America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 253 Dual-wielding Violent Battle

After determining Lin Qi's true purpose, Chen Jianqiu accelerated his horse and led everyone to gallop along the mountain road.

Except for Heiluobo and Feiniao's horses, the remaining horses from various Chinese laborers were carefully selected by Chen Jianqiu at the livestock trading market in Lincoln County.

All purebred quarter horses.

If Lin Qi really ignored Niu San and the lives of those Chinese workers for the purpose of revenge, it would be in danger.

After passing the mountain pass, the mountain road inside became wider, and the horses of Chen Jianqiu and the people behind him became faster and faster.

When they arrived at the ambush point selected by Lynch, they happened to catch up with the sudden rise of the Chinese workers.

At this time, there was chaos near the oil tanker. The Chinese workers and the detectives were fighting together. There was me among you, and you among me.

Not only did Lin Qi not expect this scene, Chen Jianqiu also did not expect it.

Lin Qi's original idea was to lay an ambush in the surrounding mountains and wait for Chen Jianqiu to come to rescue them, then catch them all in one fell swoop.

Chen Jianqiu's plan is to let Camilla prepare the gun and use the advantage of investigation to wait for an opportunity to save people.

If Thiago and his robbers can join the battle group in advance and attack from both front and rear, they will have a greater chance of winning.

However, things developed a little faster than they imagined.

This is an encounter!

Lynch, who was at the front of the team, was gathering the detectives who had not yet engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

These detectives were immediately at a loss after their leader, Captain Doby, was killed.

"Shoot! Otherwise you will die!"

After Lin Qi finished speaking, he shot the Chinese worker in front of him.

The Chinese laborer and a Pinkerton detective hugged each other, and bullets penetrated their chests at the same time.

"Go get the high ground!" Lynch shouted, pointing to the stone bunker on the hillside by the roadside.

The three Pinkerton detectives rushed towards the hillside with guns in hand, but only two gunshots were heard.

The man at the front screamed and knelt down. His calf was shot and his tibia was shattered.

The second one was directly penetrated through the chest. He groaned, fell backwards, and then rolled down the hillside.

The third person shrank his neck as if struck by lightning.

He stopped in his tracks, turned around and aimed in the direction of the bullet.

But before he could turn his head, a bullet had already sprayed blood.

Chen Jianqiu and Camila used their guns together to kill the three weaklings with three bullets.

In this kind of terrain, occupying a high point will be a devastating blow to the people fighting melee below.

So, they won't let Pinkerton's detectives get the high ground easily.

Camilla raised her gun and searched for traces of Lynch in the crowd, but Chen Jianqiu had already finished the thirteen Winchester bullets in his hand.

These thirteen rounds of bullets took away the lives of at least seven or eight people, including Captain Doby. Those who were not killed also lost their combat effectiveness and had their skulls smashed by the Chinese workers armed with hammers and wrenches.

Fifty meters.

"Come in!"

Chen Jianqiu drew out the pump-action shotgun, leaned down, placed it on Hei Luo Bo's back, and began to charge.

"Chen! Jian! Qiu!"

Lin Qi gritted his teeth with hatred.

He could see clearly in the crowd, who was the first person on horseback to rush into, if not Chen Jianqiu?

I couldn't touch you in Roswell, but today you dare to bring about twenty people to attack my formation!

He must avenge his brother today.

Lynch instantly took out the second revolver from his waist, and fired the two shots in tandem with the first gun.

This is one of his special skills.

Two shots are fired in succession, one to hit the current position and the other to hit the predicted position.

Little Lynch learned half of his playing style from his older brother, and his older brother also used this style of playing with great proficiency.

Can you dodge my first bullet, can you dodge my second one?

However, Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to notice him right away.

But the moment Lin Qi pulled the trigger, Chen Jianqiu's figure suddenly disappeared from the horse.

The two bullets missed, and Chen Jianqiu disappeared from Lin Qi's field of vision.

The black horse was incredibly fast. It and the owner on its back had reached the front of the formation in the blink of an eye and crashed into the crowd.

And his master had already jumped off his horse and rushed into the crowd.

