mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 353 Battlefield Bong Disco No.1

The wolf cave is very hidden, Zhao Chuanxin got out of the foliage at the entrance of the cave, and the two mercenaries outside did not find him.

In order not to startle the enemy, he didn't use a gun, but just raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning came along.

Hit one person, chained to the second person.

The remodeled Thor's Hammer is so easy to use, the power of this arrow-shaped lightning is only half of the original, but at close range, it is easy to chain two people.

They fell without a sound, their clothes scorched, and the air smelled of moss and singeing after the rain.

Zhao Chuanxin went over to check, and took away the weapons and ammunition of the two of them, as well as a little money.

When she returned to the wolf den, Wilhelmina was terrified.

"They left?"

"Yes, they are gone, very peaceful, half familiar." Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "You get dressed, we are going back."

Hearing that she was leaving, Wilhelmina paused.

The shabby and simple wolf cave has carried too many happy memories.

"Here, it should be very dangerous outside."

Zhao Chuanxin pretended not to understand: "Yes, if they have a sixth sense, they should feel that a crisis is coming."

"..."

Wilhelmina gritted her teeth and patted his chest: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Haha..." Zhao Chuanxin said with a hippie smile, "Damn it, if Lu Bu doesn't come out, anyone dares to be number one in the world. It's time to show real skills."

After Wilhelmina got dressed helplessly, Zhao Chuanxin took her by the hand and walked out of the wolf den.

Only when Wilhelmina saw the two burnt corpses on the ground did she understand what Zhao Chuanxin meant by "rarely done".

She walked around in fear.

……

Luis Verveld spent all his patience in endless rainy pursuits.

He was holding a gun, chewing tobacco leaves, and spat a mouthful of dark yellow liquid viciously on the ground, looking disgusting.

Others dodged one after another, fearing that they would not be able to avoid it.

"Damn it, this cowboy is as timid as a mouse, and he doesn't know which hole he's hiding in."

"Colonel Wellweed, I think he should have fled north, maybe he has fled to Canada."

"Fart! I got shot twice, how can I not know? Even if he is not dead, his skin is peeling off at this time, let alone a long journey. They are all useless, more than 40 people, and they can't catch a single person. "

The man didn't dare to answer.

It's just that when he turned his head, he curled his lips, obviously disapproving of his confidence.

Walking in the woods after the rain is very painful, the dew is huge, if you don't pay attention, it hits the tree trunk, there is a splash, and the dense water drops fall and you will be poured all over your body.

Suddenly, a man ran back: "Colonel, two of us died. Their bodies were charred and injured by some kind of weapon."

Luis Verveld immediately thought of the scene of being bombarded by Zhao Chuanxin's lightning that day.

He cheered up: "It's a very powerful weapon that can discharge electricity. It must be him. It's nearby. Let's chase it."

……

Zhao Chuanxuan took Wilhelmina out of the forest and came to the pasture.

He said: "The enemy is most likely to appear behind, so you go in front."

Wilhelmina obediently ran ahead.

The direction Zhao Chuanxin is heading towards is old Wesley's dilapidated house.

He said that he would let the apprentice live and die, but in fact he was very worried.

Wilhelmina probably understood what he was thinking, and persuaded him, "We should go to town. I haven't told you yet. I'm Kurdex, who came with Mrs. Edith Roosevelt."

"Who?" Zhao Chuanxin didn't recognize him. "Your girlfriend?"

"What girlfriend? You don't know the first lady?"

Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback.

Da Luo's wife?

"Hehe, last time I wished her husband a Merry Christmas in advance, I don't know if I received it."

This is the enemy.

"I think it's safer for us to go to the town, and I will find a way to send someone to find your apprentice."

"You stupid, why don't you understand? If you are a real queen, then things should have escalated by now. But you can't even see a ghost here, so you still can't figure it out?"

Wilhelmina was stunned: "You mean? These people are so daring enough to kill Edith Roosevelt too? This is terrible!"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about her life or death.

He shrugged: "Perhaps, but I guess, these lunatics have at least sealed off the surrounding area, so that the news can't get out or come in."

Wilhelmina was horrified.

She couldn't figure out how Americans could be so bold.

No matter what hatred there is with Zhao Chuanxin, it is too exaggerated to block a town.

She obviously didn't know the cold blood of capitalists.

Let alone blockade a town, for the sake of wealth, they will not hesitate to start a war, causing blood to flow into rivers.

at this time,

boom!
Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

"Get down quickly."

Without his reminding, Wilhelmina got down skillfully.

Over there, Luis Velvedra bolts and reloads.

He grinned grimly and said, "Look, I said I could catch up with him. Let him bleed a little more."

However, everyone looked around and found that Zhao Chuanxin, who was standing in the grass, hadn't fallen.

Instead, they turned around and began a dance they had never seen before.

There are many war dances in the world.

The war dances of the Vikings, the war dances of Brazil, the haka of the Maori, the hula dances of the Kanakas, the bayu dances of ancient China...but it's clearly not any of them.

"What is he doing?"

