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The market opened its doors as usual, and businessmen from the mainland were sitting behind the stalls with smiles on their faces, ready to warmly receive the merchants from Hengshan.

What is different from previous times is that today's Shentang Fort has a more chilling atmosphere, because in front of the main fort, hundreds of captured soldiers of the Weiming tribe are kneeling on the ground in rows. Today, the soldiers of the Weiming tribe are

The day to pay the ransom.

Only the unlucky guy Wei Ming Heda is still tied to the top of the fort, with his head hanging down and disheveled. He doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. In the past few days, countless small tribes who have come to Shentang Fort to trade have all

I saw with my own eyes that this once famous figure in Hengshan was now tied there like a dead dog by the Song people.

"Chief, the Song people are very vicious. They imprisoned all our clansmen together. They used tree poles as thick as bowls to dig out holes in the middle, and then locked the clansmen's feet inside.

A tree can lock up more than ten people. Chief, if there is a fight, they will not be able to escape at all, and they will only die." A young scout reported to Wei Mingyu angrily that he had just returned from the investigation.

information.

Wei Mingyu's face turned pale and he turned to look at Li Du beside him.

Li Du didn't take it seriously.

"Is everything normal over there at the market?"

"It's normal. The stalls of the Song people are all open. The few caravans we entered earlier have entered the venue smoothly, and we even saw that Luo, talking and laughing with the traders from the Song Dynasty!"

Li Du coughed lightly and said: "The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Now, we can't care about these people. It's their luck to live, and it's their fate to die. Wei Ming Yu Clan Chief, let's set off.

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"No one from the Renduo tribe or the Tuoba tribe came," Wei Mingyu said.

"I don't care. As long as the number of other tribes is large enough. With the general trend, can Ren Duozhong and Tuoba really be allowed to show their power? They can be considered famous in Hengshan, but in Bianliang, they are nothing! In Bianliang, they are nothing.

Liang, they only have one unified name, Hengshan Zhufan. No matter whether they take action or not, as long as we succeed, they will have to bear the blame in the end, or they will have to bear it."

Wei Mingyu was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand and raised the whip, and landed it heavily on the horse's butt.

The horse neighed lightly and moved forward slowly.

The convoy began to advance towards the Shentang Fort.

Nearly three hundred horsemen escorted more than ten carriages. On these more than ten carriages, there was the ransom for this time. In addition to copper coins, there were also some gold, silver, jewelry and the like.

Behind these people, there were hundreds of people, silently watching their departure. This was the second wave of attacks prepared by Li Du.

Just when the motorcade appeared in everyone's sight, Luo Gang said a few words to almost every businessman in the forum, and then turned around and walked back to the exclusive venue with a smile on his face.

In one of his houses.

"My heart almost jumped out of my chest." Luo Gang looked back at Han Zuo who was following him, "Tell me, what if someone gave me a knife just now?"

"I can run with you!" Han Zuo smiled.

Luo Gang glanced at him and was too lazy to talk to him. He walked straight to the back door and said, "A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. My mission is completed. Now I am going to hide in the castle. I leave it to you here."

"

"Don't worry, Sanlang. Just go back. I'll leave the matters here to me." Han Yan chuckled and began to wear armor and armor with the help of his two companions, while Luo Gang slipped through the back door.

Ran without a trace.

Han Yan, who was dressed, was holding a large shield in one hand and a hammer in the other. He was sitting on a chair with a big horse and a golden sword. On both sides of the room, there were six heroes sitting on each side. These people were all recruited by Xiao Cheng.

Join the team.

The Shentang Fort, which is being expanded, is extremely messy. The two original wooden doors were in a state of decay and had been dismantled and thrown aside long ago. However, the new door has not been repaired yet, and the entire door opening is clearly open.

The convoy slowly stopped more than a hundred steps away from the kneeling prisoners. Behind these prisoners, there were already rows of Song soldiers with large shields, spears, and divine arm bows.

A typical infantry formation, the commander is none other than Ma Chao.

Wei Mingyu galloped forward dozens of steps on his horse, glanced at Wei Ming Heda on the top of the fort, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Cheng, I'm here, and I brought the ransom you asked for."

With a long laugh, Xiao Cheng calmly stood on the top of the castle, looking down at Wei Mingyu in the distance.

Wei Mingyu waved his hand, and immediately some soldiers dragged boxes of copper coins, gold and silver to the center of the field, and dumped them onto the ground with a crash.

The yellow copper coins, the gray silver nuggets, and the breathing sounds of people above and below the fort suddenly became noticeably heavier.

"Xiao Cheng, I'll give you money, and you let him go." Wei Mingyu looked at Xiao Cheng on the top of the fort and said angrily: "Come down and make a deal with me. From now on, my Wei Ming Department and you will owe nothing to each other.

