The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Song Xiaolian was right. It was Zhao Chuanxin who drove away the Russians.

How did he drive it away?

"Come out, come out..."

"Who are you?" A tall, muscular Russian man emerged from the shack and asked in blunt Chinese.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and put a big armband on his body.

Snapped……

The tall and round man was knocked to the ground by Zhao Chuanxin with a slap.

Zhao Chuanxin yelled and scolded: "You guys from Male Gobi, I am the prefect here. Who asked you to cross the border and build shacks, but you are still farming here?"

"You, this..."

The Tsarist Russian man was not very fluent in the language and could only speak in half a sentence.

Angrily, he turned back to the shack and took out a knife.

Just as he raised the knife, the muzzle of Shui Lianzhu hit him on the cheek: "Look at you, you're such a scumbag, what do you want to do?"

Crying...

The knife fell to the ground.

Behind the man, another woman and child came out of the shack.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the oil barrel, flicked his fingers, and a bunch of kerosene fell on the shack.

Zhao Chuanxin snapped his fingers.

call……

The shack caught fire.

The man's eyes immediately turned red: "My property, my money..."

After saying that, he was about to rush inside, but was stopped by the woman.

Because the fire suddenly grew bigger and was raging out of control.

If people come in, they must not be burned to death?

The man turned around and picked up the knife on the ground: "I will fight with you..."

boom……

The man was shot in the forehead and died with his eyes open.

Without blinking, Zhao Chuanxin pulled the bolt and pointed at the woman and child: "Go north. If you see a shack, go in and call someone!"

In this way, Zhao Chuanxin drove all the way.

There were only two people at first, but later the team grew to hundreds of people, a huge crowd.

The crowd was sobbing, crying, and cursing.

In the distance, two knights came riding.

After approaching, the two men reined in the reins and shouted in Mongolian and Chinese respectively on horseback: "That bandit in front, put down your weapon, otherwise we will shoot."

Zhao Chuanxin was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he just raised his gun and shot.

boom!

One person fell from his horse.

Zhao Chuanxin casually pulled over a Tsarist Russian woman to stand in front of him and pulled the bolt calmly.

The man opposite saw his companion and was shot dead.

At this distance, he was not sure of hitting, but the opponent fired without saying a word, obviously having confidence in his marksmanship.

His two legs trembled, and he began to turn the horse's head and prepare to run away.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the woman away and took aim.

boom!

fall!

The crowd was in an uproar and cursed.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth, held two bullets in his mouth, and loaded the gun into the chamber.

"Continue to go!"

An old lady stumbled out of the crowd and knelt down to Zhao Chuanxin: "Heroes, we are all innocent people, please don't hurt us. We have lived here for several years..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at her sideways: "How many years have you lived here, and this is your home territory? Get out of here, who are you with this paralyzed old man?"

When the old lady heard this, her originally pitiful expression suddenly changed, and she said ferociously: "We are going against the grain, and our soldiers will avenge us..."

Zhao Chuanxin's teeth were sharp: "Mal Gobi, relying on me and selling my old age will not be a threat, right? Damn it, if there is a Tsarist Russian in my territory, I will make you and your dog and chicken uneasy, and your whole family will die!"

As he said that, Zhao Chuanxin took the bayonet from Shui Lianzhu and put it into the old woman's eyes.

Pfft...

The old woman collapsed on the ground, her ferocious face turning into the fear before death.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid of her threat at all.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes flashed fiercely, he raised his head and looked around: "Who is there again?"

"No one jumps out, so get out of here quickly, or anyone who steps too slowly will break his legs!"

One person chased more than a hundred people, and those who could jump were killed by Zhao Chuanxin.

From the time the sun just emerged in the morning, to the sun at eight or nine o'clock.

Walk diagonally north along the right bank of the Ergun River.

The crowd is like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger.

One hundred people became two hundred, four hundred.

Some people started to run away.

Zhao Chuanxin had enough free time to shoot on the spot.

boom!

Some people were whispering to each other, but Zhao Chuanxin turned a blind eye.

Then several men slowed down their pace, and when they approached Zhao Chuanxin, they suddenly burst into rebellion at the same time.

With a sneer on his lips, Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and kicked sideways, raising his brown cloak.

boom!

"puff……"

A man flew upside down like a cannonball, landed eight meters to the ground, and slid three meters across the grass. He vomited blood and his face was like gold paper.

With the bayonet forward, the other man looked down at the murder weapon at his diaphragm, and the light in his eyes dissipated.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and punched the other person's Adam's apple.

Click...

The man's eyes bulged, and he fell down clutching his Adam's apple.

