"Catch them alive! Shoot the horse's legs!" He waved his arm to throw away the corpse on the tip of the gun. Han Qing said a word and rushed towards the next bandit on horseback.
The words are divided into two parts. The first half is the goal he wants to achieve, and the second half is the specific things that Dou Rong needs to help with.
This goal was originally not in his plan, and he did not make any relevant plans with Dou Rong beforehand. However, he believed that Dou Rong would definitely understand.
"Okay!" The girl agreed and followed without hesitation.
The two walked side by side, chasing the two bandit leaders who were running for their lives in a hurry up the hillside. The afterglow of the setting sun shone down from the top of the mountain, coating both the people and the horses with a layer of gilding.
The two bandits were also walking against the mountain, and their speed was getting slower and slower. However, the speeds of Han Qing and Dou Rong were also decreasing. The distance between the two sides remained at about twenty steps, and it was not shortened at all.
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It would be difficult to catch the two bandit leaders if they were allowed to climb over the hillside. Han Qing hesitantly hung the spear on the saddle, preparing to test his shooting skills.
"Whoosh -" A flying knife flew out of Dou Rong's hand first and chased towards the back of the bandit leader. However, in the end, it missed the target and fell to the ground close to the tail of the war horse.
"Use a sling!" Han Qing reminded him decisively without even thinking about it.
Before she finished speaking, a sling with a jar tied to it was already lifted above her head by Dou Rong. It spun twice in mid-air at high speed and came out of his hand at lightning speed.
"Bang!" The jar came into close contact with the back of a bandit leader's head twenty steps away. The other party let out a muffled grunt and stumbled off his horse.
Another bandit leader heard the noise and was frightened out of his mind. He screamed and took his mount away from the mountain road, made a half circle from the side and front, and then turned around and went down.
Running like this can easily cause the horse to stumble, causing it to fall and break bones. However, there is also a 30% chance that the horse can escape Han Qing and escape.
He almost won the bet, but unfortunately, he forgot that Han Qing had a powerful assistant who was good at throwing throwing knives.
Before he could reopen the distance between the two sides, a boomerang had already whizzed towards the ground. With a "Puff!", a half-foot-long strip was cut on the left butt of his mount under his crotch.
of the mouth.
"Sigh--" The mount couldn't bear the pain and flew up into the air with all four hooves. The moment it fell back to the ground, its left front hoof stepped on a loose stone. It lost its balance and fell down, sliding down the hillside.
More than two feet away.
The bandit leader on horseback had no time to shake off his stirrups. He was knocked over by his mount and slid down the hillside quickly.
When Han Qing chased him on horseback and tried to capture him alive, he saw that the man's head and neck were bent at a sharp angle, and half of his body was scraped to pieces.
"Go back and find the last one!" Without caring about the dead bandit leader, Han Qing turned his mount and ran towards the man who had been knocked off his horse. Dou Rong followed silently, still holding a boomerang tightly in her right hand.
This time, the result did not disappoint them both. The bandit leader who had been knocked off his mount by Dou Rong with a clay pot only broke an arm and fainted from the pain, but his life was not worried.
Han Qing and Dou Rong did not dare to delay, so they captured an ownerless mount, tied the prisoner to the saddle, and then galloped away. In one breath, they ran more than thirty miles away until the sky turned completely dark.
, and then stopped again next to an abandoned temple.
At this moment, only more than fifty years have passed since Zhou Shizong Chai Rong carried out a large-scale extermination of Buddhism. There are many ruined temples without owners in the world. The more remote the Buddhist temples, the more they have been abandoned for many years, and there is no monk to inherit them.
For traders on the road, hunters entering the mountains and refugees, this kind of temple, although dilapidated, is the best place to stay at night.
On the one hand, it can protect you from wind and rain and prevent the invasion of cold air. Secondly, blocking the doors and windows with branches and debris can also prevent you from being attacked by wild beasts while you are asleep.
Han Qing and Dou Rong have found a shabby temple as a hotel to live in more than once in the past half month. Therefore, they are familiar with the road.
After entering the temple, I quickly found a well. Immediately, I fetched some water, set up my mounts, and lit a fire to heat the meal.
They had just experienced a fierce battle in the evening, and both of them were exhausted and weak. However, they did not dare to stop and rest. They managed to eat a hot meal, and took turns to wash their feet with hot water. Then they dressed up again and interrogated the prisoners overnight.
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The prisoner's surname was Luo and his first name was Bingtian. He and the first bandit leader killed by Han Qing were uncles and brothers.
He hated Han Qing for killing his relative. As soon as the rag was removed from his mouth, Luo Bingtian cursed loudly and vowed not to reveal any information to the "bad couple" in front of him.
Han Qing has been doing inspections for half a year. Although he has never dealt with prisoners personally, he has often heard from Wang Wu, Zhang Fan and others about how the wild jailers in the county torture people. (Note: Wild Prisoners torture people.
, that is, non-staff government officials. They use the support of the government to extort people, and are also responsible for helping the government do dirty work.)
Therefore, without saying a word, he blocked Luo Bingtian's mouth again. Then he dragged him straight to the well behind the temple.
After arriving at the wellhead, find a rope and tie it casually to the opponent's feet, then lower the opponent head down along the wellhead.
"Rao woo, rao woo -" How hard Luo Bingtian's mouth had been before, and how fast it was now. Before his scalp even touched the water, he was already struggling and crying for mercy.
His mouth was blocked, so naturally he could not express his complete meaning. Han Qing hated him for scolding him just now, so he deliberately lowered the rope for more than half a foot. When the man was choked and had no strength to struggle, he pulled him down again.
He pulled out the well mouth again and took off the rag that blocked the hole.
