mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 953: The tiny dog ​​wants to slay the dragon

After the puppet slaves were cleaned up, Zhao Chuanxin consolidated the walls, dug out more and larger window frames, and installed new windows.

The windows are typical French "bistro" style windows, half floor to ceiling, with wide panes and high light transmittance.

Zhao Chuanxin planned to decorate the room in American "public house" style, with no linen or anything, only simple solid wood tables and chairs.

When daybreak came, the town became lively, and he even heard gunshots.

Looking at the watch, it was a little after nine o'clock in the evening Beijing time.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the puppet servants to draw the curtains and lock the door.

After the upgrade, the puppet slaves' movements are no longer as stiff as before, and are comparable to black puppet craftsmen, and even better than puppet soldiers.

Put on some clothes and a hat, and you might look like any other person.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched and saw Xingyue dismantling the damaged puppet soldiers, collecting their internal silk, central control rune fragments and the soft gold shell on the outside.

He said, "Let's go."

So when Urquidi Gomez brought people to the White House, they found the door locked and the curtains closed.

He angrily ordered his men to smash the windows, and a group of people jumped into the house through the window. The house was empty, the ground was scratched and messy, and sand was piled everywhere, just like before.

They did not see Zhao Chuanxin.

His men said to him, "Urkidi, the stranger must have heard the news and left. It seems that he is afraid of you."

……

Zhao Chuanxin has a keen sense of war.

He sensed that the atmosphere of war was looming over Mexico.

He vaguely remembered that there would be a revolution in Mexico and that Da Piaoliang would interfere, but he didn't know the exact time.

Later, a saying spread in Mexico: Too far from God, too close to America.

It all started with that revolution.

It should be soon.

He returned to his home in Lubin Prefecture while thinking.

Zhao Chuanxin found that the bedroom was brightly lit with candles, with more than ten candles as thick as arms placed on the left and right.

On the bed, Rebecca Levy was wearing a dress made of royal brocade with a pattern of a pair of pheasants and a flying phoenix on it, in gorgeous colors.

The brocade robe has wide sleeves, a low collar and a front gusset, and the hem only reaches the thighs.

She has extremely fair skin, a slim waist, big breasts, and a plump butt.

The lower body is missing.

In other words, apart from this outside, there is nothing inside.

Rebecca Levy's face was not rosy but slightly flushed. She leaned against the head of the bed with her eyes like water.

After Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door open, she stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips.

Zhao Chuanxin almost had a nosebleed.

"You're the only one who knows how to have fun. We're not done today!"

Zhao Chuanxin took off his clothes smoothly, and in five steps he was completely dressed. He jumped onto the bed like a hungry tiger pouncing on a wolf.

……

Japan once established the Skeleton Cavalry Combat Team, but it was ultimately no match for Zhao Chuanxin and became an international laughing stock.

However, Nobuzumi Aoki does not think that the special forces are a joke.

Although they were defeated in the battle of Lubinfu, Aoki Nobuzumi witnessed the strength of the special forces.

He was not an expert on military affairs, but he had learned a little about guns and artillery through observation and exposure during this period.

In recent years, there have been many sharpshooters and quickshooters among the horse bandit gangs outside the Great Wall.

In addition, Zhao Chuanxin, who was known as the God of War, was famous for his quick and powerful spear skills, and it became a trend for other mountains to follow suit.

Through the help of the "hero of the grassland" Tao Ke Tao Hu, Nobuzumi Aoki recruited some outlaws with amazing skills.

He said to the bandits, "Now is a time when money is indispensable. How much money can you collect hiding in the mountains? How many guns can you collect even if you bleed? Even if you sacrifice your spirit, you may not be able to earn a stable foundation. Zhao Chuanxin is a cold-blooded beast. Killing your gangs is like killing grass. Follow me to fight with your back to the river. You can get 100 to 80 gold coins. You can either reorganize the mountain and set up a gang, or find another way out. Otherwise, you will sooner or later end up being wiped out by that cold-blooded beast. Let all the heroes know that we have got a lot of good guns and medicines. Just follow my orders and make sure that Zhao Chuanxin will never come back..."

