At this time, the sky was getting darker and the sunset had already set.

In the darker night, I don’t know how many people came to the other party.

When Qi Baiyi saw this formation, she frowned and pulled the reins. She drove the horse forward, pulled out the long sword from her waist with her right hand, and shouted: "See the order and draw the sword."

More than a dozen guards guarding the carriage rushed out on horseback and pulled out steel knives. These guards were the team of the Huma Gang, and there were more than one swordsmen recruited recently. They were all wearing cowhide armor and leather helmets.

There are also dart ropes, kettles on both sides of the saddle, and saddle bags on both sides. At first glance, it is a Mobei swordsman who can travel long distances and master swordsmanship.

The more than ten guards were not large in number, but their movements were neatly drawn. The people and horses were not at all chaotic, and they had a powerful and intimidating momentum.

The number of bandits included the grooms and servants in the convoy was twice that of here. Seeing this scene, I also felt a sharp momentum. The leader whistled his mouth and let out a long roar, and the other horses had to stop.

"Who are you, which village you live in, which mountain you worship, who is the one who is in charge of? Why should you stop us?"

Qi Baiyi knew that he was talking nonsense, and he heard He Zhongheng's words, but due to the rules of the Tao, he still had to ask the previous question.

"hey-hey."

A bald man sat on a horse and grinned: "It seems that he is also a brother who often walks around the road. Our people are Heiqizhai, Qingjian Mountain, and the four beams and eight pillars are flying over the sky. I am Wan'er's "Sky Mountain Biao" Sha Wuhou. I have no other intentions to come here today, but I just want to ask someone."

"who?"

Qi Baiyi raised half of her eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Needless to say, they want me."

He Zhongheng took a deep breath.

"Sha Wuhou, the Black Flag Village in Qingjian Mountain is also a well-known force. The matter has nothing to do with others. You are just trying to cause trouble for me, and one person does things and one person does it..."

Before he could finish his speech, there was a sound of beating gongs and drums from somewhere. The bald man's eyes twitched. He was surprised to find rustling in the forest ahead, black shadows and fire lights up. I don't know how many people were hiding.

"The troops of the garrison are here, and the thieves in Qingjian Mountain should not be rampant!"

In the mountains and forests, someone shouted, and the sound of "Dongdongdongdong" war drums sounded. At the same time, the sound of the drums were beating, and there was also the whimpering sound of the horns of cows. Along with the night wind blowing and the torch flames burning, the sound of gongs, drums, and horns sounds were also heard from all directions as if they were responding.

A cold sweat broke out between Sha Wu's forehead. He didn't know who was coming, but the number of people was obviously several times higher than the one he brought.

"Mom... it was too late to receive the news, so I brought my cavalry team. Not to mention if I met the soldiers of the garrison, even ordinary militiamen might not be able to resist it!"

Bald Sha Wuhou was also a decisive person. He immediately made a decision, turned his horse's head, and shouted, "The wind is tight! Twist!"

The group of riders under his command did not delay any situation. They all rode their horses and fled out in a blink of an eye.

"Running so fast!"

Qi Baiyi held the sword in her hand, and the expression on her face was a little stunned.

"It turns out that the bandits in the pass are even more cautious than the bandits. They escaped without even seeing the enemy's figure."

His tone was quite shocked, and I don’t know if it was really admiration or just a sarcasm.

"Brother He!"

A figure rushed out from the forest. It was a young man with a green stubble on his lips and a hint of a young man's childishness on his face.

He was wearing coarse cloth clothes and carrying a red tassel gun on his shoulders. His behavior was much more mature than actually, and there was a sense of heroism between his eyebrows.

"I'm here to pick you up, by the way, where is my sister-in-law?"

"It's you, Yingjie."

He Zhongheng turned over and dismounted, and he explained to He Ping on the side: "This is the younger brother of my deceased brother Qin Yinghao, who is from nearby Qinjia Village. Today, I brought my younger brother and sister to pay tribute to my brother, and planned to send her back to the countryside... Who knew that he had implicated the young master halfway."

"No need to say this. We should say that with Brother He's help, that gangster is not good, and my few people may not be able to stop him."

He Ping smiled and looked at the young man named Qin Yingjie. The young man met him in his eyes and bowed with his fists.

Then, there were many figures of torches coming out of the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road. There were about a hundred people, and they looked at the ordinary villagers. Although there were a large number of people, if you looked closely, you would find that these villagers had no weapons in their hands. There were few knives and guns in the crowd, and there were many trumpets holding gongs and drums.

When He Ping saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

"The bandit leader of Hengyun Thirteen Villages was actually scared away by this kind of situation."

"There are many bandits in the local area, and the villagers around Longhe County cannot count on the officials in the county, so they have to form a militia and build a village to protect themselves. If this is not the case, they will inevitably be ravaged by the bandits entrenched in Mingfeng Mountain. This is also a helpless move."

