mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 976 The Last Mohicans
The bodyguard leader was not pleased, but instead narrowed his eyes.

This person is stupid, but he is willing to do things without hesitation and will do anything to achieve his goals.

He stayed where he was and said, "Urquidi, judging from the sound of the gunfire, there are only three of them. Only one is a veteran, and the other two are not worth mentioning. I asked you to attack from the front and back to distract John Constantine and make him unable to take care of both the front and the back. In this way, we can attack from the weak side. If you waste too many bullets now, when you get in, you can only rely on your knife to face the sharpshooter's bullets. Understand?"

With this said, Urquidi Gomez had an idea.

He shouted, "Those who are good at shooting, take turns shooting, and the rest of you stay put and wait for Nini to attack from behind."

The bodyguard leader was right.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that someone was attacking from behind the White House Tavern. He told Aguirre Ida and Justino: "Next, it depends on whether you two are strong enough, because they have divided their forces to go around the back, and I have to go to the back."

Justino was suddenly panicked.

He is the kind of person who waits to be bullied, does not think of resisting, but seeks comfort from his kind. He is content with being a weak person.

Aguire Ida never lacked the courage to take risks, and a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

At this age, I always think that death will never come to me.

And he just shot someone, which made him feel that he was the chosen one.

no problem.

So he pulled the bolt up with a snap and said, "Don John Constantine, just wait and see."

Zhao Chuanxin almost laughed out loud: "Okay, okay, this world is yours and mine, but it will always be yours."

Aguray Ida was greatly encouraged by the praise from the masters.

A brave probe.

boom.

A shot was fired, and the bullet happened to hit a man's eyeball. The man's eye was burned and he screamed.

Aguilera Ida is even more convinced: "This world is mine after all!"

Zhao Chuanxin actually has no bullets left.

This automatic rifle has a total of eight bullets in the magazine. Salvador Humberto originally carried a total of eight bullets.

Zhao Chuanxin took the gun and chose from the inventory. He found that the Izumi-no-kami Kanesada could not be used, and the Spanish Toledo Damascus dagger could not be used at all, not to mention the Chunguang Sword.

After picking and choosing, he saw the Cao Zhengxing kitchen knife that Ajure Ida often used on the chopping board.

Okay, okay, it’s you.

He picked up the kitchen knife and walked to the window.

Nini led his men around.

Nini said: "The strangers must not have noticed us, let's quietly jump in through the back window."

The person in front led the way, came to the window, and pushed it gently, and it actually opened.

"Haha, this idiot didn't even close the rear window."

Nini raised his index finger: "Shh..."

The gun was a bit of a hindrance, so the man placed it horizontally on the windowsill and began to climb inside.

As soon as he emerged, he felt something was wrong, so he looked to the right and saw a stranger clinging to the wall, looking at him with his head tilted and wearing sunglasses.

"Are you surprised? Are you shocked?" Zhao Chuanxin said with gritted teeth.

The man was in a state of panic, and never expected to meet love around the corner.

Zhao Chuanxin chopped it down with a kitchen knife.

laugh……

poof...

The man plunged into the house.

Outside, Nini also heard Zhao Chuanxin's voice: "He found out, he found out..."

bang bang bang...

Zhao Chuanxin calmly leaned against the wall to avoid the bullets, pulled the gun in, threw away the kitchen knife, and waited patiently.

These rabble, at the first sign of panic, all opened fire.

Zhao Chuanxin waited for the opportunity to fire the gun and pulled the bolt, then leaned forward calmly.

boom.

One person fell down immediately after being hit on the head.

Nini was shocked, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

He yelled hysterically: "Charge, or we will all die."

A group of people rushed forward while shouting and shooting towards the window.

There were windows on both sides of Zhao Chuanxin, and a head came in first through the window on the left.

Zhao Chuanxin casually pointed, and the level 3 light blade penetrated three inches between his eyebrows, and the unique skill of Zhongyuan Yidianhong reappeared in the world.

The man's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him in by his hair, drew a scimitar from his waist, held it upside down, and stepped back.

Just then, a man stuck his gun through the window on the right, and Zhao Chuanxin stabbed the man's wrist with the tip of his scimitar in his upside-down position.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the gun, pulled it in, used the man's back as a support point, and pointed out the muzzle of the gun.

boom.