At this time, Luo Bingtian didn't have the courage to curse at all. Like a catfish that had just been caught on the shore, he spit out water and gasped for air.
When Han Qing saw it, he just smiled slightly, lifted the other person's feet again, and lowered his head into the mouth of the well.
Before he started to let people down, Luo Bingtian shouted at the top of his lungs, "Spare my life, please spare my life, Grandpa Han. I'll recruit you. I'm willing to recruit you. I beg Grandpa Han to spare your life. I'm willing to do your best for you."
Be a horse!”
"If you are willing to recruit, tell me first, how many people have you killed before? How many times have you kidnapped people? How many robberies have you participated in?!" Han Qing immediately stopped and asked with a frown.
"No, I haven't killed him before. This is my first time, my first robbery. I was originally a good person, but I was deceived by them, so I blocked your way together. They promised to give me a reward of ten dollars after they catch you.
." Luo Bingtian's eyes were darting around, and he didn't say a word of truth.
"My mother is seriously ill and urgently needs money to buy medicine..." He glanced at Han Qing secretly and continued to talk nonsense. Before he could finish the lie, he saw a wooden stick falling from the air.
Leaning, he hit his broken arm.
"Ah -" Luo Bingtian rolled his eyes in pain and screamed miserably. However, he couldn't pass out. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was soaked with sweat and urine.
Seeing that the pain had subsided, Han Qing raised the wooden stick again and aimed it at the broken bone of his arm, trying to hit it.
At this time, Luo Bingtian completely recognized it. While rolling to dodge, he cried and begged for mercy: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'll attack, I'll attack. I have only killed two people with my own hands before, and the others were all calamities."
At that time, I killed along with others, I don’t remember the exact number, but it definitely didn’t exceed ten..."
"...There have been six cases of kidnapping!"
"Road robbery, I can't remember. Grandpa Han, I really didn't lie to you! If I could remember, I would be the bastard in the well!"
"All the bastards in the well are much cleaner than you!" Hatred that this man had done too many evil things, Han Qing couldn't help but raise his stick and poke him randomly.
Accidentally, he poked the broken bone again. The pain made Luo Bing roll around on the ground, and he shed urine and feces.
After the pain was over, the person only had the strength to breathe.
Han Qing dragged the man back to the main hall of the temple and began a formal interrogation in front of the Buddha, who had long since lost his appearance. Dou Rong took a burnt branch as a pen and recorded it on the ground.
The first question is, what crimes has Luo Bingtian committed in the past? What is his status in the cottage, as well as the location and general situation of the cottage?
After this person had almost explained all the irrelevant matters, and there was not much thinking ability left, he returned to the topic that Han Qing urgently needed to know.
"Tell me, whose order did you follow to intercept and kill me on the mountain road? Who told you my whereabouts? Be careful and don't lie, otherwise you will suffer!"
When asking questions, Han Qing deliberately turned a wooden stick in the fire. As a result, green smoke soon appeared from the front end of the stick.
"I said, I said, wuwu..." Luo Bingtian was afraid that Han Qing would take the smoking stick and poke his broken arm again. While crying, he told the situation he knew, as if he was actively pouring beans into him.
Everything was clean.
It turned out that the person who secretly announced a large reward for Han Qing's head was a wealthy businessman from Luonan County, Shangzhou Prefecture, named Qian and Yongfu.
This man claimed that he had been helped by Zhou Chong, the chief registrar of Ding'an, when he was young and downtrodden, and he was grateful. Therefore, he did not believe the confession Han Qing circulated and believed that he was framing his benefactor.
This person claimed that he had no intention of going against the government, but he could not just watch Han Qing frame his benefactor and then walk away. As he wished, I offered a reward of 10,000 yuan. Anyone who sees Han Qing, please stop him and ask him
Returned to the Jingzhaofu Yamen on Yongxing Jun Road and confronted Zhou Chong face to face.
However, at the end of the reward, this person added another sentence: Don't harm Han Qing's life and let himself and his benefactor be misunderstood. Otherwise, he will definitely have a hard time explaining it to the government!
Who among those who come into contact with the reward announcement is not an old man? Who can’t understand these last few sentences, which are superfluous?
Therefore, from the first day after receiving the notice, the boss of Luo Bingtian's village and the head of Jiming Village, Nie Yusun, regarded Han Qing as a dead person. He only regretted that the location where Han Qing appeared was too far away from Jiming Mountain and he could not
Get a share of this person’s corpse!
In the following days, good news continued to reach his ears through the mouths of his peers.
It is said that Han Qing was heartbroken by the local government. At this moment, he was traveling at night and night, preparing to return to Bianliang to find the elders of his family to make the decision.
It is also said that the Yamen of Jinglue's pacification envoy has secretly issued a secret order to the officials in various places, instructing them to stop Han Qing as soon as they see him and send him back to Chang'an City at night.
Mostly, if you have any grievances, they should be settled within the territory of Yongxing Military Road. There is no need, you have to go to Bianliang and cause chaos to the officials of the Song Dynasty!
"What are you talking about? The government appeasement envoy asked the local officials to stop me and send me back to Chang'an? Or was it a secret order?" Han Qing was quite knowledgeable in his previous life, so he immediately sensed something ominous in Luo Bingtian's words.
smell.
"Oh, my Lord Han, if the government hadn't revealed that they wanted to capture you, no matter how high the reward promised by others, I wouldn't have dared to try your luck!" In order to avoid suffering, Luo Bingtian would say anything.
Dare to recruit outsiders, "You are an official, not a citizen. The young men intercepted and killed ordinary traders, moved to a different place to hide in the limelight, and no one bothered them. Killing officials is tantamount to rebellion. How can the local governments be willing to let it go?
