The front wild elephant fell to the ground with a bang under the attack of dense musket iron sand, and screamed with bloody whine. It stretched out its bloody nose and rolled a few times on the ground. More wild elephants fled in scattered, leaving only three red-eyed wild elephants continuing to rush towards them frantically.

There were fifteen feet left, Mu Jianming was like a gambler with red eyes. It was obvious that these three wild elephants were already angry, and the sound of the muskets would only make them even more angry. Once the team was relaxed, the giant elephant would rush into the queue without any obstacles. At that time, the Shenji Camp would be ravaged by the giant elephant like a ball of rotten meat.

"No one is allowed to retreat, and those who retreat will be killed without mercy!" Mu Jianming's back was wet with cold sweat. The only thing he could do now was to kill the giant elephant before it rushed into the formation.

The eyes of the three hundred well-trained Shenji Camp soldiers showed despair. They looked at each other's companions and couldn't help but have the idea of ​​running away. It might be possible to scare away the three giant elephants at a distance of fifteen meters, but it is very difficult to kill the three crazy wild elephants. Everyone knows this, and the formation has gradually become loose. Although they have undergone cruel training, they have not much practical experience, and most people still don't know how to overcome their inner fears.

"The second row of musketeers came out!" Mu Jianming screamed wildly.

After a commotion in the queue, several gunmen who had just stepped out of the queue saw their companions indifferently and quietly retracted their feet. Taking one more step forward means being closer to death, and most people do not have the courage to do so.

"If you don't leave the line, you will kill him!" Mu Jianming was about to go crazy. He never thought that just now, the Divine Machine Camp, which was still full of morale, had all become cowards.

The three elephants formed a font and continued to make the final sprint. The snow-white fangs arched forward. As long as they crossed ten feet a distance, a killing would begin.

A figure came out from the crowd and shouted: "The first team of crossbowmen squatted down, the second team of gunmen stood in place, ready!"

"I have given the order to heaven that I will not be hurt by a few beasts. Today I am the same as you, share the same hardships and hardships as you, and shoot!"

"It's the Emperor." Someone began to exclaim.

"What are you still doing? Shoot!" Zhu Jun's forehead was still covered with sweat. When he found something was wrong, he rushed towards him with the blood in his chest. The Shenji Camp was his greatest effort and he would never fail. He could cruelly kill the pirate leader who committed many evil deeds, and could also use conspiracy to frame those who blocked his path without hesitation, but he would never want those soldiers willing to follow him to make too many mistakes.

Courage was only a moment. He kept gasping for breath. After calming down, he became a little scared. The giant elephant ahead rushed faster and faster, like a strong wind, rushing towards him.

"Bang bang..." The gun suddenly rang out, and the feather arrows of the hand crossbow also roared out with hot lead balls.

With hundreds of crossbow arrows and the lead balls shot at the close range, another bloody wild elephant fell down unwillingly in the roar.

"The third team of gunmen squatted forward, the fourth team of crossbowmen stood behind and shot!" Zhu Jun took the initiative and charged in the battle. It was not a quality that an emperor should have, but Zhu Jun didn't care. In fact, it was too late for him to escape.

"Bang bang..." The guns and crossbows were launched at once, and the target was the wild elephant on the right. Under the powerful firepower, the wild elephant fell to the ground.

Two feet away, the wild elephant on the left has stretched its nose, ready to enjoy the coming bloody killing.

"It's the last time, brothers, shoot me!" Zhu Jun pointed wildly at the wild elephant not far away. Soon, Mu Jianming rushed over and pressed him to the ground. The giant elephant's front foot had already stepped down. With a thud, Zhu Jun only felt a tingling pain in his eardrum, and his ears and noses were filled with dust, which made him feel indescribable.

Zhu Jun turned his head and saw that the wild elephant's front foot had crossed his body, and he was almost about to step into a paste. Fortunately, Mu Jianming reacted quickly enough, otherwise this precious fortune would have been explained.

"Cum!" Mu Jianming, who was pressing against Zhu Jun, raised his dusty face and yelled.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." The deafening sound of muskets continued...

The stars are shining at night, and the full moon is in the sky.

The Budongqin in the village was played by the Karen youth wearing a black turban. The melodious tune was like the Karen youth appealing to the beautiful girl. A bonfire was lit in the village. The Karen girls in their costumes danced happily, and the fragrance of sweet tea could be smelled from afar. The soldiers of Shenji Camp sat on the ground, echoing the sound of the piano around the bonfire.

"This bucket of sweet tea is dedicated to our bravest Han warriors." The Karen girl Zhuoma walked to Mu Jianming with a sweet sweet tea. The dim halo emitted from the bonfire did not hide the hint of blush on the girl's face.

The girl spoke Burmese. Although Mu Jianming didn't understand, he had guessed it. His companions around him began to make a fuss. Amid a cheering, Mu Jianming took the bamboo tube that had sweet tea with awesome and drank it all.

But in the elder's stilt house, there was a different view. Nine elders were sitting in every corner of the building. Toulon and Zhu Jun sat side by side, telling the elders about the plans proposed by Zhu Jun.

The elders looked at Toulon and Zhu Jun, each frowning.

Zhu Jun's face was as deep as water, bored playing with the bamboo tube in his hand, secretly observing the facial expressions of each elder, and guessing the attitude of each elder.

"Brother Zhu, the elders asked you how many people you need to copy the village to form a mountain camp." After discussing with the elders for a while, Toulon turned his head and asked Zhu Jun.

"Four hundred." Zhu Jun stretched out four fingers.

Toulon immediately showed a sense of difficulty. There were only less than two thousand people in the entire village, and the young and strong man happened to have only this number. In this way, wouldn’t the entire village be empty?

In fact, Zhu Jun did not plan to ask for so many. His bottom line was 150 to 200. The reason why he asked for a price was that he wanted to have more room for maneuver when he landed on the ground and paid back the money. This was one of the most commonly used methods by merchants in later generations. Zhu Jun was neither stupid nor stupid, so he could not help but use some tricks.

"Brother Zhu, there are too many 400 people. The elders will definitely not agree. It is better to lower them a little."

"That's it." Zhu Jun looked puzzled and said in a daze: "It's three hundred, at least this number."

Toulon turned to the elders to discuss, and the elders shook their heads and expressed opposition.

"Brother Zhu, the elders said that three hundred are too many. They respect you very much and thank you very much for sacrificing yourself as a copycat to drive out wild elephants, but if there are three hundred men missing in the copycat, it will be hard for everyone to accept it."

Zhu Jun said: "Since that's the case, what are the number they hope for? Brother Toulon, you also know that there are too few people who can't achieve combat effectiveness."

Toulon discussed with the elders and said, "The elders are willing to give out two hundred people, but I hope your previous promise must be kept."

"Two hundred and fifty people, no less. I will help you solve the problem of food, and the salary is also a lot, but these young people must be loyal to me." Friendship is friendship, business is business, and Zhu Jun feels like a slave trader.

"A word is decided. I will summon the young people from the village tomorrow and ask them to follow you. Do you want those iron filings? Let them carry them back together. This is what we specially gave to Brother Zhu to express our gratitude to you." Toulon breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and said.

"Okay, everything is up to Brother Toulon." Zhu Jun also stood up and bowed to Toulon.

At this time, a noisy sound came from outside the building, and countless natives shouted: "Prous! Prous!"

Zhu Jun was secretly surprised, but saw that Toulon's face changed and asked hurriedly: "Brother Toulon, what happened?"
Chapter completed!