The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

[After hearing what the goblin said, I turned around, but I didn’t find the guardian it mentioned. 】

[I quickly stepped forward and pulled hard on the rock fence of the cage. I found that the cage was extremely strong and could not be shaken by any human force. 】

[I took out the elf carving knife and scratched it on the rock fence of the cage. 】

[The indestructible elf carving knife did not disappoint me in the end, cutting into the rock easily. 】

[I had already cut off one fence and was about to cut the second one when suddenly gunfire came from behind me. 】

[I turned around in surprise, and it was the little boy who fired the gun. 】

[There was only one bullet left in the gun. After firing, he subconsciously continued to pull the trigger, but there was only a clicking sound. 】

[I looked in the direction where his gun was pointing again, and saw a stone slab appearing inexplicably in front of me. The stone slab stood upright, blocking something. 】

[The stone slab is hard and thick, and the pistol bullets got stuck on it but did not penetrate. 】

[Just when I was filled with doubts, a bald head emerged from behind the stone slab. 】

[The Styx elves are a race of dwarves transformed from the remnants of creatures. I always thought that the dwarves were all short, but the Styx elves behind the stone slab were taller than the average human. 】

[I saw in its eyes a cunningness that was different from that of ordinary Styx elves. 】

[There is no fear of death, but there is an aura of bloodthirsty and cruelty. 】

[The goblin in the cage reminds: Brave man, this is the Elf King of Styx. It has the ability to gather sand into a tower and is extremely powerful. You must be careful. 】

[I didn’t care to think about the ability of gathering sand to form a tower, and took out the machine gun and shot at the stone slab. 】

[In fact, I would rather fight a creature of the same size as me than a short Styx elf. At least it won't win by numbers. It is so pervasive that it is hard to defend against. 】

[I dragged an injured calf and shot towards the Styx Elf King. 】

[It retracted its head behind the stone slab for cover, and the stone slab was splashed with stone chips from the machine gun. 】

[Suddenly, when I moved forward, my feet did not move. 】

[I looked down and saw that at some point, my two feet were wrapped in rocks, so I couldn't move. This surprised me. 】

[I quickly put down the machine gun and used the elf carving knife to cut at the foot-binding rock. 】

[I had just cut through a restraint, and saw the sand gathering under my feet, wrapping my legs. The gaps between the loose sand disappeared and solidified into the shape of rocks. 】

[I couldn’t help but feel despair in my heart, because the speed at which I cut the rock could not keep up with the speed at which it condensed. 】

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and realized that this was not possible.

Not caring about anything else at the critical moment, Zhao Chuanxin immediately sent the insect silk scarf with the "key" to help "me".

His and "my" interests are tied together, and both prosper and lose.

[I want the insect silk scarf to disturb the view of the Styx Elf King. 】

[However, the insect silk scarf was floating in the air, and the Styx Elf King threw out a rock. The rock pushed the insect silk scarf and hit the cave wall. The rock is like colloid, spread out on the cave wall. A handful of rock knives were formed, splitting the silk scarf into several sections in an instant. The silk scarf fell to the ground after being hit hard. 】

Zhao Chuanxin's heart twitched and the pain was severe.

Is the insect silk scarf, a powerful tool for melee combat, so ruined?

He was thinking hard and couldn't think of anything else that could help.

I wish I could go out in person and besiege the Styx Elf King with "me".

[The insect silk scarf didn’t delay me for long. Before I was submerged by the rocks, I threw out a few guns and ammunition and said to the brother and sister: Get the guns and run. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked that at this time, he could still promote the spirit of self-sacrifice for others.

She is truly a role model for "my" generation.

[Finally, I was surrounded by rocks and fell into darkness. 】

[What’s worse is that I find it increasingly difficult to breathe, and the air inside the rock is almost exhausted by me. 】

[My heartbeat is abnormal, I feel fatigued, and my bones and joints hurt. 】

[This should be a sign of hypoxia. 】

[My memory became disordered and I began to lose track of the purpose of my coming here and why I was trapped in darkness. 】

[Eventually, I lost consciousness. 】

"My dear, did you die of suffocation?"

He suddenly felt a sense of fear. Is this guy going to go through a death cycle in that pile of rocks?

No matter how long his life is, he cannot withstand such consumption.

