All the outlaws were hired by Liu Ruo from outside the land of Gyeonggi at a great expense.

Therefore, even Cui Hongying, who has always wandered in the Beijing Division, feels that King Xin is indeed very similar to that Chongzhen, and because of his beautiful appearance and proud figure and bold personality, he has made friends with many heroes in Beijing, but he has never noticed it.

The location is still Dogtail Alley, and it just so happened that it was outside the last time I met Zhou Yuhuang's master and servant.

In the depths of the secluded alley in front of him, there were hundreds of black-clothed men in front and back, blocking the way, Chongzhen and the others didn't say a word, and rushed forward with a muffled voice.

"Look for death!" The black-clothed man led by him was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.

But before he could draw his saber and give the order for a siege, he was horrified to see that the little ones had unsheathed their weapons, and in almost the blink of an eye, they had rushed forward.

Quiet as a teenager and moving like a cheetah is the most appropriate description of Guan Ning teenagers such as Chongzhen.

They are soldiers, and there is an essential difference between soldiers who are born to kill the enemy and the brave fighting or chivalrous deeds of the Jianghu people.

The resolute and fearless charge is not only a true image, but also a thick smoke screen, even Wu Nage has suffered a big loss on this group of Guan Ning Iron Cavalry, who are undiminished in bravery, but their agility has greatly increased.

The personal weapons of the infantry type Guanning Iron Cavalry came first, but the powerful crossbows they wore with them.

"Whoosh ......"

With the loading of the crossbow, the sound of the machine was heard, and the crossbow arrows pierced the chests of five or six men in black in the depths of the alley, which was unsheltered and did not require any aim.

"What!"

"Fifth brother!"

"Two dogs!"

Exclamations of grief rang out instantly, but did they think that was the end of it?

Of course not!

The one-handed strong crossbow that Guan Ningjun is equipped with as standard has long been not a single shot, but a three-shot or even five-shot one, which is still because the structure of this strong crossbow is really light and simple, otherwise the amount of hidden crossbow arrows can be increased.

As far as Chongzhen knows, this is the greatest support of the Apocalypse for the army he has raised.

Those large strong crossbows that must be operated with both hands can already do ten consecutive shots, and both the performance and the firing device are much more advanced than the ancient Zhuge Divine Crossbow and the Divine Arm Crossbow.

It can be said that it combines the advantages of both and improves the disadvantages of both. Under the guidance of Chinese thought, the Chinese civilization has always been progressing.

It's just that Apocalypse is low-key, and he's used to being smeared, or he doesn't bother to argue at all.

Even the folk jokingly called him the "Carpenter Emperor", and he just laughed it off.

"This matter is changed before or after entering the customs, you can try? It's no wonder if you don't wipe out your whole family! Shigejin had thought of this more than once.

But he said that the battle in the alley was still going on, it was very fierce, and life and death could be separated in an instant.

The man in black is not used to this kind of fighting, but the Guanning Iron Cavalry who has survived the bloody battle has long been accustomed to it, and he also likes and enjoys this hearty feeling very much.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The bow is like a thunderbolt!

The man in black finally understood the meaning of this favorite poem.

The brothers who used to rob homes and houses together, went to Qinglou to seek pleasure together, ate meat in large pieces and drank wine in large bowls, fell on their backs unwillingly and in horror by his side, under his nose.

The original disdain for the Ming soldiers immediately turned into deep fear.

However, before this fear could spread throughout his body, the only reason left in his eyes was the shadow of the young man carrying a vegetable basket in one hand and a long sword in the other.

"Huh!"

The young man swung a sword with a fluttering and sharp swing, and with a sword, it cut his throat.

"Ho-ho!"

The black-clothed leader felt a sudden chill in his throat, as if hot blood was surging suddenly, and then he fell to the ground tragically holding his neck.

But at this moment, Chongzhen swung the other two swords one after another.

These two swords are both one sword to seal the throat.

This is the essence of Huaxia Chuanwu, which is fast and ruthless, and it is not comparable to the flower fist and embroidered legs of later generations.

The ruthlessness of Huaxia Chuanwu is impossible to experience without experiencing it.

The best of Huaxia martial arts is not to start practicing since childhood, at least to lay a foundation from a young age, and then get the guidance of a famous teacher, plus their own efforts and epiphany, before they can become successful.

It is normal for those who have passed on martial arts to be born and die in a moment.

In the battle of life and death, how can there be so many rules? It's nothing more than you and me.

Chongzhen has always believed that no matter how the modern fighting of later generations is suppressed, this Huaxia Guoshu, which is easy to get started but extremely difficult to master, especially the Huaxia Guoshu that requires weapons, has always been terrifying.

The puppet was furious, and the blood splattered five steps, which was just a microcosm of it.

At this moment, Chongzhen has deduced this national art that has been inherited for thousands of years into a wonderful killing technique. Every time he draws his sword, one person is bound to die, or at least be wounded.

Because he is not keen to seal the enemy's throat, but quickly determines where the enemy's defense is most lax, so that he will be injured with a single blow. This is completely an ability of the Hundred Fighters, and has nothing to do with martial arts.

This ability is not surprising for those who have worked off the stage for ten years and have been on stage countless times for a minute.

Yuan Qi and the others followed him to the left, not deliberately letting him rush to the front, but because even if this guy was carrying a vegetable basket in his left hand, his body speed was still one step faster than all of them.

Yuan Qi and other Guan Ning teenagers were extremely unwilling to admit defeat at this point, even if he was the king of faith, so they roared angrily, and then came, like a vigorous cheetah, killing into the black-clothed people who had been killed by the strong crossbow and the "Ruqin" sword.

"Quick! Hurry up! ”

"Quick! Come on! ”

Almost all of the few remaining black-clothed men in front of them were injured, and the counterattack they had managed to make was immediately ruthlessly defused, so they could only stagger backwards while roaring in panic.

"Bastard! Didn't you say that it was just a few court officials? How can there be so many powerful crossbows? ”

"With a crossbow! We also use crossbows! Don't forget that Grandpa Liu also issued us a strong crossbow! ”

The other group of black-clothed men who were intent on blocking the retreat road roared indiscriminately while pursuing, and the messiness they displayed was in stark contrast to Guan Ning's iron-like discipline and decisive attitude towards tackling fortifications.

Many black-clothed people have the ability to fly on the wall, so they went up to the roof of the tiled house in advance to act as a yellow finch, and then they remembered the powerful crossbow pinned to their waists, and they wanted to pour it down when they took it off.