mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 573 This Person Is Unrivaled
There are many strange phenomena in the late Qing Dynasty.

When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, the great powers attacked the Forbidden City, and the people cheerfully helped to transport supplies, offered to help build ladders, and even climbed to the top of the wall first to respond.

There is a word called welcome in the lane, they are welcome in the wall.

If this is because Cixi is unpopular, the people are eager for the destruction of the Qing Dynasty.

Then there's another thing that's frightening.

During the Russo-Japanese War, some people in the Liao region acted as spies for the Japanese, and were caught and executed by the Tsarist Russians. The people on the execution ground happily watched the excitement.

Some served as spies for the Tsarist Russians and were caught and executed by the Japanese, but the common people still watched happily.

In the south, not much has changed.

But Zhao Chuanxin knocked down three people in succession, and finally took out the Winchester M1897, click, boom!
The Qing army suddenly became chaotic.

In lively battles, occasionally the Qing army would win even against the troops of the upper powers.

But in bloody and brutal close combat, the Qing army was basically defeated in every battle.

Zhao Chuanxin shot face to face, toward the bound prisoner in the center of the execution ground, his pace was extremely firm.

Huang Futing sat on the high platform. Although he thought that there might be a chaotic party, he didn't expect it to appear in such a crazy form as Zhao Chuanxin.

This is simply a desperate way to play.

But actually?
Those present were not the new army, but the Qing army who were like bastards, panicked, and the quick guns in their hands were not as easy to use as the fire sticks.

Zhao Chuanxin fired five shots without encountering any decent resistance.

It was a low-ranking officer with a knife, who drew his knife and slashed at Zhao Chuanxin.

The Winchester M1897 was resisted by the horizontal frame. Zhao Chuanxin did this action with one hand, but it was as firm as steel cast iron.

The low-ranking officer held the knife in both hands and stared blankly.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg, kicked the side of the oxtail knife, and slid his right hand outward, clicking...

The last round is loaded.

boom……

At this time, the Qing army, who was close to Zhao Chuanxin, saw the tragic scene of his dead comrade being sprayed by Winchester M1897. Instead of quickly reloading and pulling the bolt, he turned his head and ran away instead of emergency bayonet.

In the distance, the Qing army, who had already filled the bullets and was about to execute, turned their guns and shot towards Zhao Chuanxin.

The bullet missed Zhao Chuanxin, but killed several people watching the excitement nearby.

Zhao Chuanxin was still unhurried, and from time to time his body tilted to avoid bullets.

Huang Futing looked through the binoculars and couldn't help but gasped: "Who is this person? Is he a rebellious party? Why is he wearing a mask? Why is he so familiar?"

Guan Dai's lips were trembling: "Ordinary thieves only wear a black cloth, and there is only one person who is used to wearing such a hideous mask."

Huang Futing helped him speak out: "Zhao Chuanxin?"

"This man is unrivaled!"

"hiss……"

Benjamin Goldberg was not idle either. He was among the people outside and kept a close eye on the execution ground.

He didn't care about those Qing troops who fled at a loss.

But anyone who has a bullet loaded must be restrained by his hands wrapped around the enchanting lamp.

Needless to say, this made Zhao Chuanxin have no worries at all, and only needed to face the enemy in front of him.

A tearful little girl next to her stared at the prisoners on the execution ground and murmured, "Bo, Bo, don't die..."

Bo is the name of the local Zhuang people for their father.

Ever since the fight broke out, especially after the onlookers were accidentally injured, the crowd became chaotic.

Everyone was running, but this little girl in a blue moonlight dress and with neat bangs didn't move, like a small boat in a strong wind and waves, shaking from side to side after being lifted.

Benjamin Goldberg also didn't run away. Although he was still a teenager, he didn't look strong, but he was very strong.

He pushed and shoved left and right, wandering through the crowd, and entangled the Qing army with a ecstasy lamp from time to time.

He came in front of the little girl, kicked a man who squeezed away, and said, "Standing around stupidly? You can't stand up anymore if you get stuck. Ma Liuer will go with me. "

The little girl didn't quite understand. When she saw this foreign boy, it was mainly because of her age. This made Benjamin Goldberg look more harmless than others, and she couldn't help but follow him.

Finally broke away from the big team, the little girl wanted to rush to the execution ground.

