Chapter 48 The Legend of the Far East Demon (Please Recommend!)

[Recite the URL three times silently. Do you remember it? If not, I will ask again in the next chapter. It is best to share it on Facebook for me]

Carinio looked at the sharp corner of the glass that had pierced his skin in front of him with horror, and tremblingly said to the person behind him: "Sir Qin Hao, what are you doing?"

"Sir Commander, don't play dumb here. You know why I did this." Qin Hao sneered and stabbed the sharp corner half a centimeter further, saying, "Tell me, is the wine you just drank the last glass of your life?"

"If I were you, I would not make such a reckless move." Carinio persuaded Qin Hao behind him, and winked at the soldiers in front of him, asking them to raise their guns.

He knew that Qin Hao would definitely not dare to take action in the current situation. Everyone was smart and didn't want to lose their lives, but the bleeding situation made him feel unusually uncomfortable.

Qin Hao saw the flintlock rifle raised by the Spanish soldier, and tightened his grip, but the sharp corner did not penetrate any further. As Carinho had guessed, the current distance was the maximum he could control. If he penetrated further, it would most likely touch the carotid artery.

Carinho would die by then, and Qin Hao himself would not be able to escape the pursuit of lead bullets.

In this way, the two sides were deadlocked, and everyone was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to turn the tables in one fell swoop.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Standing on the balcony at this time, the faint sound of guns and cannons in the city could be heard, and the disorderly sound disturbed the heartstrings of everyone present.

"Sir Qin Hao, as long as you let me go now, I can guarantee your safety, no matter what the final result is, what do you think?" Carinho spoke first, not because he couldn't hold his breath, but because he was really running out of breath, and the blood on his neck had already dyed his dress red.

If he didn't stop the bleeding, even if he won in the end, he estimated that he would die from excessive blood loss.

"Do you think I will believe you?" Qin Hao laughed at him intentionally or unintentionally, "An incompetent and despicable Spanish soldier."

The word "soldier" was said by Qin Hao particularly deliberately, which made the faces of the soldiers around him slightly red.

Now the initiative is in Qin Hao's hands. He doesn't need to be nervous or anxious. He just needs to wait quietly for the result in the city. He believes in the strength of the cavalry soldiers. If they are prepared and the number of people is roughly equal, there is no possibility of losing.

"This is your last chance, sir, put down the sharp weapon in your hand and surrender to me." Carinio said angrily.

Qin Hao could clearly feel the sound of his teeth rubbing after he clenched his teeth. He seemed to have reached his limit.

As Qin Hao thought, the large amount of blood loss has made Carinio pale, and he can't wait any longer.

"Shoot for me, shoot for me." Carinio ordered the soldiers in front of him like a lion who lost his territory and spouse.

But how dare the soldiers shoot? The commander was hijacked. If he was shot, he would definitely be the one to die. The lead bullet at this time did not have the kinetic energy to penetrate one person and kill another.

"Stupid, take the sword, take the sword." Carinio finally came up with an idea at this critical moment, and said anxiously, "He dare not kill me, dare not kill me."

The soldiers seemed to have found their backbone for a while, and they all put down their flintlocks, drew their swords at their waists, and rushed up.

"Hahaha" Qin Hao laughed and cursed, "What a bunch of idiots."

After saying that, he suddenly inserted the sharp corner of the glass in his hand into Carinio's neck, instantly piercing the aorta, and blood gushed out.

Our commander covered his neck in fear, turned his head and looked at Qin Hao with an incredible face, and murmured weakly, "How dare you?"

Originally, Qin Hao did not intend to kill him, but who told him to be smart and let his soldiers give up flintlocks and use swords instead, which just fell into his trap.

With just these 7 or 8 Spanish soldiers, Qin Hao had absolute confidence that he could kill them with his bare hands.

"Sir." These Spanish soldiers were stunned when they saw that Qin Hao had actually killed Carinho directly.

This is different from what the sir just said!

In the moment when they lost consciousness, Qin Hao had already rushed in front of them. The pupils of the Spanish soldier who was the first to bear the brunt of the blow were infinitely dilated at this moment. When he regained consciousness, he found that his body was flying out quickly.

Then there was an unbearable pain that was heart-wrenching. After a cry of "Ah ah", there was no sound.

The soldiers around saw this scene and were so scared that they immediately retreated backwards. What happened just now happened in the instant. Before they could react, they saw a man being kicked away and then died.

What speed and what power!

"Is he still a human?" One of the soldiers showed a look of fear and asked his companions around him tremblingly.

No one could answer him, and they didn't know.

"Puff".

This time, the Spanish soldier did not fly out directly like the one who died just now, but hung under Qin Hao's fist, but his fate was the same.

He died too!

"Oh, my clothes are dirty." Qin Hao exclaimed. He just used too much force, and the blood from the Spanish soldier's mouth, nose and chest stained the cuffs of his arms.

"What a pity." Qin Hao looked at the remaining soldiers and said teasingly, "I won't do it next time!"

"Devil, devil"

The remaining soldiers had never seen such a situation before. How could there be such a powerful person in the world? The fear in their hearts could no longer be suppressed for a while, and they all walked out of the door, even throwing away their weapons.

But Qin Hao could never let them do what they wanted. He ran in front of them in a few steps, blocked them in front of them, and looked down at them coldly. If nothing unexpected happened, these people would definitely die here today!

"Help, help."

"Sir, we don't dare to do it again, let us go."

"I want to go home!"

These soldiers were already scared by Qin Hao. They either fell to the ground and crawled backwards, or knelt on the ground begging for forgiveness.

Just when Qin Hao was about to send them to see God, a shout stopped his action.

"Sir, let them go." Amorim, who came over, panted.

Looking at Amorim, Qin Hao was a little excited and asked, "How is the situation?"

Amorim wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's all under control, but I'm sorry for a few soldiers."

"It's okay, I know." Qin Hao nodded lightly.

Such a situation will happen sooner or later. After all, the Mounted Blade soldiers are flesh and blood, and death is not impossible for them.

"I leave it to you here." Qin Hao walked past Amorim, patted his shoulder and said, "I can't do anything."

Amorim sighed, he understood.

Walking to the side of Carinho, looking at the commander who had died of blood loss, he closed his wide eyes helplessly, and then let these soldiers with empty eyes clean up the tragic balcony.

These soldiers who Qin Hao let go will return to Manila and Spain in the future. No matter how many years later, they will still remember the scene tonight and have nightmares from time to time.

Since then, the legend of the Far East Demon has spread like wildfire, attracting many holy priests from all over the world to come to the Empire for hundreds of years, hoping to destroy this demon and prove their strength.

Unfortunately, they have never found it. Just when they thought the news was false, someone suddenly released a rumor that this demon was the founder of the Empire

[Do you remember that I asked you to recite it three times at the beginning of the chapter? Share it on Facebook and you may get a surprise]