Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 773 Fighting
The fire was extinguished, and the forest was instantly enveloped in darkness.

The sound of horseshoes came from the west of the Shaoqing camp. The horse team stopped three hundred yards away from the camp, and then slowly moved towards the campfire...

Sigh—————The arrow feathers that pierced the sky shot at the pitch-black tent.

"Ula-Ula--" After a wave of arrow feathers, the leader pulled out the scimitar from his waist and roared loudly.

Dozens of cavalry got the orders and rushed towards the pitch-black camp. The soldiers in front slashed open one side of the tent with a knife, and the soldiers behind stabbed in with a knife.

"Leader, no—ah!" The soldier rushed to nothing, and said to the leader who was standing at the edge of the camp to supervise the battle. Before he finished speaking, there was an extra crossbow on his neck.

In an instant, there were movements from the south and north of the camp. The leader knew he had been ambushed, and ran towards the horse while yelling incomprehensible words.

"Old Lu, you, Wu Peng, and Lao Ke protect Master Gu! Let's go meet these Cossacks." Xie Xinghua threw away his hand crossbow, pulled out his saber from his waist, and rushed over.

"Don't worry!" Lu Fuming stood up leaning on his saber, and guarded Gu Jia and the others together with Wu Peng and Ke Yunfei.

"Xie Qianhu, you have to be careful." Gu Jia also stood up and instructed.

"Hahaha!" Xie Xinghua cupped his hands at Gu Jia, and rushed over with eight or nine of his men with a loud laugh.

The pitch-black woodland instantly turned into a battlefield. Xie Xinghua opened and closed the steel Yanling saber in his hand, and ran to harvest the panic-stricken Cossacks.

The Cossacks were just assassinating. They had seen the fighting power of this group of Ming people. Now that the mission failed, they had no intention of fighting. The Cossack leader had already mounted his horse at this time. He looked back at his subordinates and fled westward. go.

Seeing this, Zhai Chu gave up the enemy in front of him and ran straight towards the Cossack leader.

Under the faint moonlight, Zhai Chu's body was as light as a swallow, and the bushes and thorns in the forest were not enough to stop him at all. Instead, the leader on the horse was flustered and clumsy in the forest.

Closer, closer.

Zhai Chu had already seen the terrified expression of the Cossack, he took a deep breath and flew forward, slashed on the horse's hind leg, and the horse immediately fell to the ground with a mournful cry...

After about half a quarter of an hour, the forest returned to calm again.

"Jie Qianhu, Yu Liang is injured." A soldier walked towards the camp with Yu Liang on his back.

Yu Liang's left arm was stabbed, and it seemed that the injury was not serious.

"Understood, let's go to the tent to bandage first, is anyone else injured? Where's Zhai Chu?" Xie Xinghua counted the number of people and found that there were fewer people, and his voice suddenly changed.

This place is three thousand miles away from Daming, enemies are everywhere, and anything can happen.

"Zhang Xingzhi and Sun Changle's minor injuries are fine. Everyone else is fine. Zongqi Zhai... It was too messy just now, so I didn't notice it." Cheng Datou supported Yu Liang.

"I saw General Zhai Zhai chasing him towards the west." Yu Liang endured the pain and turned around and said something.

"Old Zhai, what we agreed is a collective action, your uncle's! Hurry up to treat the wound, Lao Wu will go find it with me, and the rest will clean up the battlefield!" Xie Xinghua waved his hand at Wu Peng, and walked westward with his saber in his hand. .

But before he had gone far, he saw Wu Peng dragging a Cossack coming from a distance.

"Old Zhai! Your uncle, who told you to run there alone?" Xie Xinghua ran over anxiously.

"Hehe, it's okay. I saw that the leader wanted to run away, so I followed without thinking too much." Zhai Chu said embarrassedly.

These days, he has been hunted down by the secret agents of the Raksha Kingdom. There is no one in the team who is not depressed, and Zhai Chu is also wondering what the group of Cossacks are going to do.

"Not dead, I knocked him out." Zhai Chu pointed to the dead dog-like Cossack on the ground.

The three of them then carried the captives towards the camp.

The bonfire was lit again, and the Cossack captives were chained to the trunk of a dead tree.

"Father Yule, let me ask, you will be our interpreter." Xie Xinghua said to Hoffman Yule, who knew Yule's Raksha language.

After getting Yule's affirmative answer, Xie Xinghua clamped the saber around the neck of the Cossack.

"How many people do you have left? Why are you hunting us down? Is the Raksha Kingdom trying to start a new war?" Time was running out, Xie Xinghua didn't have time to waste time with this prisoner, and he didn't even bother to ask for his name.

But who would have thought that the Cossack didn't care about Xie Xinghua at all, instead he twisted his neck and closed his eyes.

"Your uncle, you don't have to drink a toast." Xie Xinghua came up angrily and struck the Cossack's left foot with a knife, cutting off all the rootless toes.

"Aw—" the Cossack struggled in pain and screamed.

"I'll ask again, how many people do you have, why are you hunting us down?" Xie Xinghua patiently wiped the blood from the knife on the Cossack's pants.

But the Cossack struggled wildly in pain, and he didn't want to listen. Xie Xinghua raised his knife and slashed at his right foot again. This time it was quiet, and the prisoner fainted from the pain.

"Xie Qianhu, this... this is too inhumane, too inhumane, I protest!" Yule on the side couldn't stand it anymore, he was a Catholic, and he was born to persuade people to be kind and believe in their Lord. In his opinion, this Daming Qianhu surnamed Xie is too cruel.

"We are saving your lives, Father Yule, just translate it for us." Xie Xinghua didn't take Yule's words to heart at all. He didn't pay attention to any of these bearded priests.

Xie Xinghua woke up the prisoner by urinating, and put the knife on his neck again.

"If you don't talk about it, I should cut off your hand. After cutting off your hand, it will be your leg. After cutting off your push, it will be your arm." After Xie Xinghua finished speaking, he motioned for Yule to translate his words to the Cossack.

Yu Le wanted to persuade him at first, but Xie Xinghua immediately glared at him, and Yu Le frantically repeated the original words in Rakshasa language.

The Cossack shrank his hands when he heard the words, showed a terrified expression, and said a lot to Yule.

"He said that the Ming people had invaded their territory, and Lord Vasili ordered to eliminate all the Ming people. They thought we were spies sent by the Ming Dynasty.

They have a military camp three hundred miles away from here, and there are tens of thousands of Rakshasa soldiers stationed there. If the assassination fails this time, Lord Vasily will definitely send more people to encircle us.

He said he hoped you would let him go, he wanted to go home. "

Yu Le also panicked after hearing this. Although he is not from Daming, the Raksha people don't think so.

"Bah! Don't be ashamed to say it, do you know how many people I have in Daming?" Xie Xinghua said disdainfully.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, we'll take you home right now." After speaking, he slit the Cossack's throat with a slash of the saber.

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　Thanks to book friend Feifeifei for the very beautiful giant rabbit 15, and the 100 taels for the reward of lighting up the lamp and watching the ax while drunk.

　　
　
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