Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1127 A Horrific Murder Scene

Thirty pirate riders had already brought their horses over, each raising their swords.

Since the enemy ignored their orders, they had no choice but to hack them to death.

When Qiao Jushan was five steps away from the leading pirate, he raised his iron rod and leaped into the air.

This action startled the pirates. How could someone of such a huge size jump so high off the ground? They were truly seeing a ghost.

Qiao Jushan was very fast; when he swung the iron rod, it created a whistling sound.

Seeing that the iron rod was fast, the pirate had no time to dodge and could only hold the straight sword with both hands and try to withstand the blow.

With a loud bang, the iron rod struck the pirate's straight sword. With a neigh from the warhorse, the pirate rider and his horse were both smashed to the ground by Qiao Jushan's iron rod.

The pirate on horseback was smashed to pieces on the spot, and his warhorse was also smashed in the back and lay on the ground.

Such power terrified all the pirates; the force was simply too great!

Despite their fear, they still shouted, and the pirates around them charged forward.

Qiao Jushan chuckled, swung the iron rod in a wide arc, sweeping and smashing with lightning speed.

The pirate cavalry staggered and rolled on the ground, men and horses alike.

Faced with Qiao Jushan's speed, the once agile pirates, riding on their warhorses, lost their former advantage.

Qiao Jushan's iron rod seemed to have no specific target; it just kept smashing into the crowd, and for a time, nothing could stop it.

In the air, there was only a whooshing sound followed by a series of crackling sounds, a mixture of screams and the mournful neighing of warhorses, and limbs and severed bodies flying everywhere.

When less than ten riders remained, the fierce pirates could no longer withstand such power, became fearful, and turned their horses to flee.

However, it was a bit late.

Qiao Jushan moved swiftly, chasing after the pirates in the arena. Often, he could take down a pirate rider with just a leap and a casual strike of his staff.

Four or five pirate riders dispersed, spurred their horses, and galloped out into the fields.

Qiao Jushan caught up with one of them, smashed him to the ground with a stick, then turned and chased after another pirate.

Despite his speed, the four or five riders were scattered, and the warhorses were frightened and fled.

This made it impossible for Qiao Jushan to catch up.

Pei Qiyin frowned and waved her hand: "Don't let them escape."

Ye Liangcai immediately raised his gun and aimed, and the next instant, a crisp gunshot rang out.

The pirate cavalry, who were fleeing in a frenzy, suddenly lost their balance and fell off their horses.

Ye Liangcai skillfully ejected the spent cartridge, loaded a new round, and then fired the gun, almost in one smooth motion.

Another rider was knocked off his horse.

He unloaded and reloaded the bullet, raised his gun, and fired. The interval between the two shots was only the blink of an eye.

The entire battle lasted only a dozen breaths, and not a single one of the thirty pirate riders escaped.

Ye Liangcai hit three riders, and Qiao Jushan smashed twenty-seven to death.

The devastation was heartbreaking to behold.

Pei Qiyin had no time to sigh. She waved and led the two of them, quickly running towards Luocheng.

Besides the warhorses that had run far away and could not be caught, the pirates who were knocked down by Qiao Jushan also had their warhorses basically ruined.

It's completely unusable.

No more than a quarter of an hour after they fled, pirate cavalry galloped in, following the sound to the spot.

Thirty warhorses approached, and the leader of the pirates gasped at the sight.

What happened?

They cautiously searched the area for a while, and only after finding nothing amiss did they dismount to investigate.

None of the pirates' corpses at the scene were intact; almost all of them were deformed. Even the warhorses lay limply on the ground, their bones broken and tendons snapped.

The pirates exchanged bewildered glances, each seeing terror in the other's eyes.

This was the most brutal battle they had witnessed since landing ashore; they wondered what kind of wild beasts had ravaged them to such a state.

Three fallen cavalrymen were spotted in the distance, all struck in the back of the head by some kind of hidden weapon, their white brain matter spilling out, their deaths were gruesome.

The pirate army was not good at cavalry warfare. In order to deal with the cavalry of the Taisho Imperial Guard, these cavalrymen were all selected from the army and trained quickly. Their numbers were small and each one was very precious.

At this moment, the loss of thirty riders in one fell swoop, and even their precious warhorses were crippled, which made them very distressed.

The leader snapped out of his shock, waved his hand, and ordered his men to follow the tracks on the ground and mount their horses to give chase.

No matter how terrifying the other party is, since they are enemies, we cannot let them leave alive.

Pei Qiyin and her two companions evaded several more waves of pirates and gradually approached Luocheng.

It was getting late, and they knew that with so many pirates outside the city, the city's defenses would not easily open the gates to let people in.

The only way to get into the city was to climb over the city walls and sneak in.

Nighttime is the best time to enter the city.

Therefore, Pei Qiyin decided not to rest any longer and rushed to Luocheng overnight.

When they arrived at the city gates at 11:15 PM, the three of them were dumbfounded.

Above the city walls, torches were almost strung together, with a soldier every twenty or thirty steps holding a torch and scanning the area below.

Pei Qiyin judged that due to the increase in the number of pirate troops, the Taisho side had also successively increased the city's defense measures and the number of soldiers had also increased significantly.

It seems we can't get into Los Angeles; we'll have to find another way.

The three retreated three miles away, and Pei Qiyin took out a map and began to check the next route.

Since following Lin Feng, she has learned to read maps, to plan things out before acting, to have plans and measures in place, and to remain calm in the face of adversity.

Pei Qiyin's fingers moved slowly along the lines on the simplified map.

"In that case, we won't go into Luocheng. If the Prince is really in Luocheng and sees that the Great Zheng is about to go to war with the pirates, he will probably leave in time."

Ye Liangcai's eyes followed Pei Qiyin's finger.

"so what?"

"So, let's bypass Luo City and go directly to Luoxi Prefecture. There must be many powerful and influential people who fled from Luo City there, and they will know a lot of things."

Qiao Jushan had no say in these matters because he found using his brain too tiring, much more tiring than wielding an iron rod.

Ye Liangcai was able to become Lin Feng's personal bodyguard, so he must be quite intelligent.

"Hmm, perhaps they have some trace of the prince."

"That's right. We're too close to the city. It's best to leave tonight."

The three of them had made their plans, packed their things, and began to move north along the outskirts of Los Angeles.

They were about ten miles from Luocheng when they heard the sound of rushing water in the darkness, and they knew that it was the Yantong River in the north of Luocheng.

Following the curve of the river westward, one can bypass Luocheng and head directly to the western city of Luoxi.

This clear location reassured the three of them, preventing them from getting lost in the darkness.

As the three of them trudged along, they suddenly spotted a fire ahead – a campfire someone had lit in the wilderness.

As they drew closer, they heard voices.

The three of them crouched down and continued forward. Finally, they could hear clearly that it was a group of pirates, gathered together, chatting and laughing, completely oblivious to the fact that they were a dozen miles north of Luocheng.

By the light of the campfire, Pei Qiyin counted them; there were thirty pirates again.

It seems that they are organized similarly to the Zhenxi Army, with thirty men forming a squad and able to go out on their own.

Ye Liangcai leaned closer to Pei Qiyin and asked softly.

"How did they get here? This is practically the heart of the Taisho era. Aren't they afraid of being discovered by the Imperial Guards?"