Jin Shiba looked at the undulating mountains in front of him.
This Qingshan Mountain is located among these mountains. It is remote and unknown. Because of its remoteness and lack of fertile farmland, it is sparsely populated.
"If it hadn't been for Da Banya's suggestion, no one would have known that there were bandits here," Lei Zhonglian said.
"Until now, all the information I have inquired about does not say that they are bandits." Jin Shiba said, "They all say that there is a mountain village here with some mountain people living there."
Lei Zhonglian thought about the news he heard. These mountain people herded cattle, farmed and hunted, and regularly went to the city to exchange for rice.
"These mountain people have been living here for more than ten years, and they have always been like this." He continued, "The bandits can pretend to be mountain people for ten days a day or even a year, but pretending to be mountain people for more than ten years is really ridiculous."
Jin Shiba shook his head.
"No, it's not funny, it's scary," he said.
Lei Zhonglian looked at him.
"Is there anything you are afraid of?" he said.
Jin Shiba also looked at him.
"You'd better not bother with me. If something happens to Miss Jun, I will lose my life." He said, "But you will be miserable."
After saying this, he urged his horse forward to keep up with the densely packed soldiers in front.
Lei Zhonglian exhaled on the horse, yes, if something happened to Miss Jun, no one would kill him, but he would fall into self-blame and guilt again in his life, and this time no one could save him.
Lei Zhonglian held the spear tightly with one left hand.
"Let's go," he said.
The bodyguards behind him and the guards of the Fang family followed closely.
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Yang Jing looked at the green smoke rising in front of him.
"There are already six beams of beacon smoke." He said, "Well-dressed, we are the Yongning Army. Counting the hidden sentries along the way, there are thirty-five of us in total."
These words made several people in the forest fall silent for a while.
Thirty-five people versus six or seven hundred people.
"It's not like we haven't done it before." A man snorted and patted his chest, "I'm afraid of him."
Yang Jing looked at him. The man smiled when he looked over, and the wrinkles on his smiling face became more obvious.
It has been more than ten years since I had gray hair on my head.
It's no longer what it used to be.
Among the thirty-five of them, there are children and women. Even though they are practicing together and having weapons and secret formations to help them, it is easy to deal with some bandits and horse bandits, but if they really fight against the officers and soldiers...
"We are also officers and soldiers." Another man suddenly shouted.
These words made the forest silent again.
"We are not officers and soldiers, otherwise why would no one pay attention to us here for so long?" Another man suddenly shouted, his face turning red.
His voice was hoarse, as if he was crying.
"Why did he say he wanted justice and identity for us and never came back?" he said, gritting his teeth and his voice trembling, "He, he lied to us!"
As soon as he said these words, someone rushed over and punched him.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Say it again!" The man shouted with red eyes and grabbed his collar.
The man who was grabbed looked at him with red eyes and moved his lips, but said nothing.
"What did he lie to us? Did he lie to us that we could fight with thousands of troops? Did he lie to us that our wives, children and parents were well protected? Did he lie to us that we were welcomed and sent off by the people? Did he lie to us to learn the skills to fight in a hundred battles?
Aren't you going to die?" the man shouted in a hoarse voice.
The grown man shouted with tears in his voice.
The man who was grabbed also had tears in his eyes.
"But he doesn't want us anymore, he doesn't want us anymore," he shouted.
Xia Yong, who had been looking into the distance silently, turned around.
"That's enough, stop making trouble." He said, then paused for a moment, "He will come back."
"Yes, he will come back. Don't let him come back and laugh at us again when he sees how cowardly we are." Yang Jing said, "Whether it is three hundred or one thousand, they are already here. Only by fighting can we survive."
,Are we going to wait to die if we don’t fight?”
"If you dare, you will live; if you dare not, you will die." A man shouted, raising the crossbow in his hand.
Immediately more people raised their crossbows.
"If you dare, you will live; if you dare not, you will die!"
"If you dare, you will live; if you dare not, you will die!"
A chorus of shouts echoed.
Xia Yong waved to them.
"Old rule, the crossbowman comes first," he said.
The men straightened their bodies and responded in unison, then spread out in all directions and disappeared into the mountain cliffs.
Xia Yong turned around and looked at Yang Jing.
"You protect my sister-in-law and Niuniu." He said.
