The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The head bodyguard was not proud, but narrowed his eyes.

This person is stupid, but he can do things openly and do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

He stayed where he was and said: "Urquidi, I judged from the sound of gunshots that there were only three people on the other side. Only one of them was a veteran, and the other two were not worth mentioning. I asked you to attack from both sides to distract John Constant. Ding's concentration prevents him from taking care of both front and rear, so that we can attack from the weak side. If you waste too many bullets now, when you get in, you will have to rely on the sharpshooter's bullets, understand? "

With this said, Urquidy Gomez has an idea.

He shouted: "The few who are good at marksmanship will take turns to attack, while the rest will stay still and wait for Nini to attack from behind."

The head bodyguard was right.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that someone was sneaking up from behind the White House Tavern. He told Agure Ida and Justino: "Next, it depends on whether you two are tough enough, because they will divide their forces to go around, and I will get there." Go behind."

Justino was immediately panicked.

He is the kind of person who is bullied and doesn't want to resist, but seeks comfort from his peers. He is willing to be the weak one.

Ajure Ida has never lacked the courage to fight, not to mention that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

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

And he had just shot a person, which made him feel that he was the chosen one.

no problem.

So he "clicked" and pulled the bolt abruptly: "Don John Constantine, just take a look."

Zhao Chuanxin was so happy that he said: "Okay, okay, this world is yours and mine, but it is yours after all."

Ajure Ida was praised by the masters and was very encouraged.

Brave probe.

boom.

A shot passed by, and the bullet flew past a man's eyeball. The man's eyes were burned and he screamed.

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

Zhao Chuanxin actually ran out of bullets.

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

Zhao Chuanxin collected the gun and selected it from the inventory. Izumi Mamoru Kanesada couldn't use it, and the Spanish Toledo Damask dagger couldn't be used, let alone the Spring Sword.

Picking around, he saw the Cao Zhengxing kitchen knife commonly used by Ajure Ida on the chopping board.

Okay, okay, it’s you.

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

Nini led others around.

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

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

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

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

The gun was in the way, so the man placed it across the window sill and began to climb inside.

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

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said.

The man's ghost was so strong that he never expected to meet love around the corner.

Zhao Chuanxin slashed the kitchen knife down.

laugh……

Plop...

The man dove headlong into the house.

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

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, in a slight panic, fired in unison.

Zhao Chuanxin waited for the opening to fire and pull the bolt, then leaned forward calmly.

boom.

One person will fall down in a hurry.

Nini was shocked, but the arrow was already on the string and he had no choice but to fire it.

He shouted hysterically: "Rush, or we will all die."

The group of people roared and charged toward the window while shooting.

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

Zhao Chuanxin casually used it, and the level 3 light blade penetrated three inches between the eyebrows, and Zhongyuan's one-point red stunt reappeared in the world.

The man's eyes suddenly straightened.

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

It happened that a person poked his gun through the window on the right, and Zhao Chuanxin held the machete upside down and stabbed his wrist with the tip.

"Ouch..."

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

boom.

The man behind him was shot in the chest.

At this time, another gun came in from the left hand side.

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

laugh!

The person who came in through the window on the left had his wrists cut off.

Zhao Chuanxin followed the same method, drew his gun, backed it up, and shot.

boom.

Someone behind him fell to the ground.

Nini's mind went blank.

Zhuo, there are such masters in the world?

If it were anyone else, he would have been in a hurry and scared to death.

But this man kills people in a clear and logical manner, and everything is stable.

There is a kind of posture where one man is in charge and no one can stop him.

Nini's hands and feet were trembling, and she staggered back, wanting to retreat.

Seeing him like this, the remaining four people 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 forward, one meter high, and landed more than four meters away. In an instant, he was in front of the man who had just died, bent down and took out a Colt single-action wheel from his waist.

"Everyone spread out, I'm going to show off."

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Six bullets, all fired in an instant.

Now only Nini was left, hiding behind the mound, and was so scared that he peed 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 this man, it was Miguel Esteban.

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

Urquidi Gomez didn't care about that and fired a shot immediately.

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

Seeing Miguel Esteban, Nini felt something was wrong and wanted to raise his gun immediately.

