Zhang Zuolin still insisted on a glimmer of hope for himself: "Yang fights ghosts!" What kind of ability do you rely on this kind of bad means to win me? There's a kind of two of us practicing alone, do you dare? ”

After saying this, Zhang Zuolin himself didn't have much hope, but the bandits around him suddenly stopped, and heard Yang Xiaolin say: "Okay, let's practice alone, one gun per person, but my rule is that there is no limit to bullets, is the group training adult willing?" ”

Zhang Zuolin was overjoyed when he heard it: "Speaking counts!" ”

"Count! If my brother helped, I wouldn't be in Changbai Mountain in the future! ”

Zhang Zuolin's eyes lit up, he took a breath, took out the Russian-made revolver pistol in his arms, filled it with six bullets, and said softly: "Brother, it's up to you!" ”

After speaking, he came forward from behind the tree, shook the gun in his hand, and was about to aim at Yang Xiaolin, when he saw a Makqin heavy machine gun in front of Yang Xiaolin, the bullet of the machine gun had been loaded, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed in his direction!

And Yang Xiaolin's hands were holding the machine gun, holding a cigar cigarette in his mouth, and he looked at himself with an extremely evil look on his face: "Master of the group training, I've started!" ”

Zhang Zuolin has also seen the world, he knows the power of the Makqin heavy machine gun, the reaction is quite fast, the little revolver throws it around and runs away!

As Yang Xiaolin pulled the trigger, he ran backwards with a rolling belt, and the bullets grazed his heels and chased him all the way!

Finally, there was a relatively large rock for Zhang Zuolin to hide, Yang Xiaolin crackled the bullet on the stone, and Zhang Zuolin hid behind him and didn't dare to raise his head, while shouting loudly: "Zhang Lao Wu!" Come out and practice alone! ”

Zhang Zuolin's heart is just like the current weather, it's cold!

He fought this battle so badly that he didn't even have a chance to compete with his opponent, who is to blame? It's all to blame on that Tang Dahu. If it weren't for him, how would he have ended up in this field? It's too late to think about anything, and now it's time to think about how you're going to survive. Zhang Zuolin knows that it is obvious that people are winning, and the husband can bend and stretch!

"Stop fighting! Stop it! I surrender that is! ”

He shouted a few times, Yang Xiaolin's hand finally let go of the heavy machine gun, and as soon as the bullets stopped, Zhang Zuolin slowly stood up from behind the stone, looking even embarrassed: "Yang fights ghosts, you win, if you want to kill, you can do whatever you want, but please talk about a little morality in the rivers and lakes, and let my brothers live." ”

Wang Jinhan and others were very moved next to him: "Big brother! ”

The incomparably sad shout aroused the sadness in Zhang Zuolin's heart, and Zhang Zuolin sighed: "Jin Han, I regret not listening to your good words, and I am to blame the eldest brother for being confused for a while......

Yang Xiaolin walked over and looked at Zhang Zuolin with a smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart. The expression on his face obviously deeply stimulated Zhang Zuolin's already fragile nerves, and the two bandits stepped forward to tie Zhang Zuolin tightly, Zhang Zuolin didn't resist, just raised his head and said: "Yang fights ghosts, if you are a man, don't humiliate me!" ”

Seriously, Yang Xiaolin really has the idea of humiliating Zhang Zuolin now, so that he can remember him in the future. But thinking that there was no substantial benefit to this, and when he was thinking about what to do with him, he heard Tang Yulin's voice coming from behind: "Old Five, it's not hurt, right?" ”

Yang Xiaolin turned around and hugged his fist at Tang Yulin: "Brother Tang, according to your orders, I didn't hurt him." ”

Tang Yulin walked over with a few entourage, but Zhang Zuolin's eyes didn't look at him at all, and he turned his head angrily.

Yang Xiaolin slapped Zhang Zuolin's head on the top: "Are you still playing horizontal at this time?" Zhang Lao Wu, let me tell you, don't you know what to do, if it weren't for Brother Tang's intercession, I would have killed you with that shuttle just now, really think you can run faster than a bullet? ”…,

Zhang Zuolin turned his head, the expression on his face was full of disbelieving, his eyes looked up at the night sky and said to Tang Yulin: "Hmph, thank you eldest brother for sparing your life, brother, I remember it from the bottom of my heart!" ”

This is obviously another meaning, Yang Xiaolin raised his hand and wanted to hit him again, but Tang Yulin next to him stopped: "Yang is in charge, forget it, my brother is this temperament, I'll say a few words to him." ”

Tang Yulin walked up to Zhang Zuolin, looked at his embarrassed appearance, and was indeed a little embarrassed, sighed and said: "Fifth brother, it's not that my brother won't help you this time, it's just that you broke the rules, do you know?" You can settle any grievances with Yang Dangjia yourself, not to mention that he and you don't have the slightest holiday, you are not righteous to help the government and the Russians to encircle and suppress him! ”

Zhang Zuolin twisted his body: "Now you have a gun in your hand, and I am tied, whatever you say, I just listen." ”

Just look at his appearance, you can know that Zhang Zuolin is not convinced at all! In any case, the future king of the Northeast is still young, and his anger is obviously not small, especially for Tang Yulin's betrayal of him, he can't let go.

And Zhang Zuolin is a very persistent person, he thinks that he will stick to the right thing to the end. He thinks that the path Zhao Zhanyuan pointed out to him is right, and he will keep going and will not look back.

Yang Xiaolin sighed in his heart, what is this called? That's the difference in the way. Zhang Zuolin's ideals may be as grand as his own, but the path he wants to take is completely different from what he wants to take.

Then let's not conspire with each other! Tang Yulin wanted to say something more, but Yang Xiaolin stepped forward: "Brother Tang, there is not so much nonsense, kill him or let him take your idea." ”

Tang Yulin's mouth moved twice, and finally waved his hand: "Let him go back, he is also about to become a father, I can't let my nephew not see his father as soon as he is born." ”

Yang Xiaolin slapped Zhang Zuolin on the head with a backhand: "Be happy like a gentleman, take your team well, leave the guns, leave the food, and get out of here!" ”

The bandits next to them also let go of the captured regiments, and when they entered the mountain, the team of 200 people gathered around them in a blink of an eye There were only more than 20 people, most of whom were injured like Wang Jinhan, Zhang Zuolin was very sad in his heart.

He left all the guns and food according to Yang Xiaolin's instructions, and each person only carried a small amount of rations, and then hugged his fist at Yang Xiaolin: "Yang is in charge, we will have a date later!" ”

Yang Xiaolin and Zhang Zuolin, the first battle between the Northeast kings in history, ended like this, in fact, it is more appropriate to say that they started the game between them in such a way. Yang Xiaolin knew that Zhang Zuolin was a person who refused to admit defeat easily, and he would inevitably come back after he went back to lick his wounds.

For Yang Xiaolin, this victory is just the beginning. For him, Zhang Zuolin is just a little ghost urging his life, and the real fatal Hades are Russians and the Manchu court! Watching Zhang Zuolin disappear into the night with the more than 20 regiments, Yang Xiaolin knew that he should do something more important now.

He put away his thoughts, turned his head and said to Tang Yulin: "Brother Tang, let's go fight the Russians together." ”