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Xiao Cheng laughed: "Wei Mingyu Patriarch, you probably want me to come down and stab me to death with one knife? I'm just wondering, at this time, why haven't you started yet? Could it be that you are waiting?

I'm going to hold a banquet for you until you're almost drunk and then you're going to draw a knife and kill someone?"

Wei Mingyu's expression suddenly changed.

As soon as Xiao Cheng raised his hand, countless faces suddenly appeared on the top of the fort, and hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Today is a personal grudge between the Guangrui Army and the Weiming tribe. Other unrelated tribes must not participate, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

The roars of hundreds of people could be heard for miles. The expressions of the dozens of Hengshan tribesmen who were planning to participate in today's market transaction suddenly changed. Those who had not yet entered the market turned around and left. Those who were inside the market did not even have the goods.

He didn't want anything anymore, picked up his belongings, and ran outside.

The person responsible for launching the attack in the field was a general of the Difficult Army next to Li Du, named Zheng Minghua. At this moment, when he heard the uniform roar outside, he knew that the matter had been exposed, and without any further hesitation, he directly drew out a weapon.

Pu Dao roared and rushed towards the nearest Song Shang.

Following his actions, nearly 200 soldiers from the Disaster Army, who were disguised as traders from various ministries, drew their swords and followed Zheng Hua to kill him.

In the market, the Song merchants showed no signs of panic. They bent down and took out a crossbow from under the stall.

"God's Arm Bow!" Zheng Hua screamed, made a leap, and hid behind a pile of goods.

The sound of the god's arm bows being fired was endless in the field.

The soldiers of the Dingnan Army who launched the attack never imagined that they were the birds that were waiting for them.

Caught off guard, they suffered heavy casualties.

They were pretending to be people from various tribes to trade, so how could they be wearing armor? Under the fire from the divine arm bow, they had no power to resist, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of them fell.

Han Yan stood up from the chair, opened the door, strode out, looked at the enemy opposite, and laughed: "Grandpa Han is here, who is here to die?"

While roaring, he trotted forward, and the twelve-pound hammer danced with a whirring sound.

There was a dull thud, which was when his hammer smashed the person's head.

There was a thud, and it was his big shield that flattened the person's head.

Han Yan moved forward step by step, killing one person at a time.

Ma Chao's eyes twitched when he saw it.

The twelve people led by Han Yan were like twelve demons, running rampant and causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere in their path.

Under the Shentang Fort, Wei Mingyu heard the shouting of killing from all over the place. Then he looked at Xiao Cheng who was resting on the top of the fort. He knew that the matter had been exposed and the other party was well prepared.

No wonder the Renduo and Tuoba tribes didn't come today at all. They must have received notice from them, but these two tribes, fortunately they are all from the Dangxiang tribe, pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't even give a message.

Wei Mingyu wanted to quit.

But Li Du did not allow him to retreat.

Before Wei Mingyu could think anything, Li Du, who was behind him, had already mobilized more than 300 soldiers and horses under his command without hesitation, and rushed over with the sound of hooves rumbling.

"Today's matter, if you advance, never retreat. If you retreat, your clan will be exterminated. The time has come for Wei Mingyu to fight to the death!" Li Du stopped next to Wei Mingyu and shouted loudly.

"What happened today, even if you want to leave, you can't leave!" Xiao Cheng laughed loudly on the top of the castle.

Amidst the sound of drums, a divine arm bow poked out from the top of the castle.

On the left and right sides of the fort that was being expanded, two half-man-high brick walls were suddenly knocked down. Behind the brick walls, two armies appeared on each side.

One branch was led by Xin Jian.

The other branch was led by He Zheng.

"Kill the enemy!" Xin Jian pointed his spear forward and rushed out first with a roar.

On the top of the fort, Wei Wu drew his long bow, narrowed his eyes, and shouted: "All archers, look at my signal arrows. You can shoot wherever I shoot!"

With a clanking sound, an arrow came out of its string, and a Weiming cavalryman who rushed forward dismounted his horse. Then, there was a loud sound of bowstrings, and hundreds of divine arm bows completely covered the area.

There was another clang, the arrows changed direction, another enemy fell off his horse, and then, this area was covered by the arrows again.

Xin Jian entered from the waist and ribs.

His horse was fast and he rushed forward single-handedly, and bumped into the important person this time, Li Du.

Swords and guns collided, sparks flew, the two horses crossed each other, the mace suddenly appeared, there was a muffled bang, Li Du screamed, and he was hit hard on the back of the heart. The armor was immediately dented, and he lay on the horse's back.

On top of it, blood spurted out.

Xin Jian didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore. With a touch of his hand, the mace disappeared from his hand. He held the gun in both hands and charged into the enemy while shouting.

The gate of the market collapsed, and dozens of people retreated from it in panic. Behind them, Han Zou waved his hammer and chased out like a god.
Chapter completed!