Corpse everywhere, and several frightened war horses ran away in fear.

A vanguard soldier fell to the end. When the gunshot sounded, he was looking for his official position on the side of his pedestal, but he was lucky enough not to be hit.

Gu Zhu

When he understood what was going on, the vanguard instinctively jumped onto the Yu horse, then pulled the reins and ran away.

As a result, he didn't run more than ten feet away, and fell to the ground with his man and horse, and then rushed out of both sides of the "thief" wearing branches and dead grass, and slashed at his neck without saying a word.

Looking at the empty road before, a few ropes actually emerged out of thin air.

The rope is still shaking, and it is fluffy.

Zu Yingyuan shot two forward soldiers in a row with three arrows, and then jumped down with a knife and chopped a few times at the forward soldiers who were not shot by him.

The result of this ambush made Jia Liu very satisfied. He wiped out all the fish without any missing nets, and he did everything as he arranged in advance.

But one person was not dead.

In the face of the sudden ambush, Sichuan censor Li Shijie hid in front of the cavalry at the first time. Seeing the vanguard soldiers and his subordinates being killed by the "thieves", he knew that he could not escape, gritted his teeth and pulled out the Longquan sword he had purchased at Changshu.

However, although he has been fond of martial arts since childhood and likes to dance with guns and sticks, he has never killed anyone in his conscience.

The sword never drank blood.

This is similar to Captain Jia's long sword.

The matter is clear, but the "thief" will not let anyone go.

"ah!"

"ha!"

"Hey!"

Lord Li gritted his teeth and waved his sword.

"Damn, what's this guy doing?"

Jia Liu, who was surrounded by people, came to prepare for the aftermath, looked at the Sichuan Censor wearing peacock patches and sapphires on his head and official hat in surprise. Under the influence of his graceful figure, he actually pulled out sword flowers in the air.

Good-looking, practice!

"Swish!"

"Puff!"

But what made Jia Liu feel broken was that as a martial artist, Sichuan Censor not only had excellent swordsmanship, but also fuckingly dubbing!

It was similar to when he used a stick as a sword when he fought with children when he was a child in his previous life.

The colleagues from all the flags burst into laughter. It was the first time they saw a third-rank official practicing swords in public after growing up.

"Sir, I will kill him with one stick!"

Yang Yuchun couldn't bear to see it anymore, and he raised the iron stick in his hand and asked the dog to return.

This child is addicted to smashing people's heads, and he is indeed acquainted with him again and again.

"Dog thief, come on!"

The Sichuan Censor's eyes were full of anger and unyielding, because he found that the thieves who ambushed them actually had braids.

The matter is clear, but this group of people is not thieves at all, but the Qing soldiers who collaborated with the enemy!

Jia Liu exclaimed anger and cursed: "Damn, how can you be a Han official and my bannerman!"

After drinking, he took the musket from Zhang Dabiao's hand and shot at Li Shijie without even aiming.

With a "bang", he was about to go over and finish the attack himself.

However, the Sichuan Censor Li did not fall to the ground, and was still dancing with the flying dragon on the sword.

Jia Liu was furious. He would have been looking at it if he had known to take a look. He shouted in anger: "Why are you all standing there? Make this turtle calf into a hornet's nest for me!"

"Yeah!"

The gang members responded in unison, but before the gun was shot, the Youlong suddenly stopped and the sword flower stopped.
Chapter completed!