"Sideburns thief!"

Seeing Mo Chen's long hair and shawl sprinkled down, Lang Yuetu was instantly furious.

Since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs and ruled the Central Plains, in order to maintain the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and attack the self-esteem and faith of the Han people, the most stringent order that began to be implemented in the country was the hair shaving order.

At that time, the tradition that had been passed down for countless generations among the Han people was that "the body should be skinned by the parents, and it should not be lightly damaged or damaged".

However, since the Manchu Qing Dynasty detained the customs, the slogan of "keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head" spread all over the world, and countless Han people paid the price of their lives for this, but still did not stop the implementation of this decree.

Since then, shaving hair and braiding has also become a representative symbol of Manchu rule. Even today, even if there are many Westernists in the court who are influenced by foreign systems and want to implement the new policy, they have never dared to put forward the slogan of keeping their hair.

This is because since the rule of the Qing Dynasty, whether it is from the early anti-Qing and Ming restoration organizations, or the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which has just been wiped out recently, the logo of these units and organizations is to have long hair. Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, keeping hair is equal to the best performance of rebellion, which is a consensus in the world.

Therefore, at this time, when he saw Mo Chen showing his long hair in front of him, as one of the eight surnames of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the inlaid white flag among the children of the Eight Banners, there was no doubt that he was a member of the vested interests under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, and Lang Yuetu, the son of the nobles of the privileged faction, would of course change color and anger.

So Lang Yuetu no longer had the heart to delay with words, to buy time for the cavalry who had just been quietly commanded by him with gestures to go to the horses that were parked outside the village to get on the horses, Lang Yuetu raised his long knife high, and ordered to his soldiers in a cold voice:

"Bow and arrow suppression, close quarters pressing, compress his range of motion!"

Hearing the order, the well-trained and tacit cooperation of the pro-soldier team immediately moved with their own division of labor.

A part of the squad took their bows and threw three rounds of arrows high in Mo Chen's direction, then put away their longbows and rushed forward after the soldiers who surrounded Mo Chen in front.

And Mo Chen, who had already learned from Lang Yuetu's words what big trouble he had caused, also did not intend to let go of these people on the other side at this time.

Since he took off his turban angrily and revealed his long hair, it showed that only one of himself and the group of people opposite could be left today, which also showed the killing intent in Mo Chen's heart at this time.

Seeing the arrows thrown from a high place falling densely, Mo Chen stepped on the ground and threw himself forward.

With just one step and one forward pounce, Mo Chen's figure flew out more than thirty steps away, avoiding the landing points of all arrows. Then Mo Chen made another swoop, and he made a close encounter with the soldiers who were rushing up.

"Bang"

"Click"

Mo Chen punched a soldier in front of him in the chest, and the soldier who was hit in the chest by Mo Chen suddenly threw it backwards as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and then smashed down a soldier behind him.

"Poof"

The powerful power contained in Mo Chen's fist, even though it was transmitted to the body of the soldier who was hit through the weakening of the thick armor, still hit his chest and died.

Then before the group of soldiers in front of him could react, Mo Chen threw three more punches in a row, each punch brought out a soldier figure who was spurting blood and throwing it backwards.

The moment the two sides first came into contact, Mo Chen quickly threw four punches, killing four soldiers.

Even though each of these soldiers was wearing hard armor, under Mo Chen's fist, the hard armor could not protect their lives.

It was only at this time that these ordinary soldiers who swung their knives and slashed at Mo Chen as soon as they approached, and the long knives in their hands could be slashed in front of Mo Chen.

Five or six long knives slashed towards Mo Chen with fierce force, and the air flow brought out by the long knife when it was swung had already swept into Mo Chen's face, as if in the next second, countless wounds could be cut on Mo Chen's body.

However, for Mo Chen, the knife chopped by such an ordinary person, whether it is speed or strength, is not worth mentioning in Mo Chen's eyes.

At this time, as long as he retreated gently, he could not only avoid the slashing of the long knife, but also avoid being surrounded by the soldiers next to him and confined to a small area to besiege the unfavorable situation.