The man behind him was shot in the chest.

At this moment, another gun was thrust out from the left side.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the scimitar from the wrist of the person in the window on his right, turned around, and chopped.

laugh!
The man who came in through the left window had his wrist cut off.

Zhao Chuanxin did the same thing, drawing his gun, taking the back, and shooting.

boom.

The person behind fell to the ground.

Nini's mind went blank.

Zhuo, there are such masters in the world?

If it were someone else, he would be in a panic and scared to death.

But this man killed people in a very clear, logical and steady manner.

It feels like a one-man-block pass against ten thousand men.

Nini's hands and feet were shaking, he staggered back, and began to think of giving up.

The remaining four people saw him like this and ran faster: "Run away."

Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of the window, pulled the bolt and shot.

boom.

One person fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin took a step, one meter high, and landed more than four meters away. In an instant, he was in front of the dead man, bent down and took out a Colt single-action revolver from his waist.

"Everyone, disperse. I want to show off."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Six bullets, all fired in an instant.

Now only Nini was left, hiding behind a mound of earth, and was so scared that he wet his pants.

Before he could come to his senses, he suddenly saw a man with red eyes in front of him, staring at him intently, holding a round shovel in his hand.

Nini recognized the man; it was Miguel Esteban.

At the time, Urquidi Gomez asked him to kill Miguel Esteban's son, but Nini couldn't do it.

Urquidi Gomez ignored all that and fired a shot immediately.

Nini was worried that Urquidi Gomez would cause trouble for him and later shot and killed Miguel Esteban's wife.

When Niniton saw Miguel Esteban, he felt something was wrong and immediately wanted to raise his gun.

However, Miguel Esteban took the initiative and used the round tequila spatula that he had been swinging for half his life to quickly poke Nini's arm, just like poking the leaves of tequila, and easily cut off Nini's arm.

"Ah..." Nini screamed.

He looked at his arm that was bleeding. He was almost scared to death by his own miserable condition, although he didn't die from the pain.

Many people are like this. They can see others are miserable, but cannot bear their own misery.

Miguel Esteban felt that his heart, which had been blocked for a long time, finally opened up a little.

The dark cloud covering my chest finally dissipated a little.

He raised the round shovel again and accurately shoveled towards Nini's other arm.

"Ow..."

Miguel Esteban then raised the round spatula and pointed it at Nini's neck.

Nini: "Don't kill me, don't, uh..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

……

In front, Aguilera Ida was full of confidence at first.

But after firing several shots in succession and failing to hit anyone, he became a little panicked.

Most importantly, when gunshots rang out from behind the White House Tavern, the men in front charged.

Aguirre Ida and Justino opened fire.

Aguirre Ida missed, and this time it was Justino who hit one.

But the opponent also fought back. A bullet grazed the outer wall of Justino's upper arm, cutting a gash in his arm. The fat was stretched outward, and the skin and flesh were rolled up, which was very horrifying.

"Ah..." Justino screamed in fear.

Aguilera Ida was annoyed by what he heard: "Shut up."

Justino was frightened by the boy's ferocity.

Aguilera Ida frantically loaded his rifle with ammunition. After finally loading a round, he quickly pulled the bolt.

At this moment, Urquidi Gomez's men had rushed into the yard.

Aguilera Ida fired a random shot and hit another person.

But at this time, he no longer had the excitement he had before, and he felt his hands and feet were cold: "Damn it, let's fight them."

As he was speaking, there was a sudden silence behind the room.

Not only Aguirre Ida was stunned, but Urquidi Gomez and others were also stunned.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard from the side of the white house.

Another person fell down here. "It's a stranger, it's a stranger..."

The foreigners' excellent shooting skills put too much psychological pressure on them.

As a result, they all rushed into the yard, but now they all ran out.

Urquidi Gomez rolled and crawled, and then rolled directly down the slope.

bang bang.

Two more gunshots rang out.

Someone fell down with every shot.

Urquidi Gomez rolled down and found that the head of the governor's bodyguard was gone.

"Damn, you run so fast!" Urquidi Gomez cursed.

Then he quickly untied the reins and rode away.

Zhao Chuanxin walked into the yard from the side of the house. His fishtail windbreaker rustled in the wind, and no one could see his expression behind his sunglasses.

