Chapter 960

East edge

This is a typical Jiangnan Town. Even in the war years, it was not affected. In fact, there are not many places in Jiangnan that are really affected by the war. Neither shengtu nor Yang Jian dare to expand the war in Jiangnan.

The morning in this small town is particularly peaceful, and there are few pedestrians on the path paved with bluestone. The reason why people like to visit Jiangnan is that the slow pace of life in Jiangnan is followed by the picturesque beauty. People here know how to enjoy life and never get up early when there is nothing to do.

When the men in Dongyan town do nothing, they get up very late every day. After getting up, they don't wash first, but squat at their door and smoke a hookah. And women, even if they just sit at their neighbors' houses, will put on their most beautiful clothes and comb their hair meticulously.

There are so many small towns in Jiangnan.

The sound of horse hoofs shattered the tranquility of the town. The sound of rattling was so clear.

Some old men chatting at the entrance of the village looked back lazily and were startled. A group of majestic looking cavalry slowly entered the town. The cavalry were wearing black armor and the horse's name hung on the winning hook on the side of the saddle. Even if the name was hidden, it still made people feel cold.

Every cavalry carried a long stick like thing on his back, and a deer skin bag hung on his waist. He looked bulging and didn't know what it was.

The most frightening thing is the face armor pulled down from the iron helmets of the cavalry.

It was the cold murderous spirit of the cavalry that was incompatible with the atmosphere of this quiet town. The old people in the town have never seen anything in the world. Naturally, they don't know that not every army soldier will be murderous. Only soldiers who have really experienced countless life and death killings can have such a cold and uncomfortable temperament.

If the peace of the town is like a pool of water, the cavalry team entering the town is a ferocious crocodile.

"Official"

Hearing the news, Li Zheng Sanshui, dressed in clothes, ran over and stopped in front of the team with a flattering smile: "I don't know whose team the official is. What business do you want to do in our town? I'm Li Zheng from Dongyan town. If you have anything to tell me, I'll do it for you."

"Has anyone come to this town?"

Don't ask the cavalry leader.

"No, our town is the most secure. No outsiders have ever come in."

Zheng Sanshui nodded and bowed. Over the years, Dongyan town has also entered the army and seen bandits. Zheng Sanshui has some experience in dealing with these people. He knew that these soldiers must not offend. If they don't suffer, they must follow them.

"The person we are looking for is very special. If you have met him, you will be impressed."

Don't shake a portrait out of your arms: "have you seen such bald heads?"

"Such a bald head?"

Zheng Sanshui suddenly trembled in his heart and thought of the bald head who was a guest in his home at this time... He didn't know the origin of the bald head. He just felt that the man was very gentle, polite and knowledgeable. His son tied his hair but didn't read for a few days, so he kept the bald head.

"No... No."

Zheng San answered subconsciously. He vaguely felt that it would be difficult if he admitted that he had one hidden in his home.

"Please cooperate with the villagers. These bald heads are Buddhist disciples from the western regions. They tried to assassinate the Duke of town a while ago and fled after the defeat. These people look gentle but extremely dangerous. If anyone finds out, report it immediately, or there may be great disaster."

"No..."

Zheng Sanshui murmured.

"His family has!"

An old man at the entrance of the village suddenly stood up, pointed to Zheng Sanshui and said loudly: "I saw a bald head in his house yesterday, dressed like the people on this portrait. I didn't see it when I went in. It must have been hidden by Zheng Sanshui!"

Don't look at Zheng Sanshui and make a gesture.

The cavalry behind him immediately divided into two teams and rushed forward to surround the yard. Just then, a monk floated out of the yard and rushed out into the distance.

"Muskets!"

The leader shouted. The cavalry immediately took the long wooden stick from their back, and then filled the bullet while chasing the monk. It was a firearm.

Boom!

With the first shot, the cavalry chasing the monk opened fire one after another. Although the accuracy of firearms in horse riding has been greatly affected, the number makes up for the lack of accuracy. After the bullet is out of the chamber, a fire snake is drawn, which is much faster than the feather arrow.

The monk swiped forward, turned back and shook the sleeve of his robe. The big sleeve swelled up like a sail full of wind, and the bullet hit it like a soft but tough wall. However, if the monk wants to avoid all the bullets, his running speed will immediately decrease. The horses soon caught up with him and surrounded him in a circle.

Behind the line

Fang Xie and Xiang qingniu came slowly on horseback and looked at the monk: "the monk's cultivation is not very high. The firearm battalion team fired at the same time. He has only self-protection and will be killed soon. Foreigners should rely on the advantage of firearm quantity in eastern Xinjiang to defeat practitioners."

Xiang qingniu nodded: "but what do you want to know when you let the firearm camp chase the people of the Buddha sect?"

"I know how foreigners kill travelers."