Some people, once they become bandits, cannot make any other stable living.

The world is out of my generation, and the years are reminded as soon as I enter the world.

From time to time, there were rumors that Zhao Chuanxin had killed some gangs of horse bandits.

In the past, the bandits were a thorn in Zhao Chuanxin's side, but now, they were not even Zhao Chuanxin's primary target. Usually, when dealing with the Russians and the Japanese, he would just destroy any gang he could.

Speaking of which, it really makes people feel disheartened.

The first is for survival, the second is for fame, and the third is for wealth.

With these three approaches, there are indeed people who are not afraid of death and follow Aoki Nobuzumi, ready to give it a try.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin is injured, his reputation will be known throughout the army, and he will surely enjoy a good life in the future.

But there are still a few mature and prudent people who are clear-headed. How can Zhao Chuanxin be killed so easily?
Moreover, the Green Forest Bandits had participated in the struggle between Japan and Russia outside the Great Wall before. There was some righteousness in dealing with the Russians, and dealing with the Japs was also considered as driving away the invaders. But what legitimate reason was there for dealing with Zhao Chuanxin?
No!

They were swept along and dared not refute rashly. They could only go with the flow and wait to be dealt with.

Nobuzumi Aoki formed the Skeleton Combat Team, flew a black skull flag, and quickly promoted a low-level Russian officer to be the captain of the combat team.

Aoki Nobuzumi said to the captain of the Skull Combat Team: "I am not good at fighting, but you are a veteran. You listen to me in terms of strategy, and I listen to you in terms of tactics. When it comes to war, you will have full control over everything, and you don't have to report anything to me."

Because at that time there were Japanese, Tsarist Russians, and bandits in the Skeleton Combat Team.

The bandits had no say, and the highest commander, Nobuzumi Aoki, was Japanese, so promoting a Russian to be the captain left both sides with nothing to say.

The Russian captain thanked him with a grateful look on his face.

However, Aoki Nobuzumi thought: I may not be able to kill Zhao Chuanxin in this battle. When the war starts, I will evacuate. As long as I have the green mountains, I will never worry about having no firewood.

Let the newly promoted captain of the combat team go and die.

As long as he could hurt Zhao Chuanxin, his goal would be achieved. At least he would let the world know that Zhao Chuanxin was not invulnerable.

By then, we will publicize it widely to reduce the fear of Zhao Chuanxin among the great powers.

Quickshooters, snipers, machine gunners, grenadiers, mine soldiers, electric fences, and bayonets are all available. The training should be re-planned to integrate them as quickly as possible and establish tacit understanding.

This is what we call a dragnet.

……

The Lubin Prefecture government office was closed.

Zhao Chuanxin was idle at home and slept in. He had really exhausted his energy last night.

After getting up, he ate and wrote and drew at his desk.

Rebecca Levi put her arms around his neck from behind, looked at him from behind, and asked in confusion: “What country’s text is this?”

Zhao Chuanxin boasted: "I created it myself."

Xingyue observed Benjamin Goldberg's method of learning languages ​​and seemed to have learned some true skills from him, so she forbade Zhao Chuanxin to learn by "translation method".

It is also unclear whether the master stole the knowledge from the apprentice or the master taught the apprentice something.

After writing for a while, Zhao Chuanxin stood up and dressed: "No need to wait for me for lunch."

Go out in style.

He went to find Cui Fenghua first.

"These telegrams were sent to Lugang Town, Hong Kong Island, Macau Island, Hankou, and the sky." Zhao Chuanxin handed a stack of telegram transmission contents to Cui Fenghua.

Cui Fenghua picked up the letter and was puzzled after reading it.

Lugang Town: I went there to eat at 11:00 p.m.

Hong Kong Island: I went there to eat at 15:02.

Ao Dao: I'll go there to eat at 11:30 p.m.

Hankou: I will go there to eat at 11:45 p.m.

