Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 394 Long live
"Are you going to kill dirt boys?"

When the old man with a broken arm heard their conversation, he came up to ask after being shocked.

"To tell you the truth, I am the bodyguard of the Imperial Battalion of the Son of Heaven. I just came to Shuzhong from the east of Zhejiang. This time I was on a business trip to Hanzhong. Unexpectedly, I encountered a group of local thugs who wanted to eat people. How could I turn a blind eye to it. "

"Are you really going?"

The old man kindly persuaded, "There are 50 of them. I was a prisoner in the Yellow Thieves before. I know that this is a small team. There are only four of you. Two fists are no match for four hands."

Zhang Dapeng was full of confidence, "Attack at night, even though there are only four people, I'm not afraid."

More than a dozen Sichuan people are all disabled, missing arms, noses, eyes and ears. They have all been tortured by yellow thieves and have always been afraid of yellow thieves. Saying that he is the emperor's guard, and he is going to kill the local rioters, he also admires him in his heart.

"The old man's name is Zhao Xian. Half of his body is going to be buried in the soil. The whole family was killed by the local thugs and thieves. You kill the local thugs and bring me." The old man with the broken arm gritted his teeth, "Although I only have one It is only one hand, but it can also kill thieves." The old man mentioned a She knife he was carrying.

The She knife is simple, and it is a common tool used by the people. It is used for farming in the mountains and rivers. The one with a short handle is called a She knife, and it can be worn with trousers. If it is equipped with a long handle, it is a simple knife.

The one with the short handle hung on the waist is a hatchet commonly used by the people.

The old man escaped from Sichuan, and only this one hand defense weapon can open the way and protect him.

"Killing thieves and suppressing bandits is the responsibility of our soldiers. Old man, you are just ordinary people with disabilities. Please wait here for news."

The old man took off the knife, "Although I only have one hand left, I can still cut people. Take us with you."

Several other disabled old men also stood up, expressing their willingness to kill the thieves together.

"Those loess rioters are not human at all. How many people in Sichuan died at their hands. We all have blood feuds with them. Today, some military masters are going to suppress bandits and thieves, and we have to go with them."

Without Zhang Dapeng and the others, they would definitely stay away from them, but now that there are strong men and warriors taking the lead, they all mustered up their courage.

Even the disabled women in the team had to go with them.

They also have a deep hatred with the bullies.

The local thugs have been doing disasters in northern Sichuan and Dongheng for more than ten years. How many people have been looted and how many places have been harmed? At first when they were weak, they only engaged in looting and kidnapping, but in recent years, they Already known as more than ten thousand people, they dared to attack the city and seize it, and even plundered people and ate them directly when money and food were getting harder and harder to grab.

In comparison, the officers and soldiers are only forced to collect apportionments, but it is better than directly tying people up to share food.

After some discussion, Zhang Dapeng saw that everyone was full of indignation and wanted to kill the thief for revenge, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Since you want to kill thieves together, it's okay, but there is one thing, you have to follow my command."

The night was dark.

Zhang Dapeng quickly made some arrangements, Yang Wei and Ma Liang still played forward, he brought five seemingly stronger Chuanmin to follow, and Liu Chengzu led the remaining few weaker Chuanmin to follow.

They walked carefully in the mountains under the darkness of night.

The mountain was cold in spring, but everyone held their breath and groped forward cautiously.

There are a few dim stars in the sky, and the crescent moon is half hidden behind the clouds.

The howling of wolves came from the mountain.

They followed Yang Wei and Ma Liang, and walked quietly all the way to the camp of the yellow thieves. Far away, there was a smell of meat in the wind.

Zhang Dapeng's face changed drastically, "Could it be that these damned yellow thieves are already cooking human flesh?"

"Maybe."

"hurry up."

Zhang Dapeng quickened his pace, and soon came to the stream at the foot of the mountain against the wind, and saw a bonfire from a distance.

There were several tents standing by the stream, and someone was talking.

In the silence of the night, the voices of words drifted far away with the wind, and Zhang Dapeng could hear their wanton laughter.

There were some cries for mercy in the wind.

The one-armed old man whispered beside him, "Those who laugh wantonly speak with a northern Shaanxi accent, and those who cry and beg for mercy speak with a northern Sichuan accent. It must be that the yellow thieves plunder people from Sichuan and want to eat them."

After confirming, Zhang Dapeng became more and more angry.

How can people eat people?

Even the Manchurian Tartars are not so vicious.

These damn guys.

He took off his bow, took out the feathered arrows from the quiver, and gestured to Yang Wei, Ma Liang, and Liu Chengzu. The four of them here are officers and soldiers, and they are all guards in the Sichuan-Shaanxi camp.

"Touch first, get closer, use arrows and knives, be as careful as possible, and use firearms last."

All four of them carried bows, arrows, knives, and firecrackers, but with four versus fifty, Zhang Dapeng planned to sneak up and kill a few first.

After observing carefully from a distance for a while, Zhang Dapeng found that these yellow thieves were crazy.

This team of thieves camped by the stream, only set up a few tents, and then lit a few fires, with no defense at all, neither fences nor horses, let alone other things.

But Zhang Dapeng was still observing carefully.

He is already a veteran of many battles, and he will not take the enemy lightly.

Finally, he found the enemy's scouts, one at the upper and lower sides of the camp stream, hidden in the dark, huddled under the trees, it was really hard to find without looking carefully, but the two of them obviously didn't pay much attention.

