Chapter 15: Capture the thief first and capture the king first

Zhu Shenzhui saw everything clearly from behind and was shocked. Before he could shout out, Wang Jinwu, who was about to chop at the air with his knife, did not panic at all. He did not retract the knife in his hand, but turned around on the spot with the tip of the knife facing forward, and blocked the attack just in time.

With a clang, the two goose-feather knives flashed with fire. Using the force of the collision, Wang Jinwu swung another knife without hesitation, this time aiming directly at Zuoshanhu's neck.

Zuoshanhu calmly lowered his head and moved aside. His right leg, which he had just retracted, suddenly kicked out sideways like lightning, heading straight for Wang Jinwu's wrist holding the knife.

Wang Jinwu was taken aback. He did not expect that this Zuoshanhu had such a skill. However, his hands did not stop moving. The wrist holding the knife turned to the right, and the Yanling knife did not retreat but advanced. Like a magic trick, it slashed towards Zuoshanhu's right ankle at a very small angle, while his feet moved sideways at the same time.

"What a joy! Hahaha! What a joy!"

Zuoshanhu's moves are still fresh and his kung fu is really amazing. His quick leg moves prevented Wang Jinwu from succeeding. Not only that, he carried his sword with him and instantly turned from defense to offense, fighting with Wang Jinwu.

In a flash, the two had already exchanged several moves.

Both of them were good at martial arts, and for a moment, the swords flashed everywhere, and they fought evenly.

Zhu Shencui is the one who knows Wang Jinwu's abilities best. Even though Wang Jinwu always loses to Zhu Shencui in every competition, it does not mean that Wang Jinwu's martial arts are not good. On the contrary, his martial arts are outstanding in the entire Wangjia Village.

Previously, Wang Jinwu was defeated by Zhu Shencui because his body was not fully grown yet and he lacked experience. But now, Wang Jinwu is no longer the same person as before. In terms of strength, he is far superior to Zhu Shencui. In addition, his family inherited sword skills come from the battlefield, and each sword strike is fierce. This is not the kind of martial arts that ordinary people use. Although it has not yet reached full maturity, it is still quite powerful.

Even if Zhu Shenzhui competes with Wang Jinwu now, there is no guarantee that he can beat him. What's more, this kid Wang Jinwu is fighting with real swords and guns for the first time. Instead of being afraid, he becomes more and more energetic as the fight goes on, as if he is not afraid of death. This is not an ordinary competition. A difference of one move can decide life or death.

The Tiger on the opposite side was equally amazing, with outstanding swordsmanship and pretty good leg skills as well.

Although he was slightly inferior to Wang Jinwu in momentum, Zuoshanhu was obviously an expert in using a knife. He was not at all panic in attack and defense, and each move was well-measured. The more Zhu Shenzui watched, the more he frowned. He knew very well that if the fight continued like this, Wang Jinwu would probably fall into a disadvantage in no time.

Although the two are evenly matched now, Wang Jinwu is more offensive than defensive, while Zuo Shanhu is just the opposite. As the saying goes, once you are strong, you will be weaker, and after that, you will be exhausted. If Wang Jinwu cannot defeat the opponent in a short time, when his sharpness gradually fades, it will be time to switch between offense and defense.

This is not a martial arts competition. One negligence will result in blood splattering on the spot. Wang Jinwu is Zhu Shenzhui's cousin, and he must not be allowed to have an accident.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shenzhui stepped forward without saying a word and shouted to stop.

But how could the two people who were fighting stop for a while? And seeing Zhu Shenzhui and others approaching, several brothers of Zuoshanhu nervously took a few steps forward, holding their weapons and posing as if they were ready to fight.

"stop!"

"Stop? Hahaha! It's not too late to stop after I win!"

"Damn it!" Zhu Shenzui couldn't help but curse. Not to mention that he was not sure he could separate the two people fighting on his own, but once Zhu Shenzui went over to this situation, Zuo Shanhu's gang would never sit idly by. If they fought in a group, casualties were inevitable.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shenzui didn't bother to blame Wang Jinwu for acting on his own. He took out his rifle without hesitation and fired a shot.

A loud "bang" startled everyone present, especially Zuoshanhu, who was fighting with Wang Jinwu and reacted at the same time as the gunshot.

Zuoshanhu had just blocked Wang Jinwu's knife, and then without hesitation he dove sideways, rolling on the ground. Just as he was about to turn over and jump up, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and he immediately cried out in his heart, "Oh no!"

This shot shocked everyone, not only the people on Zuoshanhu's side, but also Zhu Shenzhui's side. When everyone came to their senses, the Yanling knife in Wang Jinwu's hand was already firmly placed on Zuoshanhu's neck.