Tian Shang Fei: I'll go there to eat at 11:55 p.m.

what does this mean?
Time management master Zhao Chuanxin left after giving instructions without any explanation.

He went to the outskirts of Zabaikalsk, put on chaos armor, took out a light machine gun and fired at the targets.

After looking at the range cards used by the snipers of the joint Japanese-Russian force that day, Zhao Chuanxin was deeply inspired and decided to emulate them to standardize his shooting techniques.

Of course, it is also because he was stuck in a deadlock in the world of "Code of the Old Gods" and urgently needed to break the deadlock and upgrade his combat skills comprehensively.

Xingyue already had a relatively comprehensive shooting model. What Zhao Chuanxin needed to do was to perfect these data, which took him the entire morning.

In the afternoon, he tried to activate the Wind God's Mark, opened the Chaos Armor Wing Membrane, and unfolded the inner wings of the black dragon wings behind him and the outer wings made of the inner membrane of the sawworm.

If someone was watching, they would be shocked to see Zhao Chuanxin being blown up from the spot by a gust of wind.

Lord Runzhi's greeting released a continuous stream of particles, and the wind grew stronger and stronger. Zhao Chuanxin first floated more than ten meters, and then got higher and higher.

When it was about thirty meters high, the particle flow was stopped.

The grassland was already windy, and at high altitude, the wind was raging. Zhao Chuanxin was blown all over the place and had difficulty controlling his gliding trajectory.

Like a wind tunnel laboratory, Xingyue relies on natural wind to collect a large amount of data for analysis.

Someone among the people of Lubin Prefecture looked up and shouted, "Look, what is that?"

"It looks like a kite!"

"No, the kite is very small. I have seen western eagles. This should be an eagle. It is really a stupid eagle, staggering from side to side."

Everyone was talking about it and saw the black shadow in the sky quickly fleeing to the north.

Zhao Chuanxin was very scared at first.

This is not a plane ride.

If he wants to change the gliding trajectory, he must rely on his limbs to pull the wing membrane, and the silkworm silk to pull the inner and outer wings behind him.

He has no experience, and Xingyue has no experience either.

It’s more than ten meters high, so Zhao Chuanxin might not be too afraid, after all, if he falls, Xingyue will protect him.

But after reaching a height of more than 30 meters, he doubted whether Xingyue was sure he could land safely.

When a gust of wind blew and he flew to a height of 40 to 50 meters, Zhao Chuanxin was really panicked. His body movements were inevitably out of shape, and he accidentally began to roll in the air, and then fell rapidly.

"Ah..." Old Zhao let out a scream.

Gliding, not flying.

Xingyue urgently mobilized the inner and outer wings of the glider to stabilize Zhao Chuanxin's body from falling.

At this time, it had fallen more than ten meters.

Below was Abagaitui. Zhao Chuanxin glided over the ridge and saw the frozen Ergun River.

Xingyue marked the point where the wind was applied: "You need to change direction, be bolder, and increase the wind force."

Zhao Chuanxin spread his limbs wide and blew air into the wing membranes under his arms and the long inner wings behind him. The principle was similar to that of a sail.

The star and the moon adjust the angle of the outer wing, which simultaneously functions as the elevator, aileron and rudder.

There's no engine, so no spoiler needed.

Turn left, the left outer wing moves up, the angle of attack decreases, and the lift of the left wing decreases.

The lift difference generated by the left and right outer wings is equivalent to the rolling moment generated by the longitudinal axis of Zhao Chuanxin's body. Combined with the wing membrane between his legs, he can achieve left and right turns.

And Zhao Chuanxin’s “death roll” in the air just now happened because of this.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin had mastered the control of his body to perfection. After putting aside his fear, he quickly adjusted himself and coordinated with Xingyue to hover flexibly in the air.

The "righting" action in the air that Xingyue first determined was intended to quickly right Zhao Chuanxin's body under any circumstances.

Then guide Zhao Chuanxin to control the direction independently, and Xingyue is more about sensing and assisting gliding, rather than the other way around.

