It was a completely asymmetrical massacre. Mauser shot three times in a row and swept down a group of so-called elite soldiers trained by Tepxin. The extremely penetrating pointed awl bullets could easily shoot through the bodies of two or three people.

The more than one hundred defenders fired more than ten shots and only knocked down four unlucky people. Before they woke up, they saw a group of killing gods crashing in.

The shining bayonet jungle crushed like a furious hedgehog, and the long street suddenly filled with blood.

"I have to be a mother!" A tuberculosis deep in the alley was so scared that his eyes turned dark when he saw this scene. He leaned against the wall and fainted.

After all, Qiqihar is the capital. He has not been able to fight here for war for two hundred years. He has caused bandits and his beard is just a legend. His daily life is old, so who knows what war is?

On the one hand, there are private troops who are ruthless and fed with silver, and on the other hand, there are general guards who are pampered in the provincial capital that usually scares the people. It is easy to imagine the result of the two people colliding together.

The turtle calf who was holding his head subconsciously looked up and jumped up from the ground. His mouth was so wide that he could stuff an egg. "Damn it! Are these wastes so hard to help but beat them!"

Looking around, there were all one-sided massacres. Tepxin's personal guards were cut off one by one like a chick while waving the sword. Occasionally, a few who dared to resist also met the King of Hell with the cooperation of private soldiers.

"Excited, enjoyable! It's so fucking satisfying! This knife is so useful, a hundred times sharper than the one I bought on the black market!" The private soldier, who was like a blood gourd, swung the blood on the blade, and the blood beads flew away and sprinkled the face of the turtle.

Can it be useless? These are all special combat supplies provided by the Volunteers, all of which were made by the famous Fusang sword craftsmen. They are not smuggled goods. They have invested a lot of money for this mutiny.

The turtle calf smeared the blood on his face and calmed down. If he was worried about whether the mutiny had failed just now, and now seeing the combat effectiveness of these killing gods, Calf was finally relieved.

"Brothers, good methods! General Hunchun is really good at managing the army! Unexpectedly, even the elite of Tephin are not your opponent! Let's take you to score, and there is Yi Zuoleng's home in front of you..."

After saying that, Tepxin pulled away. Unexpectedly, an arm holding Taidao with blood stopped him. The killer god didn't look back and just said coldly, "That's in the corner... hasn't died yet... cut his throat!"

There is no nonsense, and the words are full of cold murderous intent!

The turtle boy was so scared that he shrank back. He did a lot of unethical things and had done murder and robbery, but he had never done it himself. He couldn't do such a difficult job as killing people.

"Brother, you're kidding, where did I kill anyone..."

The three words "Saying the Fame!" directly put the second half of Duzi's words back.

A group of killing gods looked at the turtle calf with a grin and said, "Yes, I'm a confession! Are you doing business when you're a mutiny? Don't you have a few lives on your hands, and you still want to give me credit after the war? Go and be your mother's dream! Take action..."

Master Duzi was so scared that he quickly took over the heavy Taidao. Only then did he realize that Taidao was so heavy that it was difficult to shake his wrists.

"Don't...don't kill me! Master Duzi...is...it's me..." No one in the corner of the wall could no longer speak in a sharp way, he begged.

Another wounded soldier may have known that he would die, undoubtedly cursed at the turtle, "Turtle! You are really a turtle... The seller is asking for honor! You are waiting for the general to come back and kill your whole family!"

A word scared my god and shuddered. If I don’t do anything, I have to survive my three concubines. I can’t care about so much. He closed his eyes and stabbed the other person’s heart.

With a puff... blood gushed out!

The turtle yelled, "Is one enough enough? If not enough, come again..." After that, he pulled out the knife and slashed at the soldier next to him who scolded him, and cut open half of his head with one knife.

The thick hand patted his back, took the Taidao and said, "No, right! If you didn't take action just now, we'll start your head! Now you know what kind of career we are doing, right? Don't try to hide from your leisure time. If you want credit, just use your life to fight for me!"

"Brothers, cut off all these wastes and let's continue to kill!"

At this moment, Tongluo Mountain sounded on the long street in the distance, and a group of yamen run over suddenly. When they saw that the killing god had already started to kill people, they didn't even put a single fart, threw away Tongluo and turned around and ran away.

Then two more soldiers with spears and swords came. As soon as they saw that the other party was full of sharp foreign guns, they stopped rushing! This was a jaw-dropping scene. The soldiers were more than 100 meters away from the private soldiers, and they shouted desperately without attacking.

"Kill...rush... kill the rebels... don't let anyone go..."

What a guy, Ningguta's private soldiers were stunned and thought to themselves that your throat was almost hoarse, but you rushed! He raised his hand and shot two times, and the crowd on the opposite side scattered.

Do you think they ran away? No, they gathered together again about 120 meters, and still stomped their feet and shouted those words.

"Kill...rush... kill the rebels... don't let anyone go..."

"Fuck! Is this the soldier raised by Tepxin? Bah..." A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit in front of the turtle calf.

The turtle boy was not angry and just smiled and said, "Just make a living, these soldiers are just making a living, haha...hehe..."

"Oh... It's so boring. I've seen other volunteers train and fight and then look at these people. They are all filthy! They are all men outside the pass, so why is the gap so big..."

"No, this land cannot be handed over to a cowardly and useless person like Tepxin! Brothers, please work hard! Capture Heilongjiang for our general, and from now on, this place will be our territory! Let all the cowardly and useless persons to die..."

"Kill! Clear the king's side! Kill Tepxin..."

A group of killing gods cleared the obstacles and headed straight to the Dongcheng residence, and the soldiers were so sharp that they could not be beaten!

The turtle calf also saw blood on his hands and had a human life on his back. It was impossible to retreat, so he could only walk one way to the dark. The eyes of this unethical thing turned, and bad water surged up.

"Brothers? The largest gatehouse on the left is Jin Zuoling's house! He is Tepxin's die-hard subordinate. His family has a million dollars. If he destroys his family, he will first catch their family members!"

"Kill!" Master Duzi roared and rushed over.

While running, he smiled grimly, "My surname is Jin! Last time, you stopped my caravan and pried my business. Today, I will start the operation of your family..."
Chapter completed!