Zhang Wu and the six Ming soldiers were all local soldiers who had just joined the army. They had not yet trained to use firearms, had only a sword on their bodies, and had never participated in the battle.

Seeing that there were about a hundred people coming, all strong men wearing big shorts, Zhang Wu guessed their identities and knew that they were members of the Big Belly Kingdom.

These people once fought with Hongmao Fan, but later surrendered to the Dutch and became accomplices of the Dutch who plundered the property of local people.

The other side had too many people, they had only six soldiers, the people had only three strong men, and the others were old men and women. Zhang Wu knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly shouted to the people:

"Hurry, everyone runs with us. Don't go home. Go directly to the Ming army camp. As long as you run to the barracks, it will be safe..."

The people who were still very happy just now were frightened when they saw the natives holding weapons, and they felt their legs were weak and they couldn't run fast at all.

The elderly man would fall after running a few steps, and his speed was simply not comparable to that of a strong man from a big belly country. He was soon caught up by them.

These people don’t say anything about you, and they will chop people up when they come up.

"I'll stop you for a while. You guys go quickly and you must take them to a safe place..."

Zhang Wu could not leave the people and flee by himself, so he ordered several Ming troops to continue running with the people.

He stopped with his sword in his hand, ready to resist for a while and create opportunities for the people to escape.

Several new recruits in the Ming army had never fought a war. When they saw so many people holding weapons rushing towards them, they felt their calves trembling and dared not stay and pulled the old man up and ran away.

Although Zhang Wu was also very nervous, he bravely stopped these people to cover the people and to escape.

"Stop, you can't do this. The Ming army finally helped us drive away the popular ghosts. You should be happy. You can't repay kindness with grudges, and you can't hurt the people..."

"Kill him."

The short and fat man in the lead looked at Zhang Wu with a cold look. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, a strong man immediately raised his sword and rushed towards Zhang Wu.

At this time, Zhang Wu knew that nothing was useful and he could only fight desperately. He raised his sword and fought with the strong man.

Zhang Wu knew some martial arts and his sword skills were good, but he had too few actual combat. The strong man from the big belly relied on brute force to kill, and he would decide the outcome after a while. The strong man was stabbed into his lower abdomen by Zhang Wu.

"Puff...ah..."

The strong man screamed and fell to the ground.

The short and fat man was furious and shouted:

"You guys cut him to death by random swords, and the others chased after him and killed the people who were running away."

It seems that the short and fat man is the leader of these people. With his order, the strong man from the big-bellied country immediately divided his troops into two groups, and some people went to chase and kill the people, and more than a dozen people were left to kill Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu knew that today was over, and there were only a few people, and the other six little brothers were all rookies. They didn't dare to kill anyone if they stretched their heads for them.

The Ming army camp is not nearby, and it is at least half an hour away. What should I do? If all twenty people are killed, Zhang Wu will not have to live.

Now Zhang Wu began to regret it. He did not regret joining the Ming army. He regretted not practicing the gun for a day. If there was a hand gun, there would be another try today.

"Swish..."

Just when Zhang Wu was anxious, a machete quickly slashed at his back. When he heard a whistle coming from behind, Zhang Wu knew that the group of people had taken action.

In order to kill as much as possible and cause psychological fear to the opponent, Zhang Wu did not turn back or avoid it, but he suddenly stabbed the sword behind him.

This is a way of fighting that both sides suffer. He would rather be cut by himself than kill his opponent. Anyway, no matter how you fight, he will die.

"puff……"

Zhang Wu stabbed into the man's heart with a knife, and the tip of the knife directly penetrated his body, and the man's machete had just scratched Zhang Wu's vest's clothes.

Zhang Wu went all out and tried his best to stab him back, while his opponent only used 60% of his sneak attack, so his speed was certainly faster than his opponent.

The boy stared at Zhang Wu with disbelief on his face.

"Hmph, kill one enough money, kill two and earn one. Today I have killed two, who will come!"

There were more than a dozen opponents. Seeing Zhang Wuyou killing one of them, these people rushed forward and prepared to kill Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu also ignored his weapons. He would slash him desperately with one knife and never dodge. Even if you cut him to death, Zhang Wu would take away a life before his death.

Not to mention, Zhang Wu's fighting style really worked. Although he was stabbed a few times on his body and killed two more people, he became more and more braver when he killed them.

Looking at the crazy Zhang Wu, the indigenous strong men in the Big Bow Country felt fear. As long as you are a human being, no one would want to be hacked to death when your life is not threatened.

Due to their psychological fear, they circled around Zhang Wu and did not dare to go up and kill Zhang Wu, because they all saw several companions being killed by Zhang Wu with their own eyes.

Zhang Wu was scared these people, but the other six Ming army recruits did not have his ruthlessness and sword skills, and were quickly chopped to the ground, and several of the people were killed.

The two elder sisters were so scared that they collapsed on the ground and had no strength to escape. These strong men from big belly gave up chasing and killing the remaining ten people. They focused their attention on the two elder sisters.

Seeing that his compatriots were killed, the Ming army who protected them fell in a pool of blood.

The strong men in the country began to tear their clothes again, and the two elder sisters cried heart-wrenchingly and resisted:

"You beasts, get out of here..."

But it was useless. In the hands of so many strong men, they could only become lambs to be slaughtered.

Soon, my body was gone and I could only watch as I was about to be ruined by my enemies.

"Bang bang..."

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire sounded. The strong man who had just pressed them under him suddenly had his head exploded by bullets, and then a sound of horse hooves came.

When Zhang Wu heard the gunshots, he immediately looked back and saw five war horses galloping towards him. When he saw the arrival of the Ming army, he turned over and fell and fainted.

"Bang bang bang..."

As the war horses ran, the Ming army kept firing rifled rifles in their hands, killing seven or eight strong men from big belly on the spot. These people were shocked and turned around and ran away.

The soldiers who came were all Ming army scouts. They passed by here and happened to see someone killing the Ming army, and immediately urged the horse to come over.

The team leader looked at the fleeing natives and did not chase them. They only had five people, and the opponent had more than sixty people.

"alert"

"yes"

The team leader jumped off his war horse and ordered a warning. The Ming army scout immediately surrounded the people and aimed at the big-bellied natives.

Seeing the two elder sisters lying on the ground, the team leader immediately asked the two soldiers to take off their coats and cover them.

Then he looked at their breath and found that they were just in a coma and didn't care about them for the time being. The team leader quickly walked to Zhang Wu.

At this time, Zhang Wu had become a blood man, with his own blood on his body and the blood spurted out by the enemy, and he was also in a coma.

After checking Zhang Wu's injuries, I found that there were more than a dozen wounds on his body, but they were not fatal and were not in danger of life for the time being.

The remaining seven or eight people knelt on the ground tremblingly. They were all frightened and didn't know how to say anything. The Ming army captain felt distressed.

"They only need five people, hurry up and kill all these bright dogs."
Chapter completed!