Just like Zhao Chuanxin's fear of the deep sea, he now has no way to overcome his fear of heights.

Whenever I looked down, I felt dizzy.

He floated in the sky for more than an hour and arrived above his territory, Kadaya.

During this period, he mastered how to ride the wind and add power to his "sail", how to control direction and take-off and landing, and how to combine the two.

When he was able to hover in the air for a short time, he had already flown into the mountains.

Xingyue said: "Now that you have mastered the basic gliding skills, it's time to try to ascend."

Zhao Chuanxin did feel more confident. He used the wind to lift up the inner and outer wings and the wing membrane at the same time, and his body suddenly rose up.

The black puppet craftsman wrapped around the neck of the Chaos Armor used his new eyes to observe the details of the ground a thousand meters below.

Zhao Chuanxin's statement that he was not afraid was a lie. He flew for a while in fear and trepidation and found that it was nothing big.

Chaos Armor is nothing more than a fighter plane.

Zhao Chuanxin followed the topographic map provided by Xingyue, found the cabin on the mountainside, and glided back along the route. His skills were constantly honed in the process, and he circled and descended after more than an hour.

Landing is a technical job and cannot be done too aggressively. Before landing, the stars and the moon are at the bottom, and the wind is lifted up. The wind created by the inner wing with a wingspan of more than ten meters when it descends will blow away the snow on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up straight, ran on the ground for more than ten steps to relieve the force, and Xingyue folded its wingspan.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin had the illusion that his body was still floating, but his calves felt very heavy, just like when he was a child playing on a trampoline.

Xingyue suggested: "In fact, you can take off with just the outer wings. Now that you have overcome your fear of heights, you might as well give it a try. It will unlock a new combat mode."

The short outer wing spread out with a "whoosh" and flipped downward, and Zhao Chuanxin lifted it up with the wind.

It was a bit strenuous, but he was indeed blown backward and upward. He pulled out his Lugang M1907 and shot at a tree.

The bullet grazed the tree trunk.

Zhao Chuanxin was not convinced. He ran a few steps, with the help of Xingyue, then controlled the wind, and his body suddenly rose five or six meters into the air, then did a somersault and shot.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

The silenced Lugang M1907 makes very little noise when fired.

Of the five bullets, three hit the tree trunk.

Zhao Chuanxin used the short time in the air to practice shooting.

Half an hour later, he had adapted and was able to hit the target every time.

At night, he did not go home but spent the night in a cabin on the mountainside.

Xingyue will dismantle the inner filaments of the puppet soldiers, combine them at a high density, and install and upgrade 256 filaments to process the central control rune fragments of the architecture. The outer shell material is black soft gold, with four pairs of legs, and the front two legs are installed with light blade rune fragments.

Four crystal eyes of true seeing.

A ten-meter-long high-grade insect silk thread is hidden at the tail end.

There is a retractable barrel at the back, a strange-looking gun made with the structure of Lugang M1907, on which a normal Lugang M1907 magazine can be installed, and a lens made of true vision crystal and focusing with wormwood is fixed above the barrel.

Last time, Zhao Chuanxin gave the naming rights to Xingyue. This time, Xingyue said, "You name it."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the plate-sized "spider" puppet and found it quite interesting. Seeing that it was all black, he blurted out, "Black Widow."

Put the Black Widow puppet on the ground, and its eight claws ran quickly and turned flexibly, drilling from one side of the table to the other, bending its eight legs and bouncing, easily jumping onto the table top.

With a sticking out of its butt, the silk thread stretched out, swaying and extending to the roof of the shed, wrapping around the protrusion and lifting the Black Widow puppet up.

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked: "Why not make thousands of them?"

When facing the enemy, the enemy must feel very upset.

Xingyue said: "Okay, as long as you have 6 million gold coins, I will make 1000 for you."

Not to mention 6 million gold coins, even this Black Widow puppet was made from the waste materials of puppet soldiers.

Zhao Chuanxin made the next best choice: "Why not make me a puppet servant?"