The last person, seeing something bad, was so frightened that he could not move as if he had stepped into a swamp.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't intend to let him go, so he suddenly took action, inserting three fingers wearing gauntlets into the other person's mouth, and pulled hard to one side.

laugh……

This is somewhat terrifying.

Everyone watched in horror as the man's cheek was torn open and bleeding profusely.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the opponent's hair and knocked him in the face with a knee.

puff……

fall!

"Anyone else jumped out? Didn't keep walking!"

His marksmanship is like a god, and when he moves his hands, it's like an adult hitting a little friend.

After walking for about half an hour, there were dozens more people in the queue.

On the left bank of the Ergun River, a patrolling Tsarist Russian soldier saw the huge team and asked loudly what happened.

They didn't see the "shepherd" Zhao Chuanxin behind them.

Most people looked at the other side with pleading eyes or winked frequently.

But the river is too wide and it’s too far to see clearly.

Finally, someone couldn't help shouting: "Help us..."

This is the only savior along the way.

The soldiers on the opposite side suddenly changed their expressions and raised their guns one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, everyone was very good at it, so how about making gestures?

He walked slowly into the crowd, using people as cover. He pulled a piece of hair from the head of the woman in front of him and held it between his fingers for observation.

No wind.

He raised his gun and shot!

boom.

On the other side of the 100-meter-wide river, a man fell down.

The Russian soldiers were in an uproar.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

they shouted.

The crowd here started to commotion.

However, when the crowd moved, Zhao Chuanxin also moved with it.

What's annoying is that none of these people are as fast as him.

With a pair of long legs, walking can be compared to others running, and trotting can be compared to others running fast.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin stood still, raised his gun and shot again.

boom!

fall.

He just walked around leisurely.

Don't change the gun, just reload slowly when you run out of bullets to save ammunition.

On the opposite side, he shot five of the dozen Russian soldiers patrolling the border from a distance.

The remaining five people turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin made some gestures, but found that the hair of a woman in front was flying, which meant that the wind was blowing.

In this way, Zhao Chuanxin lost confidence in shooting and stopped.

"Keep walking, no one can save you, the house is burned down, what else is there to miss?"

He received a lot of hateful looks.

Picking the nearest one, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and ball No. 13 flew out.

boom!

The man's nose was collapsed, he covered his nose and bent over, wailing incessantly.

Zhao Chuanxin collected the ball and slowly walked closer, with the bayonet in his hand from bottom to top.

Pfft.

Come out through the back of your head.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him like a hawk: "Whoever looks at me with hatred in his eyes again, I will kill him."

Pulling out the knife and wiping the blood, Zhao Chuanxin walked around like an ordinary soldier carrying water on his back.

We walked along the Ergun River for about five hours.

When you see a shack, you burn a shack, when you see a ger, you burn a ger, and when you see someone, you rush into the team.

It doesn't take a lot of people to dare to resist.

Otherwise there wouldn’t be so many tragedies in history.

It is not uncommon for a few people to kill thousands of people.

All in all, Zhao Chuanxin made these people dare not move.

A child couldn't walk, and his mother held him. His mother couldn't walk anymore, so she knelt down and begged.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up his bayonet and hooked it: "Continue."

"Please, please let us go, we really can't walk anymore."

"continue!"

"How can you be so cold-blooded? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Cold-blooded? Retribution?" Zhao Chuanxin raised the corner of his mouth and used his vocal organ. The sound shook the rubble and resounded throughout the audience: "Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know? How do you treat our people? Do you know Nicholas? Second grandson, how did you massacre our people in Hailanpao? There was a baby at that time, still in swaddling clothes, much smaller than your child. What do you think you did? Picked it to pieces with a bayonet! Jiangdong 64 Tun, what have you done? What have you done on the left bank of the Wu-Suli River? What have you done in Ai-Huncheng? In recent years, you have invaded the customs and grasslands, and how many innocent people have been killed? In this land alone, How many innocent people's blood have your soldiers been stained with? You really don't know how to count, do you? Now talk to me about benevolence, justice and morality? Talk to me about retribution?"

Zhao Chuanxin kicked him over, and the woman and the child did three or four somersaults together: "Both of you, are you worthy of the Zhuo Nima? When you go back to your pig nest, remember to tell your compatriots - the people next door to Mala, who dares to cross the border again? , come and kill me. Others talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but I am hard-hearted. Listen up, my name is Zhao Chuanxin. If you are dissatisfied, feel free to come to me for revenge! I, this is your retribution!"

Everyone was silent, with nothing to say.

They are intruders, what are they talking about?

