The distance reaches two hundred meters.
Zhao Ping and others stared closely at the figure in front.
I can already see clearly.
At the front was a strong man, wearing a shabby gown, and even the large patches on it could be seen clearly.
The man was carrying a black knife and leading a group of people.
Move forward boldly and courageously.
There was a group behind them. Although they couldn't see their appearance clearly, their number could be seen.
In line with the intelligence, there are probably around 600 people.
Zhao Ping couldn't help but become nervous.
This was his first time on the battlefield in his previous life.
A real battlefield.
The last time he wiped out Heifeng Village, he used a strategy, pretending to be a wine delivery boy, and poisoning those people. He was able to know it well.
But now, I really saw a dark group of people rushing towards me.
It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.
At the same time, Zhao Ping was also excited.
His palms began to sweat.
One hundred meters, it has entered the shooting range.
Eighty meters away, everyone’s hands were on the trigger.
Fifty meters...
Just when Zhao Ping was about to give the order to shoot, Zuo Zhigang on the side covered his mouth.
Grass!
Zhao Ping glared angrily.
He would never have thought that Zuo Zhigang would rebel at the critical moment.
This is a rhythm that will kill them all.
Zhao Ping raised the Zhuge Liannu and faced him.
We must shoot this traitor.
But I heard Zuo Zhigang say: "Sir, the leader is Centurion Mao Shiba of the Flying Eagle Army. He should be one of our own."
Um?
Zhao Ping was stunned for a moment.
I met an acquaintance during a fight. Is this serious?
You wouldn’t dare to write such a bloody novel, would you?
However, considering that Liu Mengru is the general of the Flying Eagle Army, he highly respects the Flying Eagle Army and even treats them as his own children.
The defeat six years ago resulted in the complete annihilation of the Flying Eagle Army.
It seems to have become a knot in Liu Mengru's heart.
If the remnants of the Flying Eagle Army could be gathered together, it would be a way to heal Liu Mengru's inner trauma.
Zhao Ping nodded and paused the order.
Then he shouted loudly, "Mao Shiba, stop, if you take another step forward, I will shoot you to death with random arrows."
"you know me?"
Mao Shiba was stunned for a moment.
But I soon felt relieved.
If the other party can't even know themselves and their enemies, how can they wipe out three waves of bandits in one day?
Definitely researched beforehand.
Having heard Zhao Ping's deeds before, Mao Shiba felt that everyone was bragging.
In Myth Zhao Ping.
After all, even if their Flying Eagle Army takes action, it will not be easy to kill three waves of bandits in one day.
Could it be that the bodyguards led by Zhao Ping were more powerful than the Flying Eagle Army?
But now, Mao Shiba's suspicion has been relaxed.
As soon as he showed up, the other party recognized him, and the investigation was extremely detailed.
This is a battle that cannot be fought without preparation.
Maybe Mr. Zhao really has that kind of magical power.
However, the next words directly shattered his doubts and made him completely believe that Zhao Ping had such miraculous abilities.
"hehe."
Zhao Ping chuckled lightly, "Who in the world knows the name of Centurion Mao Shiba under the Flying Eagle Army?"
"Am I...so famous?"
Mao Shiba murmured.
"No, how does he know that I am a member of the Flying Eagle Army? He even knows that I am a centurion?"
These are not the point.
The point is that if the other party knows his identity, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
Mao Shiba ordered everyone to stop advancing.
He said loudly: "Mr. Zhao, since you know that I am a member of the Flying Eagle Army, you should be able to accept my surrender with confidence, right?"
"Surrender? Do you want to surrender?"
Zhao Ping said unexpectedly.
This plot is so bloody.
Even if he met an acquaintance on the battlefield, the acquaintance would surrender.
Is this the protagonist's aura as a time traveler?
The process of suppressing the bandits was too smooth.
"good."
Mao Shiba said loudly: "Although I fell into trouble and became a bandit, I have never done any harm to the people."
"Even though I was forced to collect the resettlement fee, I still tried my best to protect the people and prevent them from being invaded by other bandit forces."
"And we never block the roads and rob, and we even rely on ourselves."
"Establishing a fishing site in Qianhe Bay will support the livelihood of about 600 people in Qianhe Bay by fishing."
"I received the order from the people above today and followed Yu Qingdong, the head of Erlong Mountain, to come and exterminate Mr."
"I originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and counterattack them, without losing the reputation of the Flying Eagle Army."
"Now that sir has recognized me, it's time to surrender. Let's discuss together how to destroy this wave of bandits."