Louis Verveld even forgot to chew tobacco, and his eyes widened: "Others call me a lunatic, but I think this cowboy is crazier than me. I've never seen anyone dancing on the battlefield."

He didn't believe in evil, raised his gun, and aimed.

boom!
With this shot, he was sure to hit the target, but he didn't even interrupt the opponent's dance.

boom!
keep jumping.

boom!
Finally stopped dancing.

This is beyond Luis Verveld's common sense.

He couldn't believe it: "This is impossible, he should be dead."

Others were also shocked: "My God, what is he doing? Is he immortal?"

Everyone saw that the man suddenly had a gun in his hand.

In an instant, Luis Verveld felt his hair stand on end, which was a sign of danger.

He bowed his head for a moment and hid behind the bunker.

boom!
A mercenary next to him was shot in the forehead and his skull was overturned.

Luis Verveld's pupils shrank suddenly.

Only then did he realize that the person who was ambushed and beaten by him was also a sharpshooter!

The rest of the people have become shrinking turtles.

There is a person who does not believe in evil and wants to quickly look up.

The head just popped out of the cover.

boom!
Fall down.

Luis Verveld gasped.

This kind of marksmanship is fiercer than him!
He also took out a small mirror, wrapped it around a branch, and slowly lifted it up to check.

He saw the man running towards where they were.

"Crazy, this person is an out-and-out lunatic!"

Luis Verveld yelled, "Get up and shoot him!"

With that said, he got up first and fired a shot.

Seeing that he was fine, others also stood up and shot.

For a while, there was loud gunfire and dense bullets.

But that man was as tyrannical as a heavily armored rhinoceros on the grassland, brave and fearless, and the most important thing was that he couldn't be killed.

Wilhelmina was also watching secretly.

At first, when I saw Zhao Chuanxin dancing the war dance at this moment, I couldn't laugh or cry, and was very worried.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin rushed towards the enemy instead, she was dumbfounded.

Braving the hail of bullets and charging, he still stands tall.

While running, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't shoot.He raised his hand, and a flash of lightning was triggered in an instant.

yah...

The four mercenaries were connected in series by chain lightning, and they were instantly burnt by the electricity.

The rest of the people turned pale in shock and retreated one after another.

"He can do magic, he can do magic..."

Luis Verveld is a bad example of poking a dog at a wall,

He hid behind the big tree and shouted: "Think about your commission, whoever can kill him will double the reward!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

One of the mercenaries returned to cover and continued firing.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and a flash of lightning struck the heroic mercenary immediately.

Finally, Zhao Chuanxin was tired from running and slowed down.

He took out the Maxim heavy machine gun, set it up in the grass, adjusted the elevation angle, and pulled the trigger.

Tata Tata...

On the side of the mercenaries, there was another crowd on their backs.

The tree trunk hit by the 7.92*57 heavy machine gun bullet, the bark splashed out, hit Louis Verveld's cheek, and immediately opened a hole.

He took pain and spit out the tobacco leaves in his mouth, full of doubts: "Damn, why does he have a heavy machine gun?"

This makes absolutely no sense.

When he was running just now, he didn't even have a rifle in his hand, so he thought he had dropped it.

Now, these people don't even dare to fight back, let alone fight back.

Zhao Chuanxin is in the midst of excitement.

The dance just now was not random, he came prepared.

Because the wound has not healed yet, the part of the balancing operation just now stimulates the blood, which can temporarily resist the pain.

After the springboard was finished quickly, Zhao Chuanxin put away Ma Keqin and continued to charge.

This group of mercenaries has completely lost their will to fight.

When the enemy is invincible, only retreat or surrender is the only way out.

Even though the metal frenzy from the heavy machine guns had stopped, they still felt terrified, but they didn't dare to run away immediately.

But someone looked up at Louis Verveld, and found that the old boy had disappeared.

"Fack, Verweerd has escaped."

Everyone saw that it was so.

Now, everyone couldn't hide anymore, and got up and fled the scene one after another.

Seeing them running away with their heads out, Zhao Chuanxin took out his rifle and started shooting at moving targets.

boom!
fall.

boom!
fall.

No bullets.

A mercenary was scared to pee when he saw his companions fall down one by one.

His knees softened and he knelt down.

When Zhao Chuanxin ran over panting, he saw people kneeling on the ground and corpses on the ground.

He supported his knees: "I am grass, I am really exhausted."

Maybe it's because he played too hard these two days, and some of the vitality he just recovered from the balance technique was consumed on another battlefield.

A little empty.

A little dizzy.

He raised his leg and kicked a mercenary on the head: "Damn it, why don't you run away?"

"I surrender, I surrender..."

"Vote Nima, vote? Get up and fight again!"

"Really surrender!"

"Get up all the fuck, you have become my captives."

Zhao Chuanxin is concerned about the safety of his apprentice, and the current situation is so turbulent, he has to figure out the situation before talking.

"As long as you don't kill him, you can do anything."

Zhao Chuanxin took a breath and grabbed the collar of one person: "Who are you from? Who wants to deal with me? How many people are there?"

　I wish everyone a happy Friday, don't fight internally, and have fun.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)