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was really cruel, the woman didn't dare to say anything anymore, and she summoned strength out of thin air to continue walking.

We walked for about another hour.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Everyone stop, cross the river now!"

The river here is already the narrowest section.

The river water is not very fast.

But some people still cried: "I can't swim..."

Zhao Chuanxin went behind the man and kicked him into the river: "If not, just drown in it!"

The man flopped a few times and drowned.

Those who know how to swim can't wait to leave this devil.

If you don’t know how to swim, you are still hesitating.

There are also negotiations to help the old and the young, and cross the river by involving each other.

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated when he saw an old man, and finally wanted to turn around and run away.

boom!

Click.

boom!

Click.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was expressionless, whoever ran away would be killed!

There are also some clever people, seven or eight people working together, preparing to run in several directions at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned.

run?

Looking at the whole world, who can outrun me, Zhao Chuanxin?

He trampled on the ethereal travelers and caught up with one in the blink of an eye.

The Gray Slicer slashed with all his strength.

Tsk...

Cut in half!

Each ax carries one, and the ax does not fail.

In a moment, seven or eight people were killed.

Zhao Chuanxin came back from a circle, carrying an ax and asked: "What other special skills are there? Is it a mule or a horse?"

Everyone was desperate.

You can't fight, you can't run, and you won't be able to defeat the regular army when it comes.

I don’t know why the road convoys didn’t come to rescue them when they heard the gunshots.

It's fine now, there's no way out.

They don't know that this section of the road protection team has been emptied by Zhao Chuanxin!

The purpose is to prevent them from causing trouble and helping.

Zhao Chuanxin carried the gray cutter from beginning to end.

If anyone is afraid to go into the water, help him.

Either send him/her on the road or send him/her across the river.

When the right bank of the Ergun River was clear, Zhao Chuanxin was carrying the gray cutter, looking at the sparkling river surface under the sun, and suddenly smiled.

He waved to the drowning people and the survivors who had swum across the river: "Farewell, Sergey, farewell, Natasha."

This is the first step.

He still has several small goals that need to be achieved slowly.

The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step.

In fact, what the great powers fear most about Zhao Chuanxin is not his ability to fight an army of tens of thousands of people. That is unrealistic.

What is worrisome is that the toad has long teeth that go up to the instep, which can both bite and bite people.

Zhao Chuanxin came and went without a trace.

What can threaten him does not exist, but he can threaten the interests of a country.

Catch him?

Can't catch it.

But he can squat others, and every squat is accurate.

Last night, Zhao Chuanxin squatted for most of the night, and only a few hundred people were killed.

This number is not worth mentioning compared to the total force deployed by Nicholas II outside the customs and on the grasslands.

But that’s not how things work out.

These troops are dispersed and deployed everywhere.

Several hundred people were enough for Zhao Chuanxin to clear out the convoys on this section of the railway.

Now he is driving people away because without the presence of those road convoys, these people will fall into despair.

Once Zhao Chuanxin clears out a few more places, the interests of China Eastern Railway will be seriously threatened.

The Japanese also have bad intentions. If they send spies to sabotage a certain section of railway and cause the train to derail, not only will people die, but the train will also be damaged, and the losses will be huge.

Furthermore, there is no peace outside the customs, and banditry often occurs.

If railway safety is not guaranteed, trains with the same speed as oxcarts will be robbed at every turn, which is enough for them to drink.

At this time, someone on the other side bared their teeth and claws at Zhao Chuanxin, as if they would be absolutely safe after crossing the river, and kept cursing Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at them, stepping on the misty travelers, speeding across the water as if they were walking on flat ground.

The person opposite was dumbfounded.

I blanch...

Is this okay?

They turned and ran, heading north.

But he couldn't outrun Zhao Chuanxin at all.

Zhao Chuanxin not only caught up with them, but also made a drift to stand in front of them: "You want to die, right? I'll help you."

He is going to become a nightmare for these people, a nightmare that cannot be dispelled.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and swung his axe!

puff……

The ax cracked the skull.

"ah……"

The remaining people were really scared.

Zhao Chuanxin's autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, spinning and jumping, swinging his ax and messing up his cloak.

After leaving a dozen corpses, the rest of the people had dispersed.

He spat disdainfully and turned back to the right bank of the Ergun River, heading towards the Sauron tribe.

A journey of more than 100 kilometers was enough for the Russian soldiers stationed at Hailar Station to miss the opportunity to protect their own people.

For Zhao Chuanxin, it was less than half a quarter of an hour away.

When passing by CBEHQ, he also saw the army that was dispatched during the day to save those people.

