The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Who can outrun Zhao Chuanxin?

He chased after him, slashing each one with a hoe and sickle.

The speed is so fast that it is hard to resist. A cold light flashes in front of the eyes, and usually the world spins and you can see your own body.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin did not come by himself.

Behind them were Ge Yunpeng and others, as well as more remnants gathered last night. At this time, there were about three hundred people.

Just now, Zhao Chuanxin saw something was wrong from a distance and rushed there first.

At this time, Ge Yunpeng and others were belatedly arriving. They saw heads flying around and opened their mouths in surprise.

"Earlier, we had a man named Chu Qingshan. Did he go crazy because of too many killings? Could Mr. Zhao be the same..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Zhao must have a reason."

They rushed over, but stopped thirty meters away from where the murder occurred, and for a moment they did not dare to step forward.

Zhao Chuanxin's movements were ethereal, flashing strangely, flickering east and west, waving knives frequently under the sun. The previously menacing group of people now wished their parents would give them wings and fly away immediately.

Not to mention yelling, he was so frightened that he didn't even have time to beg for mercy before he was killed by the group.

The only person who survived was an unarmed little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin suddenly appear in front of her, she was so frightened that she cried "Wow".

Zhao Chuanxin's mind cleared, he swung the knife and put it away.

At this time, Ge Yunpeng and others dared to step forward, carefully avoiding the heads and blood stains on the ground.

"Sir, this is..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved back and asked the people who buried Liu Yonghe to tell them.

Ge Yunpeng looked complicated after hearing this.

Although he was angry, seeing the bleak scene at this moment, no matter how much anger he had, he dissipated.

The little girl cried for a long time, and suddenly pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You will not die well, you will be struck by lightning, you beast..."

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and kicked her sideways. The little girl was kicked more than ten meters away. After landing, she rolled three more times. Her face was like gold paper, her head tilted, and she lost air.

Ge Yunpeng: "..."

They suddenly retreated, far away from Lao Zhao.

He was afraid that Zhao Chuanxin would kill even his own people.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at them coldly: "Pick up the head as a sacrifice and burn incense for Liu Yonghe. I will make a new stone tablet."

Wearing mud trowel gloves, he gathered sand to form a tower and carved with a light blade: Xianxian Liu Gong, a famous scholar and a great man. Wei Wei became a hero and emerged at the right moment. Fight against Tsarist Russia in the north and drive away the Japanese invaders in the east. I moved to Yanbian and looked with virtue...

Carry the stone monument and turn it around, dig the soil and fill it, it's not a problem.

It’s not a grand funeral, but it’s certainly not unknown.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the feng shui around him and said to everyone: "From now on, as long as there are soldiers who betrayed the enemy and there are no ancestral graves to return to, they will be buried here. It will be easy to pay tribute and sweep the tombs in the future."

Ge Yunpeng and others agreed.

As far as Zhao Chuanxin is concerned, loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan.

But others may not think so, and he still respects other people's ideas.

After doing this, Ge Yunpeng said: "Sir, let us join the war. You also have many helpers."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Go and collect the defeated troops first."

Ge Yunpeng took people there.

But he met Wu Luzhen.

Wu Luzhen told him: "There were some soldiers who betrayed the navy. After the incident, I was worried that the Japanese would hunt them down, so I hid them in several homes by the Xilin River for temporary refuge."

Ge Yunpeng gratefully handed over his hand: "Thank you Wu Dutong. I will definitely report this matter to Mr. Zhao."

Wu Luzhen hurriedly asked: "Where is Brother Charcoal Worker?"

"After paying homage to Brigadier Liu, sir, he went to the other side."

"ah?"

Ge Yunpeng hesitated to speak, but finally said: "Wu Dutong, there is something I must tell you..."

He told Wu Luzhen what happened when Liu Yonghe was buried.

Wu Luzhen's heart trembled: "Take me to have a look, and pay homage to Brigadier Liu on the way."

When he arrived at the tomb, he saw heads piled up like a hill.

Suddenly, I thought of the ancient officials who fought and built the capital.

"Brother Tan Gong, is there anything unusual in his behavior? I mean, apart from the things in front of you..."

Ge Yunpeng shook his head: "Apart from his unsightly face, there's nothing else."

…

After Zhu Erdian was killed by Zhao Chuanxin, the British sent the previous minister, Sa Daoyi.

Originally, Sa Daoyi had retired, but considering the sudden change in the situation in the Far East at this time, Zhao Chuanxin made provocations and actually threatened the British deployment and strategy in China. A courageous and resourceful veteran must take charge of the work.

As for the British Consul General in Shanghai, James Mason, he was frightened by Zhao Chuanxin and dared not go against him at all.