Fortunately,

[As I gradually regained consciousness, I heard the sound of gunshots like exploding beans. 】

[It was the bullet that penetrated the rock surrounding me, allowing air to flow in. 】

[I heard the screams from the Styx Elf King. 】

[I heard the little boy’s voice: Brave, just wait, I will find a way to let you out. The Styx Elf King can control the sand to turn into rocks, but there is a distance limit. As long as I shoot from a distance, it can't do anything to me. 】

Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not for nothing that I brought these two brats with me, they really did come at the critical moment.

[I did not sit still and waited for death. I took out the elf carving knife and first stabbed open the rock on the outside of my hand. From this point, slowly expand the opening outward. 】

[The gunshots continued, and I had already peeled off part of the rock on my forearm. The rest is easy. 】

[Finally, before the boy ran out of bullets, I was completely out of trouble. 】

[I was so angry that I took out the heavy machine gun and set it up. The bullets were concentrated at one point, making the stone slab that resisted the bullets thinner. 】

[I said: You guys shoot and restrain his movements, I will save people first. 】

[I cut open the cage and released the goblin. 】

[The goblin did not treat me politely, but carefully observed the battlefield. 】

[It is also extremely smart. After a moment, he said to me: Brave man, do you see the reflective stone next to the Elf King of Styx? If you look carefully, the bullet will bounce when it hits that stone. I guess that stone is very hard. If you try to shoot there, the bullet might ricochet to the Styx Elf King who is hiding behind the stone slab. 】

[As expected of a weirdo’s friend, he also has a smart mind. 】

[I followed the goblin method and shot there with the Madsen machine gun, constantly changing the position of my feet and changing the angle of the ejection. 】

[Sure enough, I heard the screams of the Styx Elf King again. 】

[The stone slab was finally broken by me. 】

[The Styx Elf King, who had been shot several times, fell to the ground, wailing. 】

[I seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and focused fire on his body. 】

[In just a moment, he beat the Styx Elf King's body to pieces and shot him on the spot. 】

[At this moment, the little girl suddenly shouted: There are Styx elves chasing us behind us. 】

[I said to the goblin: Let’s rush forward. 】

[The goblin shook his head and vetoed: The cave ahead is endless, and we have to turn back to get out of the Styx Cave. You go to the body of the Styx Elf King and take his glove. That glove contains some kind of energy controlled by the old gods, which will help us escape from here. 】

[The problem that we were unable to solve was solved by the goblin with just one sentence. So, trusting his mind, I followed suit. 】

[When I obtained the left hand glove of the Styx Elf King, the goblin said: If you put on this glove, it has the ability to gather sand into a tower. 】

[I put on my gloves and stretched out my fingers. The sand in front of me began to gather. 】

[This is a very subtle manipulation. According to the movement of my arms and the changes of my fingers and palms, the shape of the sand will also change accordingly. When I tighten my grip, the sand turns into solid rock. 】

[The goblin said: Brave, okay, we are going to fight back! 】

[Several Styx elves rushed forward. I raised my hand, and their short bodies were imprisoned by the rocks. 】

[With the little boy shooting nearby to support us, we pushed forward smoothly until we reached the passage we came from. I asked them to get through first, and I came to the rear. 】

[When I entered the passage, I used sand to condense the rocks and block the passage. The pursuers behind were blocked. 】

[With the goblins, we fled all the way outside the Styx Cave. 】

[The goblin then said to me gratefully: Brave man, I didn’t expect you to come to rescue me. I am extremely grateful for this, and I will give you thirty years of life as a reward. 】

Goblins have a long lifespan. Thirty years is nothing to them.

【This surprised me very much. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was even more happy and jumped up from the bed.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, feeling the long-lost pleasure of sublimating life.

Thirty years of life is a qualitative leap for the body.

Zhao Chuanxin himself didn't realize that he was much less obsessed with living into the 21st century than before.

What is more important is the present moment.

In addition to longevity, Zhao Chuanxian immediately took out the Styx Elf King's gloves.

I thought I finally encountered a real "magic weapon".

But after the glove appeared in front of him, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was still a device driven by some kind of energy.

It was a pair of thick metal gloves with wrist guards that had sun-shaped discs on them.

