The ground shook in the distance, the sound of horse hooves sounded, people shouted loudly, and a large group of people and horses galloped.

Zhang Kun's strong eyesight could even see the black torrent pouring out from the corner of the city wall...

It is expected that this army will arrive on Qianmen Street in less than three minutes.

'Originally, I wanted to deal with these foreign warriors quietly, not wanting to alarm the imperial troops. Unexpectedly, I didn't take full credit.'

'However, since you are determined to cause trouble, you might as well wait and see...'

Zhang Kun's figure runs like an arrow.

Sometimes he runs wildly in the alley, sometimes he steps on the wall, and sometimes he dashes forward on top of the roof tiles.

A long green shadow stretched out from his entire body.

Taking the lead, he attacked the 800-strong Wuwei army.

…

"Although that man's plan is sinister and shady, I have to say that it is indeed very effective."

Hearing the roar of killing coming from the street in the distance, Kangtai chuckled, waved his hand and ordered: "Split into two groups, the spearmen intercept, the archers shoot at the base, and the cavalry follow me to attack... This time there is no one."

Don't let me go. If you dare to kill foreigners, you will be dead."

Thinking of the huge achievements that he could get in the future, and thinking that he might have to change his wear to another one again, Kangtai was filled with enthusiasm.

Nowadays, the barbarian people are no more fertile than in those days, and their numbers have become extremely large.

Going up to Shuoyuan, the ancestors of every family had an extravagant life experience.

Either the prince, or the general...

There are even many descendants of the royal family who have no position or power, eagerly vying for those positions.

The most hateful thing is that some Han people and ministers have also begun to join forces and occupy many positions in the court and military.

Although their starting point is lower, promotion is more difficult.

But it can't handle too many people.

Moreover, over the long years, many Xi people have gradually lost the concept of bloodline, and do not think there is anything wrong with this situation.

Barbarian generals like Kangtai, who were proud of the glory of their ancestors, felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is the country built by my ancestors. In the end, it is not my turn to enjoy the wealth and honor. This is unfair."

His heart is often burned by a wildfire. Kangtai seizes the opportunity and fights desperately, trying desperately to make meritorious deeds.

Especially when suppressing Han "bandits" in various places, he charged forward time and time again, killing his swords and guns and dyeing his hat red.

As for whether the dead souls under the sword were real bandits or innocent people, he actually didn't care too much.

All he cares about is headcount, whether he has enough merit and whether he can be promoted.

"Jing Da, Jing Er, you charge into the battle with me. The leader of the Yuanshun Escort Bureau this time is the Fierce Tiger Yuan Guangyao. His marksmanship is very good, so remember not to be careless. After the gunmen fire three rounds of volleys, they urge their horses to charge.

Don’t be reluctant to fight.”

Suppressing his horse's speed, Kangtai, holding a mace and a big stick, ordered the two family generals and confidants around him...

These two are brothers in the clan. They have been following him for many years, and now they have climbed to the position of guerrilla generals. They are able helpers, but they still need to give them advice at all times.

How much help it can give myself in the future.

Of course, how far we can go and how high we can climb depends on how much contribution we can make during today's trip.

At this time, Kangtai could already see the convoy speeding towards the city gate, and a sinister smile flashed across his face.

The smile just appeared.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Jing Da, who was running on the front right side of his body, suddenly shake and his body slowly rolled down from the horse.

There was a little red mark on his chest...

Then, the blood gushes out crazily, dyeing the chest red.

There was a ringing sound in my ears, and it was only then that it came back to my mind.

"Foreign gunman? How is that possible?"

Kangtai couldn't believe his eyes at all.

He was in the army, with so many soldiers around him, but someone actually ambushed him and killed his trusted general.

wrong.

'If Jing Da hadn't blocked that direction, I would have been the one who died just now...'

Just as this thought flashed through Kangtai's mind, he saw Jing Er leaping up from his horse and blocking him in front of him.

Poof, blood splashed all over his face.

Three gunshots were fired.

Jing Er was shot once in the chest and throat. His eyes widened and he didn't say a word. He fell to the ground silently.

"Shoot, shoot... all aimed at me, the cavalry will follow."

Kangtai roared angrily, but at this moment he had no choice but to believe in evil. He hurriedly turned over and hid behind the horse, not daring to move forward.

He just shouted and shouted at the soldiers to fight back.

The gunshots, like exploding beans, were fired in succession, causing broken tiles of distant houses to fly and brick walls to collapse.

However, the figure who suddenly made a sneak attack had already retreated to the back of the house, and even his shadow could not be seen.

Only then did Kangtai feel the heartbreaking pain on the left side of his face. He stretched out his hand and touched a mass of rotten flesh.

That was the left ear, half of it had been smashed, and blood was flowing into the neck and chest, making people extremely angry.

"General."

Several personal guards rushed up in panic and knocked their heads to the ground.

On the battlefield, failing to protect the general is a crime of beheading.

However, Kangtai was obviously not in the mood to care about these military regulations. He glanced at the bodies of the two clan brothers Jing Dajing and Jing Er and said sternly:

"Turn around, surround me with the assassin, and push him across."

The escort team speeding toward the city gate obviously had no time to pay attention.

Since Wei Qingshan was killed, the city gate guard has now been replaced by a new person, a new general from the reform faction.

Some of those people were from the New Army and received military training from Western instructors. They only recognized military discipline and not people.

Obviously, he would not cooperate with him to block the men of Yuanshun Escort Agency.

This is the reason why Kangtai needs to camp not far from the city gate and ambush.

Otherwise, if you cooperate with the city gate officials, it will be even more certain.

At this moment, whether the task is a task or not, whether the credit is merit or not, it no longer matters in Kangtai's heart.

He was only thinking about killing the assassin.

He is filled with hatred and extremely jealous.

…

What is the situation like when a team of more than 800 people with more than 200 guns and more than 800 people rush over like crazy?

Zhang Kun saw it.

He found that he couldn't resist at all, let alone stand in the alley and shoot at people.

Just after emptying two magazines and killing seven or eight gunmen, there were two more bloody holes in his body.

One was injured in the shoulder and the other was injured in the abdomen.

This was the result of him paying special attention and moving around to dodge.

It was triggered by the stress in the energy transformation stage, and the crisis sensor was actually not very useful... With dozens of guns pointed at him at the same time, his body felt like thorns touching his skin, and the pores all over his body shivered and shrank.

It seems that there are dangers on all sides and no place is safe.

No matter how fast he was, he couldn't dodge the bullets.

In particular, some bullets are not aimed at themselves at all, but are fired randomly.

This bullet, which has absolutely no murderous intent and no target, flies in the air and jumps straight across. It is basically challenging the limit of one's own neurological reaction.

"Fortunately, the goal has been achieved."

Even if Zhang Kun thinks about his skills and doesn't take the gunshot wound too seriously, he doesn't want to fight to the death.

After quickly emptying a magazine, he put a little force on his feet and bounced into the alley before the rain of bullets came.

The figure took a few leaps and then disappeared.

"Chasing, he's injured. He was shot twice. He won't last long."

Kangtai gritted his teeth and roared.
To be continued...