The village chief was shocked and was stunned for a moment before realizing what Mr. Jie Yuan was talking about. His heart was pounding, and his ears were rumbling. He felt empty and dizzy, and his legs were soft and his butt sat on the threshold.

"God!" A gust of wind blew, and the village chief trembled all over, his whole body trembled, and he said tremblingly: "Is this true? Don't be dreaming!"

"Listen, the gongs are ringing!" Pei Ziyun glanced at the dark sky, and saw gongs and drums in Woniu Village ringing continuously, shouting: "There are thieves, and there are thieves coming to fight."

"Zhang Erzi was killed!" Someone screamed at the entrance of the village.

The village chief shouted in despair: "It's over, it's over, now it's all over."

The village chief was desperate, but others might not. At this night, the sound of gongs and drums, and the whole Woniu Village woke up. A man heard the sound of gongs and drums, walked to the door and went out with his ears and heard that there was a thief attacking.

At this time, the woman on the bed also woke up and brought a boy over one year old. The child forced him to pick him up and started crying loudly.

The man listened to the outside voice and turned around to take the spear. This was when the government trained the township heroes. The woman saw her man taking the spear and was about to go out. Her face turned pale. The man calmly said: "Wife, I must go, otherwise the thief will come in and you can't escape. You hide in the cellar like last time and wait until the matter is over before coming out."

The woman pinched her fingernails into her palm, and did not stop her, but said, "Come back earlier, the child and I will wait for you to come back."

After saying that, he said to the child: "Tell dad quickly, daddy, come back early."

A child who is only one year old doesn’t understand these things. Now he is crying even harder. The man glanced at the child, didn’t speak anymore, and went out with a spear.

Although the village was panicked, some people were not afraid. In the past, the soldiers sent by the inspectors in the village were training the village heroes and sent a spear to deal with the thieves. You should know that the last time Heifeng Village was so fierce that they were surrounded and suppressed, no thieves dared to come to attack Woniu Village.

With this kind of spirit, the local heroes gathered, especially some young men of seventeen or eighteen years old, rushed out, holding a spear in their hands, and asked when they saw someone: "Where are the thiefs?"

For a moment, seven or eight people ran over in the open space in front of the village chief’s room with spears. They saw that the village chief was at a loss.

"You can't let this old man devour his morale!" Pei Ziyun understood as soon as he saw it. He was angry and hated the village chief who was usually quite majestic and crappy at the critical moment. If he was killed directly in the war, he would not be unfair. After a change of thought, he just shouted loudly: "Village Chief, there are thieves in the village. You are the village chief. Go and report to the household. It's the village hero who is the township man. Come to me quickly to gather. There are all your own people behind him."

"Also, if you let the old and weak hide back, you don't have time to hide. Don't go out, otherwise you will be killed with the thief at that time, but you will suffer."

Under the torch, Pei Ziyun was wearing a juren's clothes and shouted a few times. With the backbone, the panicked people around him gradually calmed down and stared at him. He only heard him shouting again: "The Black Wind Thieves are extremely vicious. They are the thieves captured by the government. Don't want to escape. These thieves came to Woniu Village. If the village was broken, we all had to die. If parents and children die together, we have to follow me to protect our family - Zhang Dashan, where are you?"

"I'm here!" Zhang Dashan rushed up, holding a spear.

"You are the captain of the township coach. Please organize your queues quickly. Don't panic. Follow the training."

"Yes!" Zhang Dashan responded, and several surrounding village heroes obeyed orders in a critical moment.

Seeing these, the village chief's face kept changing. He knew that he had just been cowardly and had suddenly eroded his authority, but Pei Ziyun's words were not wrong and could not escape. He could only face the battle. After being the village chief for decades, he still made a decision. He quickly called people to get up, gathered militias, and arranged for the elderly, weak, women and children to pack up their things and take refuge.

"The men in the village come to gather, and they all have the strength to pick up weapons."

"Bang bang bang - women, children, young and old, hide, hurry up, don't hide, don't go out."

Pei Family Wall

"Ah!" A man in black wanted to jump onto the wall, but his body shook and rolled down. When Zhang Jieyu saw someone climbing onto the wall, he was about to die. When he saw the man falling from the wall and falling to the ground, he was shocked: "What, is there an ambush?"

He turned around and slapped a man in black, knocking him to the ground, even knocking his veil away, and then halfway through the sword, staring at the man in a cold voice: "Zhang Peisheng, this is how you inquire about information for me."

The man in black was so scared that he trembled and said, "Young Master, I did find out clearly. There are only a few township heroes in this village and rarely patrol them."

Zhang Jieyu was furious when he heard this and drew his sword. The sword shone brightly in the moonlight, pointed at the wall, and said angrily: "Since that's the case, why did my people get killed when they go up?"

"You rush up to see and report me clearly, or I will kill you!"

Zhang Peisheng is the son of Zhang Jieyu's family. He has talent. He is very safe to do things. He was already the focus of training. He never thought of attacking and killing him. This happened. He inquired about the wrong information. In a blink of an eye, four brothers died.

