Thank you to the alliance leader Nerve Immortal for donating Jia Zhongtang a thousand taels of silver again, thank you very much!

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Arsuna's temper is true and he is greedy for money, but he has an idol named Zhou Yafu.

The story of the Willow Camp has been passed down for thousands of years.

Therefore, he admired the officers and men of the Green Battalion who were loyal to their duties and did not discriminate against each other because of their status.

Only by being so strict can the spy of the fake Han people have nothing to follow.

Satisfied, quite satisfied.

"Please show your official certificate, so that I can wait for inspection, so that I can be released as soon as possible!"

Zhang Shisan's heart was actually very nervous, after all, there was a first-class Manchurian guard of Zhengsanpin, and there were more than 30 Eight Banner soldiers of the forward battalion.

If the other party sees any flaws, it will inevitably be very troublesome, in case a few escapes are called, then it really has to respond to Lord Jia's words, and you have to go up the mountain to fight guerrillas and watch the incident.

"As it should be."

Arsuna smiled and took out his official credentials, and motioned to the officers and men of the forward battalion to hand over their official credentials for inspection.

The Manchurian soldiers had no choice but to dismount at the order, some of them were on their bodies, and some of them were put in the bags of the saddle, and they searched for a while.

Li Shijie rode over and turned over and dismounted, and while taking his official certificate, he casually asked which part of the battalion soldiers who set up the card.

"Back to adults, we are from the Deyang Battalion,"

Zhang Shisan carefully inspected the official certificate of the guard, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned the official certificate to others.

"What's your name?"

When Arsona reached out to take over the official certificate, he actually had a heart of love. However, before the other party could reply, a long knife suddenly flashed, and then slashed at his outstretched right arm with lightning speed.

With a "poof", the sharp long knife was cut off from the right arm of the guard, who had no protection.

When the blood gushed out, the thumb and index finger fell to the ground with the "horn" of the official's palm.

All five fingers are moving.

"Ugh!"

The intense pain of nerve transmission caused Arsona to subconsciously snort, and he was furious when he saw the broken arm, but before he could make any effective stress response to the enemy, an iron rod smashed straight into his head.

The iron rod was heavy and powerful, and with a single stroke, it smashed Arsuna's pointed helmet into a concave shape, completely blending into the guard's head like a mold, clinging to it, and deforming.

There was no blood splattered, and Arsona's standing body didn't even shake, and his legs went limp, and then the whole person involuntarily fell to the ground.

Both eyes protruded, and blood oozing from the mouth and nose.

For the Qing Dynasty's southern and northern wars, Eteng Yibaturu, who made great achievements, died in this way.

Defenseless.

"Your Excellency!"

"They're not battalion soldiers!"

"It's a thief!"

Lord A's fall to the ground made all the officers and soldiers of the forward battalion finally react, and they were about to take their weapons in a panic, but it was too late.

Deafening gunshots rang out on the slopes on both sides, and more than a dozen forward battalion soldiers were shot and fell to the ground before they could even take out their weapons.

The battalion soldiers at the bayonet rushed at them with knives and spears, and the soldiers of the grain transportation team who were waiting for inspection also picked up their weapons from their vehicles and rushed up.

The knives were facing each other, and the remaining forward battalion soldiers didn't even have a chance to fight back, so most of them were killed.

Especially Yang Yuchun, who was holding an iron rod, jumped around, and when he saw that he hadn't fallen, he knocked on the door of someone's head a few times, and told him to knock four to death in a few blinks.

The two strikers still had a chance to resist with their swords, but one was pierced by a spear as soon as he raised his back, and the other had no chance to slash a second with a single sword.

Corpses were everywhere, and a few frightened horses ran around in fright.

One of the strikers was at the end, and when the gun rang out, he was looking for his official credential on the side of his mount, but he was lucky not to be hit.

Grain

When he realized what was happening, the striker instinctively jumped on his horse, then jerked on the reins and turned around and ran.

As a result, he didn't run more than ten feet, and even the people and horses "plopped" and fell to the ground, and then a group of "thieves" wearing "auspicious suits" with branches and withered grass rushed out on both sides, and they couldn't help but cut him by the neck.

Looking at the road that was empty before, a few ropes appeared out of thin air.

The rope was still shaking, and it was gray.

Zu Yingyuan shot three arrows in a row at the two strikers, and then jumped down directly with his knife and slashed at the striker who was not shot by him.

The result of this ambush made Jia Liu very satisfied, all of them were annihilated, and there was no fish that slipped through the net, and it was completely according to his pre-arrangement.

But one person didn't die.

Sichuan envoy Li Shijie faced a sudden ambush, the first time to hide in the cavalry face, seeing that all the forward soldiers and their subordinates were killed by the "thief", he knew that he could not escape, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the Longquan sword that he bought heavily in Changshu.

It's just that although he has been martial arts since he was a child and likes to dance with guns and sticks, he has never killed anyone in his conscience.

The sword, which never drank blood.

This is similar to the long knife of Captain Jia.

The matter could not be clearer, the "thief" will not let go of a single person.

"Ahh

"Hah!"

"Hey!"

Master Li gritted his teeth and swung his sword.

"Damn, what is this guy doing?"

Jia Liu, who came over to prepare for the aftermath surrounded by everyone, looked at the Sichuan envoy wearing a peacock complement and an official hat with a sapphire on his head in surprise, moving like a swimming dragon, and the sword in his hand was actually pulled out in the air under his graceful posture.

It's good-looking, practice family!

"Woohoo!"

"Pounce!"

It's just that what makes Jia Liu feel broken is that the Sichuan press inspector, who is a practitioner, not only has excellent swordsmanship, but also can fucking dubble!

It's similar to when he used a stick as a sword to fight against children when he was a child in his previous life.

The colleagues of the banner Han let out laughter, they grew so big, and it was the first time they saw the Sanpin master practicing swords in public.

"My lord, I'll kill him with a stick!"

Yang Yuchun couldn't stand it anymore, and with one move the iron rod in his hand, he wanted to call the dog to return to the west.

This kid is addicted to smashing people's heads, and sure enough, he is born twice and matured.

"Dog thief, come on!"

The Sichuan envoy's eyes were full of anger and unyielding, because he found that the gang of thieves who ambushed them actually had braids.

The matter could not be clearer, this group of people is not a thief at all, but a soldier of the Qing Dynasty - a collaborator of the enemy!

Jia Liu was angry with a "hey" and scolded: "Damn, what kind of life are you playing with me, a Han official!" ”

After drinking, he casually took the musket in Zhang Dabiao's hand, and shot at Li Shijie without aiming.

With a "bang", he was ready to go over and mend the knife himself.

However, Lord Li did not fall to the ground, and was still dancing with the sword and flying dragon.

Jia Liuda was furious, he knew that it would be good to take a look, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, give me this Wang Ba calf into a hornet's nest!" ”

"Huh!"

The gang members responded in unison, but before they could shoot, the dragon suddenly stopped, and the sword flower was no more.

Look at the Sichuan press Cha Li Master has already "pounced" and knelt on the ground, clasping his hands into fists: "Don't, don't, don't shoot!" Ladies and gentlemen, there is something to discuss, something to discuss..."