The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

There were many strange phenomena in the late Qing Dynasty.

When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China and the foreign powers attacked the Forbidden City, the people happily helped deliver supplies, took the initiative to help set up ladders, and even took the lead in climbing on the wall to support them.

There is a word called "welcome along the road", they are welcomed through the wall.

If this is because Cixi was unpopular, the people longed for the demise of the Qing Dynasty.

Then another thing is terrifying.

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

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

Not much changed in the south.

But Zhao Chuanxin knocked down three people in succession, and finally took out the Winchester M1897, click, boom!

The Qing army suddenly became confused.

In lively battles, occasionally the Qing army would win even against the armies of foreign powers.

However, in bloody and cruel close combat, the Qing army was basically defeated in every battle.

Zhao Chuanxin fired face to face, aiming at the bound prisoner in the center of the execution ground, his steps extremely firm.

Huang Futing was sitting on the high platform. Although he thought that the rebel party might appear, he did not expect that it would appear in a crazy form like Zhao Chuanxin.

This is simply a lifeless play.

But in reality?

None of the people present were from the New Army. The Qing soldiers looked like second-rate soldiers. They panicked and used the quick guns in their hands, which were not as useful as fire sticks.

Zhao Chuanxin fired five shots without encountering any decent resistance.

Instead, it was a low-level officer carrying a knife who slashed at Zhao Chuanxin with his knife.

The Winchester M1897 was held horizontally. This action was done by Zhao Chuanxin with one hand, but it was as solid as cast steel.

The low-ranking officer held the knife in both hands and looked at it for a moment.

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

The last round was loaded.

boom……

At this time, the Qing army who was close to Zhao Chuanxin looked at the tragic scene of his dead comrades being sprayed by the Winchester M1897. They did not choose to reload the bullet quickly or attach the bayonet urgently, but turned around and ran away.

In the distance, the Qing troops who had filled their bullets and were preparing for execution turned their guns and shot towards Zhao Chuanxin.

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

Zhao Chuanxin was still taking his time, leaning his body from time to time to avoid bullets.

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

The man next to him said with trembling lips: "Ordinary thieves only wear a piece of black cloth. There is only one person who is used to wearing such a ferocious mask."

Huang Futing said it for him: "Zhao Chuanxin?"

"This man is unbeatable!"

"hiss……"

Benjamin Goldberg was not idle either. He was among the people on the periphery, paying close attention to the execution ground.

He ignored the Qing troops who were at a loss and fled.

But anyone who loaded the gun with bullets would be bound to be restrained by his hand with the enchantment lamp.

Needless to say, this gave Zhao Chuanxin no worries and he only had to face the enemy in front of him.

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

Bo is the local Zhuang people's name for their father.

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

Everyone was running, but the little girl wearing a blue moonlight skirt and bangs didn't move. She was like a small boat in the strong wind and waves, being tossed left and right.

Benjamin Goldberg also didn't run away. Even though he looked like a young boy, he didn't look strong either, but he was extremely strong.

He pushed left and right, wandering among the crowd, and used the ecstasy lamp to entangle the Qing soldiers from time to time.

He came to the little girl, kicked away a man who was squeezing over, and said, "What the hell are you standing there for? If you get stuck, you won't be able to stand up anymore. Ma Liu'er, come with me." "

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

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

Benjamin Goldberg hurriedly grabbed her: "There are tigers in Mingzhi Mountain, so don't go to Mingzhi Mountain, you tiger thing."

…

Shuangxi and Wang Long lurked in a small forest next to the rice field, far away from the execution ground.

Their plan was that Shuangxi would cause a commotion among the Qing troops, and Wang Long would take the opportunity to approach Huang Futing and fire a cold shot.

This is the saying goes: to capture the thief first, capture the king.

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

However, before the two of them could make any move, chaos broke out in the execution ground.

"I'm going to do it, why did you start doing it first?" Wang Long asked in astonishment.

Shuangxi took out his telescope and looked at it, but the scene was in such a mess that he couldn't see anything: "Maybe someone named Sun sent someone to rescue him."

"What shall we do?"

"It's good to be in chaos, let's rush in and fish in troubled waters."

No one cares about the prisoners anymore.

Wang Long and Shuangxi successfully approached from the rice field. They fired their guns and shot down two Qing soldiers who were panicking. They took out their bayonets and cut the rope of a prisoner.

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

"Remember, Brother Shuangxi, you came to save us, wuwu..." This man was young and a local citizen of Zhennanguan. Shuangxi had sent him home.

Shuangxi raised his hand and slapped him: "Don't cry, come with me to save people."

Wang Long looked at the center of the field and was stunned: "Brother Shuangxi, why do I look like the captain?"

Shuangxi untied the second man and asked without raising his head: "Which captain?"

"It's Captain Zhao."

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

When he raised his head, I realized...it was really Zhao Chuanxin.

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

He put the bayonet into the hands of the rescued: "Untie everyone, we are going to go fuck ourselves!"

I saw Zhao Chuanxin holding the Goldberg M1907, firing two bursts, mowing down two people not far away, running over, lifting the body of one person and pushing it forward, blocking the two oncoming bullets.

