The golden mask on the man's face shines brightly, emitting bright light under the moonlit night.
The third boss was stunned.
He was not intimidated by the man's behavior.
He was frightened by the dense muskets behind him.
Not only him, but other pirates also didn't dare to do anything casually.
Everyone was stunned on the spot.
The Dongyi man had a gloomy face and his triangular eyes looked back and forth, secretly annoyed.
"Bagya Road!"
He had just been rescued from the stone house, and there was an enemy ambush behind him.
I'm really unlucky.
He couldn't help complaining loudly.
Bang!
Musket shooting.
Hit the Dongyi people in the crotch.
The Dongyi man was startled, and he sat on the ground and struggled, the chains on his body rattling.
The musket missed him, and the soil on the ground splashed and hit his vitals.
Very uncomfortable.
The Third Master swallowed, looked at the mask and asked, "Friends, which path are you from?"
"How about making it easier?"
The masked man drove his horse forward. He reached out and took off the golden mask, revealing the handsome face behind it.
The man is none other than Zhao Xiaole.
Zhao Xiaole looked at the Third Master with indifferent eyes, "Humph, which way does this king come from? Which way do you think can be more convenient for you?"
"This...this!"
The third master was speechless for a moment.
He couldn't control Zhao Xiaole's attitude and didn't dare to speak rashly.
Zhao Xiaole asked again: "I just heard you say that you want to Ling Chi these two imperial guards. Do you like Ling Chi very much?"
The third master looked ugly and said hesitantly: "You...you misunderstood. Are you joking?"
"Are you joking with me too?"
"No...no!"
"Then what do you mean?"
"It...means...yes, alas! I don't know, you...don't make it difficult for me!"
The third boss was so worried that he almost cried.
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, with countless dark guns pointed at them. Who dared to say no?
He had managed to get to the position of third-in-command by relying on his qualifications and a little bit of luck, but he was never incompetent.
Including Wang Zhi, there are too many people who are dissatisfied with him.
After Zhao Xiaole asked a few questions, he was so frightened that he stammered.
There were pirates who couldn't stand it any longer. The third master looked aggrieved and seemed a bit useless. He shouted,
"The worst case scenario is that if you fight with them, you'll end up dead. Are you afraid that he's a bitch?"
The Third Master felt something in his heart, and there was some truth in what his subordinate said.
After one round of musket fire, they had no time to reload.
While the opponent was reloading the second round of ammunition, wouldn't it be possible to reverse the situation by hijacking the man on horseback?
Why not give it a try?
He usurped the remaining fierceness in his heart.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes shooting fiercely at Zhao Xiaole.
He is going to order everyone, and the worst he can do is fight with the other party.
Bang!
The sound of muskets sounded.
One of the pirates fell down and died.
The Third Master turned around and saw that it was indeed the pirate he had just suggested.
His heart instantly went cold.
The opponent's marksmanship was too accurate.
Obviously not an ordinary character.
He was glad that he hadn't rushed up just now. If he did, he would be the first one to be beaten to death.
The third boss is scared.
The pirates under his command did not dare to say a word.
What big talk are you talking about?
Having said that.
If they try hard, there might be a way out.
If they don't fight, will Zhao Xiaole let them go?
Silence.
Continued silence.
The pirates were at war with each other in their hearts.
The third master's order was stuck in his throat, and he didn't shout it out for a long time.
He also hesitated.
What are the chances of winning?
How many people can survive?
If he doesn't shout, the other pirates won't move.
Everyone is waiting for his order.
Zhao Xiaole didn't say a word either, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
Watching the pirates make their choices with interest.
As the saying goes, it's none of your business to worry about it.
Zhao Xiaole has no pressure to choose.
He is the cat playing with the mouse, watching how the mouse he plays with struggles?
The Dongyi people on the ground sneered.
The energy in his body was getting ready to move again for some reason.
His spirit is back.
As a prisoner, the Dongyi people did not have any consciousness of being a prisoner.
His views are very different from Zhao Xiaole's.
His eyes were filled with contempt.
The Dongyi people don't understand the Chinese dialect very well.
He doesn't need to understand the current situation too well.
He saw the plight of the pirates.
After a while, I saw that the pirates were still refusing to fight each other.
He said with disdain, "Baqiya Road is a coward's job!"
boom--!
The Dongyi people's words made the pirates ashamed.
They lick blood all year round.
No one wants to be called a coward.
"kill--!"
One of the pirates roared and swung his knife to kill Zhao Xiaole.
His roar aroused the fighting spirit of other pirates, and they all roared and charged forward.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as they moved their positions, the muskets were fired in unison.
The pirates fell to the ground one after another.
The musketeers shot too accurately.
They are always targeting key locations.
There will be some deviation when shooting, but it won't be too much.
No problem hitting people.
thump!
thump!
More and more pirates were knocked down.
When the pirate at the back roared and rushed forward.
Everyone in front fell to the ground.
He was stunned and looked around. He was the only pirate who resisted.
Everyone else was shot.
He knew he had no way out, his eyes instantly became bloodshot, he roared again, and slashed at Zhao Xiaole with his knife.
All the muskets have been fired.
They take time to fill.
The pirate was glad he had seized the opportunity.
He killed the man on the horse and exchanged his life with him.
Thinking of this, the pirate's eyes flashed with excitement and madness.
The third boss didn't take action, so he didn't die.
When he saw the scene in front of him, he became excited.
There is a chance!
Tamad.
Hijack the man on the horse and they can get him out.
He instinctively grabbed the long knife on his waist and stepped forward to help the pirate.
Zhao Xiaole suddenly moved.
when the pirates approached him.
The spear in his hand suddenly stabbed away.
puff!
Gently pierced the pirate's chest.
The pirate kept swinging his sword and was still unable to cut it down.
The look in his eyes gradually disappeared.
puff!
Zhao Xiaole pulled out the spear again.
The pirate's body fell to the ground like soft mud.
Zhao Xiaole turned his head again and looked at the Third Master with an indifferent expression.
The third master held up the knife in his hand and froze on the spot.
He didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
The musketeers' ammunition has been reloaded.
The dark guns were all aimed at the third master.
Wait for his next reaction.
The third boss really wanted to cry.
He froze in place and didn't dare to move.
Bang!
It fell to the ground in the hands of the Third Master.
The musketeers in the field were all stunned.
When they are stunned.
There was another thump.
The Third Master knelt down in front of Zhao Xiaole's horse and begged: "Little...little man is willing to surrender, please sir...please spare my life!"