He held his gun high and shot a man who was trying to mount his horse.

The man fell off his horse.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the bolt again and found that there was no bullet left.

He wanted to flash and chase, but Xingyue told him: "There are townspeople secretly watching nearby."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and was not in a hurry.

At this time, Miguel Esteban ran out from the side of the White House Tavern with a gun in his hand: "Don John Constantine, I'm here to help you."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded at him and said, "See who is still alive, and go up and finish them off with your weapons."

After he finished speaking, there was a fighter at his feet who was hit by Justino but not hit in the vital parts. Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head slightly.

The man said pitifully: "Please, let me go..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled at him and said, "Not today."

After saying that, he raised his legs.

boom.

bang.

This man cannot die any more.

Miguel Esteban had already gotten over the adrenaline rush of revenge, and he just felt his scalp tingling when he saw this.

He had a feud with these people that could destroy his family, and he could only kill people when he was most excited.

But the Don John Constantine in front of him was simply a murderer.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the house, dragged a chair out into the yard, and sat down with his arms and legs spread out.

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you just go and finish off the enemy?" Zhao Chuanxin saw them staring blankly and yelled. "Remember, take out all the guns, ammunition and money. You are not allowed to keep them for yourself."

Justino was groaning, afraid that Zhao Chuanxin didn't know he was injured.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded him: "Damn it, you just got a little skin broken, why are you complaining? Get back to work!"

Justino: “…”

Aguilera Ida and Justino are already very familiar with this kind of work.

They began to train Miguel Esteban: "See, don't drop these broken fingers. Collect them and take them to the mass grave in the back mountain with a donkey cart."

"There may be money hidden in the boots. Check them."

"Keep that belt. It's such a good belt. It would be a shame to bury it."

"This man is not dead. If you don't dare, let me do it..."

After such a busy day, the three of them were sweating profusely.

Zhao Chuanxin just sat leisurely in a chair and smoked.

After roughly cleaning up the battlefield and piling up the bodies, Zhao Chuanxin threw three rifles that had just been loaded with bullets to the three people: "One person, one horse, let's go to Torik Manor."

Justino immediately objected: "Don John Constantine, we can't go, the governor is visiting there..."

Zhao Chuanxin spat, "Ah...tui! The governor is a guest there, and Urquidi Gomez and the Rural Rangers came here and had a gunfight with us. Do you think the governor doesn't know?"

The three of them were silent.

The matter has become a big deal.

If the governor knew, maybe it was the governor who instructed him to do it, and the governor and Camilo Torick were in cahoots.

If the governor didn’t know, he knows now.

In any case, they were at least accomplices.

The most loyal person here is Miguel Esteban.

He felt that he had no way out.

The family was destroyed and the people died. To take a step back, it was equivalent to giving the last bit of land to Camilo Torric for free.

Then what is the meaning of living?
So he made up his mind and stood up and said, "Don John Constantine, I am willing to follow you, even if it means facing the governor."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know about the changes in his family yet. He looked at him in surprise, then nodded.

Aguilera Ida gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid. I don't have any family anyway. The worst that can happen is that I'll be on the run. Maybe Linzhou will even accept me into the Rural Cavalry Patrol."

Finally, Justino was left: "I, I, I think I can explain to the governor that I was forced to do so."

Zhao Chuanxin: "Well, get on the horse and come with us. It's a good opportunity for you to explain while we do something else."

"..."

With you guys, can that be explained?

……

Urquidi Gomez, the head of the bodyguards, and only three others returned to the Torique estate.

After listening to Urquidi Gomez's story, Camilo Torric was really shocked and angry: "Damn it, no one in Quetzalan dares to resist me, no one!"

He never expected that a mere outsider could kill them so badly.

Then he went to beat Urquidi Gomez: "You are a piece of trash..."

Calderón Velazquez waited for him to vent his anger before stepping forward and patting him on the shoulder: “Camilo, anger will only make you lose your mind.”

Urquidi Gomez listened and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, Mr. Governor is absolutely right. You will lose your mind."

Camilo Torick raised his hands. "I lost my fucking ass..."

Urquidi Gomez shrank his neck.

But Camilo Torick's slap never landed.

Now everything is lost and the losses are heavy, but he still relies on Urquidi Gomez for a lot.

He paced back and forth anxiously, wondering how to get back at his old self.

