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Chapter 171 The Flying Tiger and Leopard is Coming on a Snowy Night

 In front of Yuqiu Post, a large group of people gradually revealed their figures in the moonlight.

It looked like there were nearly seven or eight hundred people.

In the procession, one person out of every five or six people was holding a torch. The people around him curled up and leaned towards the person holding the torch.

It seems that in this icy cold night, only the floating flames can dispel the coldness in these people's bodies and souls.

They were dressed miscellaneously, some were wearing nondescript jackets, and some were so tattered that they could only be wrapped in a few rags and surrounded themselves in circles, but most of them had one or two pieces of clothing.

Decent clothes.

It’s just that no matter how you look at it, it’s very inconsistent with the owner’s figure.

Only the leader of more than a hundred people was obviously much more neatly dressed. Not only were they wearing purple cloth armor that was only worn by the army, but they were not holding wooden sticks and shovels, but shields, spears and waist knives, and there were even dozens of them.

Named one with a bow and arrow on his back.

"Brother! We are finally here!" One person breathed, rubbed his hands vigorously, and said to the leader with an excited face.

"Hmm!"

The leader is the Shanyang giant Chen Shan whom Lin Shixian mentioned to Jia Lan before. The person who just spoke is his younger brother Chen Rong.

The two brothers looked very similar, with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes. At this moment, the two brothers looked at Yuqiuyi, their eyes shining like a beast when it sees its prey, and the corners of their mouths involuntarily curved up, with a smile.

A greedy look.

"Move the guy up!"

Chen Shan turned around and ordered to go down. His subordinates pushed out a modified large cart from behind. It was much larger than the carts used by ordinary people. There were three thick logs stacked on top and tied tightly with thick ropes.

,The end is sharpened.

Looking at the "rush car" pushed up by their men, brothers Chen Shan and Chen Rong looked at each other and both showed a very proud smile.

The Chen brothers are prestigious green forest heroes in Shanyang. The two brothers were originally hunters. When they were buying and selling mountain products, they got into a quarrel with a merchant and accidentally beat each other to death. They were wanted by the government and simply fell into the trap.

In recent years, natural disasters have continued, and the brothers' territory has become larger and larger, wreaking havoc on both sides of the canal.

The two regarded the Liangshan heroes in the novel as their role models and called themselves "Flying Tigers and Leopards".

Because the brothers were entrenched near Yangshan, they were called "Yangshan Bandits" everywhere.

A subordinate returned from not far from the inn and reported: "Boss! There is no defense inside, and there are only a few people keeping watch."

"Just in case, do you want to go explore again?" Someone suggested.

Chen Shan pondered for a moment after hearing this, and another subordinate came up and said flatteringly: "The big leader has a clever plan and chose to come at such a time. No one in such a snowy day would have thought that someone was coming!"

"I don't think I need to look any further!" Chen Rong picked up the mace in his hand and echoed, "Brother, while the snow has stopped for a moment, break down the door quickly and rob the inside. You must know that it's not just me.

Once we get the news, we can’t guarantee that there will be people on the road following us..."

Chen Shan's face changed when he heard this, and he turned around and shouted: "My sons, break the inn, I only want gold and silver, and everything else, food, cloth, and women will be yours! Kill!"

Hearing Chen Shan's shouting, hundreds of Yangshan thieves under his command responded loudly. The expression on their faces that were a little depressed a moment ago changed instantly. The originally cloudy eyes became like wild beasts, with only one kind of expression inside.

Emotion.

Greed, every inch of these people's pores was filled with greed. Driven by this emotion, they burst out with huge energy. Hundreds of people shouted loudly and rushed up. The sound shook the snow on the surrounding trees and rustled away.

Fall.

More than 20 Yangshan bandits pushed the cart towards the gate of Yuqiuyi.

The lights on the tower flickered, and Chen Shan's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and he stretched out his right hand.

"Get my stuff!"

A subordinate had already taken out something from his bag and put it in Chen Shan's hand.

A slingshot.

Chen Shan picked up the slingshot and picked up an iron bead from his subordinates. He glanced at the tower, crossed his hands quickly, and shouted "hit!".

With a muffled sound, the figure on the tower staggered and fell.

"Okay!" Chen Rong cheered loudly, "Big brother's shooting skills are still so superb!"

Chen Shan had a look on his face, but he said with a straight face: "Huh! You just left me behind. We are all people from the mountains and the flying shooting technique is the foundation of our life."

Chen Rong smiled and said, "I still like this big guy." He was holding a big mace.

Pong!

There was a sound of wood bursting, and the door of the inn was smashed open.

"Okay! Sons, follow me!" Chen Rong picked up the mace and led more than 20 Yangshan bandits in armor, brandishing their weapons and shouting to kill, and rushed in.

The inn was suddenly brightly lit, and Chen Rong, who sensed something was wrong, immediately stopped and allowed his men to rush forward.

"Let it go!"

Following an order, a large amount of boiling water fell from the sky, instantly scalding the dozen or so people at the front to the ground, screaming in agony.

At this time, hundreds of people rushed out of the inn, including Lin Shixian's internal guards and the guards accompanying the caravan. They also held weapons and fought with the Yangshan bandits who rushed in first.

Shopkeeper Ou, I shouldn't say Ou Baihu, took the lead and rushed forward, holding a waist knife in his hand and slashed at Chen Rong.

Seeing that one of his arms was about to be lost, Chen Rong grinned and raised his hand.

A sound of gold and stone echoed around.

Chen Rong's arm was intact, but Ou Baihu was forced to take several steps back.

The surrounding caravan guards were so shocked by this scene that they stopped.

“I took a stabbing in my arm and it’s okay!?”

"Does this person know some magic or something?"

Ou Baihu glanced at the slight gap on the blade of the waist knife in his hand, looked at Chen Rong's hand, and looked solemnly: "Hard Qigong, or above Xiaocheng?"

Chen Rong laughed evilly: "You have good eyesight, but it's a pity that this is where you will be buried today!"

Before he finished speaking, the mace roared towards him!

Despite Ou Baihu's burly figure, his footwork has not dropped at all. He moved and dodged a series of times.

"You can only hide!"

Chen Rong shouted loudly, struck down with a stick, and swept from the bottom of the plate, forcing Ou Baihu to jump up.

"You're done!"

The other party yelled, which made Ou Baihu feel bad, but he saw Chen Rong let go of the weapon in his hand, ran towards him with all his strength, and thrust his hands like sharp swords piercing his ears straight towards his face.

With the bonus of hard qigong, if you are hit like this, your head will be split into pieces like a watermelon!

However, Ou Baihu, who was hanging in the air, had nothing to borrow!

No way out!

Phew!

An arrow shot through the air and separated the two people.

Chen Rong was startled, stopped walking, jumped away, and looked aside.

On the roof of the guest house, a young man held a short bow in his hand. He looked at the two people's positions with burning eyes. When he saw Chen Rong turning around, the young man immediately raised his hand and shot three arrows with a bow.
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Chen Rong dodged the first arrow, but by the second arrow, his body balance had been completely disrupted.

The third arrow!

Chen Rong raised his hand to block, trying to use his hard qigong skills to repeat.

However, the severe pain in his arm completely froze his proud smile!


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