"Firegun?"

Zuoshanhu's gaze fell on Zhu Shenzui, who had also reloaded his musket at this time.

Before setting off, he had already carried a certain amount of bullets and gunpowder with him, so it didn't take much time to reload immediately after firing a shot.

Looking at the musket in Zhu Shenzhui's hand, with the muzzle pointing at him, Zuoshanhu's face showed a miserable expression. He never thought that the other party actually had a musket in his hand, and this musket looked much more sophisticated than the common muskets. "Kill me if you want to. I'm not a hero if I frown!" Looking at Wang Jinwu who had the knife on his neck, Zuoshanhu resigned himself to throwing the knife aside. He was not afraid of martial arts at all, even though Wang Jinwu and him were evenly matched just now, but Zuoshanhu was sure that he would definitely beat Wang Jinwu if they continued to compete.

But facing the musket, Zuoshanhu had no intention of resisting at all. He knew too well how powerful the musket was. Even if you had a body of steel, you would not be able to withstand a single shot. Moreover, the opponent's knife was already on his neck, so he had already completely lost the fight.

"Big brother!"

"You despicable villain! How can you be considered a hero if you use a musket?"

"Let my brother go!"

"Let's all stand together. He only has one musket. What are we afraid of with so many people..."

The people of Zuoshanhu cried out in surprise, and some of the leaders were so angry that they looked like they were going to fight to the death.

"Brothers! Brothers, listen to me!" At this moment, Zuoshanhu suddenly spoke and shouted to his men, "Brothers, I am grateful to you for letting me be the leader. In this case, please listen to me first! As a leader, I am incompetent and cannot lead my brothers to make a living, but I cannot watch my brothers die!"

"In a battle, everyone relies on their own abilities. There is no difference between swords, guns, and muskets. I am careless and defeated today, so I cannot blame others. Since I have been defeated, I should admit it. Otherwise, how can I be called a hero?"

Zuoshanhu looked at Zhu Shenzhui and said with a wry smile, "Boss Wang, I am the one who offended you today. Now that I am defeated, I have nothing to say. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish. But I have one thing to ask for your approval."

Zhu Shenzhui had a vague idea of the answer, and said without changing his expression, "Go ahead."

"Boss Wang, these brothers of mine..." Zuoshanhu pointed at his men and said, "They are just ordinary people, their hands are not stained with blood, and they followed me up the mountain because they had no other choice. My life is not important, but these brothers are innocent. It was my idea and my initiator to offend them today."

"Although my life can be taken, please spare my brothers' lives, Boss Wang. As long as Boss Wang agrees, I swear that I will repay you in my next life by working like a slave..."

"Big brother!"

"Brother, let's fight it out!"

"Yes, big brother. Even if his head fell off, there would only be a scar the size of a bowl. Eighteen years later, he will be a brave man again! Big brother!"

"Shut up!" Zuoshanhu glared and shouted, his anxiety obvious on his face. At the same time, he looked at Zhu Shenzhui with pleading and expectant eyes.

"What a good man!"

Zhu Shenzui had never expected such a situation to happen. This Zuoshanhu actually had such affection for his brothers.

Zhu Shenzhui fired the shot at the sky, not at anyone. After all, the musket in his hand was just a primitive smoothbore rifle, and the accuracy was not important. Even if someone was standing there for him to shoot, he could only barely hit them at this distance.

Furthermore, even if he was holding a pistol from later generations, Zhu Shenzhui was not sure at all. You have to know that the two were fighting just now, and their bodies were extremely fast. Not to mention Zhu Shenzhui, even the sharpshooters of later generations might not have this ability.

In addition, it seemed that Zuoshanhu lost the competition, but in fact, Zhu Shenzhu knew clearly that Wang Jinwu had gained a great advantage.

In terms of martial arts, the two are almost the same, but in terms of battlefield experience, Wang Jinwu is not as good as Zuoshanhu.

Wang Jinwu did not react strongly to Zhu Shenzui's sudden shot because he had known about the existence of this musket and had tried firing it himself. But it was different for Zuo Shanhu. His instantaneous reaction when the gun went off was extremely unexpected. If Zhu Shenzui's guess was correct, Zuo Shanhu was probably from the border army and was extremely familiar with muskets, otherwise he would not have made such a subconscious evasive action.

One is prepared and the other is not, so it is normal to have such a result.

"Sixth brother, this tiger is still a man, otherwise..." Wang Jinwu also understood that his victory was not glorious. Coupled with Zuoshanhu's words, he hesitated for a moment after fighting with the opponent. The knife in his hand loosened subconsciously, and he hesitantly asked Zhu Shenzhui for a favor.

(End of this chapter)

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