When Sa Daoyi learned that Zhao Chuanxin and the Japanese were fighting in the Yanbian area, he immediately wanted to modify the commercial treaty in addition to considering Britain's own interests. He also denounced Zhao Chuanxin for provoking conflicts and wars between countries without authorization.

In an interview with reporters, Sa Daoyi said: "When I came to China again, I was very disappointed with the management of the Qing Dynasty. They did not even have the ability to control a prefect, which caused the border to be in turmoil and affected the trade interests of all countries. The Japanese asked me for help, but I I will not send troops easily, I will make a strong statement to all countries and let them see the consequences of allowing Zhao Chuanxin to act recklessly. I think the situation will become clear soon, just watch..."

…

Zhao Chuanxin went crazy.

He rode a three-generation dragon and headed straight to Huining. The road was dripping with Japanese corpses, and the water of the Yalu River was dyed red with blood.

Song Chengjun was a local nobleman in Huining and a distant relative of Song Byung-jin, a Korean pro-Japanese faction.

He took his servants and servants out to check, and when he saw the blood on the Yalu River, he couldn't help but frown.

Then he saw a tall man sitting on a rock by the river, smoking and dazing while looking at the river.

They walked over.

Song Chengjun shouted and asked: "Who did this?"

The man glanced and said nothing.

Song Chengjun was used to being domineering in the local area. Seeing that this man ignored him, his anger became even more intense. He stepped forward and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "What do you want me to ask you? These days, there are unruly people everywhere... Wow..."

Before he finished speaking, the man broke off his fingers.

Upon seeing this, the servants and thugs of the house stepped forward with their arms and sleeves rolled up to capture this bold thief.

"This chaos of war will make your life worse than death!"

But the man didn't even get up, took out his Winchester M1897, slid the slide, and pulled the trigger.

boom.

The two were blown away.

Boom, boom, boom...

After Zhao Chuanxin emptied his bullet, the whole place was wailing, and there was another touch of blood on the banks of the Yalu River.

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the frightened Song Chengjun: "In my opinion, being gentle to your nation is of no use, you are a bunch of cheap bastards."

After saying that, he stood up and held Song Chengjun's hair: "Take me to your house. I want to ransack the house."

Song Chengjun's heart tightened when he heard this.

It would have been fine if the Japanese troops were still there, but the Japanese troops had already retreated. There were only Korean police in the local police station, and it was too late to call at this time.

My fingers hurt, but my heart would hurt even more if my home was ransacked.

He shouted: "Don't even think about it, I advise you to let me go, otherwise you will be able to look good..."

Zhao Chuanxin's fingers scratched his cheek, and the skin and flesh immediately rolled up and blood flowed.

"Ah..." Song Chengjun cried out in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin's fingers poked him again and again, leaving him with sores and wounds, but the holes were very shallow and would bleed, but would not cause death.

How has Song Chengjun ever suffered such a crime?

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there..."

Zhao Chuanxin followed Song Chengjun to his house. The female family members of the Song family saw that the master had brought a stranger home. He was bleeding everywhere and his hair was being pulled out. They couldn't help but scream: "Come here, catch this thief..." …”

There are also men in the house, and the copycats come to Zhao to pass on the salary.

Some people also ran out in a hurry and went to the police station to report the crime.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his God of War M1907 and fired with one hand.

Chug tug tug…

A circle of people were shot to death. The female family members covered their mouths and saw a ferocious smile on the man's face.

Chug tug tug...

Several female relatives were lying in a pool of blood, their bodies like chaff.

Song Chengjun's eyes were bloodshot: "You, why did you kill them... You and I are irreconcilable..."

"Wear you to paralysis."

Zhao Chuanxin jabbed the muzzle of his gun, struck it into Song Chengjun's eye socket, and pulled the trigger.

Chug tug tug.

Song Chengjun's head was smashed to pieces.

Xingyue turned on the scanning mode and told Zhao Chuanxin: "I detected from the chemical signals emitted by your body that you are in an abnormal mental state."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored Xingyue, went straight to Song Chengjun's house, and carried all the gold, silver and jewelry out.

When I went out, I happened to run into the hurried Korean police. They wore big-brimmed hats and carried Japanese Type 30 rifles, and rushed into the house menacingly.

We can't blame them for being too proactive. In fact, the Song Dynasty had good relations with the Japanese army, and at this time, the Korean police had become Japan's lackeys.

Moreover, Song Chengjun often used money to manage local government offices, including the police.

Publicly and privately, they have to be more active.

I happened to bump into Zhao Chuanxin who was coming out.

"Stop, bold thief..."

Bang bang bang...

Mosin Nagant turned his wheel, and Zhao Chuanxin shot out as fast as lightning, shooting six times in a row.

Six policemen were killed, and Zhao Chuanxin was not even seen firing a gun.