Yang Jing looked at him and moved his lips.
"Okay." He finally said, turned around and left without saying another word.
"Lao Yang." Xia Yong called him again, "I am the one who caused the trouble this time. Little Leopard is no longer here. If I am no longer here, you must protect your sister-in-law and Niuniu. Big brother will definitely come back."
Yang Jing didn't look back, straightened his body, raised his hand towards Xia Yong, and strode away.
Xia Yong glanced at the direction of the mountain village, picked up the crossbow and strode into the forest.
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"stop."
General Peng reined in his horse and raised his hands, looking ahead warily.
The soldiers behind him will stop immediately.
"Sir, what's wrong?" A deputy general asked, "We haven't reached the vicinity of Zhangqingshan yet."
General Peng looked at the quiet mountain road ahead.
"I always feel something is wrong." He said, laughing again.
Damn it, why are you fighting on the battlefield? They are obviously just a group of bandits...
"Although they haven't arrived yet, these bandits are best at setting traps." He raised his hand and said.
Everyone responded and continued moving forward.
"Look, he's scared." Jin Shiba said to Lei Zhonglian.
Lei Zhonglian didn't want to agree with him. He believed in General Peng more than Jin Shiba.
"If you are not afraid, just go to the front." He said, "If you can hide behind, you are not a good man."
Jin Shiba chuckled.
"Your master, you go to the front." He said, smiling again, "I'm not a good guy to begin with."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a horse neighing suddenly in front of me.
Jin Shiba and Lei Zhonglian were shocked when they saw the soldier at the front falling down with a thud.
This was because the horses beneath them seemed to have stepped into a quagmire, and ropes appeared out of nowhere on the originally smooth mountain road.
"Tripping the rope!" the shouts kept ringing.
No, this is not a common stumbling rope. These ropes are not fixed on the road, but swish like snakes. In this way, the horses that trip in front continue to turn back, and more horses are like torn beads.
They landed one after another.
****, General Peng cursed in his heart, his eyes widening.
There is a snagging rope underneath, and there must be crossbowmen all around.
"Hold up your shield!" he shouted.
Accompanied by his voice, a buzzing sound broke through the air.
The soldiers who raised their shields escaped, while the soldiers who didn't have time were shot and screamed in pain.
The originally quiet mountain road suddenly became noisy and boiling.
"****." General Peng cursed again and looked at the arrow that fell at his feet. "It turned out to be a heavy iron arrow! Did this bandit rob the armory?"
Standing on the rock, Xia Yong let out a breath as he looked at the officers and soldiers who were in a commotion due to the trip horse ropes and a burst of crossbow attacks. However, there was no chaos. Instead, they quickly lined up in formation, with their shields and crossbows raised.
Officers and soldiers are officers and soldiers.
But if it wasn't a battle, it would be more enjoyable to watch.
"Why don't you tell them that we are also officers and soldiers?" someone said in a hoarse tone from behind.
"We told you, but what happened," Xia Yong said, "They didn't believe it, and the little leopard was also killed by them."
Hearing the word "little leopard", the people behind him fell silent.
"No one believes what we say," Xia Yong said, "and no one speaks for us."
He opened the heavy bow in his hand and pressed the arrow with the thumb ring.
So be it.
He looked at the soldiers on the mountain road who also raised their crossbows.
At this moment, a sharp shout came from nowhere.
"Everyone stop it!"
This was a woman's sharp voice, coming not from the front or from behind, but from above.
Xia Yong subconsciously looked up, and the others had already looked over.
There was only a buzzing sound, and someone flew down from the trees in the forest like a bird.
"Tuen Chief." A man pointed with his hand and shouted in surprise, "Someone opened the Tianluo!"
Who? Who didn’t allow Tianluo to be opened?
Xia Yong looked at the person passing above his head in surprise.
This is a girl. She is holding something with both hands, hanging on the Tianluo rope, sliding down quickly, her dress is fluttering, as if she is a god descending to earth.
she!
How did she find Tianluo?
No, why did she escape?
Xia Yong's expression changed from surprise to horror.
The soldiers who were heavily guarded on the mountain road were also stunned and looked at the woman falling from the sky in disbelief.
What is this?
Fairy? Monster?
"My dear mother," General Peng murmured, "weird things happen every year, especially this year."