I don't know who this stranger is, but he is a sharpshooter.

Then, we need to find some people with accurate shooting skills to deal with him.

Mexico has been in war for years, and there are many stragglers and bodyguards of large estate owners.

These people roamed around everywhere, robbing houses and causing trouble in the local area.

It’s not difficult to find some people who can fight, as long as you pay them enough.

Human life is the least valuable.

Camilo Torick was surprised that Zhao Chuanxin had made him so embarrassed by himself.

But he didn't take Zhao Chuanxin seriously.

But at this time, someone hurriedly reported: "It's bad, Don Camilo Torric, the foreigner brought Aguirre Ida, Justino and Miguel Esteban from the town to our manor, and I asked you to go out to meet him."

Camilo Torick was just thinking about revenge because he had been domineering in Quetzalan for many years and had become accustomed to his power.

Only then did he remember that if he could go and attack others, why couldn't the other party come and attack him?
I'm surprised, Camilo Torick thought to himself that he had miscalculated.

At this time, Urquidi Gomez shouted: "We still have people on the estate. At worst, we can fight them."

"Fight? What the hell are you going to fight with? Thirty or forty people can't beat him, how are you going to fight now?" Camilo Torick cursed loudly, and then suddenly looked at the head of the governor's bodyguards.

The head bodyguard smiled and looked at the governor.

He won't make any promises without Calderón Velázquez's word.

Calderón Velazquez shook his head. “Camilo, you’ve been in the underworld for too long and just want to eliminate the enemy, but that won’t work. Mr. President, if you just keep eliminating the enemy, there won’t be many people left in this country. When a powerful enemy appears, you have to give him some sweet treats to make him your friend. There may be conflicts between friends, but there can’t be conflicts between you and your friends.”

No one is a fool. The old hands are aware of what Diaz did, they just don't talk about it.

As long as you can protect your own interests.

This country is rotten like this.

Just as the governor said, Camilo Torick was used to being domineering, and even if he understood, he couldn't get around it in his heart.

Seeing this, Calderón Velazquez pondered for a moment. He did not intend to put himself in danger and let the pistol team bodyguards fight with that man.

He said, "Well, let me go talk to him."

After saying that, he went out with the bodyguard leader and a group of bodyguards.

The February winds howled.

Calderón Velazquez's sparse hair was blown by the wind, revealing his bald forehead.

His team of bodyguards, armed with live ammunition, followed him closely and were on high alert.

The four men had already arrived at the manor, and in the yard, both sides had deployed their battle formations.

Camilo Torique stood behind Calderón Velazquez.

Outside the manor, there was a group of townspeople who were watching the excitement from afar, pointing and commenting on this place.

Seeing this scene, Camilo Torick felt humiliated. If he didn't kill this outsider completely, he would no longer have any prestige in Quetshalan and would never be able to annex the townspeople's land.

Juvencio Torric, the stupid son of the landlord, greeted Zhao Chuanxin with a smile when he saw him: "Mr. Constantine, look, my aunt gave me a flute."

Zhao Chuanxin hooked his finger, ignoring the pistol team's bodyguards, and said, "Bring it here and let me see it."

Juvencio Torique handed the flute to Zhao Chuanxin and taught him some key points on how to play the flute.

Soon, Zhao Chuanxin figured it out.

Now Lao Zhao is also an artist who is well versed in music theory. He wiped the flute and brought it to his lips.

This is a guena flute.

Zhao Chuanxin originally thought that he would just play a few random notes, but he found that with his brain capable of mastering the Level 3 Light Blade Rune, he could handle this new instrument effortlessly.

In addition, after he took the Six Senses Potion, his control over every part of his body reached its peak, whether it was his mouth or his fingers.

After just one blow, the sound of the flute reminded him of the song "The Last of the Mohicans".

The strong wind blew up his clothes. Zhao Chuanxin, wearing sunglasses, sat upright on horseback. The sound of the flute was carried by the wind to the ears of everyone present.

Desolate and powerful, it seems like someone is fighting, like a curse on the plunderers, like unwillingness to lose land and homeland, like blood and tears, like a crying woman, like helpless history, like a few soldiers holding swords, guns and axes facing a huge and irresistible group of enemies and silently mocking them, just like these people in front of me...

(End of this chapter)