They were rummaging around for something, but they still didn't arrive at the ambush location planned by Master Lu.
The villagers who had their houses rummaged around had their fists hardened.
Still be patient.
Finally, Master Lu shouted: "Kill!"
The six men were stunned by the men pouring out from all directions. In just a moment, they reacted. Three of them drew their swords, and three of them held their bows, and they fiercely faced them.
Various wooden boards blocked their view. The three people holding the bows saw that the bows and arrows shot by Xun Sheng were stuck on the wooden boards. They cursed something in their mouths. Before they could put away their bows, they were pelted with stones one by one.
come over.
Six Beirong people:......
I have never seen such a gentle battle in Guanzhou.
What greeted them was not knives but stones.
But the rocks hitting them hard were also fatal. They tried their best to avoid them, and the formation of the six people gathered together was disrupted. Those hiding behind the wooden boards never showed their faces, leaving them unable to attack.
The viciousness is aroused.
One of them said something, and they were seen rushing forward fiercely, and suddenly turned around when they got closer. The six people suddenly dispersed and jumped through the gap between the wooden boards.
At this time, we saw the difference among the villagers. Those who had experience in besieging bandits immediately started moving around with boards, hitting them with great force, trying to knock people down.
Inexperienced people saw the fierce-looking Beirong, and their movements paused slightly. After only this brief pause, they were rushed out, using the surrounding houses to hide themselves, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Qi Wu's door panel is horizontal, so he can't see it when it's upright.
The six Beirong soldiers abandoned their bows and played into everyone's hands.
Qi Wu rushed forward, exerting force on his waist and arms. He danced the door panel in an exaggerated way and slapped someone directly in front of him.
This Beirong was so unlucky that he finally broke out of the siege and encountered such a strong man who did not follow common sense.
The facade was hit directly.
Just heard a loud 'bang' sound.
The man fell straight down.
A lake of blood covered his face.
Hu Er neatly picked up the long bow, quiver and knife in his hand, and threw the latter to Wang Dalang.
Wang Dalang weighed it.
Without stopping in his hand for a moment, he threw it out violently and struck one of the Beirongs who was trapped by wooden boards and could not escape.
puff!
The sound of a sharp knife entering the body.
The door panels on both sides cooperated quickly. One pressed hard, and a head popped out from behind the other. He spotted the long bow on the ground and quickly picked it up...
Hu Er, who got the long bow, was like a fish in water.
He jumped onto the newly built earthen wall next to him and looked around with sharp eyes.
Suddenly, he fixed his gaze.
found it!
The bowstring is fully drawn.
An arrow missed and shot.
puff!
A scream was accompanied by the sound of something being knocked down around him.
Hu Er's sharp gaze fell on the people closest to the nearest target.
The men seemed to have been burned, and they hurriedly ran to see if the turtle was dead.
The bowstring was tightened again.
Hu Er took aim at a trapped Beirong who was still fighting, and fired his arrow decisively.
puff!
Another one fell down.
The weapon was quickly picked up, and the person who got the knife subconsciously made a few more cuts.
Then he looked at the bloody knife in his hand, and then at Master Lu and the others who saw nothing but still fighting Beirong with their bare hands, and fell into deep thought.
How can I give the knife to Master Lu?
It's definitely not possible to throw it over. If the throw is not accurate, it will easily hurt Master Lu and the others.
He had no choice but to give the knife to Wang Dalang again.
Wang Dalang was not good at archery, but he was not good at throwing stones, wood, sticks, and knives.
Wang Dalang was not polite either. He had just thrown the knife before he could retrieve it, and there was no one who could take advantage of it.
Take the knife and weigh it first.
Together with his companions, he walked towards Beirong surrounded by Master Nalu and others.
Master Lu was so anxious that unlike what he had promised, they only surrounded two Beirong soldiers, and so many of them ran away!
Don't dare to be distracted at this time. They have nothing but wooden boards in their hands.
Use a wooden board to press him over, take advantage of the chaos to go out and punch Beirong a few times, then pull back, and so on.
The two Beirongs gradually got used to this routine. When they came out again, they were hit hard by wooden boards and slashed hard with the knives in their hands.
Master Lu's cousin was hit in the arm and was bleeding profusely.
Without his support, the board suddenly became less flexible.
Wang Dalang and others rushed over at this time.
They supported the wooden planks to take the place of Master Lu's cousin.
The routine is happening again.
Just when Beirong was about to strike hard again.