However, Miguel Esteban took the initiative and swung the agave round spatula that he had been using for half his life. He stabbed Nini's arm quickly, just like stabbing the leaves of agave.

"Ouch..." Nini screamed.

He looked at his bleeding arm, and although he didn't feel pain, he was almost scared to death by his own miserable state.

Many people are like this, they can see others' misery, but can't stand their own misery.

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

The dark cloud covering his chest finally dissipated a little.

He raised the round spatula again and shoveled at Nini's other arm accurately.

"Ouch..."

After that, Miguel Esteban raised the round spatula and aimed it at Nini's neck.

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

The voice stopped abruptly.

...

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

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

The most important thing is that when gunshots rang out from behind the White House Tavern, the people in front launched a charge.

Aguirre Ida and Justino hurriedly fired.

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

But the other side also fought back, and a bullet grazed the outer wall of Justino's upper arm, cutting a hole in his arm. Because the fat was stretched out, the skin and flesh rolled up, which was very scary.

"Ah..." Justino screamed in fear.

Aguirre Ida was annoyed when he heard it: "Shut up."

Justino was frightened by the boy's ferocity.

Aguirre Ida hurriedly loaded the rifle with ammunition, and after finally loading a round, he hurriedly pulled the bolt.

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

Aguirre Ida fired a random shot and hit another person.

But at this time, he had lost his previous excitement, and felt his hands and feet cold: "Damn it, fight them."

As he was talking, the back of the house suddenly became silent.

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.

Someone fell down here again.

"It's a stranger, it's a stranger..."

The sharpshooting of the strangers brought them too much psychological pressure.

So much so that they all rushed into the yard, but now they all ran out.

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

Bang bang.

There were two more gunshots.

Someone fell down after each shot.

Urquidi Gomez rolled down and found that the head of the governor's bodyguards had disappeared.

"Damn, he ran 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 rustling in the wind, and no one could see his expression behind his sunglasses.

He raised his gun and shot a man who wanted to get on a horse.

The man fell off the horse.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the bolt again and found that he had no bullets.

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: "Don John Constantine, I'm here to help you."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded at him and said: "See who is not dead, take the weapon and go up to finish off."

After that, there was a player who was hit by Justino but not hit in the vitals at his feet, Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head slightly.

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

Zhao Chuanxin smiled at him: "Not today."

After that, he raised his leg.

Bang.

Bang.

This man must die.

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

He had a grudge against these people, so he could only kill people when he was most excited.

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

Zhao Chuanxin went into the house, dragged a chair out into the yard, and sat down with a big horse and a golden sword.

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you go and finish off the enemy?" Zhao Chuanxin saw them in a daze and yelled. "Remember, take out the guns, ammunition and money, and don't keep them for yourself."

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

Unexpectedly, he was scolded by Zhao Chuanxin: "Damn it, you just broke a little skin, groan a few times? Hurry up and work!"

Justino: "..."

This kind of work, Aguirre Ida and Justino are already familiar with it.

They began to train Miguel Esteban: "See, don't let these broken fingers fall down. They have to be put away. Later, they will be taken to the mass grave in the back mountain with a donkey cart."

"There may be money hidden in the boots. Let's check them."

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

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

After a lot of busy work, the three of them were sweating profusely.

Zhao Chuanxin just sat on a chair and smoked leisurely.

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

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

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah...tui! The governor is there as a guest, and Urquidi Gomez and the Rural Patrol came here to have a shootout with us. Do you think the governor doesn't know?"

The three of them were silent.

Things got really bad.

If the governor knew about it, he might have ordered it, and the governor and Camilo Toric were in cahoots.

If the governor didn't know it, he knows it now.

In any case, they were at least accomplices.

The most determined person here is Miguel Esteban.

He felt that he had no way out.

If the family is ruined and everyone takes a step back, it is equivalent to giving the last bit of land to Camilo Torric for free.

So what's the point of living?

So he was cruel and stood up and said: "Don John Constantine, I am willing to follow you, even if I face the governor."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know what happened to his family yet, so he looked at him in surprise and then nodded.

