It was too late to mount the horse. In panic, Song Wen only touched the riding whip and rolled to the side of Li Yan and others. Li Yan glanced at Song Wen... "Are you so confused?"
The four young men protected the horses and drew their daggers. Lin Chong stood at the front holding a silver gun, while Li Yan and Song Wen stood guard in the center of their small battle group.
A few torches were lit, and a few ragged soldiers came in guarding a pot-bellied man. The man's face trembled when he saw Lin Chong's posture, but the horses still made this man look greedy.
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"Ahem, where did you guys come from? How dare you come to offend our mountain?"
Song Wen looked at the low mountain at his feet. He was afraid that it might not be as high as a larger tomb! Is this also called a mountain?
Lin Chong frowned with a cold look on his face, while Li Yan smiled and said, "Are you a bastard? Get out of here and don't make me angry!"
The bandit man suddenly became confused and cursed: "You hell-seeking dog bandits, since you bumped into grandpa today, immediately leave your money and horses, or else grandpa will skin you and cramp..."
Li Yan just said to Lin Chong: "Can you still bear it? There is the smell of blood on these people's knives... They are all murderers who have done harm to others! Why are you grinding like a bitch? You have learned martial arts.
Are you just standing here putting up flower displays?"
The bandit man was stunned for a moment, and guessed that among these people, the young man with the silver gun seemed to be the most skilled in martial arts. However, this young man seemed a little hesitant, as if he did not have the murderous aura that warriors are accustomed to!
Taking a mountain-cutting knife, the bandit man laughed loudly and headed straight for Lin Chong... "Little baby with tender skin and tender flesh, grandpa is here to teach you what killing is! Hahaha..."
The smell of iron mixed with the smell of blood on the blade was nauseating. Song Wen was a little excited, but unfortunately he threw his short knife on the ground next to the felt in a panic.
The broadsword went straight to Lin Chong's shoulder and chopped down. It was obvious that this bandit man really had some martial arts skills. The sword was powerful and murderous... Song Wen's heart suddenly rose, but Li Yan next to him did not show any emotion.
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As the fire flickered, Lin Chong was seen not dodging or retreating. He actually held the gun with one hand and only reached out to hold the front half of the silver gun. He stepped forward as if he was holding a dagger, his arms shaking slightly...
The broadsword fell to the ground with a click, sparks flying and cutting into the gravel ground several inches deep! Song Wen was startled, and subconsciously grabbed the handle of the long knife next to Li Yan...
Li Yan's eyes flashed with approval, and she raised her hand to hold Song Wen's arm... "I'm so panicked! There are only a dozen thieves, Lin Chong can kill them all by himself..."
A dozen minions with rusty swords, guns and wooden clubs over there immediately yelled and cursed... "What are you bragging about?"
"It's just a little kid, our king can chop off his head with one blow!"
"King, kill him!"
The big bandit man was still holding the knife on the ground with both hands, and his shoulders were shaking as if he was still laughing...
A blood hole appeared on the thieves' throat, and streams of blood spurted out... The big bandit threw away the heavy mountain-cutting knife, and tried in vain to cover the wound on his throat with both hands, but he just shook it.
For a moment, he fell to the ground with a thud.
Song Wen's eyes lit up, and a wave of heat seemed to surge from the bottom of his heart. For a moment, he just wanted to pick up the knife and go forward to fight alongside Lin Chong...
Li Yan nodded slightly and pulled the excited Little Turtle to the back. All the thieves and soldiers looked at each other in disbelief. Some of the timid ones were about to pee their pants... The clever ones had already begun to retreat slowly, waiting for the evil spirit opposite.
As soon as you do it, run away...
You don’t need to be able to run faster than this evil god, just run faster than your companions!
Li Yan quietly stood up and stood up slowly. He was an eight-foot-tall strong man, as muscular as a tiger, with a pair of piercing eyes staring at him... With a wave of his hand, Li Erlang and the four men holding knives dispersed silently.
On both sides, everyone looked excited and eager to try!
Li Yan pointed her sword at the horse behind her and said loudly and forcefully: "If you want to escape, try to see who can outrun the four legs of the war horse?"
More than a dozen bandits fell silent, staring at the king who died on the ground when they met... Suddenly, with a clang, a bandit dropped half of his guillotine and knelt on the ground... Then, there was a continuous sound of weapons falling to the ground.
When the sound rang out, seventeen or eight bandits knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy...