Fang Xie shook his head: "It seems that foreigners' firearms are different from mine. Practitioners above the eighth grade have the ability to block bullets and then retreat. As long as they don't rush forward and die, there is no problem in escaping. However, the news from Xiaoqi school shows that there are nine grade practitioners in eastern Xinjiang who have died under foreigners' firearms. Moreover, those who have goods all over the world have learned from Mu Guangling Many practitioners tried to assassinate the emperor of the opru Empire named Lyman, but failed. "

Xiang qingniu frowned: "do you mean that foreigners have firearms to restrain practitioners?"

"Maybe."

Fang Xie's face was a little ugly. He couldn't imagine what foreigners used to kill nine grade practitioners.

In the distance, the monk finally couldn't resist under the heavy rain of fireguns. After a bullet penetrated his body, his internal strength immediately smothered, followed closely, countless bullets pierced his body, and the blood fog burst open.

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The preparations for the army's northward March have been basically completed. The team of the black flag army has dispatched many horse teams of more than 1000 people to eliminate the remaining bandits. Fang Xie can only do so much. After he leaves, he can conclude that most of the deserters under shengtu and Yang Jian will become bandits and cause trouble. But he has to leave after all, so he can only eliminate more.

When I returned to Guyuan City, it was getting dark. Today, the firearm camp sent out and killed only one monk, the one hiding in Dongyan town. It is not that the firearm camp is not powerful enough, but that Fang Xie has been sending firearm camp people to do this these days. He and Xiang qingniu killed all the monks and experts brought by Da Zi at the beginning. Some escaped, but the number is not large.

"Still thinking about what means foreigners use to kill?"

Xiang qingniu asked.

Fang Xie nodded. He sipped his tea and frowned in meditation.

"Zuo mingchan sent a message from Mouping before he arrived."

Fang Xie handed Xiang qingniu a secret letter in front of him: "There are many foreigners in Muping city. Yang Shunhui, who guarded Muping, has completely become a slave of the foreigners. The team around muguangling landed in Muping. Zuo mingchan said in his letter that the original team of foreigners came into Muping disguised as businessmen. They came in batch by batch, broke up into parts, and then quietly left Muping. It took half a year to form a team Tens of thousands of troops. This foreign army was supposed to go around behind Mu Guangling, but it was stopped by Zhao Tianzheng who drove from Jiangdu. "

"However, since then, Yang Shunhui has no obstacles to the foreigners. The foreigners do not use the previous method to infiltrate the army a little bit. Instead, the Navy Fleet landed directly in Muping City, and the army entered the city one by one. All the two guards of Yang Shunhui withdrew thirty miles away and ignored."

Fang Xie sighed and said, "the commander of the foreign army in Muping is a grand duke of the opru Empire named erteg, with no less than 100000 people. Yang Shun will simply sit in foreign slaves, but those bloody practitioners in Muping city are unwilling to organize a secret killing to get rid of erteg. As a result... More than a dozen practitioners who went there died."

Fang Xie said, "when Zuo mingchan knew about this, she took someone to meet the Jianghu guests. But they didn't meet. They didn't come out when they entered the yard where Earl tiger lived. Zuo mingchan ventured in to explore, checked the bodies of the Jianghu guests and found that they were killed by firearms."

"However, Zuo mingchan suspected that the firearms that killed Jianghu people were unusual. He quietly turned over a foreign soldier and checked the soldier's firearms. He found no difference. Then he went to capture an earl tiger's own soldier alive and checked the soldier's firearms. He also found no difference. They were basically the same as those equipped in our firearms camp."

"No difference?"

Xiang qingniu asked curiously.

"There must be a difference, but Zuo Ming cicada didn't find it."

"That's what's wrong."

Xiang qingniu pondered for a moment: "guns are no different. Are they bullets?"

Fang Xie nodded: "now I also begin to doubt this... Wait..."

Fang Xie's eyes suddenly lit up: "I've seen the so-called mages of foreigners before. In the hands of the Foreign Gang invited by Emperor Murong shame of Nanyan during the Yunnan Road, there are several mages. Their means are different from those of practitioners, but their effects are almost the same. They also use the vitality of heaven and earth, but they don't use the power of cultivation, but use..."

Fang Xie turned his head and said, "send someone to send a thousand miles to the Xiaoqi school in Mu Guangling and Muping City, and let them try to find some bullets for the personal troops around the important foreign generals."

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While Fang Xie thought of something, Mouping City, thousands of miles away.

Zuo mingchan, one of the thousand households in Xiaoqi school, glanced at the dead body lying on the ground and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "this guy has carried it for so long for two months. In two months, he ran out of means and didn't force out the secret of these foreigners' firearms."

"Thousands of households!"

A young cavalry school rubbed his nose, squatted down, looked and said, "this guy didn't find a bullet. Why didn't he bring a bullet?"

Zuo mingchan slapped on the forehead: "fuck! He only focuses on finding differences in firearms and people. I even fucking think that these foreigners also have practitioners, but the practice is to attach their internal strength to bullets, but he doesn't think about bullets."

"Let's get some!"

He smiled: "as long as you know what foreigners rely on to kill heavy walkers, and then crack them, the good days of foreigners will come to an end!"