They saw only a faint smoke before they died.

Zhao Chuanxin stabbed the Mosin-Nagant repeatedly, removed the cartridge case, reloaded the bullet, and shot the frightened messenger in the head.

Bang.

When Zhao Chuanxin came back to the riverside, he found that Korean people were picking up equipment exploded by the Japanese army.

He sneered three times and shouted with his vocal organ: "If it doesn't belong to you, you'd better put it down."

The people looked up in astonishment and glanced at the man. They saw that he was wearing a gray-green shirt with many pockets on it. The sleeves were bulging. The cuffs were rolled up. The veins on his forearms were bulging. He wore a watch and a watch on his wrist. Wearing a bracelet and two rings on her fingers.

His middle-length hair was slicked back, and sunglasses hung on his face. Under the sunglasses was a thick, dark beard.

Although it was a bit scary, these people still curled their lips indifferently.

Don't pick the bastard when it's cheap.

Among the equipment exploded by the Japanese army, there were not only guns and ammunition, but also tobacco, alcohol and money.

Seeing that they ignored them, Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and took out the Xingyue M1909.

Tata Tata...

Light machine gun fire.

"Ahhhh..."

The Korean people who were picking up the corpses were instantly killed and injured in large numbers, screaming and running away.

Zhao Chuanxin was in charge of men, women, old and young, and those who disobeyed would all die.

If there were those who escaped, Zhao Chuanxin would not pursue them and continued to sit on the rocks to rest.

He was very tired from fighting all morning.

But not long after, Korean people came together carrying guns and ammunition seized from the corpses of Japanese soldiers.

They were all people who had just escaped, and they were related to each other. They heard that someone was trying to kill their relatives and friends, and they wanted to come back to find trouble.

Bang.

A bullet hit the soil on the ground seven or eight meters away from Zhao Chuanxin, making a small hole.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even bother to stand up. He took out a Lee-Enfield rifle and didn't even aim at it.

Bang.

Hit the red heart.

When the more than 20 people on the opposite side saw their companions fall, their anger levels were all gone, and they turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin had enough time to pull the bolt and fired in an orderly manner.

Bang, bang, bang...

Reload calmly and keep shooting.

The speed of these people's legs was not as fast as bullets. They thought they would be safe if they ran a hundred meters away. However, there were fewer and fewer people running around them. The last person collapsed to the ground in fear and became incontinent.

Bang.

This man fell down when he raised his head.

Zhao Chuanxin spat, put on his mud trowel gloves, gathered the sand into a tower, made a stone tablet, and carved the words with a light blade - Anyone who dares to pick up the corpse will be killed without mercy.

He thought in his heart that the ancient books said that the barbarians from all four countries were afraid of power and had no morals.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Since they are all cheap men, we have no choice but to kill them.

After resting enough, he climbed onto the Three Generations Wandering Dragon and galloped towards Mushan County.

Passing by Mingchen Island, we encountered a group of Japanese troops. They should be from the rear. They had already set up machine guns and been waiting for a long time.

As soon as the black iron guy showed up, he started shooting.

Tata Tata...

Three bullets hit the outer cabin of the third-generation dragon.

However, the speed at which they turned the cannon was not as fast as the speed of the third-generation dragon. Zhao Chuanxin controlled the third-generation dragon to spread its short wings and briefly take off to glide into the air. Four loitering missiles flew out in an arc.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Under the precise strike of loitering missiles, there was not a single living person in the machine gun position.

The muzzle of the machine gun popped out, raining bullets.

Tata Tata...

When Zhao Chuanxin arrived in Mushan County, three Japanese brigades were stationed here.

When the third generation of Youlong appeared, the Japanese army immediately ordered the artillery fire.

Zhao Chuanxin played three generations of dragons and flashed them.

When the black and white Chaos Armor appeared, the Japanese army panicked.

In fact, this armor brought too much pressure to them. Whenever they saw black and white armor along the way, they would suffer heavy casualties.

Zhao Chuanxin ran and flashed in Chaos Armor, and rushed into the artillery position in a moment. He ran and jumped wildly. With various strength bonuses, he rushed out like a cannonball. Due to the reaction force of the shoulder straps, he was able to stay in the air for more than ten meters.

The body turned 360 degrees, and a light blade shot out from each hand and slashed across it. Japanese soldiers were cut into two sections wherever they passed.

After landing, Zhao Chuanxin took five quick steps to stop, took out his bow and shot the poverty arrow.

Under his command, more than 30 Japanese artillerymen were pierced through the body in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Chuanxin released the Black Widow Puppet. The Black Widow Puppet ran towards the trench, jumped in nimbly, and lurched left and right in the trench. Gunshots rang out. In a moment, the Japanese army dumped Bai Lai's body in the trench, and the Japanese army's innermost defense line collapsed.