Zhao Chuanxin put it on, and the weight was not as heavy as expected.

Not to mention, the gloves are a pretty good size for him.

He tried to grab it towards the ground.

The floor of this house is made of hard rammed earth, with a little bit of gravel surging out of the earth, but very little.

He moved his palms and squeezed them together, and the sand grains condensed into stone lumps.

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

What the hell is this useful for?

He imagined the scene in which the King of the Styx Elves used gloves.

There is a large amount of sand in the Cave of Styx. The main component of sand is silica and some minerals.

But soil is different.

Zhao Chuanxin roughly understood that only objects with special compositions could be controlled by the gloves.

He went down to the ground, picked up the small rocks that had condensed, and placed the rocks on the wall.

The glove was opened, and as he moved his palm, the rock was smeared onto the wall like melted chocolate, and adhered tightly to the wall.

"I've even put on a silk scarf, but in exchange for a mud trowel?"

The gloves of the Styx Elf King have since been named by Zhao Chuanxin - Mud Trowel.

Just as he was about to continue his research, the knock on the door rang again.

It's the same snot-nosed kid from before: "Sir, there's news from the restaurant. Your friend is eating there."

My friend refers to Kim Wuzhi.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his trowel gloves.

He went back to the house and put on his coat, and said to the snotty baby, "Let's go, I'll take you to a nice meal today."

Sniffles' eyes lit up: "Thank you, sir."

This snot-nosed kid also has a great background.

From the invasion of China by the Eight-Power Allied Forces to the defeat of Tsarist Russia in the Russo-Japanese War, the balance of power in Northeast Asia was broken.

Japan then began to aggressively invade South Korea.

Two years ago, after the Second Treaty between Japan and South Korea was signed, the Korean Empire became a Japanese protectorate and was deprived of diplomatic rights.

Since then, volunteer movements have been launched across South Korea.

Although these people are a mob, the raging war has also caused Japan a headache.

Therefore, the Japanese asked the Korean army to suppress these rebels.

The Korean poet Hwang Hyun wrote a poem: In ten years to raise the Pixiu team, just kill the rebels.

It is used to satirize the Korean emperor, who spent countless hours raising troops, but only knew how to suppress his own people.

This snot-nosed kid's father is the young leader of the rebels.

Not only was his father shot by Korean soldiers, but his home was also ransacked. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he might have been exterminated.

Therefore, Sniffle Baby is willing to help Zhao Chuanxin.

Not only is it for food, but he is willing to do anything that is detrimental to the Japanese.

He was even willing to help deal with the Korean Empire.

The most important thing is that he is fluent in Chinese and can communicate with Zhao Chuanxin without any obstacles.

Sniveling Baby followed Zhao Chuanxin. He had short calves and had to trot to keep up with Zhao Chuanxin's long strides.

He raised his neck and asked: "Sir, is the Korean Empire coming to an end?"

"Well..." Zhao Chuanxin pondered for a moment. "It was supposed to be fast."

The snotty baby was puzzled: "Why do you say it was originally?"

"Let me ask you, do you hate the Japanese more or do you hate South Korea more?"

"Hate them all."

"Then why not let them fight to the death?"

Sniffle Kid said disdainfully: "The Emperor of Korea, Ri Xi, is as timid as a mouse. He has no guts to fight the Japanese."

"Haha, you can't count on him, nor on those fat-bellied courtiers. Dahan Universe, quantum loyal ministers. Those who still have the courage to resist are the only soldiers at the bottom. Just wait, I will find a way to make them choke Get up."

Snotlout was silent for a moment and said, "Sir, do you want to participate? I can also get a gun. I can help you fight the Japanese."

"Yeah." Zhao Chuanxin was surprised. "I thought I was the only one who had taken maintaining world peace as my duty since I was a child. I didn't expect that you, the boy, would be of the same mind."

Snivellus: "..."

Maintaining world peace, at this time, the whole world does not have this concept. There is peace, but there is no such thing as maintaining world peace.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "If you hate Korea and the Japanese, why not come with me then? I have an armed team dedicated to fighting the Japanese. If Korean soldiers are disobedient, they will inevitably get beaten."

"Sir, I am willing to go with you."

"Then let's get to know each other again. What's your name?"

"My name is Xian Yubin."

