Zhenlongting

Chapter 42
Zhang Kun touched the hillside, and tore off the scholar's white robe, revealing a short gray black dress underneath.

The body shape seems to blend into the wind, lightly step on the feet, and sprint around the tree...

After a while, we arrived at the flattened hillside.

The trees here are much thinner, and there are fewer shrubs and weeds.

Zhang Kun slowed down and touched it quietly.

Fortunately, the bandits may be overconfident, or they may not have expected that someone would sneak into the caravan and go straight to the rear, and did not arrange many patrols at all.

'I'm really thinking too much, it's not a strong army, it's just some ferocious and fighting desperadoes. Naturally, there won't be too high requirements in terms of discipline.Even if someone is arranged to guard it, it may not be strictly enforced. '

He quietly lay behind the tree, his breathing slowed down, the color of his clothes blended well with the bark, and he was not inconspicuous at all.

Not far away, a man with a knife put down the knife, went to the side to finish draining the water, gave a shiver, smiled and said to the man leaning on the grass next to him, "Tell me, will the Yuanshun Escort Bureau put the surname on the ground?" Hand over Zhang's kid? That kid is really a tiger, he dared to kill our third-in-command in the city, and I don't know what he was thinking?"

"Do they dare not hand in people?"

The other half-closed his eyes, patted the long knife beside him, and sneered, "Don't look at these escort bureaus in the city, all of them have loud names. When they see our masters, they don't get involved like grandsons. What they eat It’s just this bowl of rice, if you don’t establish a good relationship, if you just find something for them on the road, you will lose your reputation, and it will be difficult to do business in the future.”

"Yes, they are businessmen, haha..."

The two laughed for a while, and the man came back after releasing the water, "If it was before, we would have to worry that the Great Sword King Wu would break into the stronghold and take revenge, which would be very difficult to deal with. Now it is different, with those treasures, even if Even if the government sends troops, they can resist for a while and retreat to the deep mountains."

"Yeah, I don't know how the heads of foreigners grow. Foreign guns are easier to use than court shotguns. You don't need to change bullets or ignite. Just pull it and it will be fired one after another. One person can suppress an elite army." People and horses... this time the Yuanshun Escort must have to give in, I heard that the two masters are going to light the sky lantern for that kid surnamed Zhang, I want to see what this newborn calf looks like?"

The man rested his hands on the back of his head, crossed his legs, and was lying on a recline. He squinted his eyes and chatted and farted while biting the grass roots. He was very comfortable, and a voice rang in his ears.

"You can see it now."

He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the partner who had just finished draining the water turned his head around, stared at him with rounded eyes, but his body did not turn around.

The neck has been twisted into a twist.

And beside him, there was a young man in gray clothes, with his palm retracted from the top of his head.

The lying man suddenly straightened his upper body and opened his mouth to shout.

With a cold light like lightning, a long knife had been pierced through his mouth, passed through the back of his neck, and nailed him to the tree trunk.

"This knife, steel fire is not bad."

Zhang Kun twisted one man's neck, spit out a groove, swung his knife straight in, and stabbed another bandit swordsman to death...

With the knife in hand, he weighed it lightly and danced lightly, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

After observing for a while, he found that, except for the two swordsmen who were supposed to be wandering around the hillside, there were about a dozen other people lying in ambush in two piles, just staring blankly at them. down the mountain.

Some carried crossbows, while others carried guns.

Naturally, the gun was not the "continuous fire" gun that Qu Zishou said, but a long dark yellow wooden strip with a black barrel and bolt mechanism on it.

Most importantly, he even discovered that someone was cleaning the gun, pulling the bolt, and loading it...

'Pull it, take a shot? '

Having watched a lot of old movies, Zhang Kun naturally understood what was going on with the rifle at this time.

If you let them focus their fire on aiming, then only they can hit people, and others can't hit them.

But what if you touch the crowd?
What will happen again.

'It's not much better than a fire stick. '

The corner of Zhang Kun's mouth curled up into a sneering smile, and the attribute bar in his mind flashed slightly. The column of Liuhe Daoshu changed from "proficient" to proficient, and there was only a little dragon energy left.

The long knife in his hand seemed to become lighter, and the connection with his arm was deeper.

It seemed as if he had cut thousands of knives... The memories of five or six years of practice with knives flooded his mind.

'It's very handy, with great strength, without any unfamiliar barriers, and can strike from all directions.Straight thrusts, horizontal cuts, oblique teasing... all things are as good as you want. '

"Proficient in the realm of swordsmanship, in the Jianghu, it should be regarded as a powerful swordsman."With a knife in hand, the attack power is more than doubled. '

Zhang Kun's fingers moved slightly, and with the flash of the knife, three fallen leaves were cut in half silently.

'Having weapons is not the same as not having weapons.This kind of knife movement speed, plus the strength of the whole body, even if you meet Luo Wei's level of dark energy again, it is not impossible to fight. '

Of course, the premise is that the opponent is empty-handed.

That's actually pretty good.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and walked away with the knife.

One style pulls weeds to look for snakes, pierces through the forest like an arrow, the knife flashes continuously, and cuts six times horizontally.

shhhhhh...

There was a slight howling of the knife in the forest, piercing people's soul.

Cutting flesh, breaking bones, spurting blood, and screaming and screaming sounded one after another.

