The order was given, and the mutation suddenly occurred.

Chen Mo gathered all his strength, and smashed his round fist on the back of the third master's neck.

The latter stumbled under the dizziness, and his head was stabbed straight ahead.

Bang!

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo leaned forward and raised his knees, hitting the other party's chin with all his might.

With the sound of clattering fractures, the third master also let out a terrible scream, and then squirted out a mixture of teeth and blood.

Although he didn't die directly, he couldn't make any waves.

Rao is like this, Chen Mo still didn't let him go.

stepped forward and strangled his neck and dragged him directly to the wall.

Chen Mo's purpose in controlling this person was not to make the people in black throw a rat trap, or even put down the butcher's knife.

Because he knows very well in his heart that today's matter is too important and will never be calmed down because of a third master.

This group must have accepted the death order and will do whatever it takes to complete the mission.

His real intention was to use this person to block the knife.

In a word, whoever wants to move himself must attack the third master.

Of course, the chances of this are slim to none.

Because with Chen Mo's order, the defenders disguised as coachmen collectively launched a surprise attack.

The two groups were about 20 meters apart, and they could not reach with knives, guns, and clubs, and if they used bows and arrows, they would waste precious time.

In this way, the strong crossbow made by Chen Mo came in handy.

Moreover, it is still a repeater.

Whoosh ......

The sound of breaking the air sounded intensively, and the man in black who rushed forward completely became a live target.

There are three advantages of a strong crossbow.

One is strong penetration, the second is that it can shoot five times in a row, and the third is extremely accurate.

In just one volley, the Man in Black lost nearly average manpower.

Kill!

At the moment of life and death, the ferocity of the man in black also completely exploded, rushing towards the convoy like a beast.

But they were greeted with another volley.

Among them, there was a crossbow arrow, which came straight to Chen Mo's front door.

"It's up to you."

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Mo pushed the third master to the front.

Burst......

Unbiased, right in the middle of the eyebrows.

It doesn't matter if it's a return to the light, or if it's a dying outburst, in short, at the moment of falling, the third master opened his eyes.

After falling to the ground, he stared at Chen Mo deadly.

It seems that he can't figure out until he dies how a shopkeeper who transports supplies, a person who is full of books and angry, can knock him to the ground.

I can't figure it out, his subordinates are all battle-hardened soldiers, how could they lose to a group of coachmen?

That's right, the men in black are defeated!

And it's a rout!

Two volleys went down, leaving only a few uninjured.

And when they saw the hope of close combat, the coachmen suddenly put down their crossbows and drew their long knives with unique shapes.

One inch long, one inch strong!

Especially since they had carriages as cover, they were like an impregnable wall that they couldn't break through.

What's even worse is that the horses were frightened, and many people fell into the chaos.

When they were about to kill the horses first, a group of coachmen had already rushed out with long knives.

As a last resort, this group of people could only retreat in a hurry.

But where can they retreat?

"Close the door."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yang Qi in the house turned over, and at the same time as giving the order, the waist knife also slashed to the side.

Before Pang Randa could react, he felt a chill in his wrist, followed by a sharp pain in his heart.

I watched as a hand fell to the ground.

Yes......

Frightened and in pain, Pang Randa fell directly to the ground, holding the place where his broken wrist was, screaming and rolling.

The remaining four people at the post station were also controlled by the coachmen.

At this time, Chen Mo noticed that even if he had been reminded before, nearly half of the people still fell for the trick after eating.

Thankfully, the situation was under control.

"Quick, they can't get in, shoot another salvo, don't let any of them run away."

Hua Meishu's voice suddenly sounded, reminding the real defenders of the city, and they all picked up their crossbows and made the final harvest.

At this point, the ending is decided.

"Well, no one was hurt, right?"

Chen Mo asked, took the crossbow from one of them, raised his hand and beckoned to the big tree not far away.

After three crossbow arrows, without a single scream, a man in black fell from a tree, leaving no longer alive.

"Brother Chen Mo, how are you?"

Xu Liqiu and Yang Qi rushed out in a hurry.

"I'm fine, what about you?"

Chen Mo responded, motioning for Huameishu to come to his side.

"We're fine, this time thanks to you, otherwise we would be lying on the ground."

Yang Qi's eyes were full of gratitude at the moment.

When Xu Liqiu said that Chen Mo was making a big fuss before, Yang Qi also thought so, he had walked this road many times, and he had never encountered a robbery. Not to mention that the fleet is huge and the banner is clear.

However, judging from the results at this moment, whether it is him or Xu Liqiu, they all think things simply.

In other words, underestimating the courage and viciousness of the people behind the scenes.

Fortunately, there is Chen Mo by his side, a lucky general, otherwise he would really be in a different place.

Yang Qi has this idea, why can't others be the same?

Whether it was a sober coachman or a defender who had experienced the cruelty of fighting, the eyes that looked at Chen Mo were full of admiration.

Come to think of it, all the thieves were wiped out, except for some people who fell into a coma after eating, not to mention those who lost their lives, and none of them were injured.

This kind of battle loss ratio can already be a god.

Who wouldn't want to be led by such a person?

"Don't be stunned, move quickly and clean up the scene as soon as possible." Yang Qi commanded.

"General, what about those who are not dead?" Someone asked.

"Make every effort to rescue, and interrogate one by one afterwards." Yang Qi responded loudly.

"Yes."

Everyone responded and got busy.

"Meishu, you can go inside with Liqiu and have a look." Chen Mo instructed.

Those who fell into a coma were all coachmen, and Huameishu had to understand the situation clearly.

If it's serious, you have to go back and get a doctor.

Seeing the two of them enter, Chen Mo looked at Yang Qi without saying a word.

"Brother, if you have anything to say, just say it." Yang Qi saw something.

"Brother Yang, I think...... No mouth can be left alive. Chen Mo pondered and said, "At most, leave a few people at the post station, and the rest is better to click away." ”

"Why?" Yang Qi was taken aback.

First, he didn't expect Chen Mo to be so ruthless.

When we were fighting just now, it was understandable to kill, after all, one side had to fall.

But is it still necessary to win a big victory now?

Second, he couldn't figure out the real purpose of Chen Mo's suggestion.

Isn't it the most reasonable thing to bring back as a witness?

"Brother Yang, have you ever thought about the following problems?"

Chen Mo said, listing three grounds.

Every point is reminding Yang Qi that he must not leave a living mouth, otherwise he will have endless troubles.