Chapter 28 This martial arts master is really something!
Chapter 28 This martial arts master is really something!
"I...I curse his mother..."
"Damn it, where did this Luo family army come from? How come I didn't know that such a ruthless person had arrived from beyond the Great Wall?"
Liu Heilong, who was riding away on his horse, was now filled with terror. He turned around to look at the slowly dissipating purple sun and the group of vicious cavalrymen chasing after him. He felt utterly remorseful.
From the very beginning, when he was preparing to avenge his brother, he never thought about all this!
In his view, the Luo family army might be a group of outsiders who came from nowhere, but their strength was definitely not too great. Otherwise, why had he never heard of such a team before?
Moreover, in order to seek revenge, he mobilized nearly 300 bandits. Apart from a few dozen bandits who remained stationed in the stronghold, he mobilized almost his entire army.
With these ruthless bandits, plus that smiling lama who appeared out of nowhere, using his sorcery as an aid, Liu Heilong even felt confident that he could contend with an equal number of government troops, let alone just pacify a village and incidentally pacify an unknown local armed force.
But when those foreign guns appeared, he vaguely sensed something was wrong, and when the purple sun suddenly crashed down on his head, he felt completely unwell.
"Damn it, these Rakshasa bastards are still chasing me!"
Hearing the increasingly dense sound of hooves behind him, Liu Heilong quickly turned around and saw the Cossack cavalry getting closer and closer to him.
Behind him, his other men, who were desperately fleeing, were no match for the Cossack cavalry's horses and were cut down one by one by these foreign devils with their sabers.
Liu Heilong wondered where these foreign devils came from. In his impression, the Cossacks' activity range was usually in the outer Anling and Greater Khingan Mountains. How could they have come all the way to Liaodong?
But now is not the time to think about these things. What he needs to think about most now is how to escape with his life from these ruthless people!
Running away like this is not an option. Their warhorses are no match for the foreigners' warhorses, and if they want to fight those foreigners head-on, many of his brothers have already given their lives to prove the consequences.
It was almost impossible to fight these foreign devils with knives. Those guys were not only tall and strong, but they were also extremely skilled at wielding sabers.
The only saving grace was that these foreign devils didn't seem to be carrying any muskets, so they wouldn't be shot out of nowhere while trying to escape.
If this trend continues, those guys will catch up sooner or later, and even if Liu Heilong is a master of Ming Jin, there is absolutely no way he can fight one-on-one with these 30 fierce cavalrymen!
"Brothers, stop running, fight them!"
"Charge back, draw your swords and fight your way out! I refuse to believe these foreign devils aren't afraid of death!"
"Kill a few of them, then we'll run. Let those Rakshasa devils see that I'm not someone to be trifled with!"
Liu Heilong shouted at his less than ten men behind him.
These men were his last remaining followers; the rest couldn't outrun the Russian cavalry and were all killed after falling behind.
That's why Liu Heilong decided to lead the remaining brothers and fight them!
With him, a master of Ming Jin, as the core, if there is an opportunity to lead the remaining bandits to fight against these cavalry, at least they can inflict some casualties on them, which will make them hesitant to act rashly.
Otherwise, if they keep chasing him like this, he'll only have one way out: death!
The Cossack cavalrymen were in the middle of a chase when they suddenly saw the bandit cavalrymen ahead stop, gather together briefly, and then launch another charge in the opposite direction.
Upon seeing this, the Cossack cavalrymen's eyes lit up instantly, and they all roared:
"Guys, those bandits actually dared to charge in the opposite direction of us! They don't take us seriously at all!"
"Cossacks, attack! Let them see the might of our Luo family army!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Cossack cavalrymen quickly formed a simple formation and charged towards the bandits.
To the Cossack cavalry, the bandits were merely making a last-ditch effort and there was nothing to worry about.
Although they could choose to stall for time, wait for the cavalry behind to catch up, and then wipe them out with a hail of bullets.
But it would be too pathetic for thirty elite Cossack cavalrymen to face less than ten fleeing bandits and even have to rely on stalling to finish the battle. They did not want their first battle under Rock to end so abruptly, and they would have to rely on others to finish the battle.
Thus, the two cavalry forces clashed head-on, accompanied by the flashing of gleaming sabers, the neighing of warhorses, and the screams of riders being struck by swords.