While he was raising the knife, he was caught by two people at the same time.
One is Hu Er, who is standing on a high place waiting for the opportunity, and the other is Wang Dalang, who is waiting for this moment.
When an arrow arrives, a knife arrives.
It pierced Na Beirong's body almost at the same time.
The knife held high has no chance of falling.
The man slowly lowered his head and saw the arrows and knives stuck in his body. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but in the end he only made some meaningless breath sounds and fell down.
Wang Dalang drew his sword, and also took out the arrow, and threw it back.
Hu Er had long been used to it. He picked up the bloody arrow at his side and put it into the string with an expressionless expression.
Master Lu saw out of the corner of his eye that his brother was injured.
Also seen was Beirong opposite him.
The redness of the blood makes it even more ferocious.
Master Lu also showed his true fire.
It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest, burning his body to the extreme. When he saw his legs, he raised his legs neatly and kicked Beirong's hand hard.
This kick is said to be Master Lu's peak performance.
Such a tricky angle, such a fast speed.
Never been so accurate again.
At this time, it would be nice if you had a knife in your hand.
Master Lu thought with regret.
The next time he blinked, a knife really appeared in front of him.
Moreover, the handle of the knife was pointed at him, right in front of him, and he could reach it as long as he stretched out his hand.
He took the knife almost without thinking.
The facial muscles twitched due to excitement, making him look slightly ferocious.
With one stab, it hit Beirong right in the heart.
The hand holding the handle of the knife twisted it hard.
Looking at the pained face of the other party, Master Lu felt more relaxed than ever before!
Damn it, finally dead!
Blood splattered on his face.
He didn't even wipe it off, and turned his head with a fierce look, searching for enemies.
The cruelty in his eyes gradually disappeared and began to straighten.
He stood there blankly, his body still ready to attack.
Watching the men in this village pass by without missing a thing, whoever comes next to Beirong's body will stab him neatly.
Those who don't have a knife use the board, and those who don't have the board use their feet... In short, it's a very thorough last-ditch attack.
Master Lu's brothers and nephews were also dumbfounded.
They killed a Beirong, these people... these people...
Killed four!
Moreover, are they doing last-hitting, right? They are too skilled.
Several villagers dragged Beirong, who had died elsewhere, over and arranged them neatly.
"There is another one." Master Lu was worried. "We have to find him."
Village Chief Luo, who didn't know where he was hiding just now, rushed over quickly.
Just now it was an important prop to help him keep from falling, but in an instant it became a club that was swept away by ruthless falling leaves.
"You bastards, you are all eating for free, why is one of you running away?!" He stared, eyebrows raised, looking even more fierce than Beirong just now, and fire seemed to be spitting out from his mouth and nose.
: "Why don't you hurry up and look for him! The old man wants to see his body laid out just right here. If the turtle grandson is not here, do you want to lie here for someone else? Hurry up and go!"
A group of rough men, like children being chased away by adults, were running around in a hurry in the village.
Village Chief Luo looked at the motionless people and was about to say something.
Master Lu hurriedly said: "Village Chief Luo, let's go find someone too."
He ran away with his brothers and nephew.
He couldn't explain it, but he felt that Village Chief Luo was so scary.
The bad old man I played before was so similar that even he almost didn't believe it when he saw it.
In the blink of an eye, he was so angry that he yelled at the young people in the village.
God knows, he was terrified when he saw these men just now.
None of these people need to worry about the frightened master. Look at the pale-faced son and nephew who are following him. These are the ones who need care.
These three little ones had seen blood, and they were all so frightened. Fortunately, they did not embarrass him and dared to rush up and fight Beirong...
Wait, this is true for these three people in his family who have seen blood.
Why do the people in Xiaoan Village behave so...
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
The neatness of their last-ditch attacks kept flashing through my mind.
"Hey, you!" Master Lu's whole body stiffened and he paused on the spot.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Little Master Lu looked around warily. Nothing happened.
Master Lu held his breath and it took him a long time to recover.
"I just thought about it. How can we be so peaceful along the way? It's all about experience, experience..."
If you have no idea, what is this talking about?
Master Lu's old face gradually turned red.
Now that he thinks about it, he must have been very stupid when he told people so sincerely. He doesn't blame them for being impatient. It's really embarrassing for him to be thrown into his grandma's house...
Hu Er had the bow and asked Er Tie to bring back the iron crossbow.
