Chapter 98: These People Are Not Easy to Mess With

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Just as the white tiger was laughing, an arrow flew and shot into his chest.

The white tiger looked down at the carved arrow on his chest, his eyes confused.

He suddenly looked at Huang Ming not far away, roared hard, and threw the knife at Huang Ming.

Huang Ming was looking at the eagle arrow, hitting the white tiger, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a trace of disdain.

Who knows, the white tiger's knife was flying towards his head, and he hurriedly used his bow to resist.

But it was too late.

There was a "flutter", and the short knife was stuck in the neck.

Huang Ming threw away the bow and arrow, trying to pull out the short knife, but he couldn't do anything, and slowly his hand hung down, lying on the side of the road with his back to the sky.

When the white tiger here saw the enemy falling, he laughed again, and his mouth full of blood flowed out of his mouth, and he also lay down on the side of the road with his back to the sky.

After only a few minutes of fighting between the two sides, the water bandits who rushed over felt that they were going to win, and suddenly someone shouted: "The white tiger is dead, the white tiger is dead."

Now it's okay, people on both sides, you like me, I like you, and they all go backwards cautiously.

An old bandit of the White Fish Gang came to the corpse of his second master, picked up the corpse without looking, and quickly withdrew from the battle.

Zhao Xiong's side hasn't started fighting yet, and that side has already ended, how can it be a lose-lose situation!

A group of men led by the murderous old bandits of the Wild Boar Gang stopped about forty or fifty paces opposite the Jiading.

Wang Tiehammer, riding a stout mule, stood in the ranks of bandits and shouted!

"Hurry up...... Get out of the way...... Dao, otherwise...... The ...... of the Killing You don't have a piece of armor left! ”。

It turned out that Wang Tiehammer was a stammer, which made Zuo Liangyu and Liu Sheng couldn't help laughing, and the rest of the family were not so nervous.

"Gas...... me...... Also, attack, kill them all! ”

The king of the hammers, raising the huge hammers, screamed wildly.

The path on the right hand side of the post road leads to the avenue, and you have to pass through the middle of the two wild ponds.

In the middle of the two ponds is more than a meter wide, two people next to each other are just right, all three people are crowded, and there is a distance of nearly 50 steps between the two ends of the pond.

Zuo Liangyu and Liu Sheng led dozens of family members and had already set up defenses.

More than 100 people rushed up by the bandits of the Wild Boar Gang.

Among them, there was an old bandit with a bunch of people to take the lead, and a dozen bandits lined up in two columns, without a shield, rushed straight and straight.

At this time, Zuo Liangyu showed his fierce side, he stood in the first row of shield bearers, reached out and pulled a short javelin on his back.

He flicked it in his hand, aimed at the old bandit who was the biggest, and then took two steps back and waved his hand at it.

The short javelin made a "buzz" in the air and sped forward.

Although the muzzle velocity of a short javelin is not as fast as an arrow, it is such a short distance in a blink of an eye.

"Poof".

Mitsubishi's short javelin has the power of a sophisticated arrow, and it is even magnified several times.

The old bandit's chest was pierced by a javelin, and then flew upside down a few meters away.

The force of the short javelin carried him rolling, blood splattering everywhere, and then rolled to the edge of the frog pond, motionless.

Zhao Xiong, who was standing next to the carriage in the back, lit up.

He couldn't see that Zuo Liangyu was still hiding a hand, and the accuracy of the short javelin surprised him.

All the people on the official road cheered loudly, and their morale was significantly boosted.

Zhao Xiong took out the bronze whistle and took out a short musket while blowing out a long note and a short tone, which reminded Liu Sheng that it was time for them to move.

10 flintlock muskets, 6 in a row, 4 in a row, Liu Sheng said in a deep voice; "Preparatory ...... for the 1st row"

A dozen bandits watched their squad leader die like this, and there was a little confusion immediately.

The second leader of the Wild Boar Gang, commanding the tall and thin old bandit in the back, with his mace bandits, quickly hugged him.

Blocked in front, behind the dozen or so bandits who were scared of their souls, the old bandit, with a mace, smashed on the head of a bandit who turned around and ran.

The bandit, without a sound, burst open like a watermelon.

This can stop the bandits who are about to turn around and escape, this is forcing them to rush up!

So the dozen or so bandits turned around and walked on the path by the pond.

For bandits, weapons in their hands are the most reliable, especially archers.

The archers of the Boar Gang who escaped from the northeastern frontier army, archery is their survival skill, and a good bow is the continuation of their lives.

Wu Junfan's little prince was in the carriage, observing the scene outside with An Dehai's telescope through the curtains.

Although he was a bit bohemian, he was also a royal educator after all, and he was curious about the archer with the red hat.

Because the Wild Boar Gang actually had Dakang's border army on the side of the canal, when the elite soldiers of the border army actually fell into the grass, it really shocked him.

In his opinion, now that the Dakang Dynasty is in order, everything is running slowly under a strict mechanism, and the bandits that happened in the south are all a group of homeless people who wash their feet and go to the fields, which is easy to solve in his eyes.

But he was very surprised that there were elite soldiers guarding the border on the side of the canal who joined the bandits.

"Nie Baihu, there is a Dakang soldier on the bandit's side, and he is still a crossbowman with a red hat, I want to capture him alive and interrogate him well!"

He said solemnly.

"I also saw it, I said how the bandits of the Boar Gang used the simplest arrangement!" Nie Baihu replied.

"The crucified old bandit is also a border army from the northeast." A 50-something driver smokes a cigarette and mutters.

Nie Baihu saw that this person was very familiar with him, so he asked, "Lao Wang, you are very familiar with the bandits of the Wild Boar Gang!" ”

The executioner took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly:

"We, the Xifeng Dart Bureau, have dealt with the Wild Boar Gang a few times during this period, and there were a few border troops from the northeast at that time, especially the archer and the Sun Monkey under the banner.

These people are not easy to mess with!

Be careful! ”

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to smoke his dry cigarette, as if he was not interested in the situation on the battlefield. But his reminder has made people even more vigilant.

Zhao Xiong picked up the binoculars and observed the movements of the other party, and saw that six sword, shield, axe soldiers and five archers had gathered behind Sun Monkey Lao Han, who were preparing for activities.

The old bandit with the mace drove the bandits forward from behind.

But the bandits in front were afraid of Zuo Liangyu's short javelin and did not dare to rush up.

The old bandit saw that the situation was not right, so he found some door panels and boat boards, and let the bandits carry them forward.

With the blessing of the door and the ship, the bandits' hearts were much less afraid, and they increased their speed and rushed forward cautiously.

However, after a while, Zuo Liangyu only had three short javelins left, and he shot the bandits holding the door panel respectively, but the thin bandit holding the boat board in his left hand miraculously dodged the javelin.