Chapter Seven, In the Name of Crimson
Thousands of moths clinging to him and sucking his blood were simultaneously blown to smithereens
Thunderclaps roared through the thick black clouds, bringing with them a terrifying sound
A standard six-member mounted police squad is sufficient to defeat bandits that are several times their number during a frontal assault
Behind the silver-helmeted cavalry, five mounted police officers wearing bronze helmets galloped closely behind on their warhorses
A voice exploded within Joe's soul
The shadow before him grew darker, and his body became increasingly cold. Qiao exerted all his strength to try to retrieve the life-saving pill.
The surge of heat in his chest grew increasingly intense, as fear and anger coexisted, clashing and roaring wildly within him
The direction of the old cannon platform, a deep rumbling sound continuously emanates, the sound of trains passing overhead rolls in, the earth trembles, and bursts of fire shoot up into the sky, while white shockwaves explode in large vacuums amidst the rain.
Qiao was spitting out blood in large mouthfuls, his fingers trembling as he attempted to retrieve a pill from the hidden pouch at his waist
The heavy rain dispersed the white mist, and the streetlights in the alley were quite bright. The mounted police officer saw Joe lying on the ground, covered in blood
More than 200 black rats pounced on him, simultaneously enveloped by crimson flames, and then emitted terrified screams
Qiao opened his mouth, and blood continuously sprayed out from it
Qiao struggled, blood choking his throat. He wanted to tell the four Highland thugs that if they were willing to take him to the church hospital in Tulin Port for treatment in time, he could give them one thousand "ten gold coins", and he could even offer them more.
A flash of blood light appeared at Qiao's heart.
In the name of crimson
Dear cuties, come quickly, come quickly, there is a perfect feast waiting for you here
The five mounted police officers behind simultaneously raised their left hands, each gripping a double-barreled flintlock pistol tightly. A barrage of gunfire erupted, and ten heavy bullets tore through the curtain of rain
The sabers of the silver-helmeted cavalry struck against the broadsword, producing a sharp sound as both sharp long blades simultaneously shattered, creating thumb-sized notches. The silver-helmeted cavalry charged past at full gallop, simultaneously issuing a high-pitched shout: "Eliminate them, tend to the wounded comrades"
He roared hoarsely, vigorously swinging the curved blade in his hand
Qiao heard the piercing and clear sound of bones breaking
Four burly men laughed heartily at the same time, their smiles fierce and menacing. One of the men drew a round-headed battle knife and pretended to strike at Qiao's neck.
Holding the battle knife, the Highland man who wanted to behead Qiao let out a low roar. He slid backward, using his left hand to push up forcefully against the back of the blade.
These mounted police officers are primarily veterans who have been discharged from the military. They have undergone rigorous military training and have engaged in fierce battles with the enemy on the battlefield, each having blood on their hands. They are all valiant and skilled fighters, truly elite police officers. Someone like Billy, a 'brave and formidable soldier,' is not even worthy of helping them with their shoes.
Qiao coughed up blood while weakly smiling
Supreme
In the boundless darkness, a mass of heat the size of a fist in Qiao Wei's heart and mouth grew increasingly intense, spinning with unparalleled madness.
Tall and sturdy, with an elongated face and slightly curly hair, he carries a faint scent of sheep, his skin is dark but his face is sunburned red; this is the typical appearance of a Highlander
Dozens of them, no, now increased to more than 200 black rats over one foot long pounced upon Qiao, attempting to compete with this strange swarm of moths for Qiao's flesh and blood
Suddenly, Qiao, who was lying motionless on the ground, leaped up. A faint glow of blood floated on his skin. With his eyes closed, he struck a punch at the shadow wearing a top hat.
Qiao lay in the rain-soaked ground, tilting his head, helplessly watching this scene of utter devastation
In just a few breaths, a group of police officers, dressed in black uniforms, with robust bodies and plump faces, who could be considered the 'outstanding representatives' of the Tulin Port Police Station, ran along the alley of secret meetings
A dozen or so round, chubby police officers simultaneously let out a strange cry, struggling to turn around, then bowed their heads to vomit. While vomiting, they exerted all their strength, crying out in a bizarre manner as they turned and fled.
In the alley of secret meetings, amidst the stagnant water, the already cold and stiff Qiao suddenly spoke: "In the name of crimson."
The figure wielding two poisoned curved daggers easily repelled the young man with a small mustache, while the bulky and massive creature somehow charged into the rendezvous alley
Crispy. The monster laughed maniacally, "Kacha kacha kacha."
In the darkness, Qiao saw two enormous blood-red eyeballs
A shadow wearing a round-topped hat, draped in a short cloak, and carrying a small bundle on its back appeared beside Joe. It looked down at Joe, and a hoarse laugh filled with immense delight echoed through the rendezvous alley.
The maniacal butcher raised his large curved knife and grinned at the group of police officers who were running out of breath.
Bang!
The mounted police of Tulum Port are one of the two most formidable forces of the Tulum Port Police Department
Thin, slender appendages pierced deeply into Joe's skin, burrowing into his flesh, beginning to devour his blood and consume his life
The massive monster came charging with heavy steps, and it stomped on the belly of the plateau man who was lying on the ground and had not managed to get up in time. The plateau man suddenly convulsed, and a mouthful of blood was spat out.
with a bang
"No one from our side!" the massive monster growled softly, "No one from our side! Rookie, you're as fragile as glass!"
Gazing down with arrogance
Unfortunately, it ultimately fell short and did not hit the mark
The white mist thickens once again, and the faint sound of the short flute is quite subtle, as if sharp steel wires are gently pricking at the heart.
