Yang Qian, who was dozing off against the frame of the car, was awakened. Looking in front of Uncle De's finger, Yang Qian's expression couldn't help but change.
A few dozen steps ahead of the loess road, two large trees that should have been newly felled fell down on the loess road regardless of overlapping each other, completely blocking the road.
Zhili jumped off the carriage and looked at the fallen tree trunk with branches and leaves that he could not move at all. He couldn't help but jump to his feet and roared loudly.
"Is anyone there? Whoever felled the tree and just cut it down without cleaning it up is trying to get scolded, isn't it?!"
"Shut up!" The sudden shout from the honest Uncle De made Zhili shut his mouth angrily.
Before Yang Qian had time to say anything, he saw Uncle De standing up from the car's shaft with vigilance, looking around, then reaching under the car and pulling it out.
With a squeak, a long sword like a glint of autumn water came into Uncle De's calloused hands. "Sir, be careful, it doesn't look like it fell on the road by accident, it looks more like it was deliberately used to block the road."
Was it a bandit? Or a robber? Yang Qian was also confused and subconsciously stood up and looked around.
I saw three people in front of me flashing out from the forest on both sides of the road. They were holding long sticks in their hands, and their faces were covered with black cloth, revealing their fierce eyes.
At this time, there was a noise behind him. Yang Qian turned around and saw six masked men appearing from behind. They were also holding long sticks and slowly advancing towards him with evil expressions.
Yang Qian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Damn it! What should I do? I felt a little panicked. There was nothing in the car except the knife in Uncle De's hand. There were only two sacks of rice. I couldn't tie the sacks.
into a stick.
Zhili's face turned pale. He looked around for a long time, then suddenly squatted down and began to search for something in the mud beside the road.
"Who are you?! This is the car of Yang Ning, a doctor from the Ministry of Industry. Do you know what the crime of offending the court official is?" Uncle De stood beside the car and scanned the road ahead and behind slowly approaching with vigilance.
Those masked men.
The opponent's footsteps stagnated slightly, then continued to move forward resolutely, the long sticks in their hands pointed at Yang Qian's car.
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"Slow down!" Yang Qian shouted sharply, reached into his arms, took out a package and opened it, revealing the golden gold inside.
"Who are you? If you are looking for money, I have ten taels of gold here. How about you take it and retreat quickly?"
After that, Yang Qian threw it fiercely and saw several golden gold ingots passing over the six people and flying behind them.
These masked men saw gold flying over their heads, and their eyes moved subconsciously. At this moment, a rapid whistle like a bird's song came from the depths of the mountain forest beside the road.
Let the six people continue to move forward with their sticks, as if what they just saw was not attractive gold but just a few stones.
Yang Qian could only see the scattered dense forest, covered by trees, and could not find the figure hiding in it.
Looking at the nine masked men getting closer and closer, Uncle De took a deep breath, held the knife in both hands and opened his stance.
"Zhili, you protect the young master and rush forward. I will block the people behind you."
"Mr. Young Master, come here quickly. When the villain injures them, you can take the opportunity to run forward. The villain stays to help Uncle De."
Zhili held seven or eight walnut-sized stones in his hands and retreated to the carriage. He stared at the three strong men in front of him and spoke quickly and quickly.
Seeing that even Zhili, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, knew how to risk his life at this time, Yang Qian immediately laughed.
Nima, spring breeze blows, war drums beat, who is afraid of whom in this world.
"Yang has grown so old that he has never left his brothers and fled for his own life..."
Yang Qian set his sights on the hood fixed in the center of the carriage. He rolled up his sleeves and used his strength to pull out the weeping willows with his hands like Lu Zhishen.
"Hi!..." Yang Qian's low roar made the nine masked men pause. Uncle De, who subconsciously turned his head when he heard the strange noise, was also startled.
In the impression that the young master had no strength to restrain the chicken, he actually pulled out the strong hood embedded in the middle of the carriage with its handle upside down.
Yang Qian waved his hand, and the huge car hood made a whimpering sound, almost knocking the stunned Zhili to the ground.
Although the car cover weighs thirty or forty kilograms, he doesn't feel that heavy after exercising today. But the car cover is too big and not suitable for use as a weapon.
Now, it was the turn of the nine masked men to be confused. Is this really a humble gentleman with no power to restrain a chicken?
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"Do it!" Uncle De was an experienced soldier. Seeing the opponent's obvious hesitation, he knew that this was an opportunity. He shouted loudly, jumped up, and rushed in the direction of the six big men.
Zhili raised his hand, and the three masked men in the center screamed. The long stick in his hand fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands and fell to his knees. Blood began to seep between his fingers.
come out.
The other two were stunned, and Zhili raised his hand again without hesitation, and another walnut-sized stone hit the other big man's forehead as accurately as a cruise ship.
This guy also screamed and squatted down holding his head. The last one didn't dare to stand where he was anymore. He blocked his face with one hand and ran straight forward with a long stick in the other.
Yang Qian, who was turning the car cover upside down and trying to pull out the strong long stick in the middle with his feet, was really confused.
Is this still the frail personal book boy Zhili that I know? Why does it feel like this kid is like Zhang Qing without a feather?
Yang Qian roared angrily, lifted up the car hood that had been pulled off, and flew directly towards the person who was flying towards him. He blocked him for a moment, and taking this opportunity, Yang Qian jumped out and stopped in front of Zhili.
Although Zhili's performance was somewhat beyond his expectations, with his small body, he would definitely break his bones if he got hit by a stick.
The man who was blocked roared angrily and had to take two steps back to get out of the way of the rolling car cover. Then he swung the big stick high and slashed at Yang Qian.
Yang Qian did not rush forward with his stick in fear as the opponent expected, but instead stepped forward without showing any signs of weakness.
Holding the middle and rear section of the long stick tilted forward with both hands, Yang Qian used a standard bayonet-fighting posture in Yang Qian's hands and struck it out hard, hitting the masked man in the chest...
The masked man felt as if he was struck by lightning. He jumped backwards and fell to the ground.
At this time, Yang Qian heard a muffled groan coming from behind him, which came from Uncle De. Without hesitation, Yang Qian roared. "Zhili, help Uncle De."
He then threw himself at the two masked men who endured great pain and picked up long sticks.
At this moment, the sound of galloping hooves was heard. "Don't hurt anyone, I won't be polite if you do it again!" Accompanied by a powerful roar, Yang Qian subconsciously turned his head.
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I saw a man galloping towards me on horseback, holding a bow on horseback. Unexpectedly, the horse underneath him suddenly staggered and fell to the ground with a cry. The heroic man on horseback who was about to draw the bow flew directly towards the man.
Grass beside the road.
"..." The two groups who were fighting together were stunned.
Everyone watched in amazement as the knight on horseback who was so heroic a second ago and drew his sword to help suddenly turned into a gourd...
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