Then Ding Yi shouted the "If!" At that time, the shield in the right hand of the fat man was thrown out sharply, and he took off a grenade from his waist that had unscrewed the lid in the county hall, and he didn't care about putting on the shaking pull ring, so he pulled it with his mouth without a teacher, and threw the smoking grenade out of the air, and at this time the shield was smashing on the man who had just gotten up three steps in front of him.

And the person who was hit never had a chance to get up, because Ding Yi had already rushed forward, and cut his throat with a single sword, and three or four spears stabbed out like poisonous snakes from the gap around the corpse that had not yet fallen, and Ding smashed down with his left arm, and the long knife in his right hand cut down half of the face of the opponent who rushed up.

In this era, there is no spear that can resist the blade of the Damascus scimitar, and the fat man who rushed up picked up the shield on the ground, and the double shield lifted against the three or four ash poles without the head of the spear, and pushed forward with a loud roar, and actually pushed the few guys who didn't know that the spear was broken.

Ding Yi lowered his head, the long knife in his right hand swept up obliquely, and he was facing an opponent who was walking on the wall like flying and carrying a knife, and the knife slashed between the opponent's chest and abdomen, and then the guy who seemed to be playing acrobatics ran forward three steps forward on the wall, and the long intestines fell out of the crack, spilling blood on the ground, just like a puddle of shit, "snap", and fell behind Ding Yi.

And before the fat man flashed out, he raised the two shields high, at least a dozen times, and there were "clanging" sounds, but it was those people from the rivers and lakes who threw flying knives, darts and other dark green sons, and three or four swords also fell on this shield. It's just that the alley is narrow, with two big iron shields, one side covering the head, and the other standing in front to protect the body. As long as the fat man still has the strength, there is basically no gap at all.

The time delay of the grenade finally ended at this time, the grenade filled with nitro*based explosive* exploded in a dense crowd, the shortcomings of the wooden-handled grenade compared to the oval grenade are extremely obvious, but there is one thing: in the hands of people with good arm strength. For example, Chen San and Du Ziteng, who are born as strong men, or Wen Fatzi, who are tall and strong, can fly much farther than an oval grenade.

Wen Fatzi was stunned that this one not only had more than 300 prefabricated fragments. A heavy grenade with 800 small iron beads was also added, and a distance of nearly twenty steps or forty meters was thrown, which is not more than a pound of M24, which weighs a full two pounds!

Such a long distance. It was the first to pull out the cable and get angry. The tumbling grenade didn't even have a chance to land, it flew above the heads of those Jianghu people, exploded in the air with a bang, and pieces of prefabricated fragments flew rapidly like knives, and those thin iron beads did not have the slightest dead end, radiating through all objects until the kinetic energy given to them by the gun* powder ended.

What they saw when Zheng Ang and the scalper, who opened the back door, came out after listening to the explosion. It was the people of the rivers and lakes who were wailing and moaning on the ground, but were dizzy and trying to get up, lying on the ground. And Ding Yi carried the long knife, walked forward slowly, wiped it with his hand, and ended those painful screams, behind him, there was no sound.

There is only a fat man with two shields and a flattering smile.

It seems that Ding Yi enjoys the pleasure of killing people very much, so he didn't hand over these people to Wen Fatzi.

"Let's go, the people in front are about to chase after you." As soon as Ding saw them, he turned his head and said calmly, the long knife in his hand without stopping and brushing another enemy who was holding on to the wall and trying to struggle. Zheng Ang, who had experienced countless battlefields, felt palpitations for the first time, he was unwilling to fight against the man in front of him, absolutely unwilling.

This is not murder, but this man, really as rumored, he is a Rakshasa, he is harvesting his life, under his knife, there is no mercy, his movements are not the slightest passion but deadly enough, by no means superfluous, he hurriedly thanked him, and hurriedly ran past Ding Yi's side; But the scalper's eyes lit up, he had admired Ding Yi, looking at it at the moment, he couldn't help but say: "I don't believe that there is really a hundred enemies, Brother Ding, what a hero!" Even if I die, I have to bring the words to Brother Hou for my brother! ”

Looking at their departing backs, Ding Yi's knife tip was at the throat of the enemy who stayed in the alley at the very end, and those who could run ran away, all of them were killed and injured by grenades, and they were stunned, the so-called seven meters of effective killing diameter is just a very rigorous statement, and shrapnel twenty meters away is still lethal, especially in this kind of dense long alley, and it blooms in the air.

There were also six or seven people who were stunned and lost their minds at the time of the explosion, and were directly killed by Ding Yi and Wen Fatzi, Ding Yi looked at the man in the rivers and lakes, and sighed: "If you win, you will be rich, and if you lose, you will die." The long knife was sent, and the enemy's terror was ended.