He gestured to Yang Wei, indicating that the four should divide into two teams, and touch them first to deal with the two sentries.

Zhang Dapeng touched it carefully.

When approaching the sentry, the other party seemed to have noticed something.

"Who?"

"Third brother, I thought you were asleep. The fish is cooked, so let's put a bowl for you."

A figure came over.

A person also came out from the shadow under the tree, "I thought you guys forgot me by drinking fish soup, this damn weather, it's early spring, but it's still so cold."

"Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, this fish soup is good."

"It smells really good."

"It's a pity that we didn't catch a few fish. Let's get together and have a bowl of fish soup first, then kill a few people and roast them to eat."

"I'm tired of eating human flesh every day, why can't I catch more fish?"

"How can it be so easy to catch, the water is also cold, and we don't have a net, so it's good to get these few."

They talk about each other with each other.

At this time, Zhang Dapeng and Liu Chengzu had approached quietly, Zhang Dapeng was holding a strong bow, and so was Liu Chengzu.

Dapeng gestured to him
After Liu Chengzu nodded to indicate receipt, Dapeng tensed the bowstring a few steps away, and shot an arrow at it, and Liu Chengzu on the other side also shot it.

The two arrows were fired almost simultaneously.

The bowstring rang, and the sharp arrow pierced through the air.

The two thieves became alert and turned their heads to watch.

But it was too late.

Both arrows hit their respective targets.

The bowl of fragrant fish soup fell from the thief's hand and hit the ground with a loud noise, but it was mostly covered by the wind.

The two thieves rushed and snorted, and both fell to the ground with arrows.

The distance was very close, and the two arrows hit the vital points directly, without giving them the slightest chance to dodge or shout.

The two fell to the ground.

Zhang Dapeng and Liu Chengzu came forward cautiously, and directly wiped the neck of the fallen thief with a knife. After repairing the knife, they quickly searched the body again.

Ma Liang and Yang Wei on the other side also successfully dealt with the sentry who was still curled up and dozed off in the cold wind.

The three thieves were solved quietly, and the start went smoothly, and everyone was very happy.

He quickly adjusted his breathing.

They retracted the arrows they shot and continued to touch the camp.

Four arrows shot out, and the four thieves fell to the ground.

When one of the thieves was hit by an arrow, he toppled a bucket next to him and made a noise.

"what happened?"

Someone asked and came over.

Zhang Dapeng shot an arrow at that person.

"what!"

A scream resounded through the camp, the arrow failed to kill him, he clutched his wound and ran away screaming.

The camp was shocked.

Seeing that the sneak attack had been discovered, Zhang Dapeng simply pulled out the Qi Dao at his waist. With the 1.5-meter-long Qi Dao in his hand, Zhang Dapeng shouted, "Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live the emperor!"

Then, like a tiger descending from a mountain, it rushed towards the thief.

Yang Wei also drew out the Qi knife from his waist, shouted Long Live, and rushed towards the thief.

And Liu Chengzu and Ma Liang, who came from Shizhu Qin Liangyu's white-armed soldiers, took off the white-armed spears they were carrying, gripped the long spears tightly, and charged behind.

Qi Dao sliced ​​through the sky like a white sword.

Zhang Dapeng is tall and burly, with this Qi knife in his hand, he is even more powerful and powerful.

A thief hastily drew his sword to fight.

But Zhang Dapeng had already jumped up in the air, holding a knife and jumping to chop.

The sharp Qi Dao is a royal-style knife made by Zhoushan Dao Factory.

This kind of knife is sharper than ordinary knives, especially longer, with a total length of 1.5 meters.

Can be single-handed or double-handed.

Qi knives made by Zhoushan Knife Factory are full of materials and well-made. They are all made of tools with excellent technology and strict inspection standards. Every knife can be called a high-quality product.

The thief hastily drew his sword to meet him.

Qi Dao slashed down with a piercing sound.

Slashed with a knife.

Gold and iron.

Qi knife cut off the waist knife of the yellow thief, and cut off his Tianling cover.

With one strike, he beheaded one person.

Zhang Dapeng quickly withdrew his knife and rushed towards another thief.

With a sweep of the knife, the thief couldn't react in time, his waist and abdomen had been cut wide by the knife, his intestines flowed out, and blood spattered everywhere.

Zhang Dapeng drew his sword and rushed to the next one.

At this time, Zhang Xian and other old men with broken arms also rushed up with She Dao, full of anger and hatred, followed the unstoppable Zhang Dapeng and the other four, and beat the dog in the water.

"Long live Daming!"

Dapeng made another jumping cut, chopping down a tall and thin boy who looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old. When the boy fell down, his eyes were wide open, and the knife in his hand was raised high, but he couldn't. cut off.

There was a moment of loss in my heart.

But soon Dapeng regained his sanity. He remembered that these people in front of him were all vicious yellow thieves. Zhang Xian said that he had seen young thieves among the yellow thieves with his own eyes, and they also took pleasure in killing people.

No yellow thief is innocent, not even a teenager.

Zhang Dapeng and Yang Wei, like the fierce tiger down the mountain, was unstoppable. Even those disabled old men from Sichuan were very fierce, and their screams echoed by the stream.

a long time.

The creek was quiet again.

The wind was filled with the smell of blood, fifty yellow thieves had been killed by them.

On the nearby tree, a family of eight was kidnapped and tied up, and they were already stunned by shock, unable to speak a word.

(End of this chapter)