Yang Tianning was leaning on a wooden stick, his thin body swaying. The morning fog in the forest gradually dissipated, and an unknown white mist floated in.
Suddenly, a pair of green eyes and a wood-colored hungry wolf appeared in front of him, staring at him.
Yang Tianning secretly thought bitterly, knowing that he would die this time, and the animal nature that he had long forgotten returned to this thin body again.
He imitated the wolf, bared his teeth and made a loud sound, and then for some reason, he suddenly laughed.
"You beast, do you know that kindness brings peace?"
This hungry wolf obviously didn't know that. It quietly lowered itself down and concentrated its hind legs to pounce, bite and devour this not-so-fat food within a very short distance.
Yang Tianning narrowed his eyes, slowly raised the stick, summoned up the last bit of strength in his body, and shouted: "Come on!"
Han Wu was searching when he heard a shrill cry and quickly jumped up the tree.
They don't have much time. Once the army reaches here, they must meet up with Xin Xingzong.
When Xin Xingzong found out that they were not here, it was another crime of private disobedience, and a beating with a military stick was unavoidable.
"Po Han Wu, who is yelling here?"
Without enough time to answer, Han Wu drew Jian from his waist, bent his bow, and fired in one go.
Yang Tianning could already feel the shadow and air waves of the wolf rushing toward him, and the stick he swung out with his last bit of strength hit the air.
The beast in front of him was shot to the ground by an arrow, dragging its bloody wound as it crawled away.
At the last moment when he fell, Yang Tianning saw the look in the whimpering hungry wolf's eyes and suddenly felt its sadness.
"The little kid in front of you, deep in the mountains, must be Fang La's disciple and grandson. Once you catch him, you will know where Fang La is, haha."
A group of people pushed aside the grass and trees and ran to his side. Hu Yantong picked up Yang Tianning and yelled: "What an ugly baby."
Han Wu kicked him, grabbed Yang Tianning, and used military first aid to wake him up.
"Are you officers and soldiers?"——
After learning Yang Tianning's identity, Han Shizhong and others did not dare to neglect him and placed him here, leaving an injured person to look after him.
Others followed his guidance and went up the river, and found blood-stained clothes on a big tree.
When they arrived here, Han Wu's face became serious and he said: "The boy said that if you go eastward along the big tree, within a few hundred steps, you will find Fang La's lair. Although he left many people on the road, there should be hundreds more
People, there are forty-nine of us, we have to be careful to get this credit."
"Po Han Wu, just say it, grandpas will listen to you."
Han Wu did not refuse, and immediately commanded and arranged the situation. Although he was only a big-headed soldier, he was very skillful in giving orders, and in a short time he had arranged a plan to capture the thieves.
Early the next morning, the news of the disappearance of the little mute had spread. Fang La and others, who had just experienced a tragic defeat, would certainly not take it lightly.
Everyone was ready to fight, but perhaps few people would have thought that the officers and soldiers would arrive so quickly.
Han Wu and others slowly moved forward. In front of a bush, Han Wuyi waved his hand to stop the brothers behind him.
He stretched out the simple knife in his hand and used the tip of the knife to pick apart a pile of weeds. The red blade of the animal trap was blue, and it looked like it was poisoned.
After avoiding this trap, the group continued to move forward. Suddenly Hu Yantong bent his bow and shot, and a lean young man fell from a tree in the distance.
"The den of thieves has arrived, clear away the grass and finish shooting the bow and arrow first!"
These soldiers of the Western Army have been fighting in the mountains and forests with the party members all year round, and are familiar with the current situation.
After pushing aside the grass, there was indeed a group of rebels waiting in the distance. Han Wu and others occupied a high position, and with their superb shooting skills and favorable location, they immediately shot a row of people to death.
Before they had time to be happy, behind them, countless sharpened bamboo rafts flew over.
Everyone rolled to avoid it and relied on tree trunks for cover. Even so, more than a dozen people died.
