On this day, Yang Yifei knew that the time he had been waiting for finally came. Early in the morning, the officers and soldiers escorted a group of men, women, and young people to the prison.

There is no doubt that these are the dealers who were arrested for "History of Ming Dynasty".

After watching the dealer being taken to the prison, Yang Yifei returned to the inn and stayed in the inn until sunset. After dinner, he then carried the carriage to the vicinity of the prison and parked the carriage in an inconspicuous corner and waited patiently.

It was not until the evening that Wei Xiaobao, who had met with Yang Yifei, appeared. The boy carried a food box and walked towards the door of the prison.

The prison guards were obviously familiar with Wei Xiaobao, so Wei Xiaobao was easily put in.

After waiting for a few more minutes, a group of officers and soldiers wearing blue clothes, red jackets, and with the word "做" on the front and backs of their chests. They also came to the prison with long spears or swords and shields.

There are more than 50 officers and soldiers in this team, which is a "main flag". The leader holds a long-handled Pu sword, probably Shi Song, the hawk dog under Obai.

In the early Qing Dynasty, the organization followed the Ming Dynasty. Ten people were a "small flag", with the leader, five small flags were a general flag, with the captain, and the two general flags were one hundred households, with the chief, ten hundred households were one thousand households, with a thousand generals, and five thousand households were one garrison, and a guard commander was set.

Although Shi Song only brought a general flag troops, this does not mean that he was just a captain.

His true identity is the guerrilla general under Oboi, with a strong martial arts skills, and at least Mao Shiba is far from his opponent.

In the original plot, if Wei Xiaobao hadn't sprinkled with lime powder on his eyes, he and Mao Shiba would have died at Shi Song's hands.

Seeing Shi Song and his party going to prison, Yang Yifei knew that it was time to take action.

After turning his hand, a masked scarf appeared in his hand. Yang Yifei surrounded his face and temporarily put the melon-skin hat on his head. He wrapped his head in a black scarf and then took out the automatic pistol and quickly touched the prison door along the corner of the wall.

There was a small flag prison guard in front of the door, with a total of ten people. Yang Yifei hooked his thumb and broke off the fast and slow machine, pointed to the position of two points, and switched to automatic mode.

As Yang Yifei approached, a fight suddenly sounded in the prison. The prisoners were immediately alarmed. Shi Chang shouted: "What happened inside, go in and take a look."

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While the prisoners turned around and rushed towards the gate and gathered together, Yang Yifei launched the attack.

He took a big stance and rushed towards the gate, and pulled the trigger at the jailers in his hand.

"Tututututututu..."

Before the jailers understood what was going on, they felt a pain in their backs and immediately fell to the ground, unable to even scream.

Glock 18 has always had a "happy worries" for later soldiers, that is, the speed of fire is too fast and there are not enough bullets.

Its theoretical rate of fire can reach 1100 to 1300 rounds per minute. Even if you use a drum with a 50 round capacity, it will take only three seconds to pour out all the bullets.

But when this gun is infinite ammunition, then the worries no longer exist, and only happiness is left.

Yang Yifei swept the prisoners hard, and in less than three seconds, all a small flag was reimbursed. Without even looking at the prisoners, Yang Yi rushed into the prison quickly.

There is a general flag in the prison. If you want to escape from the prison, you have to pass through the prison guard's residential area.

At this time, the prison changed internally, and the prisoners rushed out with their swords and guns, and ended up hitting Yang Yifei's gun.

Except for those who were not in the prison, all the remaining prisoners died under Yang Yi's flying gun, and the bodies lie all over the floor in the prison corridor.

Yang Yifei didn't plan to give up. Not only did he rescue Mao Shiba, but he also wanted to kill all the Qing soldiers here so that his weapons would not be exposed.

He quickly passed through the corridor of corpses and reached a small door, and the sound of fighting came from it.

Yang Yifei leaned against the small door and looked inward. Behind the small door was a downward step. After the steps were down, it was the cell area of ​​the prison.

At this time, Mao Shiba held a wooden door of a prison cell in his hand, resisting the siege of dozens of Qing soldiers.

Mao Shiba made a powerful gesture, and the wooden door made of round wood as thick as an arm weighed dozens of kilograms, but he waved it so hard that it was full of vigor.

The terrain inside the prison was narrow, and the Qing soldiers could not perform their siege tactics, so they were forced to retreat step by step by step by Mao Shiba.

But Yang Yifei could see clearly that the narrowness between the prison alleyways was indeed a favorable terrain for Mao Shiba. But once he left the alley and went to an open place outside, he would inevitably be besieged and would be dangerous at that time.

Yang Yifei no longer hesitated, and decisively raised his muzzle and pointed at Shi Song, who was pressing the formation on the side of the chest.

"TuTuTuTuTu"

The warrior's intuition caused a cool air to emerge from Shi Song's back at the moment the gunshots, rushing straight up from his tailbone, and his hair was inexplicably blown up.

Unfortunately, before he could react, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground with great pain. His body twitched unconsciously, and then he stopped moving, and died of anger.

Yang Yifei shot a short shot and made three holes on the back of his neck and head. Although Shi Song was not weak in martial arts and had been through the battlefield for a long time, he developed a sense of crisis and intuition.

If it was an open and hidden arrow, he might be able to dodge and avoid the vital points, but under the bullet that had been released, he had no time to react.

In fact, in the low martial arts world, even the martial arts masters with high martial arts skills cannot dodge bullets. They can only avoid them when the gun is pointed at themselves and avoid them a moment before they are activated.

But this is just that dodging speed is better than gunner's shooting speed, rather than dodging bullets.

The bullet-output speed of the automatic pistol exceeds the speed of sound, which means that it is too late to avoid it when you hear the gunshots, because the bullet has already hit your body.

After dealing with Shi Song, Yang Yifei pointed his gun at other Qing soldiers.

"Tututututututu..."

The automatic pistol was jumping wildly in Yang Yifei's hands. He pressed the gun tightly. The Qing soldiers fell down like dominoes, and the bodies of the Qing soldiers were soon lying in the prison.

Mao Shiba held the wooden door in a daze and stared at Yang Yifei blankly. He didn't know what to react, but looked at the automatic pistol in his hand, full of fear and fear.

Wei Xiaobao, who was originally talking to Shuang'er inside, heard the sudden quiet outside and walked out in surprise and looked at it. He was frightened by the corpses all over the ground and his face turned pale.

Looking at Yang Yifei, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He hurriedly hid behind Mao Shiba, and did not dare to speak.

When Yang Yifei saw Mao Shiba stunned, he immediately pulled down his cover and revealed his handsome face with a firmness. While walking down the steps, he smiled at Mao Shiba and said, "Brother Mao, are you okay?"

Mao Shiba saw Yang Yifei clearly and his eyes lit up. He threw away the wooden door in his hand, strode forward, and said in surprise and joy: "Brother Yang, it's you, you are..."
Chapter completed!