He Zhongheng just smiled bitterly, and he sighed again, saying, "Mr. Mi, I want to send someone to Qinjia Village. It's getting late. There is still a road to enter the city. It's not peaceful this night. I suggest that you and your people should go to Qinjia Village with me for one night, and it's better to enter the county town again tomorrow."

"No."

He Ping waved his hand.

"I can understand Brother He's kindness, but I still have some urgent matters. I must rush to the county town tonight."

He Zhongheng advised him a few more words, but when he saw that He Ping was firm in his attitude, he had to give up.

"Then Brother He, after we arrive in Longhe County, we will find another opportunity to talk about the past."

He Ping sat on the horse, bowed to him, and rode his horse away. The convoy also drove slowly, and the team disappeared on the official road in a blink of an eye.

"This young master Mi seems to be a kind person, but it is probably not easy for a person like him to gain a foothold in Longhe County!"

He Zhongheng sighed again in his heart.

——In this world, why is it so difficult to be a good person?

...

"The opportunity is rare. If I want to gain a foothold in Longhe County, I need to understand the surrounding situation."

The carriage was parked in an open space. In front of the crackling bonfire, He Ping took a dead branch and drew a simple map on the sand.

"The internal situation of Longhe County is extremely complicated, and there are bandits like Hengyun Thirteen Villages outside. If you want to control the county town, only some bandits must be controlled by me..."

He Ping looked lazy, and his lazy tone was full of arrogant and domineering.

"The terrain of Mingfeng Mountain is extremely steep, with more than ten bandits of all sizes hidden in it. Hengyun Ten Mountain Village is said to be Thirteen Villages, not a force, but more than ten different bandits of all sizes. The group of people just now were people from the Black Flag Village of Qingjianfeng."

He pointed with the branches.

"The Qingjian Peak is here. There are naturally cliffs around the main peak, which seem to rise from clouds. There is only one entrance to the mountain village, but it is a bit difficult to break through here? Normally, it takes a large number of people to attack here, so I would not choose a stupid method of attacking."

He Ping turned his head and asked Qi Baiyi: "By the way, what Sha Wuhou, who is the bandit 'Zi Tianbiao', has anyone caught it?"

"Please rest assured, I have sent people and intercepted them in the middle of the way. Now the people should have arrived."

As soon as Qi Baiyi finished speaking, he saw several figures in the forest outside the bonfire. These figures were guards of the He family. A group of people approached with torches. Some of them were holding hunting dogs, and some were carrying arches on their shoulders. They were escorting a group of bandits, and they were kicking and slamming them.

Sha Wuhou, who was still majestic, had become a prisoner under the stairs. He was tied up with a rope, dragging a wounded leg and staggering forward.

Suddenly, he was kicked in the knee and knelt down in front of He Ping.

"You are Sha Wuhou,"

He Ping glanced at him coldly and said with a snorted smile: "Qingjian Mountain Black Flag Village, which chair do you have to sit on?"

"Who are you? Who are you? Who is the hero who is the one who is too powerful?"

Sha Wuhou sneered and said, "Sha was a temporary missed investigation and was plotted against you. If you have the ability, you can untie the rope on me. Sha let go of your hands and feet and fight with you. If you lose, you will be killed or cut off."

"By the masses overpower the few?"

He Ping raised his sleeves and waved his hand casually. An invisible sword aura flew out. A bandit kneeling beside Sha Wuhou shook his body, his head flew out diagonally, and blood from the broken neck sprayed Sha Wuhou's face.

The expression of "Zhu Tianbiao" Sha Wuhou's moment can be said to be quite exciting.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Wurong Sha Wuhou opened his mouth, and He Ping swept out another sword energy obliquely, the gray shadow swept across the air, and another human head flew into the air, and a "winter" sound rolled into the haystack.

"Have you not thought about it yet? My patience is quite limited."

He Ping's fingers were hanging down his sleeves, and a faint smile was still hanging on his thin and handsome face.

"Tell me, which chair do you have?"

His tone was very light, as if it was a negotiable.

(Damn... what kind of magic is this? Why can you cut off a person's head with a wave of your hand?)

However, such questions made Sha Wuhou, who was kneeling on the ground sweat like rain, and his whole body trembled. A strong fear and fear surged into his heart. The other party clearly showed a harmless smile, and in his eyes, he felt that it was no different from a demon.

"Wait, I, I said...the villain-"

At this moment, all the "hardness", "heroic spirit" and "heroic spirit" disappeared at this moment. Sha Wuhou lowered his head and knocked his head to the ground with force.

"The villain ranks fifth in the village. In addition to me, there are four other brothers who are sitting in the top four seats in the village."

"good!"

He Ping smiled, stood up, reached out and patted his shoulder.
Chapter completed!