In the bamboo forest outside Pingwang Post.

The wind sways, and the fire is getting brighter.

Pieces of bamboo leaves fall down from the branches.

Under the light of the fire, someone appeared in front of Zhu Zhanji and others.

Behind the two outwardlying windowsills, four muskets were taken out of the wooden box carried by everyone and pointed directly outside the window.

Zhu Zhanji, who was also standing behind the windowsill, was already holding a shorter musket in his hand. In his other hand, there was an ammunition bag with nearly ten packed ammunition inserted.

A beautiful figure appeared in the bamboo forest outside the windowsill.

A slightly simple plain white long cotton coat, dark brown silk thread embroidered with vigorous branches on the fabric, and blooming pink plum blossoms were dotted around it. From the shoulders and neck to the waist, a wide and thin ribbon of black purple tightened the slender waist that could be wrapped with one hand, highlighting the slim figure.

The malt-colored skin shines with a healthy luster under the reflection of the fire.

Look further.

From the bamboo forest in the distance, five or six men wearing trouser clothes, rolled up their legs, and holding hijabs in their hands were constantly chasing the woman running in front.

The men's speed is faster than the women in front of them.

As the distance between the two sides became shorter and shorter.

In Pingwangyi, Zhu Zhanji and others behind the windowsill could see the flawless cheeks of the woman in front, full of anxiety and panic.

Behind, the lewd laughter of the men had also reached everyone's ears.

“Wowhaha…”

"Hehehehehehehe..."

"You little lady, you can't escape!"

"Don't run away again, brothers will definitely teach you how beautiful it is as if you are going to heaven..."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The laughter of men is harsh and harsh.

Behind the windowsill, Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly.

He was a little confused about whether the scene in front of him was true or not, whether these people pretended to be the one who sent a woman over and got closer.

Yu Qian, who was beside him, was already full of anxiety.

He hurriedly raised his hand: "Prepare!"

Swirl.

The muskets in the hands of several people have been aimed at people who are getting closer and closer to unknown people.

Eighty steps!

It is only thirty steps away from the fifty steps designated by Zhu Zhanji.

In front of a woman.

The waves are surging.

Bypassing the shoulders and neck, tightening the ribbon on the slender waist, running and flying constantly.

The woman had already seen the person standing behind the open window in the inn.

Praying appeared in her eyes, and a horizontal bamboo strip cut a thin wound on her face, and blood beads were gradually seeping out.

"Help……"

The woman called out in a hoarse voice.

Fifty steps!

"put!"

Yu Qian could no longer bear it. He did not dare to let these people outside get closer.

Even the woman is fifty steps away!

Zhu Xiu, Sun An and the two Jinyiwei were already very nervous.

Hearing Yu Qian's words, he immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang...

Four gunshots.

Four screams sounded in the bamboo forest.

The woman has reached within thirty steps.

And behind her, there were two people chasing her.

"Mirror!"

"It's impossible for them to shoot again so quickly!"

"Avenge the third brother and the others!"

“…”

The only two remaining men with scattered swords in their hands were not scared away by the muskets that were still smoking.

It seemed that he wanted to catch the woman who had approached the windowsill and avenge his companions.

Bang.

Another gunshot.

A circle of white smoke emerged from the mouth of the short gun in Zhu Zhanji's hand.

Under the gunfire, the only two left went to another one.

Zhu Xiu and Sun An had already turned over and jumped out of the windowsill and stopped the woman who was approaching her. They put the woman in the middle, not allowing her to leave or get closer to the windowsill.

And in front, the only person left finally stopped.

I saw sweat oozing out of his forehead.

Holding the right palm of the sledge knife, it was not easy to detect.

He stopped and took a step back.

The man's pupils have begun to magnify slightly.

He could see clearly that the man who shot the last time had stuffed a cylinder-like thing directly into the barrel of the musket.

and.

Aim at yourself again.

And on both sides.

The two muskets that had obviously fired the gun were aimed at him.

Three muskets aimed at him.

The man who lets his hand take off the machete can't help but fight.

What kind of gun is this?

It's so fast?

Can you aim again so quickly?

In the distance, in Pingwang Post, there were already postmen who were awakened by gunfire, rushing over.

A dog's life is important!

The thought flashed in his mind, and the man immediately turned around and was about to run away without hesitation.

Bang bang bang bang.

Three neat gunshots.

In the bamboo forest, I returned to peace in the blink of an eye.

Not far away, the man who had just turned around stood stiffly in place.

On his back, three holes as big as a thumb were constantly gushing out blood.

The woman who was set up in the middle by Zhu Xiu and Sun An was already scared by the continuous gunfire and squatted on the ground, covering her ears with both hands, and her body was trembling constantly.

With a thud.

The last person fell straight into the bamboo forest.

On the side of the courtyard wall, the footsteps of the postmen were also heard.

Zhu Xiu looked back at Zhu Zhanji, then nodded to Sun An who also looked over, then raised his feet and rushed to the corner of the courtyard wall.

Soon, a burst of rapid footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhu Xiu has also rushed back.
To be continued...