Saved, saved
The mad slaughterer laughed maniacally as he charged forward, his curved blade glinting with a cold light. Two individuals who had fortuitously jumped off their warhorses in advance, avoiding the impact, only saw a flash of cold light before their bodies were cleaved into dozens of pieces by the successive strikes of the curved blade
Lofty and aloof
Just as the pointed iron rod pierced Joe's chest, his punch shattered the eerie shadow.
Qiao stared wide-eyed, his hands tightly gripping the sharp iron rod that had pierced through his chest. His bloodshot eyes fixed intently on the man holding the iron rod.
A mounted police officer, wearing a silver-plated high-top copper helmet, roared in a low voice, while the small cape behind him fluttered wildly in the fierce wind, making a rustling sound. He raised a double-barreled flintlock carbine in his left hand and fired two shots with a loud "bang bang".
The torrential rain fell with a howling sound, striking Qiao's opened eyes painfully, painfully.
He has stopped his heart from beating for three breaths, and suddenly it beats violently once.
Dropping the empty lance, the silver-helmeted cavalryman brandished his sabre and charged towards the four plateau bandits on horseback
The man with the knife swung his right hand heavily backward, and the blow from the silver-helmeted cavalry, aided by the momentum of the warhorse, nearly shattered his arm. His body shook violently, and before he could steady himself, the warhorse had already collided with him.
War, violence, death, and all the fears and killings that arise from them, all sins and evils, all ominous and unspeakable strange existences
Originating from the great existence of all that is primal
Highlander ... ... '' Qiao finally managed to utter this word from his mouth
A sharp whistle sounded from behind, and heavy footsteps echoed down the alley
In the name of imperial law ... ... die! The saber sliced through the air, cleaving hundreds of large raindrops along its path, and struck down towards the man wielding the battle knife.
The shadow wearing a top hat and the frenzied butcher wielding a curved knife both trembled simultaneously, and then thick, viscous blood continuously gushed from their seven orifices
A tumultuous scene unfolded, with the sounds of warhorses neighing and the cries of the mounted police echoing incessantly
Rolling on the ground, the plateau man evaded the bullets of the silver-helmeted cavalry and screamed hoarsely: "Massacre, it's our own people!"
The massive body shattered the curtain of rain, stirring up white mist, as the beast roared in a frenzy, crashing into the warhorse of the silver-helmeted cavalry. With a dull thud, the sturdy warhorse emitted a painful neigh, and both it and the silver-helmeted cavalryman on its back were simultaneously sent flying backward.
Qiao can no longer move
The dull sound of hooves approached rapidly, and on the lamppost of the secluded alley, the gas lamp swayed chaotically in the fierce wind, casting a serene glow. A pitch-black warhorse neighed, shattering the curtain of rain, and charged out from the shadows of the alley into the illuminated area of the streetlamp
The large, fluttering moths flickered with phosphorescence, rapidly descending from the curtain of rain and quickly covering Qiao's body
He did not clearly see Qiao's appearance, but the black police uniform and the outstanding 'sturdy' physique made it evident that only Qiao in the entire Tulong Port police station was this tall and stout
The person who gave this pill to Joe had once solemnly told him that as long as his head was not severed on the spot and his heart was not crushed on the spot, this pill would be sufficient to keep Joe alive
The highland man, holding a sharp iron rod, lowered his head, rolled, and tumbled several times in the rain-soaked ground. Two bullets nearly grazed his scalp, and Qiao even heard the faint sound of the bullets shattering the strands of his hair.
The crimson eyes flickered for a moment, then unleashed a torrent of blood flames, replacing the boundless darkness
Hold the reins of power
Praise the spirit of corruption ... what a delightful harvest, a prey so rich in vitality.
A group of police officers suddenly froze in place, coming to an abrupt halt.
Two blood-red eyes gazed at Qiao, as concepts that ordinary people cannot perceive, cannot touch, have no right to know, and are absolutely isolated surged and roared amidst the sea of blood flames
That is a pill sufficient to save a life
Near the pink mermaid, stray shells continuously fell, causing dozens of grand mansions to collapse and burn amidst the sounds of explosions, turning into ruins
Joe found himself enveloped in complete darkness, his entire body utterly cold
A furious roar echoed through the rain curtain
Blood surged forth as the plateau man was struck backward by the warhorse, his head soaring high into the air. Accompanied by the piercing sound of the curved blade slicing through the air, his body was cleaved into seven or eight segments, with blood gushing from the curved blade staining the walls on both sides of the rendezvous alley a deep red
One head, ten gold coins. The head of the imperial black dog, floating at fifty percent. Amidst the howling winds and the deafening thunder, Qiao heard the muffled murmurs of a man wielding a battle knife
Darkness and coldness descended simultaneously
The mad slaughterer swung his curved blade down towards the six warhorses and four mounted police that had huddled together. The curved blade tore through the air, emitting a sharp hissing sound. Flesh and blood flew in all directions, blood splattered, and dismembered limbs were sent flying several feet away, turning the alley into a scene of carnage.
They lightly fell upon these police officers, and then the bodies of these officers rapidly shriveled. After just a few steps, they transformed into emaciated corpses, heavily crashing to the ground
A multitude of phosphorescent moths descended from the sky
The galloping warhorse charged head-on, and almost all the bones in the upper body of the man with the knife were shattered
With a single strike, the warhorse and the mounted police were sent flying backward for over 30 feet, crashing into the five mounted police officers charging from behind.
Two plateau men standing in place were unable to dodge in time, as the lead bullets pierced their bodies, and blood continuously gushed from their wounds