A group of Tsarist Russian soldiers carrying guns saw a high-speed moving object tentatively called a "person" from a distance, and everyone looked confused.

After Zhao Chuanxin approached them, Zhao Chuanxin waved to them: "We meet again."

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the audience.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Tsarist Russian soldiers changed drastically.

What do you mean, we meet again?

Zhao Chuanxin stepped sideways and trampled on the Misty Traveler, holding Madson in his hand and spitting out tongues of fire.

Tata Tata...

Okay, okay, so neat, right?

Too wanton and too arrogant.

It was night after all yesterday, and now he was shooting in front of them in broad daylight!

In fact, facing a machine gun in broad daylight is even more stressful.

The Tsarist Russian soldiers on the opposite side remembered the fear of being dominated last night, and immediately ran away with their heads in their hands, unable to even listen to the commander's call.

Zhao Chuanxin actually caught them off guard, not really trying to be tough, and stepped on the Misty Traveler to escape into the distance, and after going in a long circle, he headed towards So-Lun Banner.

Not to mention how furious Tsarist Russia was, but Zhao Chuanxin came to Sauron's department.

Batang A and important people in the banner waited for a long time.

As soon as he saw Zhao Chuanxin, Badang Ahaoxuan couldn't help but kneel down: "My Lord Magistrate, my Lord Magistrate, you really keep your word..."

Speaking of which, these people are quite pitiful.

They were brave and good at fighting, but their hair was shaved off.

They kept to themselves, but the Qing government wanted to implement the New Deal.

They were oppressed by Tsarist Russia, and the Qing government did not dare to seek justice for them.

During the Gengzi Year, the people of the Five Wings and Eight Banners were often harmed by Tsarist Russia.

They killed people, took over land, and robbed cattle and sheep skins.

Originally, they followed the Dutong Yamen, and the Dutong Yamen really took care of them, but once they faced Tsarist Russia, they always negotiated.

Negotiating every day, being pointed at the head and scolded, seeing people's arrogant spit splashing all over their face, but not even daring to let go.

Well now, finally the No. 1 fierce guy appears.

He single-handedly killed hundreds of Russian soldiers. Who else could do it besides the man in front of him?

In fact, they may not be afraid at heart, but they just don’t know how to resist.

The Sauron man who had glared at Zhao Chuanxin before knelt down in front of Zhao Chuanxin: "Master Magistrate, you have a lot of..."

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath and made a Sichuan Opera expression: "Oh, I can't do it. Look at the commotion this has caused. Get up, get up..."

Corporal Lixian, isn't that exactly what it is?

Badang'a looked a little embarrassed: "Master Magistrate, are you okay?"

Zhao Chuanxin's body was covered in dirty blood.

He looked down and said, "It's okay, it's all other people's blood."

The people of Sauron gasped, almost global warming.

How many people will be killed?

This shows how powerful the prefect is in front of him!

No wonder Song Xiaolian was so nervous yesterday.

Emotions Mr. Song has long known what kind of temper this person in front of him has.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled half-heartedly: "Manager Badang, can you choose someone for me at this time?"

Badang'a patted his chest: "Yes, who among the heroes of Sauron's tribe is willing to go with the prefect?"

Countless men scrambled to say: "I..."

Zhao Chuanxin's blood boiled.

Damn, I finally took the first step!

It’s worth it for me to wear the stars and the moon!

Batang'a only knew that Zhao Chuanxin killed many Russian soldiers last night, but he didn't know anything else.

Zhao Chuanxin whispered a few words to him.

Badang'a's eyes widened and his face flushed: "Seriously?"

"Tell one of your men to ride a horse and take a look and you'll find out!"

When Badang'a heard this, he turned around and said excitedly to the tribesmen: "Master Magistrate, we have taken back our grazing land!"

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "There is no rush, you go and have a look first, be happy. We will make a decision on relocation after we confirm that Tsarist Russia will not repeat it!"

The men from Sauron's tribe, who were like wolves and tigers, looked at Zhao Chuanxin with more than just awe in their eyes.

This piece of land has been stuck in my heart, in my eyes, and in my flesh like a thorn for a long time.

Damn Maozi, from the north bank of the Bulu River to the left bank of the Ergun River, stretching for more than a hundred miles and eight or nine miles wide, they cultivated land.

Damn Rakshasa ghosts, no one has been able to cure them for a long time.

The bad things are very bad. The Sauron tribe, which has witnessed and participated in countless wars, has lost its former glory and now seems like a lost dog.

It's not that you don't dare to fight, it's that you can't fight. Otherwise, what if all your clan members die?

"Kill the Russians with Magistrate Zhao!" Mingzhi roared in the end.