Li Xuemei put the iron crossbow aside, thinking that there was no need to rush, the enemy had not been completely wiped out yet, and it would not be too late to put it away after they were all dead.
Just as he was thinking this, the target on Yan Yu's constantly updated map moved.
Because it was moving too fast, the cat simply used its nails to draw a crooked line on the paper.
How do you look at that line? It looks like it's coming towards them in a twisted way?
Li Xuemei picked up the iron crossbow.
Yan Yu also stood up and raised his iron pot.
This pot was bought on the platform. It has good iron and is sturdier than other pots.
The two women looked at the exit of the cellar in tacit understanding.
Listen to what's going on outside.
The cat's nails were still scratching, but when they reached a certain point, they suddenly stopped moving.
It tilted its head, a pair of cat eyes that were brighter in the dark, looked at the picture, and then looked above the cellar.
What this series of performances represents is self-evident.
Li Xuemei glanced at Lady Rong and spoke silently, asking her to take the others away.
Rong Niangzi quickly took the nearest Daya away, and after settling everyone, she quickly returned.
Mrs. Qi felt something was wrong and came over to check.
Seeing that Li Xuemei and her mother still didn't understand what they were doing, she looked around and saw that there was really nothing to take, so she took out a pair of scissors from her bag, held it in front of her, and looked over her head seriously.
There was the sound of the cellar door being pushed open, but it was still dark above the head.
Yan Yu was shocked.
The mother and daughter looked at each other and thought at the same time:
Not this cellar!
It's another one!
Yan Yu quickly ran to the passage connecting the two cellars.
Only she can pass quickly on this low passage, but Li Xuemei cannot.
The tip of Li Xuemei's nose was sweaty.
"Maomao, go over there and scratch someone when they come down, scratch hard." Li Xuemei ordered.
Maomao rushed after Yan Yu and followed Yan Yu to the other side of the cellar.
On the other side, there was only Uncle Hu and his two grandchildren.
This veteran warrior of the main war faction felt uncomfortable staying with a bunch of women, so he took his two grandsons and waited in the cellar here.
As soon as Yan Yu came over, the grandfather and grandson noticed it.
At the same time, I also noticed that the sound above was wrong.
"Grandpa Hu, let's go over there." Yan Yu was very calm.
She thought that if the enemy shot arrows down, she would huddle up and hide under the iron pot.
But Grandpa Hu and the others can't.
So, she ran away.
Uncle Hu stood up violently, and even staggered because he stood up so violently.
But he knew the severity. Not to mention dizzy at this time, even if his brain exploded, he had to leave quickly.
His two grandsons trust Yan Yu extremely.
There is no child in the village who is not a member of the Boy Scouts.
One of their military orders says, just do whatever you are told, don't ask why, don't make a mark.
Pick up grandpa and leave.
The light above my head is getting bigger.
Yan Yu's eyes met a pair of sinister eyes.
The man saw someone below and smiled.
That smile was cruel and disgusting.
With the help of the wall, the cat jumped towards it with several vertical jumps and showed no mercy with its four paws.
Yes, for an ordinary cat, maybe two scratches is the limit.
But the Yan family's cat scratched four times because it used so much force every time. It was not easy to find a balance between strength and speed.
Four times, it is already the speed limit of its guaranteed output.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" A scream came from above.
The Hu family's ancestors and grandsons have climbed into the connecting passage in the middle.
When Uncle Hu heard the noise, he wanted to look back, but his two grandsons kept pushing him forward.
Yan Yu clenched her fist and waved it vigorously.
"Well done, Cat!" she praised in a low voice.
The cat hung upside down on the cellar door with its paws and meowed.
She thought for a while and called Maomao down.
Watching coldly, the cellar door above was opened with great force.
She couldn't see the man's face clearly because it was covered in blood from being scratched by the cat.
Yan Yu thought to himself: It seems that he did not find the entrance to another cellar.
She felt like an iron pot and was on full alert.
The man wanted to shoot an arrow, but found that the entrance to the cellar was too small and it was difficult to draw the bow.
He decisively put away his bow, raised his sword and jumped down.
The moment Yan Yu wanted to jump down, he quickly rushed into the passage.
She blocked the iron pot in front of her and stepped back.
One person and one cat quickly moved towards the cellar at the other end.
After the man jumped down, he rolled sideways to release his strength.
A carp stood upright, squatting half-crouched, with the knife held horizontally in front of him.
Observe your surroundings vigilantly.
This chapter has been completed!