Benjamin Goldberg hurriedly pulled her back: "If you know that there are tigers in the mountains, then don't go to the mountains, you tiger thing."

……

Shuangxi and Wang Long lay in ambush in a grove next to the rice field, far away from the execution ground.

Their plan was to cause Shuangxi to cause riots in the Qing army, and Wang Long took the opportunity to approach Huang Futing and snipe.

This is the so-called truth that captures the thief first and captures the king first.

Once Huang Futing died, the Qing army would be in chaos, and they took the opportunity to save people.

However, before the two of them could make a move, the execution ground became chaotic.

"I'm Zhuo, why did you start doing this first?" Wang Long said in astonishment.

Shuangxi took out the binoculars to look, but the scene was so messy that he couldn't see anything: "Perhaps the surname Sun sent someone to rescue him."

"What shall we do?"

"It's good to mess up, let's fish in troubled waters and rush in."

No one cared about the prisoners anymore.

Wang Long and Shuangxi approached the paddy field smoothly. They fired guns, shot down two panicking Qing soldiers, and took out a bayonet to cut a prisoner's rope.

"It's me, Shuangxi, do you still remember?"

"Remember, Brother Shuangxi, you have come to save us, woohoo..." This person was not very old, and he was a local citizen of Zhennan Pass. Shuangxi had sent him home back then.

Shuangxi raised her hand and slapped her across the face: "Don't cry, follow me to save people."

But Wang Long looked at the center of the field in a daze: "Brother Shuangxi, why do I look like the captain?"

Shuangxi untied the second man without raising his head, "Which captain?"

"It's Captain Zhao."

Shuangxi's body trembled: "What the hell?"

As soon as he looked up, I Zhuo...it was really Zhao Chuanxin.

The mask has changed from a skull to a monster head, but Shuangxi can still recognize it at a glance.

He stuffed the bayonet into the hands of the rescued: "You untie everyone, we are going to fuck!"

I saw Zhao Chuanxin holding a Goldberg M1907, shooting two bursts, knocking down two people not far away, and running over to lift a dead body forward, blocking the two bullets that were fired in the face.

Phoenix Ring - Boom!

The corpse flew upside down, knocking over two people.

With a Goldberg M1907 in his right hand and a pistol in his left, Zhao Chuanxin repeatedly pulled the trigger on the two Qing soldiers on the ground.

bang bang bang...

Withdrawing the pistol, the assault rifle continued to fire towards the distance.

Shake and dodge, pick up the corpse to block the gun, shoot back, pistol make up the knife, charge and shoot...

All kinds of actions and weapons are connected smoothly and smoothly, and there is no cover, but Zhao Chuanxin feels like a positional battle.

No one except Zhao Chuanxin can do this kind of battle, because he has a secret space and a smart gyroscope.

Double Happiness was all too familiar with this.

He and Wang Long crossed forward and backward.

Seeing the blocking Qing army, Wang Long fired a shot, and Shuangxi immediately took his place.

The two are precise in marksmanship, step by step, completely different from Zhao Chuanxin's fighting style.

The Qing army was basically attracted by Zhao Chuanxin, and they didn't even notice that they were stabbed in the back.

After Huang Futing found out that the person who came was actually the legendary evil star Zhao Chuanxin, he was in a bad mood: "Didn't it mean that Zhao Chuanxin has nothing to do with those rebellious parties?"

"I don't know, maybe..."

Is it possible that this time the official announcement will be made to cooperate with the rebellious party?

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know how many Qing soldiers who blocked the way were killed, and the rest of the people were terrified. Some threw their guns and turned around and ran, and some simply knelt down and surrendered...

This willpower is incomparable with the Japanese, American troops, and even the new army of the Qing court. It is simply a group of mobs.

When Huang Futing saw him, he immediately jumped off the platform and fled with his guards.

The sharp-eyed Qing army saw it, and immediately fled along with it, yelling.

The chief officials have all run away, what else can they do?

Shuangxi and Wang Long were too excited when they saw Zhao Chuanxin. In fact, it was very dangerous for them to rush out like this.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin subdued these Qing troops, and no one dared to continue to resist. Shuangxi and Wang Long were lucky to survive.

Double Happiness shouted loudly: "Payment, here!"