Ajure Ida gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid either. Anyway, I have no family, and at worst I will be on the run. Maybe Linzhou will 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 your horse and go with us. You can explain while we do something else."

"..."

With you guys, can that still be explained?

…

Urquidi Gomez, the bodyguard leader, and only three others returned to Toric Manor.

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

He never expected that a mere outsider could kill them all.

Then he beat Urquidi Gomez again: "You waste..."

Calderon Velazquez waited for him to finish venting, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Camilo, anger will only make you lose your mind."

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

Camilo Toric raised his hand: "I'm so disappointed..."

Urquidi Gomez winced.

But Camilo Torric's slap failed to fall in the end.

Now the situation is overwhelming and the losses are heavy. There are still many places where he can rely on Urquidy Gomez.

He paced back and forth anxiously, thinking about how to regain his place.

This stranger is a sharpshooter.

Then, you need to find someone with accurate marksmanship to deal with him.

Mexico has been at war for years, and there are many stragglers and escorts of large plantation owners.

These people run around everywhere, robbing homes and causing nuisance to the place.

It's not difficult to find people who know how to fight, as long as you have enough money.

Human life is the least valuable.

Although Camilo Toric was surprised that Zhao Chuanxin could make him miserable by himself.

But he didn't really take Zhao Chuanxin seriously.

But at this moment, someone hurriedly came to report: "No, Don Camilo Torric, the stranger brought Agure Ida, Justino and Miguel Este from the town. Wan Sha has arrived outside our manor and is asking you to go out to meet him."

Camilo Torik was thinking of revenge just now because he had been domineering in Quitshalan for many years and was used to his majesty.

Only then did he remember that if he could come and attack someone, why couldn't the dragon crossing the river come and attack him?

I'm sorry, Camilo Torric secretly made a miscalculation.

At this time, Urquidy Gomez shouted: "There are still people in our manor, the worst is to fight with them."

"Fight? What the hell are you trying to do? Thirty or forty people can't fight him, how can we fight now?" Camilo Toric cursed, and then suddenly looked at the head of the governor's bodyguard.

The head of the bodyguard smiled and looked at the governor.

He won't make any promises without Calderon Velazquez speaking.

Calderon Velazquez shook his head: "Camilo, you have been here for a long time and you just want to destroy the enemy, but that will not work. Our President, if you blindly destroy the enemy, this country will be ruined." There are not many people left. When a powerful enemy appears, you have to give him some sweetness and make the enemy your friend. There may be conflicts between friends, but there can be no conflicts between you and your friends.”

No one is a fool. It's not that the veterans don't know what Dias did, they just don't talk about it.

As long as you can protect your own interests.

This is how the country sucks.

As the governor said, Camilo Torik was used to being domineering, and even if he understood, he couldn't get around it.

Seeing this, Calderon Velazquez pondered for a moment. He didn't intend to risk his life and let the pistol team bodyguards fight the man head-on.

He said, "Let me go talk to him."

After that, he took the bodyguard leader and a group of bodyguards out.

The February wind was howling.

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

His bodyguard team, armed with live ammunition, followed closely and alertly.

The four men had already arrived at the manor, and in the yard, both sides had set up their positions.

Camilo Torik stood behind Calderon Velazquez.

Outside the manor, there was a group of townspeople watching from afar, pointing and commenting on this side.

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

Juvencio Torick, the stupid son of the landlord, met Zhao Chuanxin and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Constantine, look, my aunt gave me a flute."

Zhao Chuanxin hooked his hand, turned a blind eye to the pistol team's bodyguards, and said: "Bring it here for me to see."

Juvencio Torick handed the flute to Zhao Chuanxin and taught him a few key points of playing the flute.

Soon, Zhao Chuanxin figured it out.

Now Lao Zhao is also an artist who knows music theory. He wiped the flute and brought it to his mouth.

This is a Gaina flute.

Zhao Chuanxin originally thought that he would just play it randomly, but he found that his head, which could master the level 3 light blade rune, could easily handle this new instrument without any effort.

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

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

The wind rolled up his clothes. Zhao Chuanxin, wearing sunglasses, sat upright on the horse's back, and the sound of the flute was sent to the ears of everyone present by the wind.

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