The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

"boom!"

The simple fortifications were not reliable after all, and the wall, which was as tall as a person, was crushed and collapsed, injuring many villagers.

"Kill!"

Zhang Mingjiu took the opportunity to shout, directing the rout soldiers with guns to charge.

The soldiers mixed with the bandits and rushed in from the collapsed wall. At close range, the rifle is so powerful that it can hit people without aiming.

Several villagers were killed or injured in an instant, and they were killed and retreated steadily.

Ma Xuekui, the leader of the Red Gun Club, raised his gun and shouted: "I can't withdraw, and if I withdraw my wife and children, my parents will lose their lives. Brothers, follow me!"

Ma Xuekui rushed forward crazily, he was Lian Jiazi, he shot one bandit in the throat, then drew his gun and knocked down another one.

"boom!"

Blood gushed out of Ma Xuekui's chest. He wanted to continue killing the enemy, but his strength was taken away, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"father!"

A young man roared angrily, rushed forward desperately, stabbed two bandits to death one after another, and was shot three times in a row. Still gritted his teeth and persisted, he shot the bandit again, but was hit in the head with an iron rod by the enemy next to him.

Ma Xuekui and his son are not from Caozhuang, they are from Maluzhuang next door.

In order to fight against the government and bandits, all the Zhuangzi in this area united to form the Red Gun Club. When a village is in trouble, all villages support it.

After the death of the father and son, Huang Ziming of Chenjiazhuang became the leader. He raised his gun and shouted, "Avenge the owner of the horse altar! Kill him!"

The villagers were filled with righteous indignation, their number was more than three times that of the bandits, and they immediately risked their lives and rushed forward frantically.

This battle frightened the bandits, and the timid ones turned around and ran away.

"Bang bang bang!"

The rout soldiers fired continuously and killed several villagers, and the two sides immediately fought into a melee.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhou Hexuan rode his horse and ran to Zhang Mingjiu's side, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Caozhuang will be defeated soon."

"Your Majesty, you can call me Commander, you can call him Commander..." Before Zhang Ming could finish speaking, he looked down at his waist in disbelief, where there was a bullet hole bleeding.

"boom!"

Zhou Hexuan raised his hand and shot again, directly hitting Zhang Mingjiu until his head exploded, and said with a sneer, "I have also practiced before."

After Zhang Mingjiu was killed, Zhou Hexuan slapped his horse and rushed to the wall again, shouting loudly: "No, there is an ambush, the commander has been beaten to death! Run away, everyone run away!"

After shouting several times, a bandit finally turned around. After seeing Zhang Ming fell to the ground with nine dead lives, the bandits immediately lost their fighting spirit and turned and fled one by one.

Those routed soldiers knew they couldn't escape, and they could take Caozhuang by gritting their teeth. But being surrounded by the defeated bandits, they could only flee among the crowd.

Huang Ziming was already red-eyed, seeing the bandits fleeing, he immediately chased them desperately, shouting: "Revenge for the horse altar master!"

Six or seven hundred villagers suddenly became excited, yelling frantically and beating the dog in the water.

Zhou Hexuan rode on horseback, aimed at one of the guns and pulled the trigger. He didn't know whether it was because of the shaking of his hand or what, but he was not discouraged when he actually hit the unlucky guy next to him. Anyway, he shot wildly into the bandits.

After living two lifetimes, this was the first time Zhou Hexuan killed someone. He didn't feel any nausea, but was a little excited.

However, the bandits were about to rush forward, and Zhou Hexuan, who was hesitating for his life, hurriedly let his horse out of the way, so as not to die in the scuffle.

The Sun brothers were dumbfounded, and Sun Yonghao said, "Brother, sir is so insidious."

"That's smart! Stop talking nonsense and go help." Sun Yongzhen rushed towards Zhou Hexuan after finishing speaking.

In fact, they didn't need to rush, the defeated bandits fled this way, and met the two brothers in a blink of an eye. Sun Yonghao's marksmanship is much better than Zhou Hexuan's. He specializes in shooting people with guns, and basically kills one with one shot.

With only two people and a gun standing in front of them, hundreds of bandits were frightened and spontaneously changed direction and fled to the side.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Meng Keke was extremely excited. He drew out the flower gun used on the stage and ran quickly to chase the bandits.

"School, come back!" Mother Zhang Yunhe shouted in panic.

Meng Xiaodong's father was also a martial arts student, so he immediately pulled out his flower gun and chased after him. On the one hand, he wanted to protect his son, and on the other hand, he also took the opportunity to kill the bandits.

The third uncle, Meng Hongqun, and the eldest uncle, Meng Hongfang, rushed up after seeing this, and Meng Hongfang shouted: "Everyone in charge of Chunhe class, follow me!"

The men joined in one after another, and even the timid handlebar type picked up a stone on the ground and ran after it.

Zhou Hexuan was overjoyed and chased after him on that nauseous horse, firing several bullets before stopping.

Although Sun Yongzhen was short and short-legged, he ran extremely fast. He lent his gun to Zhou Hexuan, now he took out two short daggers, and when he saw the bandits, he would stab them in the waist. Those who were stabbed by him would not die on the spot, but if they did not see a doctor, they would definitely not survive today.

Zhou Hexuan was not idle either. He was more eloquent than a gun, and he shouted while running on horseback: "Surrender, don't kill! Surrender, don't kill!"

Hearing this sound, some bandits who were tired from running finally stopped and lay down on the ground begging for mercy.

The bandits have been marching for half a day, and have been fighting for nearly 20 minutes, and they are already exhausted. One by one, they gave up and fled. There were kneeling and lying all over the ground, and even the broken soldiers with guns chose to surrender.

In the end, only a few bandits in the front were still fleeing. Zhou Hexuan rode up and rushed forward, holding an empty gun in front of him and shouting: "Surrender and don't kill!"

Two bandits obviously had guns in their hands, but they were completely frightened and knelt down on the spot. One of them repeatedly kowtowed and shouted: "Master, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

The villagers who caught up were still angry and beat and kicked the bandits. One villager even dug out half of the bandits' head with a hoe.

Zhou Hexuan was afraid of accidents, so he quickly said: "Stop beating, tie it up with a rope first!"

Huang Ziming, the leader of the Red Spear Society, immediately shouted: "Yes, according to your benefactor, tie them up."

Just as the villagers were tying up the bandits, Huang Ziming walked up to Zhou Hexuan, knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you benefactor for saving your life."

Zhou Hexuan laughed and said, "I just saved myself, I didn't do anything."

Huang Ziming raised his head and asked, "Grandfather, don't you remember me?"

"You are?" Zhou Hexuan felt a little familiar.

"The porridge shed outside Tianjin, I've had your good porridge!" Huang Ziming said excitedly.

Zhou Hexuan slapped his head: "Oh, it's you. You were unkempt at the time, but now that you've washed your face, I can't even recognize you."

Huang Ziming turned around and said to the villagers: "Big guy, this is the kind Mr. Zhou I'm talking about! He served porridge in Tianjin and saved many Shandong people. My younger brother is still studying in his Hope Primary School."

There was an old man in the village, walking tremblingly on crutches, he bowed and said: "Benefactor, please accept the old man's worship!"

Zhou Hexuan quickly supported him: "I can't do it, I can't do it!"