The father did not expect to be attacked by the dead, he staggered, insisted on not falling, he turned the gun upside down, and stabbed it hard in the chest of the Jurchen beneath him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Once, twice, three times, as if pounding rice cakes, and as if he was building a house, the barrel of a large spear as thick as a child's arm turned up and down in his father's trunk-thick hand, and stabbed on the Jurchen's body again and again.

Blood splattered, and the Jurchen wailed and rolled on the ground, but he would not let go, because if he let go, all the pain he had suffered before would be in vain, so he would rather endure his father's attack than let go.

How powerful is the human will! Gao Pet deeply understands his father's strength, a large stone drum of several hundred catties, his father can roll it up with a slight roll of his arm, he can play all kinds of tricks with this stone drum, whether it is Su Qin's back sword or the jade girl shuttle, he can play with this stone as wood. Even if Gao Zhong is born with divine power, he can only compare with his father's explosive power, and his endurance is still inferior to his father.

At the age of thirty-two, my father was at the peak of his life, and almost no one could escape his life under his gun. It's a pity that the world is invincible and immortal are two concepts, this Jurchen is obviously dying, he used his last strength to hold his father's thigh, with his teeth frantically tearing his father's cloth armor, although his teeth obviously can not be compared with canine teeth, can not bite through his father's armor, but he successfully hindered his father's action at the cost of his life.

One person is desperate, and a hundred people are changing, Gao Zhong just proved this, and now it is the turn of the Jurchens to prove it.

Father frantically assassinated this unknown Jurchen, his eyes wide open, his mouth roaring, his arms muscles bulging high, streaking through the air one death after another, and all this only added to the Jurchen's pain in vain - desperate people don't die so quickly, even if they just live a few more breaths, it is enough to change a lot of things!

The father only had two hands, and he used them to kill the Jurchens on the ground, and naturally they could not resist the besieging Jurchens, so they took advantage of this opportunity to rush up and slash at the father with their swords.

The sword of the Jurchens is much heavier than that of the Ming army, even if there is no blade, it can be used as a heavy weapon, not to mention that these people are obviously thirty or forty years old elite armor soldiers, and it is absolutely impossible not to take good care of their weapons!

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and my father is in danger!

"Don't hurt my father, there is a kind of fight with me!" The high pet shouted loudly, galloping his horse, he had never felt that the horse under his crotch was so slow, he only hated that he could not have wings, and immediately flew to his father's side!

The Jurchen's sword fell, and Gao Zhong's eyes cracked, and he shouted loudly: "Don't! ”

Suddenly, my father's face twitched, which was my father's unique way of smiling, and he laughed awkwardly, always twitching his face first and then laughing.

The big gun in his hand swept sideways, with his waist as the center, and he swept away a large arc!

Father's divine power was amazing, the big gun in his hand seemed to have life, like a roaring dragon, shaking its head and tail, whiskering with anger, and the red tassels on it floated in the air, slamming the first man's chest!

The Jurchen who was hit seemed to have been split in half by a thunderbolt, and his whole body was convulsing, this was the strength that his father attached to the big gun, which was dedicated to breaking heavy armor!

He fell, not instantly, but the blow was enough to keep him from getting up for a while.

One-on-one, that's enough time for my father to kill him hundreds of times.

The castration of the big gun was unabated, and the second Jurchen was relatively short, so the blow hit the second Jurchen in the face. This Jurchen man didn't have the good luck of the man in front of him, his face was so hard that he was deeply sunken, and Gao Zhong could even hear the sound of his jaw being completely shattered from a distance of dozens of paces - it was like knocking a cow bone with a hammer!

The Jurchens' faces were shattered, literally shattered. The right side of his face had turned into several pieces of minced flesh, with blood and veins in between, but that only made his face more terrifying. Almost all of his teeth flew out, and Gao Pet couldn't count how many teeth he had, because they flew out at the same time like hidden weapons, and they were instantly inserted into the black earth.

He was knocked to the ground, completely silent.

The strength of his father's gun was reduced a little, but there were still three Jurchens in front of him.

The spear slammed into the third man's shoulder, apparently shattering his shoulder blade, which was the right one on his right, which was exactly where he used to use his sword, so it made him instantly ineffective. But the Jurchen was clearly unwilling to accept this result, so he roared angrily and pounced on his father.

This is the brave Jurchen, even if it is death, I will drag you to die together!

Even if I can live, I don't want to live, and I want to die with you!

This is the real combat effectiveness of the Jurchens who have been crisscrossing Liaodong for decades and have repeatedly broken the Ming army!

They are not terrible in their combat skills, but in their determination to die rather than die!

