There was no room for Fang Xing to play this way. Whether it was Fang Zheng's personal soldiers or Xin Laoqi and others, these people were almost shot without any signs.

Fang Zheng lifted a leopard hard and smiled: "This arrow is good. Do Dehua want to be shameless?"

"Okay! The nitrate is ready by then, and someone will go back to Beijing and ask them to take it back."

Fang Xing didn't like the skins of these animals very much, but Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai were crazy furs. They stored a lot of fur at home. Occasionally, they asked people to make clothes and then wear them to the banquet to show off.

If you look at it from the perspective of the prescription earlier, it will naturally be unecocious and cruel.

But there are so many animals in this era and so many wilderness areas that have not been discovered. If you want to protect animals, you really want to go and see a ghost.

For example, in the Central Plains, the ancestors gradually opened up this land many years ago, which actually captured the land of animals.

Fang Xing saw that the soldiers accompanying him were carrying their prey, and he thought that after waiting for hundreds of years, these rare treasures would be rare!

This group of people was doing destruction, and the quiet jungle became quieter. The animals fled without a trace, and even the birds dared not sing.

Fang Xing still felt a little floating. From sea to land, it took an adaptation process. He didn't want to adapt because the fleet would be repaired in a few days and he was going back.

Then he was pulled back by someone.

Fang Xing, who was about to get angry, saw Xin Laoqi ahead, and the sound of a knife came from behind.

The sound is sharp.

"They have blow drums, shields!"

In an instant, Fang Zheng's subordinates left their prey and raised their shield to block the four sides, but they were still one step too late.

Fang Xing heard a sound similar to the rapid blowing of a fireboat, and then a sergeant in front touched his throat.

After the shield blocked all directions, the sergeant slowly fell down.

"Feed the medicine! Feed the medicine now!"

Someone knelt on the ground to check the sergeant who was blown, and then said in despair: "It's that kind of poison!"

The jungle is densely packed here, and the natives like to use certain animals and plants to make poison and apply it to weapons before war.

The lethality of blowing arrows was originally reflected in the poison. Listening to the jingle sounds around, Fang Xing was furious and shouted: "Grenade!"

His servants all carried grenades, and they all lit fires when they heard this, and then a few grenades flew into the jungle ahead.

This is a meticulous task. If the technique is not good and the grenade hits the tree trunk and bounces back, it will be a crime.

So Fang woke up and then shook his neck, then there were a few loud noises in the jungle, and smoke rose.

Fang Zheng drew his long sword and said, "Kill the enemy!"

The soldiers rushed in with their shields, and then there were sounds of weapons blocking and screaming from inside.

Xin Laoqi and the others were protecting Fang Xing on the spot. Fang Zheng slowly looked around and his tiger eyes widened.

The sergeant on the ground was no longer able to do it, and his breathing was as fast as a bellows.

This is the conquest!

Fang Xingran looked at all this and his eyebrows gradually frowned.

"Is this always the case?"

Fang Xing asked suddenly.

Fang Zheng stared at the front and said, "Yes, those defeated thieves still don't give up, but no people are willing to follow them, and their people are getting fewer and fewer.... It happened frequently before, but now there are really many fewer."

At this time the battle inside ended, the soldiers dragged the assassin's corpse out, and there was a prisoner and a Ming army...

"Kneel down!"

The Ming army, who was escorting the prisoner, had his eyes red, and he directly chopped the prisoner's thighs with his back.

The captive knelt down in pain, but did not scream, but just looked at Fang Zheng.

This is the identification of the target!

“******”

The captive raised his head and roared. Fang Zheng was here for many years, and there were countless translators under his command. Someone now translated: "He said that there will be countless people to assassinate in the future. They can hide once, but they can't hide ten times."

The captives' roar was shrill, and they were tossed and turned that they were not afraid of death, and Fang Zheng would die sooner or later.

This is an enemy, an enemy with no room for maneuver.

Fang Zheng waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Behead! The heads are everywhere."
Chapter completed!