Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

Chapter 250 Hundreds of people in black, Captain Qiming of Daqin!

"Guji..."

In the sticky and disgusting sound, the strong man roared while covering the knife edge of his abdomen, trying to stuff the organs that kept pouring out.

As for the long sword that had a gap in his hand before, he had long since thrown it aside.

At this time, there can still be a fight there.

Survival is the most important thing.

However, his efforts were doomed to be in vain.

The blood of the big stocks poured out without money.

If such an injury is placed in modern times, the chances of surviving are not high.

Not to mention in Daqin.

His death was doomed, but it wasn't coming anytime soon.

Normally, this process will be painful and lengthy.

He will at least stay awake for more than five minutes in this state.

The fear of imminent death, on the contrary, will make his adrenaline secrete in large quantities, thereby shielding the pain and keeping him awake.

Until he bleeds too much, gradually loses consciousness, and finally dies.

Su Yu, who walked in behind a group of Qi Mingwei, slowly came to the strong man.

Seeing the disgusting misery all over the place, there was no expression on his face.

It seems to be commonplace for such scenarios.

"bass"

The long knife in his hand was unsheathed and slashed across the strong man's neck in an instant.

"Click" to retract the knife into the sheath.

Su Yu didn't take a second glance and walked forward again.

Like this kind of mortal person, there is no grievance or hatred, there is no need for them to suffer this kind of pain when they are dying.

If necessary, give them a good time, which can be regarded as kindness in disguise.

In the courtyard at this time, including the strong man Su Yu had just finished, the four people from earlier had already fallen to the ground.

And King Huhai, who took the first shot, plus the other two, had once again fought with a few people who came out of the house.

As for the other Qi Mingwei, they were watching all this with envy.

I wish that it was not them who were fighting on the field at this time, but myself.

After all, this is a good opportunity to show his strength in front of immortals.

However, Su Yu didn't pay that much attention.

He just frowned and kept staring at the hut in front of him.

its not right.

Normally, in this room, there should be at least thirty assassins who made trouble in the field before.

Why after the succession came out again, there was no movement in the room.

Could it be that the rest are not here?

At this time, several people pouring out of the house were confronting the Qiming captains headed by Hu Hai.

There was a fine layer of cold sweat on their heads.

Looking at the long swords that were already full of gaps in their hands, and then looking at the long swords in the hands of the people on the opposite side that were still as bright as new, the mood of the strong men fell to the bottom of the valley.

They are not afraid of death.

On the contrary, if they were able to rush out of the house to fight, they were ready to die.

But it never occurred to me.

They originally thought they would die under the chaos sword, but each of them had only one person to fight.

This should have been a happy thing.

After all, he and others who came to Xianyang this time were considered heroes.

All are outstanding.

Ordinary Qin soldiers, let alone one-on-one.

Even if it is three or five, what can you do?

However, the current battle situation made them a little confused.

Each of these black-clothed men who didn't know where they came from actually possessed a fighting technique that was no weaker than theirs.

Even more ruthless, every move is inseparable.

And looking at the appearance of this group of people, it seems that everyone has such skills.

You know, at least twenty people rushed in at the gate of this courtyard.

The surrounding stone walls were also filled with dozens of people wearing the same clothes.

There are hundreds of people here and there!

Most importantly, the long knives in their hands were surprisingly sharp and tough.

If it was an ordinary bronze sword, under such a strong confrontation, I am afraid that it has already been full of gaps like the sword in their hands.

However, in the hands of these people, there are many knives thinner than their long swords, but it seems to have no effect.

How tough is this?

Could it be that the smelting technique of the Qin people is so clever now?

The more he thought about it, the heavier the hearts of the strong men became.

One of them finally couldn't help but ask again: "Who the hell are you?"

A cold light flashed in Hu Hai's eyes.

"Da Qin, Captain Qi Ming!"

The voice fell, and without giving a few people time to react, Hu also led the people to charge forward again and waved the forged long knife in his hand.

66 "When!""

"Ding ding...

"Pfft"

After the messy battle, several strong men finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

The bronze long sword that fell to the ground was even more tattered.

There was even one that was completely broken in two.

Looking at Captain Qi Ming again, except for the stab wounds on the shoulders and arms of the two, the rest of them were unscathed.

As for the injured two, in addition to being a little dissatisfied with their performance, Bin did not show any painful emotions.

For the tenacity of their will, this little injury is simply not to mention.

Seeing that the courtyard had returned to calm, Su Yu's brows became heavier and heavier.

Hu Hai also walked to Su Yu's side, showing a questioning look.

Just these few?

Su Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't answer, while (Wang's) opened the door of the thatched hut with a knife.

Hu Hai gave everyone behind him a look and motioned to keep up.

However, just as soon as the door was opened, a strange smell mixed with thick sweat, body odor, body odor, foot odor, bad breath, etc. came out.

Even Su Yu almost took two steps back.

These nearly forty old men, in the summer, do not take a bath for seven or eight days, crowded in such a narrow space, the taste can be imagined.

Anyway, Hu Hai, who was behind Su Yu, and the other Qi Mingwei officers were so stunned that they rolled their eyes and roared.

This smell is so powerful.

All of them are determined people who have drank rice glutinous rice in the dry toilet.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Rubbing his nose to ease the discomfort in his nasal cavity, Su Yu walked into the hut first.

He wanted to see where the rest of the crowd went.