However, Mo Chen did not retreat a single step, in order to kill these soldiers to the greatest extent and as quickly as possible, and kill the young generals behind them, Mo Chen would only rush to the middle of the crowd, how could he retreat?

Although these knives were chopped down at the same time, under Mo Chen's spiritual vision lobster, the speed and strength of each knife were slightly different, and there was also a gap between the knives.

So under the guidance of the spiritual vision, Mo Chen's body shook slightly, and he dodged the five or six blades that were slashed at the same time by a fraction of a millimeter.

Then Mo Chen's hands turned in a semicircle, and his arms were like long whips, swinging forward from both sides to the middle.

"Smack"

Mo Chen waved his arms and flicked at the same time to attack the head and face of the soldiers in the row in front of him, because the speed was too fast, there should have been several sounds converging into one.

"Click"

And the soldier who was thrown to the head and face by Mo Chen's whip hand, his head turned back with a click under the fierce force, and he turned back for most of the time, not only was his head beaten by the fierce force, but even his neck was twisted and broken, and he couldn't die anymore immediately.

Although several soldiers were killed in one blow, at the same time, Mo Chen was inevitably surrounded by the surging soldiers and gathered in a small circle.

Then these soldiers who surrounded Mo Chen swung their knives and slashed at the same time, and at one time, more than a dozen long knives slashed down from all directions at the same time, as if Mo Chen was going to die under the chaotic knives in the next moment.

However, not to mention that these soldiers are just ordinary people, whether it is speed and strength, they are countless times worse than Mo Chen in any aspect, such an attack just looks scary, but in fact, it has no effect on Mo Chen.

Not to mention that Mo Chen has always had a spiritual vision covering his body, even if Mo Chen's physical fitness is the same as theirs, under the insightful observation of spiritual vision, Mo Chen can also deal with this situation effortlessly.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Facing the long knife that slashed down at the same time, Mo Chen just punched a few times in a row, and the fierce fist power instantly killed the few soldiers who were swinging the knife in front of him, and then Mo Chen took a step forward, standing in the original position of these soldiers, and easily avoided this siege.

Next, Mo Chen just kept swinging his fists, swinging his fists, occasionally shaking his body slightly, dodging a few attacks by a fraction of a millimeter, and the group of soldiers besieging him were constantly killed and knocked away.

Even though Mo Chen was bare-handed, each of the soldiers surrounding him was stubborn.

However, Mo Chen, who was surrounded by the crowd, was like a tiger entering a flock, or a giant besieged by a circle of young children, Mo Chen could easily harvest the life of a soldier with a punch and kick, and at the same time beat their corpses upside down and flew out.

It wasn't so much that these people were besieging Mo Chen, it was better to say that Mo Chen was slaughtering these ordinary soldiers with extreme efficiency. Not long after the battle, a small half of this group of soldiers was killed under Mo Chen's efficient slaughter.

If it weren't for the fact that this group of soldiers was Lang Yuetu's personal guard, each of them was a banner person, and their lives were pinned on Lang Yuetu, then when so many people besieged one person, the casualties were so heavy, and the other party was still unharmed, they would have been defeated and fled by now.

It's just that even though these soldiers haven't fled, the soldiers who are still surrounding Mo Chen are no longer like at the beginning, they don't hesitate to make up for every death they die, and they continue to swing their knives and cut them down without hesitation.

At this time, the circle around Mo Chen was getting bigger and bigger, and the soldiers' movements had already been noticeably hesitant.

At this moment, more than 20 people who were divided out by Lang Yuetu at the beginning finally came back on horseback.

Thundered

Thundered

With the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, the group of cavalry rushed towards them on galloping horses.

The rider on the horse raised the long knife in his hand, and the galloping horses rushed towards the besieging Mo Chen with unrivaled momentum with strong kinetic energy.

At the same time, the soldiers who surrounded Mo Chen in a circle also tacitly let go of the two gaps in the front and back that allowed the horse team to pass, and at the same time surrounded other directions, so that Mo Chen had to face this team of horses rushing at great speed and charging with the momentum that could break through all obstacles.