Xingyue said: "We no longer have Central Control Rune Fragments to upgrade. If you want Puppet Slaves, kill five more Puppet Soldiers. If you want Puppet Craftsmen, kill 10 more Puppet Soldiers."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly had the urge to turn the pages of a book.

But finally held back.

He is not sure how to deal with the current dilemma.

The Fearless Vanguard thinks he is a god, but the God of Time and Space is probably the weakest god and may not even be able to defeat the spirits.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of the seeds of the shining star again.

When the seeds germinate and secrete leaves for baptism, he will have another life-saving trump card - the Golden Bell Cover.

Look, it’s still early.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the Black Widow puppet and teleported to the white house in Quetshalan.

As soon as he arrived at the station, he found that the newly installed windows were smashed to pieces and the windowsill was covered with large footprints.

"Damn it, Fakeer..."

Zhao Chuanxin started cursing.

Which bastard is this?

Fortunately, only the glass was damaged and the window frame was not broken. Zhao Chuanxin asked the puppet servants to pick out the glass shards in the window frame, and put on plastering gloves to directly generate molten quartz glass on the window frame.

He unlocked the door and entered the house, only to find that nothing was missing, except that many of the furniture had been knocked over by someone rummaging through the cabinets.

Together with the puppet servants, Zhao Chuanxin lifted up the furniture and went to check the sealed entrance to the underground fortress. After finding that it was safe and sound, he turned around and walked out.

At this time, the sun had risen over Quetshalan.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched lazily towards the rising sun.

Suddenly, a very sharp wailing sound was heard.

When he looked down, he found that the Chihuahua that had been with Feliciano Carranza's team before was now lying not far away, dragging an injured hind leg and barking at him pitifully.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned.

This dog was shivering with cold and was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to scream. I don't know how he managed to get here with his injured leg.

He took out the black bread and soaked it in water, cut a piece of pork the size of an egg into small pieces, mixed it with bread batter and put it on the toothless plate: "Come here!"

"Woooo..."

The Chihuahua tried to stand up, but sat back down due to his injured leg and low blood sugar.

Zhao Chuanxin was hard-hearted and remained unmoved. He continued shaking the plate: "Come here."

In short, if you want to survive, you have to come here. Being injured is not an excuse to eat for free.

When the Chihuahua found that Zhao Chuanxin would not put the food to its mouth, it could only drag its injured leg and endure the pain to come over.

Finally, it approached the plate, glanced at Zhao Chuanxin, and then lowered its head to eat.

It can be said that, apart from eating, Zhao Chuanxin never showed mercy to any beasts. Beasts are beasts, and they must be made to understand who is the boss.

Urquidi Gomez and others were hiding in the reed bushes about a few dozen meters away from the white house.

"Here we go, the strangers are back."

Urquidi Gomez sneered and took out a Mexican-made Mauser M1902 7mm rifle.

His men had a wide variety of guns, including the Springfield percussion cap-activated rifle from the Civil War, the Maynard breech-loading carbine, and the ancient Colt pistol...

There are also ones with ox horn knives.

Urquidi Gomez sneered and raised his gun: "I'll make him suffer first."

After saying that, he pulled the bolt to load the gun, half-knelt down and squinted one eye to aim.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see the show.

At this time, they saw the stranger in the yard suddenly put his hands on his waist and yelled, "You evil creature, I gave you food, and you actually want to plot against me?"

The sound was so loud that Urquidi Gomez and others could hear it clearly.

He was stunned.

A few days ago, Zhao Chuanxin sent him sausages and beer...

Could it be that he found out and is scolding me?

But he was a man who repaid kindness with enmity after all, and the stranger lowered his head and cursed, without looking in their direction.

So he didn't take it too seriously and squinted his eyes to aim again.

But the stranger shouted again, "You little dog, you actually dream of slaying a dragon? Take a piss and look at yourself. What kind of person are you?"

Urquidi Gomez's forehead was throbbing with veins...

(End of this chapter)