Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 108

In the night, a dozen horses bumped violently on the rugged mountain road, and the sound of horseshoes made a crackling and bumping sound. It was strange that five human-powered tricycles were still chasing after them, and the front one was still on the road. Frequently waved the handkerchief to the left.

He wants to overtake!

Song Qingshu has completely believed in what is the present report. Just a few months ago, he, Bai Wenxuan, and Zhang Xianzhong were hunting down Ma Er and Ma San brothers as hunters. Now there has been a complete role reversal. It turned out that they were hunted as prey and had to flee desperately.

There are no inflatable shock-absorbing tires these days, and even with inflatable shock-absorbing tires, on such a bumpy mountain road, it is estimated that they would have to fly after a few strokes. They were put on a tricycle and dragged by horses. Not to allow the scabbed wound to be split open alive, blood seeped out from the clothes continuously, staining the back red, Caiwei's face was pale with fright, and she waved the handkerchief hurriedly.

"what happened?"

"Uncle Xia, look, brother is going to die!"

Seeing Scarface come back with the horse, Caiwei's voice was full of tears, and she reined in the horse and circled Song Qingshu. Scarface also frowned helplessly, and finally waved her hand simply.

"Stop, rest!"

"Boss Scar, the pursuers are nearby, stop at this time, don't you wait to die?"

Ahead, an impatient voice from the top of the head came over immediately, but before he finished speaking, another gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Brother Scar's words are the words of the chief executive, are you going to disobey the chief executive's words?"

Suddenly felt a chill in the neck, looked back at Liu Zongmin's gloomy and stern face who did not know when he was behind him, trembled slightly above his head, then pretended to be indifferent, and pulled the other little ones Hey, he got off the horse with a grunt.

Song Qingshu's luck was good. Not far from here, there is actually a spacious exploration rock corroded inwards, which is sunken inwards into a huge cave, where people and horses can hide in, so as not to blow the northwest wind outside. It's more than October. Although it has not snowed yet, it is already very cold.

A group of thirty people lit three piles of fire, and put the dry food on the fire to heat up, to fill their hungry stomachs. From yesterday afternoon to this evening, they have been fleeing for more than a day, and they finally got something to eat. It was poured in with a drink on horseback.

"hiss~"

Another layer of golden sore medicine was sprinkled on Zhang Xianzhong's back, and Song Qingshu gasped in pain, but someone who heard the other fire sneered, causing Zhang Xianzhong's tiger eyes to stare fiercely at him.

These bandit leaders are also shrewd people. Seeing that Song Qingshu seems to have encountered some catastrophe, he is not the capable person who wants wind and rain in a small county town. His attitude has cooled down. It is intentional or unintentional, provocative. There was constant friction between the two groups.

"Damn it, I should have chopped up all these cowards and thrown them into the ditch!" Zhang Xianzhong's beard twitched, and he let out a cold moan, but he also knew that the situation was unusual, and his voice was suppressed very low.

Song Qingshu also sighed helplessly, now he knows what it means to have a bad heart, what it means to be pushed down by a wall, even a scarred face.

"Xiao Song, what do you think of the current situation?"

No, I married Caiwei, and my name has changed from shopkeeper to Xiao Song, but seeing the scar face and looking into the distance from time to time, he didn't have the heart to pursue it, but frowned locked up.

It's really tricky now, a few guys who have failed to achieve anything but failed to rob the Zhuangzi of the Prince Qin's Mansion, and even killed the manager in order not to die. The Prince Qin's Mansion, which was already highly nervous, mobilized 100 dead men from the Palace in one go. Many fine riders surrounded them from all directions like a big net.

Abandoning the official road and fleeing along the Qinling Mountains, Song Qingshu couldn't get rid of them after running for more than a whole day. Song Qingshu could clearly feel a thick cloud behind him, and he couldn't breathe.

"If it doesn't work, just fight with them!"

Here, Liu Zongmin was the toughest and most aggressive. Seeing that everyone had a sad face, he simply yelled, and at the same time he took out a heavy iron box and threw it on the ground.

"I brought all the things that Lao Liu beat with the scoop. Based on these, I may not be able to beat them!"

Song Qingshu was overjoyed to see more than a dozen muskets similar to the ones he used coming out of the iron box, but Scarface shook his head solemnly, pointed to another pile of fire and hummed: " With them? Difficult!"

The ones Song Qingshu was able to bring to Xi'an City were naturally the honest ones among the bandits, and there were also two female family members. The apprentices in the home class are a bit useful, and with this Song Qingshu and Scarface, the combat strength that can be used is only twelve. Against the opponent's number of more than 100, Scarface really has no confidence.

And on the other side, the ten or so bandit chieftains like Tou Ding Tian have become unreliable, so don't start a fight on your own here, and you will be black-handed by others.

"In my opinion, let's go straight to Shangluo! Now in the cottage, there are four to five hundred young people who can take it. If we come to our land, it will be much easier to kill these bastards!"

