Chapter 251: Rush
In their opinion, even officers and soldiers two or three times their own size can be defeated at one time, not to mention those family members brought by Yang Guang who have never seen much blood at first glance, even the inspection departments of various governments in Shandong and even the inspection departments that specialize in managing illegal salt dare not provoke these illegal salt dealers casually. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Of course, it was not that there were no people who did not believe in evil before, but they all died, and their corpses were thrown into the wilderness at night, and they were eaten by a large herd of vicious dogs overnight. This kind of thing has been done so many times by the smuggler that it is natural to say it with a threat that is enough to threaten.
After Zhao Wu listened, he put his finger in his mouth and whistled vigorously, that is, in three or five seconds, the doors and windows of several houses on the side of the road were pushed open, and the family and sailors who had hung up the fire rope with the Wufeng Gun poked their heads out and pointed their guns at the smugglers who blocked Yang Guang's way.
Hurried footsteps came and went, and on the roofs, corners, and other places, there were also figures of family members and sailors holding five-peaked guns. In just over half a minute, more than 30 family members and sailors who stayed here had all occupied a vantage point and were ready to attack at any time.
The quick reaction of the people on Yang Guang's side startled the smugglers who gathered together in the middle of the road, but when they saw clearly through the dim light that these people were not holding crossbows and swords, but firearms with thin breeches, they all burst into laughter.
It is no wonder that these smugglers don't take Wufeng guns seriously, many of them have seen the most elite nine-sided defenders of the Ming Dynasty, and know what the Ming Dynasty firearms look like in this era, not to mention the thin finger-like breech, how much gunpowder can be loaded and how much power it can have, that is, children's toys are used to fight birds.
The smuggler who threatened Yang Guang parted his clothes and exposed his strong and strong chest muscles, and shouted at the nearest family: "Hey, the boy who hasn't grown all his hair will fight at Grandpa for a while, and Grandpa will not be a hero if he dodges!" ”
"That's right!" The other smuggler salt dealers also shouted in agreement: "The third master is really mighty, their fire gun is not as thick as the third master's bird, and the third master will let them see it in a while!" ”
Zhao Wu sneered, he was influenced by Yang Guang and preferred the style of "no nonsense if he can do it", seeing that the other party's smuggler looked down on him, he took a step forward with his head held high and shouted: "Bah! Personal grievances, idlers avoid! ”
This sentence once again attracted the ridicule of those smugglers on the other side, in the eyes of these people, Zhao Wu is also a teenager, and he actually looks old-fashioned like an adult, and he really doesn't know how thick the sky is.
The other onlookers from a distance also had mocking expressions on their faces, thinking that Zhao Wu was just a half-grown kid, and he was so crazy that he dared to settle personal grievances in this Xinyang Town, and he was afraid that he would be put down and dragged out to feed the wild dogs after three or five strokes, and then it would be seen if you still had such arrogance.
"Call me!" Zhao Wu waited for a while, and when he saw that the bystanders around him were all standing still and watching the excitement, he no longer had any worries, and gave the order in a sharp voice peculiar to a young man.
"Bang! Bang bang! "More than 30 Wufeng guns fired at the target they had been aiming at one after another. The smuggler who bared his chest and mocked in public bore the brunt of the attack, and his whole body involuntarily fell to the ground, and the companions standing in a pile behind him fell in pieces like wheat that had been cut down.
After a round of shooting, only eleven of the dozens of smugglers gathered in a heap were left, and these lucky guys were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, but they did not hesitate to pull out their waist knives and iron rulers and charge towards the side of the family who was loading ammunition, they knew that if they couldn't get close to hand-to-hand combat before the next shot, they would have to fold here tonight.
It is not surprising that there can be such a high hit rate, the smugglers blocking the middle of the road are standing too densely, and the cold weapon confrontation is very important, concentrating on a single assault can defeat the enemy who is not strong enough, but in the face of the hot weapon of the Wufeng Gun, it is looking for death.
The distance between the smuggler and the sailor who shot was only twenty or thirty meters, and it was a matter of a few seconds to run with all his might, which was definitely not enough time to reload the ammunition, so those sailors who had followed Ye Zongman in the battle threw away the Wufeng gun in their hands, pulled out the waist knife made of tungsten steel, and rushed to meet the smuggler who ran towards him.
Tian Yihu ran in front of these people, he held a knife in both hands and slashed at the oncoming enemy, the other party immediately raised his waist knife to parry, and the weapons in the hands of both sides collided together with a piercing sound.
Tian Yihu didn't pay attention to any maneuvering and dodging at all, he just used the most suitable posture to slash and chop at the opponent's vital point, as if he was going to fight for both sides.
Tian Yihu's opponent was a smuggler with human life in his hands, how could he be frightened by Tian Yihu's momentum, and he also had enough strength to dance the knife and collide with Tian Yihu, but the texture of his weapon was not as good as Tian Yihu, and there would be an obvious gap on the knife edge every time he collided.
After more than a dozen consecutive hard encounters, Tian Yihu broke off his drink, and relied on the sharp weapon in his hand to cut off the waist knife of the smuggler of salt, and then continued to cut down on the opponent's shoulder.
After the smuggler's waist knife was cut off, he quickly pulled out a spare dagger and stabbed Tian Yihu in the chest, if Tian Yihu continued to cut it, the smuggler's shoulder would be removed, but Tian Yihu's chest would also be poked with a big hole.
Tian Yihu didn't seem to care about the threat of his opponent at all, and instead of reining in his strength, he continued to increase his strength, slashing at the shoulder of the smuggler and removing one of his arms. The smuggler endured the severe pain and poked the dagger in his hand into Tian Yihu's chest with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, the sharp dagger only pierced Tian Yihu's coat, and there was no way to continue to move forward no matter what.
Tian Yihu looked at his opponent with a cruel smile, raised the tungsten steel knife again and chopped it down, and in the desperate eyes of the smuggler who was missing an arm, he cut off the opponent's head to end the battle.
Having killed the first enemy, Tian Yihu took the blood on his face and met the next one. There weren't many people attacking on Yang Guang's side, but each of them used a lose-lose style to fight desperately, and they actually intercepted the smugglers who were twice as many people as their side.
With such a slight delay, the nimble men in the rear had already loaded their ammunition and began to shoot at the recalcitrant smugglers, and in less than a minute, the whole battle was over.
A group of smuggler salt dealers who even the government offices and inspection departments in Shandong did not dare to provoke were easily slaughtered, and the only loss on the winner's side was that some unlucky man accidentally stepped on his own foot when he rushed out with a Wufeng gun and was about to shoot. (To be continued.) )