The sky became dark, but the gunfire in Leshan never stopped for a moment!
Most of the rebels were either killed or captured, while sporadic forces were still carrying out a final and hopeless resistance.
Xiong Kewu and the three soldiers around him were hiding in a wooden house. Listening to the gunshots and screams outside, his heart tightened.
Not long ago, in this wooden house, Xiong Kewu saw with his own eyes the seriously injured Huang Jianming being dragged past his eyes by a dozen Qing soldiers.
Xiong Kewu was heartbroken and tried to rush out several times to fight, but he was held down by the soldiers around him.
There is nothing more painful than watching your comrades being captured by the enemy and being unable to do anything.
It's completely dark now.
"Let's go, Commander-in-Chief."
Under repeated urging from the soldiers, Xiong Kewu left his hiding place.
Dots of torches could be seen everywhere, and the sound of gunfire was already sparse.
"stop!"
Just after walking a few steps, there was a loud shout from behind.
Xiong Kewu and the guards around him stopped, and the sound of collapsing footsteps came from behind.
"Commander-in-Chief, as soon as the gunfire rings out, run away. Don't stop." A guard whispered. Then he held the rifle in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, the soldier suddenly shouted:
"beat!"
The three soldiers turned around at the same time, and the guns in their hands rang out!
Two enemies who came over were knocked down at once. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the guard shouted: "Commander in chief, avenge our brothers, let's go!"
Xiong Kewu ran wildly, and he clearly heard the sound of his guard falling to the ground after being shot...
Xiong Kewu forced himself not to look back, let alone stop. He wanted to live or avenge those brothers who had died!
The pursuers caught up with them, and the words "commander-in-chief" the guard called before he died stimulated their nerves. They knew they had caught up with a big shot!
With more and more pursuers, Xiong Kewu gasped for air and found that he could not run!
He suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the enemy chasing after him, smiled miserably, and pointed the gun at his head!
I can die, but I must not fall into the hands of the Qing soldiers and suffer such inhuman humiliation! If there is anything else I regret, the only thing I regret is that I didn't listen to Wang Hengyue!
"The whole revolutionary party is here!"
At the moment Xiong Kewu was about to pull the trigger, a roar suddenly sounded behind the Qing soldiers.
Then, nine mysterious men with their faces suddenly appeared, with a Mauser military pistol in each hand, and eighteen Mauser pistols fired at the same time. The "cracking" gunshots were like firecrackers. The Qing soldiers who were pressing towards Xiong Kewu even
They all fell down before they had time to react.
The power of eighteen shell guns is amazing!
Bullets rained down on the Qing army, forming a dense firepower. Any target that entered the range would be shot without mercy!
"The whole revolutionary party is here!"
Xiong Kewu is very familiar with this voice, Wang Hengyue! It’s Wang Hengyue here!
Xiong Kewu was also completely shocked by the power of the eighteen Mauser pistols! The Qing army was soon unable to get closer. Those Qing soldiers lying on the ground, as long as they stood up slightly, their bodies would be hit like a honeycomb by bursts of intensive firepower!
Even if the person at the front had his face covered, Xiong Kewu could still recognize that this person was Wang Hengyue!
"Mr. Xiong, follow me!"
Wang Hengyue rushed to Xiong Kewu and whispered.
At this time, large groups of Qing troops were already rushing here, chasing the sound of gunfire, and the shadows of Qing soldiers also appeared on the only escape route.
"Huang Zixuan and Jia Haoyang, suppress the pursuers, and the others will fight with me to clear a bloody path!"
Wang Hengyue's murderous words made Xiong Kewu feel a little scared when he heard them.
The Qing army approached here cautiously. Wang Hengyue took a deep breath:
"beat!"
Eighteen shell guns roared again!
Xiong Kewu swore that he would never forget what he saw tonight!
These nine people and eighteen guns were like killing gods, raining bullets on the enemy. The Qing army rushed forward time and time again, but fell layer by layer under such firepower.
The power of Mauser pistols shines in Leshan!
Even the brothers around Wang Hengyue did not expect that such pistols would become so terrifying and lethal once used together!
Nine people, seven in front and two in back, protected Xiong Kewu in the middle, advancing steadily, relying on the powerful firepower in their hands to carve out a way out bit by bit!
Wang Hengyue was always at the front of the team, the shell gun in his hand kept jumping, and he kept watching his gun harvesting lives one by one.
There is no fear at all. The brothers' infinite confidence in themselves is built up in such battles one after another!
No one would want to have a cowardly boss.
And at this point, Wang Hengyue was undoubtedly very successful! From suppressing bandits to countering rebellion in Tibet, and then to Leshan, Wang Hengyue never flinched even a step. He always fought with his brothers!
"Hold it, hold it!"
These two familiar words seem to have become Wang Hengyue's unique voice on the battlefield!
"Hold it, hold it!"
The brothers also imitated Wang Hengyue's example, shouting and encouraging each other!
Hold it down, hold it down!
Eighteen shell guns that were spitting out tongues of fire crazily, and eighteen jumping souls, suppressed the Qing army to the point where they could not even raise their heads.
The only way out was that these nine fearless brothers were killed by eighteen shell guns!
Wang Hengyue emptied several magazines. When the last bullet in the newly replaced magazine was fired, he suddenly realized that he had actually led his brothers out of the mountain!
Behind them are the corpses of the Qing army. This will be a horrific scene that the Qing army will never forget in their lifetime!
Nine mysterious people with their faces covered, holding lightning bolts in their hands, threw them one after another. They were not people at all, absolutely not, they were nine demons!
The Qing soldiers who were lucky enough to survive told each other this terrible story. The power of rumors was often more terrifying than heavy machine guns. More and more Qing soldiers knew about these nine "demons".
He ducked into an alley, and there were no more pursuers behind him. Wang Hengyue took off his face covering, and Xiong Kewu held his hand: "Brother Shuzhi, you, I..."
He didn't know what he wanted to say. This was the second time Wang Hengyue saved his life.
Wang Hengyue gasped, waved his hand and said: "Mr. Xiong, there is no need to say anything. There are people arresting you everywhere now. Change your clothes quickly. My people are waiting there, and I will take you out of the city!"