You should know that this is not an army, and it is impossible to have heavy casualties and can charge into battle. After a series of gongs and drums in Woniu Village, Zhang Jieyu realized that he had made a mistake in the sudden attack. At least he brought more people to the death. The attack was just an arrow on the string and had to be fired.

At this time, when the thief saw that he did not dare to go up the wall again, the inspector indicated that someone lit the torch with a flint. The light was bright for a moment, and shouted: "How dare you attack the countryside openly? You should know that the police gong has sounded, and it will be too late to regret it if you don't surrender!"

However, one or two torches were seen, there were only eight or nine soldiers on the opposite wall.

When a archer saw Zhang Peisheng protruding his head to reconnaissance, he raised his longbow and pulled out the arrow and shot it. It was like flowing clouds and water. Zhang Peisheng was looking inside, and with a "puff", his face hurt, and an arrow passed by his face and flew over. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and it was covered in blood, and it rolled down for a moment.

Just as he was about to cry, he saw Zhang Jieyu's cold eyes, he swallowed the sound, with joy on his face: "Young master, it's not an ambush, there are not a few people inside, only a few archers."

"It seems like a coincidence. If it was an ambush, there wouldn't be only this one!"

It wasn't an ambush, Zhang Jieyu's face was better, Yang Kun's face turned pale, he was the leader of the gang, so he asked: "Young master, we can't go to the top, we have lost tonight. If we are forced to kill, the loss will be huge."

Zhang Peisheng was anxious and shouted: "Young Master, you can't retreat. Now the tolerance inside has seen us, especially you are not masked, it's okay for ordinary people. If this tolerance is investigated..."

After hearing this, Zhang Jieyu's face suddenly became cold. Pei Ziyun must be prepared for missing this tonight. It was just that he was not masked and was seen by the toll-man.

But at this time, only a few people saw me. I took a masked face, then gritted my teeth, pointed the sword in my hand in front, and shouted: "Split up a group of people to intercept the villagers from behind, and the rest of them will knock the door open for me and attack in."

Seeing Yang Kun hesitating, he sneered: "There are only eight or nine people in the Yang Gang Master. The brothers were killed and injured just now because they were not prepared for bows and arrows at night. Now I know that everyone has some martial arts. Can't we attack and kill?"

This makes sense. If you have dozens of archers, you have to avoid even the best martial arts in the world. But just these are not important. Even if you conquer, you will be afraid that your brothers will suffer heavy casualties.

You know, except for the people from Yinlong Temple and the remnants of the real Black Wind Thieves, half of the remaining two are the elites of his Luo Gang!

If it is damaged, how can I suppress the scene on the Lu River?

Besides, this killing is equivalent to rebellion. The charge is too great, and I have not been seen.

In the firelight, when Zhang Jieyu saw Yang Kun's face gloomy, his heart suddenly sank. Yang Kun is the leader of a gang, so why could he be a martyr in the Taoist sect and cannon fodder?

Seeing that this man's expression was gloomy and sunny, he turned firm again and said, "Young Master, this matter..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jieyu's eyes showed a hint of cruelty, and he touched a small copper seal in his sleeve. With just a move, the copper seal fell into his hand and recited the magic tricks given by his master.

This Master of Dharma has warned you that you should not use it until you are absolutely sure. Now that this thought comes, your eyebrows suddenly hop, and the true energy has not yet obtained the spiritual consciousness, so you can merge with it.

The copper seal was opened, and a little red magic spell came out, which was directly imprinted into my mind.

Zhang Jieyu's body shook and he was delighted: "It turns out that I was given this method!"

Although these words were long, they were actually just a moment. Yang Kun was about to refuse, but suddenly his mind lit up. He stood up and wore a red precious light. The majestic voice sounded: "Yang Kun, don't you obey your order?"

"No!"

Yang Kun was finally the leader of a gang, highlighting this, showing a struggle: "No, I am the leader of a gang of Luo Gang, not your puppet!"

The man wearing a treasure-like light in his mind sneered: "For the sake of your life, your father and son volunteered to protect me and said, "I signed a death contract with me. Do you still want to regret it?"

A bright red light lit up, and Yang Kun groaned, bleeding from his mouth, nose, and ears. He was stunned for a moment before he said in the voice of the wooden board: "Brothers, go and some people come back, and kill the rest with me!"

As he said that, he rushed forward first. When the Luo Gang saw that the leader rushed forward, he immediately followed and started fighting for a while.

"What a pity, what a pity!" Zhang Jieyu was not happy, but only regretful. No one would be willing to become a puppet. With this decisive, Yang Kun would either die in battle or become an idiot. If he survived by luck, he would definitely backfire immediately. Although the Taoist sect has magic, when a warrior led his people to fight to the death, the power of the Taoist sect in the county would be hit hard!

So, no matter whether you win or not, Yang Kun must die!
Chapter completed!