The seven crossbowmen were either standing or sitting, or crouching down to watch the mountain. When the light of the knife came on, they turned around quickly and aimed at Zhang Kun.There has long been a sharp edge passing through the throat, cutting across the neck...

The last one shot the short crossbow in his hand indiscriminately, his chest hurt, his heart was pierced by a knife, and he fell limp to the ground.

bah bah...

blah blah blah!
The gunshot was like popping beans, shaking the mountain birds, and the leaves fell.

The seven gunmen obviously reacted, turned their guns around, and pulled the trigger.

The response is actually not too slow.

However, the empty mountain in front of him was silent, except for the seven bodies of crossbowmen with decapitated or broken chests twitching in place, there were no figures to be seen.

"is behind……"

"Spread away, disperse quickly."

The sound of tearing and cutting the blade into the body followed.

Halfway through the shouting, the voices stopped abruptly.

The light of the knife jumped vertically and horizontally, and a cold light gleamed in the eyes of a figure, pounced and slashed... close to the body, back to back, shuttling between several gunmen, and would never stay in place for more than half a second.

"Disperse..."

The last shooter was full of fear. As soon as he raised the gun and didn't exert any force on his fingers, he felt that he had already flown into the air.

The sky, mountains and forests were spinning and shaking, and the eyes were plunged into darkness.

"For martial arts masters, as long as they break into the gun formation, killing these ordinary bandits is like cutting melons and vegetables... I don't know, what are they afraid of?"

Zhang Kun sneered.

He will not be like those masters in this world who immerse themselves in training and don't care about world affairs. They don't know anything about foreign guns and only know how to stand still and block.

They will not be afraid of foreign guns like those bodyguards in the bodyguard bureau.

He has a very detailed understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of this rifle, and knows how to use his strengths to restrain the opponent's weaknesses.

It's easy to fight.

There are only a dozen people in the area, with short crossbows and long spears... So, kill the crossbowman first to prevent the opponent from turning around quickly.

And what about the long gun?

When I really rushed into the crowd of them and became a mess, I didn't know where the gun was fired.

They don't die, who dies?
Two points of dragon energy, like light and shadow, gathered from two directions down the mountain.

One point came not far away, it was in the caravan, I don't know who it was?

Maybe it was because the family members were killed by the bandits, or maybe they were deprived of their property, and they felt resentful towards the bandits.At this time, when the gunshot was heard, there was silence immediately. Although I may not really understand what happened on the mountain, I must have guessed it.

The source of another point of dragon energy, in fact, has long been expected.

It came from not far from the city gate, I don't know who is from the Yuanshun Escort...

It might be Wu Zhongda, it might be Li Xiaowan, or it might be Wang Jingya.

Of course, it could be someone else...

Li Xiaowan is a smart girl, after she left, she would definitely lead the "main combat faction" of Yuanshun Escort Bureau to spy on them intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

I don't know if other bodyguards will take action, but people like Wang Jingya, her brothers, and Wu Zhongda will definitely come.

Needless to say a word, it can lead to a front and rear flanking situation.

This is the tacit understanding between Zhang Kun and Li Xiaowan...

It is also the trust in Wang Jingya.

At the foot of the mountain, the large group of bandits has become a mess at this time...

Some people shouted loudly, some people rushed left and right, and dispatched people.

Dozens of bandits brandished knives, held up spears, and held axes, shouting to kill on the hillside.

Zhao She stepped onto the black horse, pointed his gun at the sky, and roared, "Who, who is...Kill him."

The crossbowman and gunman on the hillside behind him were silent, Zhao She felt cold and yelled that something was wrong.

He brought a large team of people. Regardless of his grandeur, it was not actually how strong he was.Is it because they have figured out exactly what the escorts of Yuanshun Escorts are thinking, and what are they worried about?
The real reliance is of course not his own peak strength of forging bones, and his snake-like spear skills, let alone the few masters of the joint force realm under his command, but those foreign guns and hard crossbows.

As long as you have this "big killer" in hand, you can suppress those bodyguards so that they dare not come out to fight, advance and retreat freely, and don't worry about bad results at all.

but……

Hearing this movement, the ambush soldiers on the mountain were taken over by someone, how can we continue playing like this?
He was anxious in his heart, clapped his horse and swung his gun at the first moment, and led hundreds of bandits to rush down the hillside.

Along the way, he stabbed to death a few caravan civilians who were hiding a little slower, with murderous looks on his face.

"It came just fine."

With a thought in Zhang Kun's mind, he improved.

Consuming two points of dragon energy, the Liuhe knife technique will go from proficient to small success...

Ten years of life and death, never letting go of cold and heat, knife skills piercing to the bone, flesh and blood connected.

Memories poured into my heart, and the blood-drinking long knife in my hand seemed to give birth to blood vessels and meridians to unite with myself.

This knife is the arm;
This knife is life.

Feeling the rare harmony and fit between humans and swords, Zhang Kun felt a sense of pride in his heart.

With the knife behind him, his figure pierced through the forest and broken leaves like lightning, and went straight down the hillside...

Facing the large group of bandits, rush up to meet them.

I have a knife in my hand, no matter how many enemies there are in front of me, it's just a bid to sell the first.

(End of this chapter)