Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 34: Could it be that this reputation of being righteous and righteous was earned through killing?

Feng Cheng and the new recruits standing behind Zhang Yuan all had twitching faces.

They had never seen such a decisive and clean way of killing.

They only knew that Brother Yuan was known as a man of great righteousness, but the scene they saw at this moment had nothing to do with righteousness.

"Could it be that this reputation of being righteous and righteous was earned by killing people..." Feng Cheng clenched the knife in his hand and muttered to himself.

On the river bank, Xu Xianzhong, holding a knife, looked surprised.

Zhang Yuan looked young, but he was the most ruthless and merciless person he had ever seen.

"Wow, who is this captain..." The captain Gao Tong beside Xu Xianzhong lowered his voice and was shocked.

Killing without blinking an eye is not something that can be done with just words.

When the battle really comes, can the knife cut through, can the blood and qi surge, can I keep my mind...

Without the tempering of military battles, it would be impossible to be so decisive in killing.

"Forest--"

Zhang Yuan's voice rang out.

"Military tactics!" Xu Xianzhong exclaimed.

Although the Zaoyi Guards were military guards, they were different from the real garrison troops.

The usual tasks of the Zaoyi Guards are capturing, patrolling, and guarding, and they rarely need to form a formation.

Not to mention the military formations.

There are only dozens of guards in the general guard office, and they don’t practice military formations at all. At most, they form a small formation like the Canglang Battle Formation.

Zhang Yuan's order at this time was clearly a tactic used in military battles.

Wind, forest, mountain, fire.

As fast as the wind.

Xu Rulin.

Unmoving as a mountain.

Attack like fire.

On the river bank, Zhang Yuan's team of soldiers quickly changed their formation. Soldiers holding shields stepped forward, soldiers holding spears were in the middle, and soldiers holding bows and crossbows stood in the back.

The soldiers in the front row led by Chen Wu were the fastest and most organized.

Feng Cheng and others in the rear were a little flustered, but they were able to keep up with the pace of other soldiers.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just practiced the military formation, I'm not very proficient..." Xu Xianzhong breathed a sigh of relief and whispered softly.

What would happen if the black-robed guards were that elite?
He looked at Zhang Yuan, and there was a gleam in his eyes again.

Not to mention other soldiers, the leader Zhang Yuan is definitely familiar with military formations.

Under his gaze, Zhang Yuan raised his hand and waved.

"wind--"

Crossbows from the rear fired a volley of arrows like rain.

Although there were only more than ten black-robed guards, most of their crossbows were linked arrows, with a box of ten arrows. When they were shot out, the bandits on the bow of the ship dared not even raise their heads.

After firing three rounds in a row, Zhang Yuan waved his hand again.

The soldier with a pistol on his back took a step forward, pulled out the pistol from behind, and tightened his grip on the thin chain on the handle.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

The pistol was thrown out and hit the wooden boat, and the thin chain at the back was tightened.

Twelve thin chains pulled, and the soldiers exerted force with their hands.

The wooden boat lying across the river shook and was slowly dragged toward the shore.

"They're pulling the boat ashore!"

"They're wearing armor, and the boat is finished once it reaches the shore!"

The two wooden boats behind collided and the bandits on them screamed.

The bandits on the first wooden boat were all pale at this time, and the leading bandits also looked terrified.

One of the bandits was holding a wooden board in his hand and wanted to rush to the bow to pull out the pistol stuck in the bow, but when he looked up, arrows flew towards him from the shore.

Even though they were only a few feet away, the arrows in the hands of the black-robed guards were already very accurate.

After arrows pierced the heads of several bandits, no one dared to show their heads again.

"kill--"

On the river bank, three bandits who had dived in roared and slashed at the taut chains with their knives.

Zhang Yuan, who was standing in front, had a gleam in his eyes. He took a step forward and tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the blade, with a cold edge, slashed across the waists of the three bandits.

Bright red blood drops fell, and then blood gushed out like a fountain.

