The distance of fifty meters was exactly the effective range of the box cannon. Li Qinglin threw the hollow gun in his hand to Xiao Liuzi and shouted: "Pull up!" Then he snatched a box cannon from Li Wancai's hand, pulled the gun and fired it. On the side of his right wrist, the pistol was flat, and Li Qinglin pulled the trigger, "Ba, bha, bha..."

Li Wancai's box cannon was a "big-eyed box" with ten fixed magazines. Although Li Qinglin did not aim, the ten bullets swept over one fan on the plane and killed two more bandits.

Li Qinglin threw the empty gun to Li Wancai and shouted again: "Get on the bullet!" Then he snatched another box cannon, swept over another fan, and killed two bandits again.

The bandits had few guns and many people. They launched an attack with courage. But even the courageous people would be afraid of death, not to mention these mobs who just wanted to make money. Li Qinglin's gunshots fell, and the bandits rushed out of the dry ditch were shocked. Some stopped moving forward, and some began to turn around and run back.

Others began to run for their lives and rushed forward, which was to die. None of the bandits were fools, and no one wanted to die. So the bandits rushed over and fled back to Gangou.

Li Wancai and Xiao Liuzi's confidence increased greatly at this time. They were very quick to put bullets on the ground and were no longer in a state of chaos.

Li Qinglin was happy to be a full-time shooter. After finishing the two box cannons again, the bandits here fell down a few more. All the bandits who escaped hid in the dry ditch, leaving only a few guns lying on the edge of the ditch and firing against the gunmen in the convoy.

Gangou was about 300 meters away from the convoy, and the range of the box cannon could not reach it. Li Qinglin shot the opponent with the 38th cover.

The bandits will not rush over on a large scale for the time being. The distance of about 300 meters is just right without adjusting the 38-gun scale. Li Qinglin leaned on the large frame and shot at the opponent one by one.

The three-eight major covers are really well-known, with low recoil and high shooting accuracy. The bandits have no military knowledge, so they lie on the edge of the ditch and shoot motionlessly, and they just acted as a living target for Li Qinglin.

After Li Qinglin shot several bullets from the bridge, even seven or eight bandits who were lying on the edge of the ditch were killed. If this continues, no one will survive, and the remaining bandits could no longer bear it. They shouted, crawled out of the ditch together, and fled quickly to the distance.

This is a good target for activities. Li Qinglin put up a watch ruler, quickly pulled the bolt to pull the shell, pushed the bolt to load it, pulled the trigger, "eight hooks", "eight hooks", "eight hooks" and "eight hooks"..., and several more bandits fell down.

The bandits rushing down from the mountain were also turning back and running away when they saw that the situation was not good. The gunmen in the convoy were shooting more and more happily.

Slowly, the gunshots became increasingly rare, as the bandits ran farther and farther away, and they ran out of the Hanyang-made and water-screwed range in the convoy. The others stopped and stopped fighting. The 38th-Big Cover range was relatively long, so Li Qinglin chased the bandits and was shooting. In the end, there were two 38th-Big Cover gunshots in the entire convoy.

Another 38-large cover was shooting on the mountain. The gunman's marksmanship was very accurate, and the gun was basically not lost. Li Qinglin thought to himself, no wonder the bandits on the mountain did not rush down just now, and it turned out that there was a sharpshooter here showing his power.

There was such a sharpshooter in the convoy, and Li Qinglin gained any knowledge. When he looked closely, he knew this sharpshooter Li Qinglin. He was the Japanese who he had seen in Wan'an County - Xiaolin.

Along the way, big cars continued to join, and there were also big cars stopping or taking another road. Except for long-distance cars like Li Wancai, the other personnel in the entire team were not particularly fixed. Li Qinglin paid attention to it and observed that Xiaolin was riding a rubber wheel car today, and the one who drove him was a black-faced man in his thirties. Li Wancai's car was always in the front half of the team, and Xiaolin's car was in the second half of the team. It seemed that he had just followed the convoy.