"No, I can't lead you to Shangluo. It's a place where you can live and live. If the Qin Palace finds out, you'll have a hard time in the future." Before Scarface could finish speaking, Song Qingshu vetoed him with a gloomy gaze. Song Qingshu casually threw out the box with Liu Zongmin and escaped with a short-fired blunderbuss.

The pig iron used for the whole firecracker is cast using the casting method developed by Song Qingshu and Tang Ruowang. It is cast with pig iron as a whole. It is estimated that the construction period is tight, and the surface is not polished too smooth. Compared with the traditional short firecracker, there is an extra piece The round belly seemed a little ugly. Song Qingshu held it in his hand, but it seemed as if he was stroking his lover. He couldn't put it down and pulled out the short stick in the middle, and the whole gun was broken in two in his hand.

"If you want me to say, all these cumbersome things have been thrown away. With fast horses, we can run out of this broken mountain valley anyway. There are no women, so we just need to find them again, and the brothers are also tired these two days. , just a few women make the brothers feel good, which also boosts morale!"

Suddenly, in the circle of another fire, a bandit with a face as black as carbon and a big chin suddenly turned his head, and interjected with a smile, but his squinting eyes were staring straight at him. Looking at Caiwei who was snuggling up beside Song Qingshu and warming herself by the fire.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Scarface immediately jumped up furiously and wanted to draw his knife. The short-fired gun in Song Qingshu's hand clicked and closed again, but there was a gloomy look on his face. smile.

"This brother's suggestion is good! Don't know the brother's name?"

"The boss, my surname is Zhang, and my father's nickname is Da Gouzi..."

Satisfied, he thought he was going to be the first one to be rewarded, so that big chin raised his head and announced his family name, but before he finished reporting his big name, there was a popping sound, and that big chin fell to the ground in disbelief .

Just when he was about to give him a brain blow, the guy died. Song Qingshu was startled, watching the trembling arrow on the man's back for a full second, and then roared out in horror.

"Attack, get down!"

Saying that, Song Qingshu directly pushed Caiwei to the ground.

He has a high prestige in the restaurant, seeing that his shopkeeper got down on the ground, and Han Juan and the other guys in the other pile immediately fell on the ground, but the bandits outside the fire pile were used to doing their own thing, and didn't pay attention to Song Qingshu's words at all. Subconsciously, he drew his knife and stood up.

This is good, another puff of arrows came over, and the bandits outside turned into toothpicks, and they were all knocked down. If you say that the bandits are really fucking ruthless, they just picked one up and beat them on the back. With an arrow, the companion who was still whining stood in front of him, and the others also hid behind the corpse.

"Damn it, this arrow method is definitely a dog tartar outside the hired hole!" He also stood up habitually and desperately, but when he saw the miserable conditions of the bandits, Zhang Xianzhong was shocked and fell to the ground, still annoyed Yelling and cursing, he himself came from a family of frontier soldiers in Yulin, and he was too familiar with the Mongolians outside the gate.

The bandits themselves didn't care, so of course Song Qingshu didn't care either. He used the big chin he wanted to kill as a shield, but Song Qingshu lost the short-fired gun and put the only one Liu Zongmin was carrying in the whole team by his feet. Holding the long flintlock gun in his hand, he squinted his eyes by the moonlight and looked outside as much as possible.

His sight adjusted to the darkness for a second or two before he could see some shadows clearly. Facing the swaying bush closest to him, he gritted his teeth, Song Qingshu pulled the trigger suddenly, and flint and steel erupted into a ball There was a brilliant flame, and a puff of white smoke burst out from the gun barrel.

Thirty meters away, I heard a thud, followed by some Mongolian shouts of shock, the grass shook violently, and finally disappeared from near to far.

Even though the killer of King Qin's Mansion had been walking outside for five or six minutes, everyone in the cave remained lying on the ground for a long time without daring to move. In the end, Song Qingshu, who was sweating profusely, stood up by himself leaning on a firecracker.

"Baldhead, go and see, is there anyone else?"

The one who was kicked by Song Qingshu immediately pointed to his nose and shouted, "Let me go?"

Kacha~ Song Qingshu pulled out the short firecracker that was pinned to his waist without saying a word, but after seeing the power of this thing, he trembled again, and the bald head rushed out of the cave without saying a word.

A moment later, a dead body was dragged back by the top of the head. Looking at the ragged leather jacket it was wearing, it was indeed a Mongolian Tartar as Zhang Xianzhong said. On the forehead, the back half of the head is gone, no wonder the murderous killers of Prince Qin's residence retreated because of this.

The corpse was thrown at the door, but a dull feeling spread in the cave. Six of them died, and three others were injured.

The guys in the innermost part were directly kicked up by the bandits to carry the corpses out. The guy above his head rummaged through every corpse viciously. He even found out the money hidden in the crotch and kicked him in his arms. Song Qingshu was Stared at the corpse in a daze.

Seeing that the body with a big chin was also being dragged out by the trembling Xiaobao, Qiaoer dragged her legs, suddenly, a smile bloomed on Song Qingshu's face...

(End of this chapter)