Zhao Chuanxin left the corpse that had been shot five or six times, looked up, and beckoned: "Come here."

When the three met, Wang Long was so excited: "Captain Zhao, you are so awesome."

Just now, Zhao Chuanxin killed the Quartet in the arena, it was too shocking.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the two had lost weight, their faces were dark, and their hair was messed up like a chicken coop. He patted Wang Long on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Wang Long straightened his back: "Captain Zhao, that bastard Huang Futing has run away."

Shuangxi smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the binoculars and looked at it: "I can't run away, you are here to maintain order, and I will bring Huang Futing's head back."

The south is not suitable for horseback riding, because the roads are rough and the swales are too many swamps.

Yunnan horses are too short.

Huang Futing escaped by running.

It was raining lightly, and Zhao Chuanxin yelled at the Qing soldiers around him: "My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and no one is allowed to run away. If anyone runs away, I will chase him to the ends of the earth, and I will kneel here and wait."

His identity is not well concealed.

Perhaps at the beginning of the twentieth century, except for him, he never had such a strong individual combat ability, and he could guess it with his toes afterwards.

The heads of the Qing soldiers who surrendered were buried in their crotches, and they really couldn't bear the slightest resistance.

Zhao Chuanxin ran away as fast as lightning.

Two miles away, Zhao Chuanxin caught up with Huang Futing.

bang bang bang bang bang...

Several shots were fired, and Huang Futing's fleeing team fell down to four people.

Huang Futing turned his head, his eyes tearing apart: "Run, run..."

Not to mention the new army, what is the virtue of the ordinary Qing army?During the Eight-Power Allied Forces, they hardly dared to resist against the vicious powers.Some officials of the Qing court even sent pennants to welcome them when the great powers called.

Zhao Chuanxin was only one person, but his level of viciousness was even higher than that of the soldiers of the great powers.

Immediately, a shrewd Qing army shouted: "Run separately."

This sentence worked so well that a group of people cheered and dispersed.

Only Huang Futing and his confidant guards were left in front.

Zhao Chuanxin was only more than 300 meters away from them, and he didn't care about the fleeing Qing troops, just like tarsal maggots chasing Huang Futing.

Although Huang Futing is a military officer, his stamina is really not as good as Zhao Chuanxin, and his bodyguards are also roughly the same.

Huang Futing and the others were out of breath, almost exhausted.

And Zhao Chuanxin was like a wolf chasing prey, running at a constant speed. Because there was no sun, he was also sweating and panting, but it would not be a big problem to continue running for a few more miles.

Huang Futing stopped suddenly, leaned on his knees and panted heavily, and couldn't run anymore: "Hit, hit, hit, turn around and hit..."

He said out of breath.

When people are tired, they will really have the idea that it is better to die.

Huang Futing is probably like this.

They stopped, but Zhao Chuanxin was still trotting.

Facing the incoming bullets, he only shook his body occasionally.

At this distance, Huang Futing's guards couldn't shoot at all.

However, when the distance was almost 30 meters, Zhao Chuanxin fought back.

The Goldberg M1907 was replaced with a Madsen machine gun.

Tata Tata...

With a calmer sound and a hotter gun barrel, when the rain falls on it, it immediately evaporates into water vapor.

Huang Futing immediately fell to the ground, not because he was hit, but because his hands and feet went limp from fright.

His bodyguards were in trouble. They were still pulling the bolt, and their bodies were beaten into a sieve.

The firepower is not at the same level at all.

In the nearby woods, a large number of birds were startled.

Huang Futing was spattered by the guard's blood, which was much hotter than rainwater.

He looked up in amazement, and saw Zhao Chuanxin standing in the rain, like a god statue, with only the flaming gun muzzle and the methodical sound of "tattah", but it made people feel a little warm.

As for Huang Futing's bodyguard, the worst body was torn to pieces.

Huang Futing was convinced that he didn't want to die like this, and he wanted to have a whole corpse.

So, he climbed to the edge of the Qin River with both hands and feet, and plunged into it.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered, retracted his gun, and ran to the river and jumped off against the current.

After a while, Huang Futing, who choked on Qinjiang water, was picked up by Zhao Chuanxin, surfaced and coughed loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the shore and threw him on the shore: "I didn't let you die, you can't die!"

(End of this chapter)