After Zhao Chuanxin collected the Pauper Arrow and the Black Widow Puppet, he flashed to avoid the danger and released the puppet slaves to install the magazine for the Black Widow Puppet. However, Zhao Chuanxin studied the layout of the Japanese defense line in his sunglasses.

"Baga, it is meaningless to divide the defense area at this time. Zhao Chuanxin's whereabouts are uncertain, and we cannot catch him at all."

"Artillery has no use against him."

"Not even mines. He can see through them at a glance."

The Japanese officer thought of a way: "Today, I am going to die here, but I will have to drag Zhao Chuanxin on my back."

They made a giant bomb and detonated it when Zhao Chuanxin came over.

This group of death squads were ready to die, waiting with tragic faces.

Over there, Zhao Chuanxin quickly entered the battle again.

However, when approaching the group of death squads, Xingyue told Zhao Chuanxin: "They made a temporary bomb and waited for you to die."

Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to flash out, he braked suddenly when he heard this, took out his bow and explosive arrows and fired them frequently in the direction of the death squads.

Japanese troops were shooting at him from all sides. Zhao Chuanxin was hit by more than ten bullets, but he still shot three arrows.

Boom boom boom.

Three explosive arrows exploded.

boom……

The bomb was detonated.

The death squads were wiped out.

Seeing this, the remaining Japanese troops couldn't help but despair.

They fled in all directions, running into civilian alleys, and some hid in Korean people's houses.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the roof and ran quickly.

Once Xingyue reminded: "There are Japanese troops below."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the light spot prompts on his sunglasses and shot downward through the tiles.

Tata Tata...

No matter who is in the house, everyone must die!

He always had that thought in his mind - the bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no rooster crowing for a thousand miles.

If there is a large amount of finance, Xingyue will tell him, and Zhao Chuanxin will go down and search for it.

If you make a small fuss, he will sit back and ignore it.

…

In Linjiang County, Zhao Zhongyi and Gao Li noticed some changes in the Japanese 20th Army Corps opposite them.

Zhao Zhongyi frowned: "Are you planning to attack us?"

Gao Li took a telescope and looked carefully: "No, it seems to be leaving."

At this time, Wang Long and his men came in a hurry from the direction of Weisha River on horseback.

The cavalry in Lugang Town is well-known outside the country. Although Lugang Town is not suitable for large-scale horse breeding, there are always horse breeding lands around it. Lugang Town has excellent stallions. After several years of breeding, the scale is not small, but it is still there. Stallions were brought in from time to time.

Wang Long hurriedly rolled off the saddle: "Brigadier Commander, a telegram came from Yanji. Our Captain Zhao went to Yanbian in person and crossed the river to pursue the Japanese 19th Army. They were killed so hard that they were defeated step by step."

Zhao Zhongyi and Gao Li looked at each other excitedly.

Gao Li slapped the enemy with his fist: "No wonder, the Japs' 20th Army Corps is not attacking or retreating, but wants to support the 19th Army Corps."

Zhao Zhongyi's expression changed: "After all, there is only one person who can pass on the salary. We must hold back the Japanese 20th Army Corps."

Among the younger generation, Wang Long and Sun Yanguang are the best in the insurance team.

They have always been bothered by the fact that they have never experienced a big battle, and now they finally have the chance.

The two of them were secretly happy: the opportunity to make merit and make money has come.

The insurance team has always been like this, happy to hear about the war.

...

The 19th Corps of the Japanese Army.

Tachibana Koichiro said to Tono Takaki in a deep voice: "Zhao Chuanxin is coming with great momentum. We may be able to kill him in the end, but we have to retreat tactically now. To avoid more casualties, I plan to let you cover the rear."

Tono Takaki found out that Zhao Chuanxin crossed the river this time mainly to avenge Liu Yonghe, and he has been worried.

He wanted to avoid the evil spirit, so he didn't confront Zhao Chuanxin head-on along the way.

Now after listening to Tachibana Koichiro's words, he couldn't help but look ashen.

He understood that Tachibana Koichiro was deliberately trying to send him to death.

He was the culprit who tortured and killed Liu Yonghe. As long as he died, Zhao Chuanxin might be relieved.

It can also buy time for the army to retreat.

Tachibana Koichiro did not give Takaki Tono a chance to consider. After issuing the order, he led his troops to retreat directly.

Although Takaki Tono was determined to die, he thought again and again and decided not to fall into Zhao Chuanxin's hands.

Otherwise, he might be worse off than dead.

So, he found a confidant to be the kaishakunin, knelt down and prepared to commit suicide by cutting his stomach.

"Baga, Zhao Chuanxin, I'll die first, let's see what you can do to me!"