"Lean against the big tree and finish shooting the bow and arrow!"
The shooting skills of the Western Army are not bad, especially the elites selected by Tong Guan, and soon there was a cry in front of the cave.
The thieves below dispersed, and a group of leaders appeared. Han Wu pointed at the tallest one among them with bright eyes, and shouted: "The one in red is Fang La!"
His eyesight was very good, and he saw Fang La wearing a dragon robe outside the city of Hangzhou.
"Po Han Wu, we are shooting arrows to cover you. You kill one Fang La and behead the thief, and the rest is useless."
Han Wu led Hu Yantong and some twenty other soldiers, threw away their quivers, bows and arrows, and water bottles, and rushed down with their simple knives.
The remaining dozen or so people were specially selected to shoot at the archers on the opposite side. Li Tianrun, who could only move one arm, said with a ferocious smile: "Well done, dog officers and soldiers!"
He rushed out first and slashed with his sword. Hu Yantong raised his sword to block it. The two blades met and sparks flew out. Hu Yantong was hurt by the flying sparks. His eyes closed under the severe pain. Li Tianrun laughed and raised his sword to slash again.
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A cold arrow hit the warrior's throat without missing a beat. Hu Yantong screamed and stabbed him down with a knife.
"Protect King Ming and leave!"
Shi Bao shouted angrily, and with the remaining hundred people, he began to resist with flesh and blood. The impact of more than twenty people was no longer something they could withstand. The cooperation of these people on the opposite side was perfect, and their behavior was very orderly. They had experienced countless
Veterans of the battle formation cannot have such momentum.
Fang La pushed Fang Qifu away and said, "Take the child in the cave and go to Chuzhou to find Miao Lian."
"No, Prince Ming! Let's go together."
Fang La shook his head. If he followed, these people would definitely die.
But while they are here, they will not go anywhere. After all, their heads are worth more than all their brothers put together.
"You want to kill me Fang La, and he wants to kill me Fang La, then use your skills!" Only then did Fang La show his true colors as a ruthless man, holding up a big knife and charging into the crowd, killing him with just one blow.
Got an officer.
Han Shizhong opened his spear, abandoned his opponent, and charged towards him.
Fang La laughed loudly and said to the believers around him: "Qingxi Mountain gave birth to me Fang La, and today I also died here. He is my brother and will accompany Fang La in the final fight. We are still the same extravagant people who accompany us on the road to Huangquan."
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Shi Bao licked his lips and said with a smile: "Prince Ming, it will be worth it if you make a big fuss in this life!"
Han Wu sneered and said: "Rebels, don't be so arrogant."
Fang La stood up with a sword in his hand, deflected a few cold arrows, and said with a smile: "Zhao Guan'er of the Great Song Dynasty is just like this, but he also asked me from the countryside to break up the state and county and kill him happily."
Han Wu snorted, did not answer, and stepped forward with his knife.
Although the Mingjiao believers were brave and brave, they had no experience in forming formations. When they encountered the battle-scarred Western Army, they gradually became unable to hold on.
The archers in the distance ruthlessly harvested the lives of the rebels. Only seven or eight people from the Western Army died.
A cunning cold arrow shot at Fang La's back and shoulder. Shi Bao was blinded and stepped forward to block it. Hu Yantong seized the opportunity and cut Shi Bao in half with one knife.
Fang La roared angrily and stabbed a Song soldier with the handle of his broadsword. The broadsword turned and chopped off his head.
The Song army died immediately. Han Shizhong seized this opportunity, stepped forward and pierced Fang La's armor with a knife.
"King Ming!"
The burly body suddenly fell to the ground, and the remaining Ming Cultists all raised their knives to kill themselves without any hesitation.
In the autumn of the first year of Daguan, fifty people including Han Shizhong of the Shenwu Army entered Qingxi Cave.
The last twenty-three people survived and brought back Fang La's head.