Song Wen seemed a little disappointed. These spineless things... were stabbed by Lin Chong, frightened by Li Yan, and then collapsed collectively?
A dozen bandits were tied up tightly by Li Erlang and the others with their tattered belts and ropes, and then they were pushed and pushed to sit around the campfire.
Li Yan and a few teenagers said... "If you catch such bandits in the rivers and lakes, if you don't kill them immediately, you can no longer easily kill people. They will force them to fight for their lives! But after they are caught, they must always be in a dangerous situation."
In the light, our own people have to stay in the dark! Do you understand? Even if they want to take action and turn around from the light to attack us in the dark, their eyes will not adapt! In this way, we can kill them easily..."
Song Wen couldn't help but admire Li Yan and other men of the world. This kind of detailed thinking can sometimes be a valuable experience that determines life and death! Not only when fighting in the world, but also when two armies are confronting each other, this kind of subtle experience may also determine the outcome of a battle.
The life and death of an army!
Another bonfire was lit behind the slope, and two guys who looked like small bosses were brought over to explain in turn...
Song Wen was immediately moved after hearing this. It turned out that these guys were really bandits. There was a stockade more than ten miles southwest of here. The stockade was located in a deep valley and the entrance was narrow and difficult to navigate. The government had always been too lazy to take care of it.
Dozens of households of mountain residents.
Last year, there was a flood in the mountains. Rocks and mud rolled down and half of the mountain residents were drowned. Even the mud huts were washed away! The millet crops in the mountains were also destroyed, and all the remaining mountain residents were raised.
I became a refugee and went to a nearby village to beg for help... but ended up having a conflict with a dozen men who were also refugees on the road!
The two groups became red-eyed at the sight of blood. As a result, seven or eight villagers were beaten to death, and several women were also raped by these people in turn... The guy named You Dajin who was the leader was the most ferocious, so he simply gave up.
After getting rid of the corpse, he took his somewhat foolish companions and turned back to the village, whereupon he immediately became a bandit!
In the past few months, these people had targeted small groups of merchants and pedestrians passing by, killing more than a dozen people and grabbing some food and money. In addition to the seventeen or eight thieves who came down from the mountain to plunder, there were also seventeen thieves plundered in the village.
Eight women and a dozen capable craftsmen...and of course a dozen of You Dajin's men guarding the place.
Song Wen looked curiously at the thief leader You Dajin, who was still lying on the ground in the distance... This guy was actually quite ambitious! There were more than 20 poor men who were poor and useless, and they didn't even have a few decent knives and guns.
Is it true that you want to build a fortress and rebel?
Li Yan asked Li Erlang to bring a few thieves over, and asked them about the details of their several attacks and who were the murderers, and then waved Song Wen and Lin Chong over...
"Then You Dajin really deserves to die. He raped, kidnapped, and plundered, and already has seven or eight lives in his hands! Among the remaining people, there are four of his confidants, and they all have lives in their hands... These people can be handed over to the Baihe County Yamen
, but don’t think about rewards for meritorious service, maybe those rural soldiers and county magistrates will try to take advantage of us!"
"Kill the good and take credit?"
Li Yan curled her lips: "Maybe they will be more restrained next to Bianliang?"
Song Wen looked at the bandits who were sitting tremblingly next to the fire, and said in a low voice: "Kill the ones with blood debts in their hands, break one arm of the rest and disperse them directly... Let's first disperse the refugees and craftsmen in the village.
I was hired by Zhuangzi to help with the work. If that village is really easy to defend but difficult to attack..."
Li Yan glanced at Song Wen: "There are hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops around Bianliang. Is there anything within a few hundred miles that is easy to defend and difficult to attack? You don't think about occupying the mountain and becoming the king, do you? No one with any brains will choose it.
In these places around Bianliang...do you think all the officials in the imperial court are blind?"
Old Song Wen blushed... "How could that be? I just think it would be a good idea to use this place as a hiding place for future business. Since the abandoned village is so secretive, it would be a pity to leave it to the refugees."
Li Yan nodded: "That's almost the same, but the road into the mountain needs to be built to be more concealed... Lin Chong, how about we abandon the horses and go for a walk tonight? We raid the village at night and kill the thieves who are working for us.
Save some innocent people and return them to our Zhuangzi... Do you dare?"
Lin Chong, who was committing murder for the first time, seemed a little numb. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Li Yan, but there was an inexplicable murderous aura flowing in his eyes... "These thieves who have done a lot of harm should be killed!"