Chapter 192: Martial Arts Genius Chen Chuanwu (Thanks to book friends 9430 and Mo Shaobao for the reward!)

Seeing someone being beaten, the other dissatisfied people in the team did not dare to say a word and silently followed Hong Min's order to move forward. However, due to hunger and fatigue, the bandits, who already lacked training and discipline, moved even more disorganized. Most of them walked with their heads down, and few of them observed the situation around them...
Seeing that the team had successfully reached the middle of Sanshipo and was about to leave this place, Hong Min, who was walking in the middle of the team, gradually became relaxed and laughed and cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, I really overestimate those officials!"

Hong Min had just finished speaking, and the younger brothers around him were about to flatter him and agree with him, when they heard a sudden sound of a gunshot from the woods nearby.

"boom!"

As soon as the gunshots rang out, Hong Min hadn't figured out what was happening before he heard earth-shaking shouts of killing coming from all directions of Sanshipo.

Along with the shouts and cries of killing, there was a rain of arrows, the neat sound of muskets, and the roar of tiger squat cannons.

The sudden shouting and screaming immediately frightened Hong Min so much that he almost died and was terrified. However, he had rolled among a pile of dead bodies after all, so his reaction was not slow at all. He knew that he was a sitting duck when riding on a horse, so he quickly jumped off the horse and hid behind the horse's belly to avoid the rain of arrows.

Although the two thousand newly recruited militiamen had only been trained for a few days and had not yet formed the combat effectiveness of an army, Liaoyang was a place of many battles in that era and the people were tough.

In addition, this place is vast and sparsely populated, and there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests. Therefore, many of the recruited militiamen are good at riding, shooting and hunting, and their arrows can be said to be very accurate.

In just the first wave of attack, more than a hundred bandits were killed, and even Hong Min himself, who was hiding behind the horse's belly, was hit by an arrow.

However, Hong Min was wearing an iron armor and had several loyal guards who fought desperately to protect him. The arrow did not hurt his vital parts, but only hit his shoulder.

Although Hong Ming himself was not in any serious trouble, the tall horse under his crotch, which he had bought at a high price, was not as lucky as him. It was hit by seven or eight arrows and was dead. Hong Ming was very upset and heartbroken...
After the rain of arrows, the bandits, who left behind corpses on the ground, were in chaos. Many of them had even become accustomed to it and were ready to flee.

However, at this moment, under the command of Yuan Song, the one hundred elite soldiers brought by Ye Mingsheng from Luoan became the backbone force, leading the two thousand newly recruited militiamen to encircle the remaining bandits from all directions and tightly surrounded the remaining bandits in the small area on Sanshipo.

If the fighting is going well for these bandits, each one is more brutal and terrifying than the other. However, once the situation is unfavorable, they become increasingly panicked and helpless due to their lack of military discipline and training.

Many people were like headless flies, rushing here and there, trying to break out of the encirclement, but all their actions were in vain, and there was only one end waiting for them, and that was death!
Seeing the encirclement getting tighter and tighter, with no hope of escape, Hong Min was indeed a fierce man. He pulled out the arrow from his shoulder with a rage, and waved the ghost-head sword in his hand frantically, roaring loudly:
"Don't panic, brothers, follow me and fight your way out!"

After he finished speaking, Hong Min took the lead and charged towards the weak point of the encirclement. Ye Mingsheng, who was sitting in the back, looked at him and saw that he was still fighting like a trapped beast. A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, as if waiting for something... Under the desperate protection of his trusted subordinates, Hong Min, wielding a ghost-head broadsword, charged into the crowd of militiamen. However, before he could show his personal bravery, silver light appeared in front of him. Before Hong Min could react, the three guards in front of him had brilliant blood flowers blooming in their throats, and all fell down.

The death of three of his men allowed Hong Min to see the young general Chen Chuanwu in a white robe, who was holding a bright silver spear in front of him and had a confident smile on his handsome face!

Although his subconscious mind told Hong Min that he was no match for the young man who killed three of his men in an instant, the number of his men around him was decreasing. Seeing that the pursuers behind him were about to kill him, he had no way to retreat and no time to dawdle...
Facing despair, Hong Min tightly gripped the ghost-head sword in his hand. A surge of courage gathered in his heart. With an angry roar, he picked up the ghost-head sword and chopped it straight towards Chen Chuanwu's throat.

This knife was fast and fierce, condensing Hong Min's more than ten years of kung fu. In the blink of an eye, it reached Chen Chuanwu's eyes.

Hong Min's sword came at him swiftly, but Chen Chuanwu, who was confident in his plan, was not afraid at all. He lightly blocked Hong Min's killing move with his bright silver spear.

Then, while Hong Min's new strength had not yet been generated and his old strength had faded, Chen Chuanwu used his spear to thrust it straight into Hong Min's throat. Hong Min was horrified and tried to protect his vitals with difficulty, but he had no idea that this was just a feint by Chen Chuanwu!
There was a cunning look in Chen Chuanwu's eyes, and he swung his gun and pierced into Hong Min's chest, which was completely unprotected. Hong Min, who was severely injured, felt a sharp pain and his body softened and fell to the ground. However, he was not completely dead at this time.

The ferocious eyes of Hong Min, who was on the verge of death, were filled with disbelief and regret...

He could never have imagined that an ordinary robbery in the mountains would cost him his life.

If he had known this would be the result, even if Xing Dalin had placed all the money in the world in front of him, he would have just stayed in the mountains and never gotten involved in this mess!

With this last thought flashing through his mind, Hong Min, filled with endless attachment and regret, fell into complete darkness...

After just one encounter, the fierce bandit Guitoudao Hong Min, who had been roaming Liaoyang for many years, was killed by the young general Chen Chuanwu!

Seeing such a scene, although he had already guessed such a result, Ye Mingsheng standing in the back couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Chen Yannian really gave him a great genius!

The journey from Luoan was not very peaceful. Chen Chuanwu demonstrated his superb skills many times. Fighting one against dozens of people was simply a basic operation. No matter which gang of bandits he encountered, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, chopping melons and vegetables, and killing them all in an instant, which was amazing.

(End of this chapter)