A detective who was aiming his gun at the Chinese workers was knocked out by the huge impact of the black radish.

Black Carrot's chest pressed against his body, and the man fell to the ground exhausted as if he had been hit hard.

Chen Jianqiu rushed forward and fired another shot, completely declaring the detective dead.

A Chinese worker was pinned to the ground by a detective who was a head taller than him. Their weapons were scattered around the two men.

The detective had the advantage in strength and weight. He reached for his waist, ready to pull out his revolver and shoot the Chinese worker underneath him in the head.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

Before the detective could finish his curse, he unexpectedly received a heavy blow on his waist, and his whole body flew out from Hua Gong's body.

He rolled on the ground and was about to get up when he looked up and saw a black hole with the muzzle of a gun.

This was also the last scene he saw in his life.

The detective's body flew out again.

This time, there were dense bullet holes on his body and face.

Chen Jianqiu pulled Hua Gong up from the ground and handed him the shotgun: "Be careful, don't hurt one of your own."

He picked up two wrenches from the ground and weighed them in his hands.

This fixed wrench is used by workers in refineries to tighten screws. They usually hold it with both hands and press it down with the weight of their body.

However, in Chen Jianqiu's hands, he felt that he was going to be good.

He held the wrench in both hands and rushed towards the next target.

The target was concentrating on fighting a Chinese worker when a wrench suddenly hit his chin from below.

His teeth flew out together with the blood stains.

At the last moment before he lost consciousness, he strangely saw his chin, then felt a blow on the back of his head, and fell limply to the ground.

The wrench Chen Jianqiu swung out was not finished, but he suddenly felt a sense of danger on the back of his neck.

He turned around suddenly and saw a detective not far away, about to turn his gun and point it at him.

The detective originally targeted another Chinese worker, but the Chinese worker was entangled with his opponent and rolled to the ground, and he was unable to take action for a while.

He raised his head and found Chen Jianqiu, a detective who had been knocked to death with a wrench.

He turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Chen Jianqiu. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he met Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

It's as cold as the cold wind.

The detective trembled suddenly, and the next second, a huge wrench flew in front of his eyes.

The wrench hit the bridge of his nose hard and dug into his face. His face was bruised and bloody with one blow.

He took two steps back and sat down on the ground.

The wrench was hanging in the air before it hit the ground, but was held by a strong hand.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Jianqiu came to the detective's side, caught the wrench, and the one in the other hand, swung it high, and hit the detective on the face with a "slap".

The detective's face turned into a piece of rotten flesh.

The people behind Chen Jianqiu have also rushed in.

After finishing the bullets in their repeating rifles, they no longer wasted time reloading. Instead, they picked up the swords on their horses and followed Chen Jianqiu in close combat, killing the enemy while rescuing their fellow Chinese workers.

Although Li Sifu was young and had not been on the battlefield like his uncles, he was the one who rushed forward.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

This Hunan bastard rode a war horse and brandished a broadsword, and fought all the way to Niu San until his horse was randomly shot to death by Pinkerton's detectives.

Li Sifu was also shot in the arm.

However, without changing his expression, he pulled out another knife from the dead horse, endured the pain, and threw it to Niu San in front of him.

"Uncle Niu! Take the knife!"

At this time, Niu San had stabbed to death the detective he was holding hostage. He grabbed a revolver and fired all the bullets in the gun.

He was covered in blood now, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or those of the Pinkerton detectives.

However, when he saw Chen Jianqiu rushing in and received Li Sifu's knife, he suddenly felt heroic.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Niu said "OK" three times in a row, then waved the knife and killed the Pinkerton detectives.

At this moment, Chen Jianqiu used a wrench to break the leg of a detective who was trying to run. He stepped forward, grabbed the detective's collar, and dragged him up from the ground:

"Lin Qi, where are you?" Chen Jianqiu asked coldly.

The detective looked at Chen Jianqiu with eyes full of fear. He pointed to the front of the team: "He, he is there."

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction he pointed.

There was half a battlefield between the two of them.

First update, second update later

(End of chapter)