Phoenix Mysterious Ring—Boom!

The body flew upside down, knocking over two people.

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

Bang bang bang...

She put away her pistol and continued firing from a distance with her assault rifle.

Shake to dodge, lift the body to block the gun, fire back with burst fire, finish the shot with the pistol, charge and shoot...

The connection of various movements and weapons was smooth and smooth. Although there was no bunker, Zhao Chuanxin gave him the feeling of a positional battle.

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

Double Happiness is all too familiar with this.

He and Wang Long crossed forward and backward.

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

The two men's marksmanship was precise and they followed each step step by step, completely different from Zhao Chuanxin's fighting style.

The Qing army was basically attracted by Zhao Chuanxin's firepower, and did not notice that someone stabbed him in the back.

When Huang Futing found out that the visitor turned out to be the legendary evil star Zhao Chuanxin, he felt bad: "Didn't you say that Zhao Chuanxin has nothing to do with those rogue parties?"

"I don't know, is it possible..."

Is it possible that this time the government is going to announce cooperation with the chaotic party?

After Zhao Chuanxin killed countless Qing troops blocking the road, the remaining people became frightened. Some threw away their guns and ran away, while others simply knelt down and surrendered...

This willpower is incomparable to that of the Japanese and American armies and even the new army of the Qing court. They are simply a bunch of rabble.

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

When some sharp-eyed Qing soldiers saw it, they immediately shouted and fled with them.

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

Shuangxi and Wang Long were so excited when they saw Zhao Chuanxin that it was actually very dangerous for them to rush out like this.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin defeated these Qing troops, and no one dared to continue to resist. Shuangxi and Wang Long were lucky enough not to lose.

Shuangxi shouted loudly: "Pass the inheritance, here!"

Zhao Chuanxin left the body that had been shot five or six times, raised his eyes, and waved: "Come here."

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

Zhao Chuanxin just killed everyone in the field, which was so shocking.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the two of them had lost weight, their faces were dark, and their hair was as messy as a chicken coop. He patted Wang Long on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Wang Long straightened his back: "Captain Zhao, that piece of shit Huang Futing ran away."

Shuangxi smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the telescope and looked at it: "You can't run away. You guys maintain order here until I come back with Huang Futing's head."

The south is unsuitable for horseback riding because of the rugged roads and excessive swampy bottoms.

Yunnan horses are too short.

Huang Futing escaped by running.

It was raining lightly, and Zhao Chuanxin shouted to the surrounding Qing troops: "I call Zhao Chuanxin. No one is allowed to run away. If anyone runs away, I will chase him to the ends of the earth. I will kneel here and wait."

His identity is not easy to conceal.

Maybe at the beginning of the 20th century, no one except him had such a strong individual combat ability, and you could guess it with your toes afterwards.

The surrendered Qing army's heads were buried in their crotches, and they really couldn't resist at all.

Zhao Chuanxin ran away as fast as lightning.

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

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

After several bursts of shooting, Huang Futing's escape team fell to four people.

Huang Futing turned his head, his eyes about to burst: "Run, run..."

Not to mention the new army, what kind of virtues do ordinary Qing soldiers have? During the Eight-Nation Alliance, they almost did not dare to resist when faced with the extremely vicious powers. Some officials of the Qing court even sent banners and lined up to welcome them when the foreign powers came.

Zhao Chuanxin is only one person, but his ferocity is even worse than that of the soldiers of other 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 close guards were left in front.

Zhao Chuanxin was no more than 300 meters away from them, and he didn't care about the Qing troops who fled, chasing Huang Futing like tarsal maggots.

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

Huang Futing and others were panting and their fuel was almost exhausted.

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

Huang Futing suddenly stopped, holding his knees and gasping for breath. He could no longer run: "Fight, fight, fight, turn around and fight..."

he said breathlessly.

When people are tired, they will really think that they might as well just 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.

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

However, when the distance was almost 120 to 30 meters, Zhao Chuanxin fought back.

The Goldberg M1907 was replaced with a Madsen machine gun.

Tata Tata...

A calmer sound and a hotter barrel. When rain falls on it, it immediately evaporates into water vapor and disperses.

Huang Futing immediately fell to the ground, not because he was hit, but because his hands and feet were weak from fear.

His bodyguard suffered a disaster. While he was still pulling the bolt, his body was beaten into a sieve.

The firepower is not on the same level at all.

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

Huang Futing was splashed with blood by the guards, which was much hotter than the rain.

He looked up in shock and saw Zhao Chuanxin standing in the rain, like a statue of a god, with only the flaming muzzle and the methodical sound of "Ta Ta Ta Ta", which made people feel a little warm.

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

Huang Futing was convinced that he did not want to die like this, and he would have to die with a whole body.

So, he climbed to the edge of the Qinjiang River on his hands and feet and plunged into it.

A sneer escaped from the corner of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth, he put away his gun, ran to the riverside, jumped down and went upstream.

After a while, Huang Futing, who had taken a few mouthfuls of Qinjiang water, was picked up by Zhao Chuanxin and coughed loudly when he surfaced.

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