Zhang Biwu's enemies couldn't care about so much, so he single-handedly pulled his companion next to him who was stupid and didn't know what was going on to act as a shield for arrows. "Porphyry", this person became a ghost who died unjustly.

And the enemy is also clever, fast action, he immediately pulled the trigger, and fired a shot at Zhang Biwu, fortunately Zhang Biwu's reaction was fast, his upper body rolled over on one side, and his feet crossed the ground to let the bullet pass.

The enemy's eyes widened, and he knew what was waiting for him if this shot did not hit Zhang Biwu. Really! One shot kills! Zhang Biwu's red tassel gun honestly and unceremoniously pierced his throat.

Zhang Biwu's eyes lit up, and the angry look on his face appeared immediately! He couldn't help but remember that it was on the flagship of the British army, and this man held himself with a gun! Nearly killed! A manly man should be happy and revenge!

"Drink!" Zhang Biwu roared, and then drilled the red tassel gun with both hands, and the blade of the red tassel gun turned rapidly! It's like a tripping machine, stumbling over the enemy's neck, so that his head falls off.

Zhang Biwu was quick again, and reached over to hold the head in his hand. He cried out with his eyes wide open, "This thief is my enemy!" I have the enemy in my hand! And if you don't go back to your Britain, then you will also be the enemies of the Chinese soldiers who defend the country! He's your end! ”

As soon as Zhang Biwu finished speaking, he threw the enemy's head out of the coffin, and the bloody head was thrown into the face of a British soldier, who saw a ball of blood sticky and threw it, and when he saw that it was his head, he was hit again, and he was even frightened and in pain, so he fell to the ground with a "porphyry".

The first level was a bullet, and it bounced off the shoulder of a British soldier not far away, and a British soldier behind him was startled when he saw this, and then fell to the ground in a daze, and the other British soldiers saw it, looked at the head and saw Zhang Biwu who was like a god suddenly descending, and they were so frightened that they couldn't say a word.

And the head fell exactly on the hands of a British soldier, and the British soldier seemed to be burned by a hot potato, his hands moved rapidly, and the head was up and down.

"Uhh

"Drink, ah," the two soldiers screamed, they were afraid, and both of them were softened to the ground at the same time, and the head passed between them, and if they were not on their feet, the head would have struck them.

Still, the head struck a soldier and fell to the ground, rolling on the deck before standing still. The poor soldier first looked at the blood stains that had been hit by the head in his chest, and then he looked at the head again, quietly, as if he had big fangs open, and it was unusually recoverable. "Ahh

"Ahh The British soldiers were scared! Their eyes were wide open with fear, and the eyes among them were so small that they seemed to be narrowed into a slit, and because of fear and fright, their eyes seemed to enlarge several times at once. They looked at Zhang Biwu and felt that Zhang Biwu was a god of death! An upright God who judges these wicked robbers!

Zhang Biwu shot a horizontal gun, in fact, he also had a hair in his heart! For him to fight against so many British soldiers alone, and they all had muskets in their hands, not cold weapons, if they were cold weapons, the danger factor would be much smaller. There is no way back! I can only go down this road head-on!

I didn't hear the sound of reading the letter, what's wrong with Huang Qi? As soon as Zhang Biwu thought about this, he set his eyes on Huang Qi, and then looked around at the British soldiers. After Huang Qi confirmed that Zhang Biwu had nothing to do, he saw Zhang Biwu set his eyes on his side. He understood what Zhang Biwu meant.

So Huang Qi continued to read Qin Huaiyu's letter: "Biwu, you pay more attention to your body outside, even if it is thousands of miles away, I will be cold when you are cold, I will be tired when you are tired, and I will be sad when you are sad." When you miss me, it's also when I miss you, even when you don't have time to think about me, I'll miss you! ”

The soldiers of the Ming Army noticed the contents of the letter, yes! Even if they are in the barracks and can't go home, aren't they thinking about their wives and lovers in their hearts? Sometimes I call many times in my dreams, but I can't get home. There is a feeling that the soul has flown back home, with his wife, eating together, working together, educating children together, and filial piety to his parents together.

Huang Qi's letter has attracted more and more people's attention.

"Drink!" The sound of Huang Qi's recitation drilled into Zhang Biwu's ears, he rose up bravely, what he saw in front of him was not the enemy musket that was firing a poisonous tongue at him, but Qin Huaiyu was smiling at him, smiling so beautifully, waiting for Zhang Biwu to go home! Likely, the fear in Zhang Biwu's heart fell to the bottom.

"Hohoo!" Zhang Biwu soared, and the bullets were all in his shadow. The British soldiers were all panicked like a swarm of dazed ants, pointing to the east and the west, "Here!" Over there! Then he shot again, but he didn't hit Zhang Biwu.

On the contrary, as soon as Zhang Biwu approached, there was a "whoosh" sound, and blood splashed! Zhang Biwu was dyed red by the splash of blood, and became a rakshasa who demanded his life, and also became a god who specializes in collecting evil people and bad people! Punishment for the sins of the wicked!

A British soldier wanted to escape responsibility, he raised his gun to protect his head, and with a "snap", the gun was broken in two, and the head of the British soldier was also chopped in half, and he deserved to end his life.

"I'll be tired when you're tired!" Qin Huaiyu wrote in the letter, Zhang Biwu was thinking in his heart: "I won't be tired!" I won't get tired! for I will return to you alive! What's more, Huaiyu, I don't want you to be tired either! I know that you take care of your mother and support a family! But as you say in your letter, I am not tired, and neither are you! We're not tired together! ”

Just as Zhang Biwu was thinking about it, and still looking around at the enemy, the enemy soldiers had surrounded Zhang Biwu! The guns were unanimously aimed at him! It's about to be launched! Zhang Biwu, who had something in his heart, was listening to Qin Huaiyu's letter read by Huang Qi, and he didn't feel like he was on the battlefield, leaving death and danger behind.

The knife in his hand was thrown out, and the knife spun around. With the sound of "porphyr, pyro", the whirling knife cut the bodies of the three British soldiers one after another, and the blood of the three British soldiers flew straight away, and they all fell to the ground without exception, and the guns in their hands were also thrown.

Zhang Biwu took a leap, and he flew towards a group of enemy soldiers! Kick your feet together! Kick the enemy soldier's body forward! Five enemy soldiers were kicked to the ground by Zhang Biwu, who was flying forward, and naturally they couldn't make a vicious gunshot.

With a "porphyry", Zhang Biwu supported the deck with his hand when he landed, so as not to let himself fall to the ground. There is a British soldier who is staring at Zhang Biwu, and it will be unfavorable to Zhang Biwu......