There are only two 38 teams in the team that are covered with the "Eight Hooks". Li Qinglin also attracted Xiaolin's attention. In this era of chaos, there are many people who can shoot, but not many of them are fighting so well, so Xiaolin couldn't help but look at Li Qinglin a few more times.

The bandits ran away without a trace, and those who fell to the ground were tied up by the bodyguards in the convoy with ropes. As for their bleeding wounds, no one went to bandage them. Whoever said they were bandits, even if they died of bleeding, they deserved it.

The convoy began to count the number of casualties and the situation of mules and horses. A total of three people were killed, four of them were injured, and four mules and horses were killed and four were injured.

Those who were killed and injured were handlebars or followers. The rich men were most afraid of death. The bandits hid tightly when shooting, and no casualties were killed or killed.

The people who were beaten to death and mules and horses were carried onto a cart, and the injured were bandaging the wounds. Some of the rich men who were hiding behind people just now and shouted "There is a reward for beating the bandits to death" began to scold the people: "You short-lived ghost, you don't know how to hide quickly when the gun comes, which makes me even pay your money!"

Just now, I just asked people to fight to the death in order to save my life, but now I start to scold the people who died for him. The handlebars and bodyguards glared at the rich men, and the atmosphere in the convoy suddenly became tense.

At this time, Li Wancai stood up and spoke: "You bad guys, why didn't the bandits beat you to death just now? They have sacrificed their lives for you. Now they should pay compensation and seek medical treatment. If anyone talks nonsense, everyone will throw him on this road and let the bandits collect his body later."

The coachman and bodyguards were numerous, and everyone shouted with a loud bang: "This is reasonable. If anyone is so naughty, then everyone will leave him and let him leave alone."

In this area where bandits are rampant, whoever leaves the team will be dead. The rich men hide in the carriage and never dare to talk nonsense again.

Li Qinglin carefully checked the bandits who were beaten and injured. All of them had a dark face, were hardworking and were dressed in rags. These people were obviously farmers who farmed. The bandits who were beaten and injured were bandaged. The bandits tied to the car were all there in pain and cried and cried. Li Qinglin couldn't bear it. He said to everyone: "Don't the government have a law. Will anyone who beat the bandits to death or capture the bandits alive be rewarded? Let's take these bandits to the county town and get some rewards to the county government. This would be a way to pay the medical expenses of the injured brothers, right?"

Everyone agreed and carried the dead bodies onto the cart together and bandaged the wounded bandits.

Just now, I heard the bandits' gunshots very densely and the charge was very brave, but even though I couldn't catch up, I only killed a few people in the convoy. Li Qinglin was a little surprised. Li Qinglin joined the crowd to participate in carrying the dead bodies, and then I found that the weapons in these bandits were diverse, including those with knives, sticks, and hoes. Most of the guns used by the bandits were gunpowder guns for hunting. No wonder I heard the "bang, bang" sound just now, and not many people could hurt people.

The roadblocks on the main road have been cleared, and the slightly chaotic convoy has also sorted out the order. The handlebars whip the flowers, "bang", "bang" sounds one after another, mules and horses "da, da" hoof, "dingdang, dingdang" neck bells rang, and the convoy "boom" was on the road again.

You must arrive in Donglin County to stay in the evening, where there are police stations and county security teams. Convoys like this must live around them to be safe. Due to being attacked by bandits on the way, the convoy was delayed a lot of time. The winter days were short and it was dark at around six o'clock. The convoy set off torches, lit lanterns, and the car pulled people to push them, so hurry up.

At around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, a black city wall appeared in front of it, that was the north city wall of Donglin County. Not far from the north city wall, there were large areas of houses, and there were brilliant lights.

From a distance, you can see several tall wooden poles with rows of large lanterns. The various lanterns are written with large characters "Donglin Luojia", "Wanfu Tea House", "Yuntong Inn".... Today, I will have a resting place to stay in the store.
Chapter completed!