A silver sword flashed in the air, and when it was pulled out, it brought out a handful of hot blood.
Fourth Master Duan withdrew the knife and sheathed it coldly.
Shi Su completely forgot to resist, his whole body was trembling and his face was pale.
With a "plop", Shi Su rolled off the horse.
The horse thieves behind were more frightened than angry, but they did not express their stance and looked at Bian Baye and the others.
"Anyone who is willing to follow, come here yourself." Fourth Master Duan shouted, "If you come early, our Eighth Master will reward ten of you!"
There were indeed a few horse thieves, and they patted the horse and walked over without saying a word.
Then, the remaining people followed one after another, fifty-three in total.
"Let's go back." Bian Baye smiled with satisfaction and tightened the reins. He was secretly glad that he had the foresight and was not the first fool to test the waters.
The fierce battle on the field ended quickly.
Real warriors who have been tempered by professional training and actual combat have no trouble dealing with these bandits who usually rely on numbers and weapons to win in front of the people.
More than a hundred torches were lit and held high, and the fields were filled with dead people and injured people. Those who moaned in pain and screamed for mercy made the people noisy.
Song Erlang didn't even blink when he led his horse past. He directly stabbed the lightly injured bandit to death with his spear. When he took it back, he said coldly: "Capture the leaders and take Chongyi back to behead him!"
"Yes!" the guards shouted.
Cui Dajiang led a small detachment and was riding south along the official road.
Cui Dajiang's arm was injured, his whole body was shaking, his hands were shaking, and he almost couldn't hold the reins.
"Master, there are officers and soldiers catching up behind you!" someone shouted.
Cui Dajiang became even more panicked and raised his whip: "Drive!"
The horses of these people are considered to be the best horses, but in the battle just now, the horses of the other party's officers and soldiers were each a hundred times better than theirs.
Gonna be caught up, gonna be caught up.
Cui Dajiang's head was buzzing, he couldn't tell the way forward, and he couldn't hear people's words clearly.
There was a lot of blood, and his consciousness became unclear. Coupled with running wildly in the dark night, his vision was frightened. Without being able to wake up, he suddenly fainted and fell off the horse.
"The boss!" everyone shouted, and then they heard the whine of the horses in front of them.
The horse that lost its owner was still running wildly, and the next moment it fell into the broken hole.
Several people turned pale and hurriedly reined in their horses, but it was too late.
A large hole deeper than darkness appeared on the ground, and they fell directly into it.
A hollow echo came from the depths of the cave, and then there was no more sound.
The remaining seven or eight people stopped in time, their hearts pounding, and they were dumbfounded.
He turned his horse's head and ran towards the fields below the official road. The soldiers behind him had already caught up with him.
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The chasing soldiers had not returned yet, Song Erlang did not wait, and did not stay at the same place for long before continuing to lead the people forward.
The sky gradually turned from dark to bright, and the coldness in the air became heavier and heavier. When strong winds blew in, it was full of fishy smell and deathly silence.
"Kill!" When another horse thief escaping hastily appeared in front of him, Song Erlang raised his spear high and said, "Kill until dawn!"
"Fight until dawn!" the soldiers shouted in unison.
"Everyone rush with me!"
"rush!!"
The villagers heard it too.
"Are they officers and soldiers?"
"They must be officers and soldiers, we can be saved!"
Everyone's blood boiled, and suddenly someone raised his weapon: "Defend the village!"
More and more people also raised their hands: "Defend the village!" "Defend the village!"
Many people cried and hugged each other.
Zhao Yan and Sizhu stood at the door of the inn, looking up at the village head over there.
The shopkeeper and a few waiters no longer knew where they were going.
They have been sitting here, frightened, and even when they feel sleepy, they force themselves to hold on.
Now hearing these sounds, the two of them were also excited.
"Miss, did you hear that?" Sizhu's eyes turned red, "We are safe!"
"I'm really scared." Zhao Yan said very softly, unable to take a breath all night.
Because what the women I met along the way said were really terrifying.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. These bandits fought so easily!" Sizhu said a little angry, "Those people said it deliberately to scare us!"
"Girl!" As soon as Sizhu finished speaking, he saw several men walking towards him quickly.
Sizhu was stunned for a moment and looked at them suspiciously.
"Girl." Xiao Yu said, "Thank you, girl!"
"Why are you thanking me?" Sizhu said.
"Letter!" Xiao Yu pretended to hold the opened letter paper and envelope, "Thank you, miss, for giving us the plan."
"This is not mine!" Sizhu shouted hurriedly, hiding behind Zhao Yan and holding Zhao Yan's arm.
Everyone looked at Zhao Yan.
Xiao Yumao shouted from a woman behind him: "Thank you so much, girl!"
"This is not..."
Sizhu said, but was stopped by Zhao Yan.
"No need to thank you, I should." Zhao Yan replied, looking a little uncomfortable because of her guilty conscience, but she tried to stay calm.
Sizhu blinked and looked at his young lady.
Zhao Yan noticed her eyes and looked over, winking slightly.
Sizhu couldn't understand what she meant, but he also understood that he had to protect his young lady in this kind of situation.
"Yes, yes, it belongs to my young lady." Sizhu stuttered a little.
"Miss Bingxue is smart, and this time she is indeed a noble person in our village! Please pay me your respects!" Someone else said, and made a gesture to kneel down.
Sizhu frowned: "Hey! My lady is still young, don't kneel down, you will be embarrassed..."
Zhao Yan stopped her again.
The people over there were attracted by this place, and several people came to look at it.
"This is……"
"This is our benefactor, the young lady's plan!"
Everyone was stunned and ran over one after another.
More and more people came to thank them, and Zhao Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked Sizhu to tell them not to thank them.
"I'm here to look for someone." Zhao Yan raised her voice and looked at the crowd, "I'm looking for a pair of Shen brothers. The eldest brother is in his twenties and looks a little sickly. The younger brother is fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is tall and has...
Junmei, they are accompanied by a carriage and several guards, have you seen it?"
"Have you seen it?" Sizhu shouted immediately.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
Zhao Yan frowned slightly and whispered, "No?"
"Girl, I dare to ask your name." Xiao Yu said boldly.
We can't even know who the benefactor is. If this village can be passed down from generation to generation, then there will be such a girl's story in the distant future.
"Zhao Yan, Yanran's Yan."
The daughter of a businessman, Zhao Yan is not like those delicate ladies. When someone asks for her name, she will tell her name very readily.
After finishing speaking, he paused and added: "In the past few days, can you send someone to search for me? I need to see those brothers."
"Okay!" Xiao Yu said boldly, "If all those horse thieves are gone, we will go find them for you tomorrow!"