Kill three people with one sword!
"At least the great master level of swordsmanship!" The captain beside Xu Xianzhong spoke in a low voice, holding the knife in his hand.

The strike was clean and swift, indicating that both strength and speed had reached maturity.

This is a sword that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations.

Zhang Yuan pointed the blade diagonally, and drops of blood fell into the river and dissipated.

"Bam—"

The wooden boat was pulled two meters away and hit the rocks on the river bank and ran aground.

The pirates on the boat were knocked unstable by the collision. Some fell onto the deck, and some rolled into the river.

"Qi Tou, I leave it to you."

Zhang Yuan shouted loudly.

On the other side, Qi Junliang held a spear and led the black-armored soldiers behind him to rush forward.

"Thanks!"

Qi Junliang let out a low cry and stepped onto the reef in a few steps. The two soldiers behind him stretched out their spears and pressed them against his lower back. With a strong lift, Qi Junliang's body flew up more than ten feet and rushed onto the deck.

The boat was pulled to the shore, but their team was allowed to board. It was obvious that Zhang Yuan was giving away credit.

When he reached the deck, Qi Junliang swept the spear in his hand across.

"Bam—"

Two bandits holding the wooden portholes were shot away and fell into the water.

He took another step forward and thrust out with the gun in his hand.

"Bam—"

A bandit holding a wooden shield was pierced through by a spear.

The spear was stuck in the mast, and the two-foot-circle wooden post was pierced.

The force of this shot is almost a thousand pounds.

Qi Junliang shook his arm, and the wooden pillar fell down with a loud bang, hitting the bow of the boat and falling into the water.

One shot made the bandits who wanted to surround them retreat in panic.

No one wants to be shot.

At the back, a soldier took two steps up the wooden pillar, dropped the round shield in his hand to the ground, and rolled forward to the side of Qi Junliang. He protected Qi Junliang with the round shield, and held the sword diagonally in his other hand.

Huang Sanliang.

"Go kill it yourself, why do I need you to protect me?"

Qi Junliang snorted, but his expression seemed a little more relieved.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with Huang Sanliang, pressing forward with swords, shields, and spears, preventing the bandits on the boat from approaching.

The armored soldiers had already stepped onto the broken mast, and some had climbed onto the ship directly by climbing onto the chains.

Seven or eight soldiers stood at the bow of the ship, their black armor connected into one piece, immediately forcing the bandits who wanted to rush out to retreat.

A steady stream of black-armored and black-robed guards rushed up, and the battle on the wooden boat was no longer suspenseful. All they had to do was to suppress all the bandits, and it would be easy to kill or capture them.

On the river bank, Zhang Yuan looked past the first wooden boat and looked at the two wooden boats behind it.

The bandits on the boat were already chopping at the ropes blocking the river, and some even jumped off the boat and swam desperately towards the other side.

Following this trend, of the three wooden boats, only the bandits on the first boat could be captured, while most of the bandits on the other two boats were able to escape.

Zhang Yuan moved and headed towards the water's edge in front.

Before reaching the reef, he suddenly swung the long sword in his hand horizontally.

"Bam—"

The cow tendon rope blocking the river, as thick as an arm, was cut in half with a knife. The stretched rope fell on the wooden boat, entangled the bodies of seven or eight bandits who had stuck their heads out of the boat, and dragged them into the water.

The river blocking rope was cut, and the two blocked wooden boats rushed downstream in an instant.

However, because the river-blocking rope was broken from the shore, the two ships were now rushing obliquely towards the river bank below, following the current and the pulling force of the river-blocking rope.

On the deck, the bandits frantically paddled or pulled the sails, trying their best to stop the wooden boat from crashing into the river bank.

Zhang Yuan held a knife in his hand and stepped onto the reef in front of him, taking a step with a thousand pounds of force.

"Bam—"

With the force of one step, his body directly crossed the river channel more than two meters away and flew to the deck of the wooden boat.

(End of this chapter)