"If we kill them all, there will no longer be any serious bandits near the State Shepherd's Mansion."
this……
Zhao Ping found it difficult to accept.
It went so well.
It went so smoothly that he couldn't believe it was all true.
He was even a little reluctant.
I carefully prepared so many "gifts", but they were completely useless.
He wanted to use this battle to become famous.
Deterring other bandits in Qingzhou will make it easier for Xia Quan and Qi Liang to suppress the bandits.
It seems that the plan also failed.
Zuo Zhigang on the side laughed and got out of the trench.
"Hahaha, Shiba Mao, you have enough talent to not lose the reputation of our Flying Eagle Army."
"Looking back, I will turn to..."
"Shut up!"
Hearing that Zuo Zhigang was about to say Liu Mengru's name, Zhao Ping hurriedly scolded him severely.
"If you dare to reveal Mengru's information, I will kill you now."
Zuo Zhigang was so frightened that he shrank his neck and swallowed the rest of the words.
Shibamao?
Mao Shiba fell into reminiscing.
This is his title among the Flying Eagle Army, and no one has called him that for many years.
It sounds very friendly.
Eh, that's not right. How does he know my title in the Flying Eagle Army?
Mao Shiba watched with wide eyes and said in surprise: "You, you, you are a steel cannon?"
Zuo Zhigang's face turned red.
Zhao Ping almost laughed.
Steel cannon.
Is this nickname serious?
But it gave Zhao Ping a heads up.
gun.
If cannons can be made, they will definitely be invincible in war.
Complex guns are difficult.
Even if Zhao Ping was given another few decades, he might not be able to develop a cannonball that points where it hits.
It’s easy to make.
Get a sealed container, fill it with gunpowder, and get a matchlock out.
ignite.
Throw it out with a catapult.
Calculate the distance, and the falling match rope will just ignite the gunpowder inside.
If the pressure expands instantly, an explosion will occur.
Although it is not as lethal as the shells in the previous life, it should not be less, and at least it can have a certain deterrent effect.
It's just that gunpowder is difficult to prepare.
And Zhao Ping didn't dare to try that thing. If he was not careful, it might cause an accident and blow him to pieces.
Zhao Ping didn't want to travel through time again.
Of course, Zhao Ping cannot be defeated without gunpowder.
The container can not only hold gunpowder, but also fire oil.
When kerosene is ignited in a sealed container, the pressure will increase instantly and an explosion will also occur.
It's just less lethal.
This is also not difficult for Zhao Ping.
Having watched so many ancient TV dramas, Zhao Ping was able to learn some of the destructive moves.
For example, put gravel, iron nails, thin pieces of iron, etc. in the kerosene.
Throw these things into kerosene, and when they explode, they will splash everywhere.
It's more powerful than concealed weapons, making it hard to guard against.
If you are more cruel, soak nails, gravel, iron pieces, etc. in gold juice for a period of time. Anyone who is hit will have a lower chance of surviving.
And Zhao Ping can also add some poison into it.
His throat was sealed with blood and he died on the spot.
Just hearing Zuo Zhigang's nickname made Zhao Ping think of many possibilities in an instant.
Mao Shiba continued: "It's great that you survived and became Mr. Zhao's subordinate."
"I didn't expect that we two brothers would have the opportunity to go into battle together to kill the enemy and fight side by side."
"How about we compete and see who killed more bandits today?"
“It’s a competition, who’s afraid of whom?”
Zuo Zhigang also became interested.
If you roll up your arms and sleeves, you have to fight with Mao Shiba.
Zhao Ping had black lines all over his head.
Is this the Centurion of the Flying Eagle Army?
No wonder he fell into the enemy's trap and was completely mindless.
They are all reckless men.
It was really hard for her to let Liu Mengru lead such an army.
"Compared to what?"
Zhao Ping couldn't help but scolded, "Where's your brain?"
"Is it all flooded?"
"Can't we use a strategy?"
"How many people do we have?"
"Even if we add the manpower of Mao Shiba's side, how many are there? Can they fight against the thousands of bandits led by Yu Qingdong?"
"What's the difference between dying and dying?"
"I……"
Zuo Zhigang was so scolded that he did not dare to say a word.
I just feel a little unconvinced.
You lead eight people and you dare to face more than 600 bandits. If we include Mao Shiba's men, we have 700 or 800 people. Fighting thousands of bandits seems more modest than your approach.
Zhao Ping ignored him and said to Mao Shiba: "Mao Shiba, since you want to surrender, then show your sincerity."
"Transfer certificate."