It's not that he likes to kill, no one has started to study squad tactics in this era. Although Hou Dagou put forward, "The official has ten thousand soldiers, and I have ten thousand mountains." The guerrilla strategy of "soldiers come and I go, and soldiers go and I return", but no one has studied the small-scale warfare for the time being. Ding Yi was very aware of the weight of the two big iron shields.

Wen Fat Man wielded those two big iron shields, no matter how good his physical strength was, it was definitely unsustainable.

So he just tried to save his physical strength as much as possible.

Walking to the mouth of the alley, Ding Yixiang asked the fat man, "Fat man, how is it?" ”

Fat Wen's little eyes blinked, licked his tongue and said, "Young Master Nephew, the fat man is a little hungry." As he spoke, he looked at an old man curled up by the wall under the eaves of the street corner, with a stove and a stall beside him, "Why don't you go and eat a bowl of soup and cakes to cushion your belly?" Looking at the corpses in this alley, Fat Man Wen asked eagerly at Ding Yi.

"This place may not be soup cakes, in my opinion, nine times out of ten it is Guilin rice noodles." Ding Yi smiled and put his hands into the sheath, but said two words to the fat man, "You can only eat seven points full; Give enough money. "We have to fight next, don't expect a grenade to blow down a dozen people, scare six or seven stupid people, and stun a dozen or so people every time. If you eat too much, you can't exert your strength.

Wen Fatty's smile became more and more flattering, and he threw down his two shields and shouted, "Young Master Nephew is wise! So he went to the old man's line, and shouted as he went, "Soup cake or rice noodles?" Anyway, two bowls! Don't do it? Don't smash your burden! Does the fat man look like a bully? Hurry up! It's silver! ”

Thirty steps into the alley, at this time from the back door of the county government at the bottom of the alley, people poured out, when they saw the corpses in one place, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "All dead!" "Ding Rongcheng has brought all the dozens of brothers behind him! "His mother's winged wings are also dead, and his intestines are flowing all over the ground......"

But these people were soon squeezed forward by the people behind them, and the so-called coercion was roughly the same, and even after two people were directly squeezed down, they couldn't perform their famous stunts at all, and countless feet stepped on them, and they gradually fell silent.

Corpses, blood, death, at this time did not make them afraid, because they did not experience the scene of death.

On the contrary, it made them even more determined to kill Ding Yi, because there was a subconscious hint that Ding Yi would not die, and the corpse in this place was their end. And Ding Yi, who was standing at the end of the alley, did not pull out a long knife, but picked up a shield and poked it into the dirt with all his might.

Ding Yi then picked up another shield, and between his feet and the shield that had been poked into the dirt were four grenades with the back cover unscrewed. As soon as Ding picked up one of them, he pointed to the crowd running towards him, the reputation of the rivers and lakes, this time took effect, and almost all the men stopped in unison.

"In a certain civil fort, tens of thousands of wort iron horses can't kill me; In a certain Maoerzhuang, 100,000 iron horsemen have never hurt me. Ding Yi had no smile on his face at this time, and said coldly to those Jianghu men, "Wait for today, what do you want?" Ding's long knife does not want to be stained with the blood of his own people, you all go back to your hometown, and today's events will be erased. ”

This kind of internal contradiction, Ding Yi is very tired, if there is a Warat people in front of him, Ding will not care, after thousands of years, he will be put on the hat of destroying national integration, it is nonsense. But in front of them, whether it is the people of the rivers and lakes, or the Yao people and Miao people of the old foundation of the Guangxi Righteous Army, not to mention the future generations, this is already the people of the Ming Dynasty, after all, they are compatriots, no matter how much they kill, what is there to boast about?

The fat man was picking up the bowl, quickly picking up the rice noodles into his mouth, and shouted, "Old man, can you put more green onions in that bowl?" Accidentally choked, coughed for a long time, a piece of rice noodles came out of his nose, he was also very arrogant, ripped off and threw it away, and continued to pick it up, while eating, he shouted at Ding Yi: "Young nephew, the fat man is almost well!" ”

Ding Yi naturally ignored this fat guy, he faced those Jianghu people who were more than a dozen steps away, and said to them: "If you make a certain move, you will die." Step aside. "How can there be any hand left for this outnumbered many? In this case, unless you want to commit suicide, it is impossible to play any tricks that only hurt but not kill.

But his words did not arouse the conscience of those Jianghu people, no, after a short silence, some of those Jianghu people shouted: "Do you hear it? Ding Rongcheng was stunned! Guys, if you do him, we will be famous heroes! Ding Yi smiled a little bitterly when he heard this, the rivers and lakes, the heroes, it seems that these people are all in this life, he suddenly thought of natural stupidity, I don't know if she has let go of the rivers and lakes in her heart?

According to the days, she should have arrived at the Yamen of the Guangxi Military Governor, right?

And at this time, the heroes of the rivers and lakes began to rush towards Ding Yi, they did not follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, took turns one by one, and did not report their names.

The rules of the rivers and lakes, in fact, are to put it bluntly, but they are: how good the knife is. (To be continued......)