The two cavalry units passed each other. Liu Heilong wiped the blood splattered on his face, glanced at his side, and his face instantly darkened.
Although he hadn't expected his cavalry to actually defeat the enemy in a head-on fight, the current results were just too dismal.
Of the fewer than ten men who had been with him, not a single one remained. Apart from himself, there wasn't a single survivor in the entire cavalry unit.
In the battle just now, they managed to inflict two casualties on the opposing Cossack cavalry, both of whom were killed by him, a master of Ming Jin, at the cost of his life!
Before charging forward, just as the two sides were about to make contact, he raised his hand and threw a knife, killing one person. Then, he desperately swung his knife and killed another person.
But during this process, he was also cut on his ribs, causing blood to gush out and half of his body to stiffen.
The Cossack cavalrymen stared blankly at their two fallen comrades, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Oh, damn it! That bastard even killed two of us!"
"Cossacks, charge! Chop him into mincemeat!"
As the Cossack cavalrymen lined up and charged menacingly toward him, their gleaming sabers pointing straight ahead, a look of despair appeared in Liu Heilong's eyes.
He knew that he really couldn't survive this time. In his current state, let alone fight his way out of the cavalry's encirclement, he would have a hard time killing even one more person!
"Come on, let your grandpa see what you're all capable of!"
"Hahaha, I've lived a carefree life, dominating the borderlands, but I never imagined I'd fall into the hands of a mere Luo family army!"
Amidst a burst of maniacal laughter, Liu Heilong's head was instantly cleaved off by a saber. Immediately afterward, a group of enraged Cossack cavalrymen rushed forward and hacked his entire corpse to pieces before finally stopping.
When the Cossack cavalrymen returned, one of them knelt down on one knee before Rock, somewhat ashamed, and said:
"Please forgive us, Commander, we lost two brothers during the pursuit!"
Hearing this, Rock raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise:
"Oh, what's going on?"
He thought that these Cossack cavalrymen chasing a group of fleeing bandits would wipe them out without taking any damage, but unexpectedly, two people died inexplicably.
However, after listening to the Cossack cavalryman's description and learning that Liu Heilong seemed to be a martial arts master as well, he could only sigh helplessly and say:
"Oh well, there's nothing we can do about it."
"Here's what we'll do. I'll equip you with a pistol later. When you encounter a tough opponent like this, just use the pistol to deal with him and shoot him dead!"
Upon hearing this, the group of Cossack cavalrymen thanked Rock repeatedly, expressing their determination to be more careful in the future.
After they left, Rock looked at the French charioteers beside him and then prepared to temporarily distribute the pistols carried by these charioteers to the Cossack cavalry.
It's infuriating that the Cossack cavalrymen he recruited were all armed strictly according to the troop configurations used in Napoleon's total war, to the point that not a single one of these Cossack cavalrymen had a gun.
Although flintlock muskets don't play a decisive role in cavalry charges, the difference between having a gun and not having one is undeniable, especially when facing martial arts masters in this world.
During the first few days of training troops in the mountain stronghold while waiting for the Black Dragon Mountain bandits to arrive, Luo Ke carefully studied what level Lu Xiong, a master of Ming Jin, could reach.
I have to say, it can be summed up in two words: awesome!
Whether it's strength, speed, or physical attributes, Lu Xiong gives Rock the feeling that he's about to break through the limits of human potential, almost like the theoretical Captain America.
Take the use of weapons, for example. A thick tree branch weighing over 100 kilograms can be swung around with great force by Lu Xiong with one hand.
Other abilities, such as lifting millstones and climbing walls and trees, were also quite superhuman. It was precisely because of this that Rock did not criticize the Cossack cavalry too harshly, because he knew that it was normal for these people to suffer casualties when they rushed up to fight a Ming Jin master.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that these Cossack cavalrymen were able to line up and charge forward, with several knives simultaneously slashing at Liu Heilong from different directions, their losses would have been even more severe.
If it were a one-on-one duel, Liu Heilong could easily cut down ten Cossack cavalrymen in a row.
After the Cossack cavalry left, Rock looked at Lu Xiong, who was riding silently beside him as a bodyguard, and asked in a low voice:
"Old Lu, I've noticed that these martial arts masters are a bit too overpowered, so I have some questions for you."
"If you were asked to figure out the best way to kill a Ming Jin master, what would you do?"
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