In the face of the three Jurchens who were killed, his father rolled on the spot, and his roll was not a roll of ordinary people to extinguish the flames on his body, but a roll with the help of the momentum of the gun, and the direction was the direction where Gao Zhong came.

Even in a fierce battle with the enemy, he can see six ways and hear all directions, and he can also use all favorable factors on the battlefield to kill the enemy and save his life.

This is the father, the father who is extremely admired and revered by Gao Pet!

When the father came, Gao Zhong did not reduce the speed of the horse, the father did not need such help, and he would not help his father like this.

He is the son of Goldman Sachs, what he wants to do is not to give up the horse to his father like a coward, the father of the escaping mount will not ride, he wants to kill these people, to prove that he is an out-and-out and fully qualified son of the Gao family!

Gao Pet's big gun was raised flatly, his eyes were condensed and not dispersed, his aura was completely concentrated, and there were only three Jurchens on the opposite side in his eyes.

Three Tartars, three guns, three lives.

Simple calculations.

"Kill the Tartars!" It's close! Gao Pet shouted, held the barrel of the gun with both hands, and stabbed it out!

It's like poking pork that has already been boiled with chopsticks, and it's all too easy - this enemy only wears a heavy layer of cotton armor, and there is no chain mail in it, and the big gun pokes it without any hindrance, and it easily pierces in, and then bursts out into the sky!

Gao Pet has summed up the feeling of piercing the tartar with a riding gun: if you don't wear armor, you just use chopsticks to poke the cooked dumplings, and they will break when they poke them, and sometimes they will break if they don't poke themselves! Wearing a heavy cotton armor, it seems to poke the cooked pork with chopsticks, which is a bit of an obstacle, but basically can't feel it; Wearing double armor looks like poking undercooked pork, it takes a little effort, but it's not too difficult!

In short, whether you are cooked or uncooked, in front of my big gun, it is a dish, a plate of side dishes waiting to be eaten by me!

Gao Zhong poked one to death, the other two people did not have the slightest fear, life and death are as simple as flowers blooming and falling for these Jurchens, there is almost no sorrow and parting and children's love in their barbaric world, for them, killing is like eating, being killed, like drinking water, there is no mystery to speak of, and there is no reason to talk about.

In this case, the master's big gun is the master's reason, and the master will reason with you with the gun!

The Jurchens pounced fiercely, their swords in their hands raised, their mouths shouting, and slashed towards the highly favored war horses.

Shoot people and horses first, they are not easy to cut the high pet, but if they cut down the high pet's war horse, they can deal with the high pet more easily.

"Horses, horses! It's up to you today! "A man and a horse seem to have a heart, and Gao Pet rubbed the horse with his thigh slightly, which is the code of him and the horse.

One person and one horse have formed an almost heart-to-heart communication method over time, and they only need one movement and one nose to make each other understand what they mean.

The old horse knows the way, and the horse can be psychic.

The horse leaps in the air, his premature figure is like a giant dragon flying in the air, no wonder some people say that the horse is like a dragon, this war horse that rises into the sky, is not a flying dragon with teeth and claws!

The gun in Gao Chong's hand was like lightning, and with a single blow, he stabbed the helmet of a Jurchen. This shot is very powerful, and the helmet is just cotton armor, it is possible to block a light arrow, but it is impossible to deal with a big gun with horsepower, this shot completely penetrated the helmet and poked hard at the skull of the Jurchens, and then Gao Chong's hands shook and tore off a skull from his head!

"Damn, didn't hit me in the throat!" Gao Zhong scolded secretly, he has not yet used this trick proficiently, so he is a little off, and the skull is the hardest place in the human body, and it is easy to hurt the blade of the gun!

Damn the Jurchens, your life is not worth as much as the master's gun!

He followed another shot, and the inversion between his left and right hands was like a painter's painting, and it was like a calligrapher writing, flowing smoothly, without fireworks, and like a drop of water falling to the ground, naturally.

The shot finally struck the throat and sent a fountain of blood, splashing behind the horses, wetting the ground and becoming fertilizer for the next year's spring grass.

Between breaths, three people, all dead.

It's neat and tidy, like cutting melons and vegetables.

Gao Pet stopped the horse, turned his head to look at his father, and said loudly with the pride peculiar to a young man: "Dad, do you see if I killed well!" I killed three, and it only took three shots! ”

"This Pegasus is not skilled enough!" The father had already walked over, with a smile on his face, but his mouth was extremely stern: "Usually let you practice hard, and you won't make mistakes on the battlefield, look at you, never listen to me!" ”

Gao Zhong was a little disappointed, his eyes flashing with anger and incomprehension.

"However, the killing is not bad, it is your father's good son!" The father grinned and added: "Just kill like this, this is my Gao family boy!" (To be continued.) )