Balancing is considered strenuous activity.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't feel tired at all. It was really a warm-up.

After warming up, he lowered his head and looked at the old sacred altar, filled with faith.

After filling up the status, Zhao Chuanxin said to the little old man's corpse: "Wait until Zhao uses Rosada's head to pay homage to the souls of you and others."

……

Before Rosada entered Jiuao Mountain, he sent someone to notify Zhang Renjun.

The visitor looked arrogant, looked at people with his nostrils, and said to Zhang Renjun: "The bandits on Jiu'ao Mountain brutally killed thirteen of our soldiers. Our Governor Rosada sent me to inform Mr. Zhang that we are going to Jiu'ao Mountain to suppress the bandits.

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Zhang Renjun's expression suddenly changed: "As far as I know, there are only fishermen in Jiuao Mountain, and there are no bandits."

The visitor pushed further: "This matter is unquestionable. The remains of our soldiers are still in the coffins. If you don't believe me, Mr. Zhang, you can go and see for yourself. Our governor has said that in order to maintain a stable situation, Jiuao Mountain must be stable for a long time."

As soon as this statement came out, Zhang Renjun was completely angry: "What does Rosada mean by this? Are you coveting the Coloane area? Do you want to occupy it for a long time?"

The visitor refused to give in: "This is just to protect the interests of Portugal, please let Mr. Zhang know. I came here today to inform Mr. Zhang, not to get Mr. Zhang's consent. The number of casualties of our soldiers has been reported to the country.

Japan will devote more military power to Australia Island."

This is a threat.

Zhang Renjun’s chest rises and falls.

But the visitor cupped his hand and said: "My mission has been accomplished, so I will take my leave. If you have caused any trouble, please forgive me, Mr. Zhang."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

But Zhang Renjun was so angry.

"When someone comes, report this matter to the imperial court immediately, gather additional troops, and prepare to leave at any time."

Even if Zhang Renjun was angry again, he would not dare to start a war with Portugal rashly.

The Qing court responded very quickly to messages.

Zhang Renjun took the telegram and read it: This matter must be extremely cautious and well-planned. The Portuguese will not be given an excuse to start provocations, and it is also due to public opinion, so they cannot use weapons without authorization...

Zhang Renjun was dejected. Do you want him to be a peacemaker? His own people are being massacred by the Portuguese. How many times should he be a peacemaker?

No, absolutely not.

Zhang Renjun stood up suddenly: "Come here, prepare a thousand new troops and some artillery fire, advance to the Wan Chai Fort in Beishan Ridge, and station additional troops at each pass. If the Portuguese ask, tell me that the people in the 25th Town are

The staff officer of the new army went to Australia Island to inspect the defense..."

His subordinates asked: "Governor, how should the court investigate the crime?"

It’s really tiring.

To resist the enemy, we actually have to consider the hindrance of our own camp.

Zhang Renjun waved his hand: "I said this is not a war, but a defense inspection."

His subordinates immediately understood that Zhang Renjun wanted to frighten Portugal and hoped that they would stop in time.

……

Zhao Chuanxin came to the path at the foot of Jiuao Mountain and came to the tree where he had taken a photo with the black-spine ape before, and found that there was a small dirt bag there.

He was stunned. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this little dirt bag looked like a grave.

There was no shadow of the black-spine ape on the tree.

The snot-nosed babies who like to play here are also gone.

Zhao Chuanxin did not stay and left here quickly.

At the foot of Jiuao Mountain, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Portuguese logistics soldiers in front who were transporting supplies to the mountain, and quietly walked through the woods.

After getting close, without saying a word, QW combo moves.

Boom...

Winchester M1897 ring.

The bodies of two Portuguese soldiers carrying ammunition boxes flew backwards.

The rest were horrified. Without waiting for a counterattack, Zhao Chuanxin entered the flock, and the smart gyroscope and the elf carving knife revolved around him, jumping, and blood splashed everywhere.

On the mountain, the Portuguese soldiers who were attacking the village heard gunshots down the mountain, causing a small commotion among them.

When fighting on the front line, the biggest worry is that the enemy will stab you in the back.

They dispatched a team of ten people to go down the mountain to investigate the situation.

I happened to run into Zhao Chuanxin who was going up the mountain.

Jiuao Mountain is not high, and the road side is not steep either.

When others are going uphill, drive at a constant speed and slowly.

But Zhao Chuanxin was running at a trot, breathing evenly, and his physical strength was particularly exaggerated.

Seeing the Portuguese team coming down the mountain, Zhao Chuanxin took out his Goldberg M1907 and shot.

In the universe of bolt-action rifles, the sound of the assault rifle is enough to make one's head tingle just by listening to it.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

The firepower was so powerful that the Portuguese soldiers were ready to retreat as soon as they opened fire.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't give them this chance at all. He ran towards the mountain while firing. In a few breaths, all the Portuguese soldiers halfway up the mountain were killed.

At this time, the Portuguese soldiers who were attacking on the mountain were really panicked.

"The enemy has helpers going up the mountain. Is the reserve team at the bottom of the mountain just a piece of paper? They were defeated in one attack."

The adjutant's face turned pale. He heard the very unique rhythm of the gunfire of Goldberg M1907.

At this time, apart from Zhao Chuanxin, there is no other person in the world who possesses this kind of weapon. It can be said to be unique.

Last time, Zhao Chuanxian warned him not to mess around outside Portugal's existing territory.

But after the scar healed, I forgot about the pain. I thought the new Governor Rosada was tough, so I could give it a try, but the retribution came immediately.

The adjutant was in a panic, but he didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He hurriedly said: "Form up, forget about those fishermen now, prepare to resist the enemies coming up the mountain, hurry up, a bunch of idiots..."

When they lined up, holding Verghello M1904 rifles in their hands, they were ready to line up and shoot the invading enemies.

Halfway up the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain fell silent and became silent.

"Where are the people?"

"Damn it, where did it go?"

The unknown is the scariest thing.

"Is it the Qing army?"

"The Qing army does not dare to go to war with Portugal."

The adjutant is the most nervous.

He knew it was Zhao Chuanxin who was coming, but he didn't say anything because it would affect the morale of the army.

He held his breath and concentrated, any disturbance would make him tremble with fear.

At this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The adjutant was stunned and turned around to look, his eyes almost splitting.

He was even so frightened that he couldn't speak for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin unexpectedly ran behind him without anyone noticing.

How is this possible?

First of all, it came too fast, and secondly, they guarded the route on the mountain tightly, and it was clear that no one was going up the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and said: "I have clearly warned you, but you must not take the ordinary path."

He consumed all the power of faith in the old sacred altar before teleporting to the mountain silently.

As he said that, Zhao Chuanxin got an ax in his hand and chopped it fiercely.

Poof...

The adjutant fell, and the others haven't reacted yet.

Who made the adjutant timid and stood at the end?

All the Portuguese soldiers were on alert, looking down the mountain, and did not notice it for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin plucked the adjutant's hair and slowly put him down.

He started running with his long legs, holding a God of War M1907 in each hand.

The total number of Portuguese soldiers on the mountain is about eighty, which may seem like a small number, but for dealing with a group of untrained fishermen, it is already a killing blow.
To be continued...