"Xianyu Bin? Oh, that's good. This name sounds very comfortable."

Xian Yubin scratched his head, why was his name An Yi?

Xian Yubin asked: "Sir, what is your name?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while whether he should "change his name or his surname".

It's a bit shameless to lie to a child.

He said: "I have many names, the little black dragon with two spears and quick legs, the thunderbolt hand of Hunyuan, the flying fairy from the west with one sword, the bloodless sword with one sword, the little red outside the pass, the great mage..."

I think this is not a lie to you.

"..." Xian Yubin: "Sir, you are the God of War, right?"

Shall I wipe it?

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

Have these names of yours spread across the ocean and reached Seoul?

"How did you know?"

"I went to the teahouse and heard that the bookkeeper told your story. Your achievements were very popular."

This time Zhao Chuanxin was obviously happy.

In an instant, I felt like "no one in the world knows you".

So is he already so famous?

Restaurants and tea shops usually only sing about heroes from the Three Kingdoms, Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the Water Margin. Finally, one day, Zhao Chuanxin will be among the immortals.

While talking, the two came to the restaurant.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and saw that there was no suspicious ambush, so he pushed the door open and entered.

Jin Wuzhi was eating when he suddenly looked up and saw Zhao Chuanxin. He spat out a mouthful of rice and choked the grains of rice into his nose. It was so uncomfortable that he died.

After coughing for a long time, he raised his head and said, "Mr. Zhao, why do you still dare to come out for a walk?"

Zhao Chuanxin, who was praised by Xian Yubin, was in high spirits. Hearing this, he waved his hand: "Haha, has Zhao ever been afraid of fighting? If there is a battle, he will go out when called and win in the battle. This is the God of War!"

Jin Wuzhi didn't react at all, but what Xian Yubin said beside him made his blood boil. He was pulling a chair for Zhao Chuanxin with the eyesight, but he slammed the chair with excitement.

Jin Wuzhi quickly glared at him: "Keep your voice down and keep a low profile."

Xian Yubin scratched his head in embarrassment: "I couldn't hold it back for a while. This gentleman is sorry."

Jin Wuzhi said to Zhao Chuanxin again: "I am about to leave you a message after eating. Who is this kid? Is it convenient for me to talk?"

"This is Xianyu Bin. Don't worry. Even though this kid's name is depraved, he actually has great ambitions. Japan will never return it until it is broken."

Xian Yubin blinked, why did his husband have such a weird accent, and why did his name become corrupt? Everyone else said it was good, but my husband said it was degenerate and comfortable.

Jin Wuzhi choked while drinking tea and ended up squirting again.

He wiped his mouth: "It should be Xian Yubin. Not Xianyu. This is a compound surname in Korea."

"Oh..." Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized and apologized: "I see, I'm really sorry."

Jin Wuzhi said helplessly: "Mr. Zhao, a Japanese woman asked me to bring you a message, saying that Li Wanyong gave the map to Ito Hirobumi, and Ito Hirobumi gave it to Shinoda Haruse."

"Oh, got it."

By the time this information arrived, the cucumbers and vegetables were already cold.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin got something else from Li Xi.

Jin Wuzhi added: "After you and the Japanese princess left that day, they pointed the cannon at the window of your room and fired directly. Some foreigners staying at the Seoul Hotel went to the Tongyuan Mansion the next day to find The Japanese have settled their scores."

"Is there such a good thing? Have you ever fallen out?"

"No. However, I heard that Hasegawa swallowed feces and water and vomited out gall, the kind with bloodshot eyes. He almost died from vomiting. The doctor gave him mustard soup and he was revived."

"Your taste is too strong, why are you talking about this while eating?"

"..." Jin Wuzhi said suspiciously: "That should be Mr. Zhao's handiwork, right?"

That day at the door of the restaurant, the smell suddenly appeared.

Jin Wuzhi had reason to suspect that Zhao Chuanxin did it.

"What, do you think I'm on the roof of the building trying to get him hot?"

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Don't talk about these heavy flavors, let's eat first. You see Xianyubin is hungry."

When Captain Zhao was doing trouble, the enemy was under great pressure. When Captain Zhao is not doing anything, I feel a lot of pressure.

My ability to withstand stress is very poor. When someone sprays me, my head is buzzing.

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