Chapter 526: Encountering Tatar bandits on the road and urging them to resist the war
Wang Chengzhu walked side by side on the mountain trail with the soldiers who took leave to visit relatives.
Mountain roads are said to be relative to flat fields. In the vast North China Plain, hills with a relative height of one to two hundred meters are separated from the inhabited villages and towns near rivers and main canals. There are many villages and towns stationed near roads and waterways with convenient transportation.
There were many security teams of the Japanese invaders. Wang Chengzhu personally was not afraid. He took a person under escort and did not want to cause trouble, so he took a detour on a less traveled road on the map.
After seeing too much of the environment of the Qin and Jin Dynasties with high hills and deep ravines, Wang Chengzhu said that there was nothing to see on the road with a relatively wide field of vision. It was different from the scientific development concept of the era before the time travel in which "lucid waters and lush mountains are mountains of gold and silver" where man and nature coexist harmoniously.
, Leaving aside the fact that China in the Liangjian world is in the period of invasion and war, this land has always been in a state of dependence on the weather. In layman's terms, there is a lack of food and fuel. In the lean season, the flowers and trees around the villages and settlements are often difficult to grow.
Looking for traces, it was only when we walked to the hills far away from the villages and towns that we could see a forest as thick as a bowl and one or two people high.
Inwardly sighing at the living conditions of ordinary people in Pingjin, Hebei, Chare, and Wang Chengzhu became dissatisfied with the invaders coming across the sea.
Before he could verbally criticize the Japanese traitor's behavior to the soldiers beside him, three men with machetes walked out from behind a tree ten meters ahead.
"Stop, don't run, take off your food and clothes and throw them over!" A middle-aged man wearing a ragged felt hat spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and threatened with a fierce look on his face.
When they came out to go on a mission, Wang Chengzhu and the soldiers were dressed in coarse civilian clothes, each carrying a small baggage. They looked like farmers visiting relatives. Although they were big and round, their hands were empty, and they looked like they were very capable.
Wang Chengzhu saw that the three people on the other side did not have guns in their hands, so he gave up the idea of quickly drawing his gun and taking out the hand cannon to spray birdshot on the other side's face. He immediately stopped, hugged the soldier behind him on the right and shouted loudly: "Passers, come on.
convenient."
"Stop talking nonsense, bring us some clothes and food." Seeing the two of them standing still, the man in the felt hat decided not to turn around and run away. He took two steps forward with his machete behind his back and said one sentence at a time.
The little warrior grabbed Wang Chengzhu's arm and whispered: "Brother Wang, be careful, this is a Tatar."
"Tatars? Mongols!" Wang Chengzhu was a little confused, but his body instinctively made a defensive posture with his bare hands.
"Be honest." The man in the felt hat spoke loudly, emboldening himself and approaching the two people who were robbed step by step.
Looking at the man in the felt hat who walked into his fighting range, Wang Chengzhu did not hesitate, shook the little soldier's hand away, took two steps at a trot and made a sliding shovel...
"Floating shovel!" Wang Chengzhu recited the name of the skill silently, and slid in front of the man in the felt hat amid the lightning and flint.
With a muffled sound of "ton", the man in the felt hat was shoveled up to a height of more than one meter. The reason why he was shoveled and not knocked down was due to the 129.25% aerodynamic effect of the Level 1 proficient floating shovel.
"Bring it to you!" Wang Chengzhu said softly, and kicked out two Thomas roundhouse kicks with both feet to prevent his opponent from landing. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the man in the felt hat, and pinched the back of the scimitar with his other hand and pulled hard.
, to separate the man with the scimitar from the human machine, who was unable to exert force in the air.
"Spin Kick!" Wang Chengzhu recited the name of the skill silently. When rushing forward or falling to the ground, he can quickly use normal attacks, and stand up while launching the round kick.
In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed. Wang Chengzhu, who looked like a two-legged sheep waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly burst out in anger. He held the man in a felt hat in one hand and the back of the scimitar in the other, and looked at the two robber accomplices five meters away.
, a half-smiling look appeared on his face: "If you have a knife and don't kill the Japanese, why not do something like robbing someone on the road?"