At the same time!
It was not far from Yang Village!
On a lush mountain peak, under the sun, the occasional chirping of orioles could be heard, showing the charm of nature.
On the seemingly calm mountain top, there were seventy to eighty black shadows moving about.
"Boss, do you think we can catch a big fish today?”The lynx had been crawling here for a long time.
"You, what are you talking about? You, you still don't believe in my experience?”Xie Baoqing touched the black leather hat on his head and looked at Lynx with disdain. He said proudly,
"Just two months ago, I, I robbed the Japanese transport team here!”
"Are you serious, boss? Can we steal the Japanese transport team? "How did we do it?" Shan Xingzi asked in surprise.”
"Hey, old man, let me tell you, good, a good man does not mention his past bravery!”Xie Baoqing said as he moved his arm.
Seeing this, Shan Xinzi quickly stood up and rubbed Xie Baoqing's shoulders!
"That transport team, good, good, there are forty to fifty Japanese!”Xie Baoqing squinted his eyes and said,
"There were more than ten of us. We held a big machete and swung it at that neck. That group of Japanese looked as if they had seen the King of Hell. They didn't even want anything and just ran away!”
"Boss, you're awesome!" Lin Shanzi's eyes were filled with reverence!
"Hey, it's a small matter!"
"Hey, you, look at this, what is this?”Xie Baoqing pointed at his waist.
"I understand, boss. This is a gun."
"This is called a box cannon. Do you want it?”
"Yes!" Shan Xinzi revealed a drooling gaze.
"Follow, follow our Black Cloud Stronghold. I guarantee that you will have food, water, and guns. Haha!”Xie Baoqing couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Alright, Boss!" Shan Xingzi exerted more strength in his hands.
……
A moment later.
"Boss, someone's here, someone's here!”
"Two hundred meters ahead, there are more than ten people!”Lynx trotted over excitedly!
"W-what are they wearing?" Xie Baoqing shook his neck and asked.
" Some of them are wearing the same clothes as us, and a few of them are wearing the grayish-green ones, a bit like the eight-way ones..." Lynx said. He suddenly remembered something and asked carefully,"
"Boss, are we going to snatch the 8th route?”
"Eight, eight, how can it be eight!”Xie Baoqing instantly lost interest when he heard that. He sighed and said,
"We, we have robbed the Jinsui Army, the Central Army, and the Japanese, but we have never robbed the Eighth or Eighth Route Army. Do you know why?”
"Boss, why?" Lynx asked in confusion.
"Because the 8th, 8th route is poor. If we rob the 8th route, we won't have anything.”
After Xie Baoqing finished complaining, he raised his machete and shouted,"Brothers, get ready!"
"If the other side is eight or eight, we'll retreat!”
"Not eight, eight, just snatch him!”
……
The camera turned!
When the new regiment wiped out the Sakata Regiment in Yang Village and returned home, Zhu Ziming volunteered to lead the former troops of Clear Wind Camp to do reconnaissance work.
Along the way, Zhu Ziming was still reminiscing about the thrilling night last night!
The Sakata United Army formed by more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers was wiped out in less than two hours!
The old troops of Clear Wind Camp had not completely integrated into the new regiment's system. They had only done some cleaning work on the battlefield last night.
However, just by following behind the special forces, Zhu Ziming also saw a scene that he had never seen before in his life!
Every member of the special forces was agile and every shot could accurately shoot the Japanese!
Zhu Ziming originally thought that the Four Heavenly Kings under him were skilled enough and had practiced before, so they could arm wrestle with the soldiers.
But after seeing it with his own eyes last night, Zhu Ziming no longer dared to think that way!
Not only the special forces, but also the artillery battalion made up of more than a dozen mortars, which Zhu Ziming could not forget!
Zhu Ziming was skeptical when he heard that the turrets of the Wan Clan Town's Qing Army Camp had been destroyed by two cannons.
How could there be an eight-way cannon that could use such a powerful howitzer?
However, after witnessing it with his own eyes last night, Zhu Ziming realized that his knowledge was shallow!
In just a few days, Zhu Ziming felt that it was the right decision to lead Clear Wind Camp to join the new regiment!
Just as Zhu Ziming was sighing with emotion, a group of people with machetes had already surrounded him!
"Stop! Leave your money here!”
The leader was wearing a black sheepskin hat and holding a shell gun in his hand!
Xie Baoqing was stunned when he saw that the leader was a bald man with a fierce face!
He had never expected to run into someone in the same trade during the robbery!
"Yo, isn't this the Big, Big Leader of Clear Wind Camp?”Xie Baoqing had been a bandit for a few years, so he quickly adjusted! He pretended to be calm and asked curiously,"What wind blew you all from Clear Wind Camp to this place?"”
"What are you doing!" The Great King Kong Li Wu shot forward and blocked in front of Zhu Ziming as he asked fiercely.
"Third brother, retreat!"
Zhu Ziming waved his hand and said,"The head of the Black Cloud Stronghold, Brother Xie, I hope you've been well!”
As bandits who were famous far and near, Clear Wind Stronghold was superior to Black Cloud Stronghold in terms of scale and combat strength!
Xie Baoqing was no exception.
Xie Baoqing twirled the shell spear in his hand and threatened,
"Brother Zhu, no, I'm sorry. This place, I, our Black Cloud Stronghold took a fancy to it first. You can change to another place!”
Zhu Ziming was fearless and said seriously,""First of all, Brother Xie, our brothers from Clear Wind Camp are no longer bandits. We are now the eighth route!”
Not bandits?
It was the eighth route?
Xie Baoqing was confused.
Xie Baoqing only reacted when he saw a few people in greyish-green clothes behind Zhu Ziming.
Did they really participate in the Eighth Route?
How was this possible?
He, Zhu Ziming, was not the king of the mountain. Was his brain kicked by a donkey?
Which regiment wasn't extremely poor?
Could the No. 8 Army afford to feed their Clear Wind Camp's 200-odd people?
Xie Baoqing was still in a state of shock when he heard Zhu Ziming sternly threaten him,
"Secondly, if you dare to block our new group's path, don't blame us for being rude!”
Zhu Ziming waved his hand, and the dozen people behind him took out their guns in unison!
All of them were box cannons!
The people from the Black Cloud Stronghold were shocked. Shan Lingzi did not even hold the saber in his hand!
Xie Baoqing immediately raised his hands. His face was pale with nervousness as he said,"Zhu, Brother Zhu, let's talk things out. We, we won't snatch it anymore. This territory is yours!”
"Hurry up and get lost!" The Great Guardian Deity Li Wu scolded angrily!
Xie Baoqing turned around and staggered away, muttering,"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
……
Xie Baoqing found a place to rest and asked while panting,"Shan, Lynx, they didn't catch up, did they?”
"No, Boss!"
Shan Xingzi looked down and replied loudly.
Then, the mountain cat seemed to have noticed something strange and shouted,"
"Boss! Boss, quick, come over here!"
"What, what is it? Can't you let me rest for a while?"
Xie Baoqing finally managed to get up and looked in the direction where Shan Lingzi was pointing. He saw a group of hundreds of people dressed in all kinds of clothes coming over in a mighty manner!
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