, and then he let out a long breath of wine, and squeezed his eyes at that Wu Qianjin.

"You dog, you want Lao Tzu to slaughter the city, don't you? Then our young master is still playing a fart. Wu Qianjin rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Has any of our brothers died?" ”

"It's all lying here, thinking that we will die, and wait for another twenty years." Another veteran who was covered in wounds is a ruffian who loses people and does not lose his mouth.

"Okay, since there are not many casualties, let's arrest some people and go back to ask about the case." Wu Qianjin put on a businesslike face, stood on the steps of the mansion, and shouted to the front: "The Annan people who have just fled have just fled to listen to me, and it is really an unforgivable crime for you to dare to be dissatisfied with the rule of King Suihe, provoke the relationship between the suzerainty of our Heavenly Empire and Annan, and conspire to rebel. Now, I give you ten fingers of time, automatically come to me and surrender, after the time, Lao Tzu will bring people to arrest people, and those who resist will be killed! As he roared, his fingers flexed rapidly......

(To be continued)