The old man with a broken arm heard their conversation and was shocked when he came up to ask.
"To be honest with you guys, I am a member of the Imperial Guard of the Emperor of Heaven. I have just arrived in Sichuan from eastern Zhejiang. This time I went to Hanzhong on official business. Unexpectedly, I encountered a group of thugs who wanted to eat people. How could I turn a blind eye.
"
"You really want to go?"
The old man kindly persuaded, "There are fifty of them. I have been a prisoner among the Yellow Thief before, so I know that this is a small group of people. There are only four of you. You can't beat four hands with two fists."
Zhang Dapeng was full of confidence, "We will attack at night, even if there are only four people, we will not be afraid."
More than a dozen Sichuan people were all disabled, missing arms, noses, eyes, and ears. They had all been tortured by yellow thieves and had always been afraid of yellow thieves. But now they heard about this man who had just shared their food.
He said that he was the emperor's bodyguard and wanted to kill local tyrants, and he was filled with admiration in his heart.
"The old man's name is Zhao Xian. Half of his body is about to be buried. The whole family was killed by the thugs and thieves. You kill the thugs and take me with you." The old man with a broken arm said through gritted teeth, "Although I only have one child left.
Even though I only have one hand, I can still kill thieves." As he spoke, the old man mentioned a She knife he carried.
The She knife is simple and crude. It is a daily use weapon among the people. In the rivers, gorges and mountains, the knife is used for cutting mountains and farming. The short handle is called the She knife and can be worn with trousers. If it is equipped with a long handle, it is a simple knife.
The short-handled one hung on the waist is a commonly used hatchet among the people.
When the old man fled from Sichuan, he only had this hand-proof weapon, which could both open the way and protect him.
"Killing thieves and suppressing bandits is the responsibility of us soldiers. Old man, you are just ordinary people and you have disabilities. Please wait here for news."
But the old man took off the knife and said, "Although I only have one hand left, I can still cut people. Please take us with you."
Several other disabled old men also stood up and expressed their willingness to go with them to kill the thieves.
"Those rioters are not human beings at all. Many Sichuan people have died at their hands. We all have a blood feud with them. Today, several military lords are going to suppress bandits and kill thieves, and we will go with them."
Without Zhang Dapeng and the others, they would have definitely stayed away, but now that there were strong men and warriors taking the lead, they all mustered up their courage.
Even several disabled women in the team had to go with them.
They also have a deep hatred for the local bullies.
The local gangsters have been causing trouble in Beichuan and Dongheng for more than ten years. They have robbed many people and caused harm to many places. When they were weak at first, they only engaged in robberies and kidnappings. But in recent years, they have
Already known as more than 100,000 people, they dare to attack the city and seize it. They even directly plunder and eat people when money and food are becoming more and more difficult to grab.
In comparison, the officers and soldiers only forcefully levy and share the food, but it is better than directly kidnapping people and sharing their food.
After some discussion, Zhang Dapeng saw that everyone was filled with indignation and wanted to kill the thief for revenge, so he finally had to agree.
"Since you want to go kill the thief together, that's fine, but there's one thing. You have to obey my command."
The night is vast.
Zhang Dapeng quickly made arrangements. Yang Wei and Ma Liang were still in the vanguard, and he led five Sichuan people who looked stronger to follow. Liu Chengzu followed up with the remaining weaker Sichuan people.
They walked carefully in the mountains under the night.
It was freezing cold in spring in the mountains, but everyone held their breath and cautiously groped forward.
There are a few dim stars in the sky, and the crescent moon is half hidden behind the clouds.
The sound of wolves howling came from the mountains.
They followed Yang Wei and Ma Liang and quietly walked all the way to the camp of the yellow bandits. In the distance, there was a smell of meat in the wind.
Zhang Dapeng's expression changed drastically, "Are these damn pornographic thieves already cooking human flesh?"
"Maybe."
"hurry up."
Zhang Dapeng quickened his pace and soon came to the stream at the foot of the mountain against the wind. He saw a bonfire in the distance.
There were several tents standing by the stream, and someone was talking.
In the silent night, the sound of words carried far away in the wind, and Zhang Dapeng could hear their wanton laughter.
There were also some cries for mercy mixed in the wind.
The one-armed old man whispered to the side, "Those who laugh wantonly have a northern Shaanxi accent, and those who cry and beg for mercy have a northern Sichuan accent. They must be thieves who want to eat the Sichuan people."
After confirming this, Zhang Dapeng became increasingly angry.
How can humans eat humans?
Even the Manchu Tatars are not so vicious.
These damn guys.
He took off his bow, took out the arrows from his quiver, and gestured to Yang Wei, Ma Liang, and Liu Chengzu. They were the only four officers and soldiers here, and they were all guards of the Sichuan-Shaanxi camp.
"Go over first, get closer, use arrows and knives, be as careful as possible, and finally use firearms."
The four of them all carried bows, arrows, knives, and firecrackers, but with four against fifty, Zhang Dapeng planned to sneak up close and kill a few first.
After carefully observing from a distance for a while, Zhang Dapeng found that these yellow thieves were very crazy.
This group of thieves camped by the stream. They only set up a few tents and lit a few fires. They had no defense at all, no fences or horses to keep out, let alone anything else.
But Zhang Dapeng was still observing carefully.
He is already a veteran who has experienced many battles, and he will not underestimate the enemy.
Finally, he found the enemy's sentinel. There was one upstream and downstream of the camp stream, hidden in the dark, huddled under the tree. It was indeed difficult to spot without looking carefully, but these two people obviously didn't pay much attention.
He made gestures with Yang Wei, indicating that the four of them should be divided into two teams, and they should go over first and deal with the two sentinels.
Zhang Dapeng touched it carefully.
When the sentry approached, the other party seemed to notice something.
"who?"
"Third brother, I thought you were asleep. The fish is cooked and I'll put a bowl in for you."
A figure walked over.
Someone also walked out of the shadow under the tree, "I thought you had forgotten me while drinking fish soup. Damn it, spring has started early, but it's still so cold."
"Hurry up and eat it while it's hot. This fish soup is good."
“It smells so good.”
"It's a pity that we didn't catch many fish. We all drank a bowl of fish soup together first, and then we slaughtered a few people and roasted them for dinner."
"I'm tired of eating human flesh every day, so why can't I catch more fish?"
"It's not that easy to catch. The water is also cold and we don't have a net. It's good to get these few."
They kept talking to each other.
At this time, Zhang Dapeng and Liu Chengzu had quietly approached. Zhang Dapeng was holding a powerful bow, as was Liu Chengzu.
Dapeng gestured to him
After Liu Chengzu nodded to indicate that he had received it, Dapeng tightened his bow string a few steps away and shot an arrow at him. Liu Chengzu on the other side also shot an arrow.
The two arrows were shot almost at the same time.
The bowstrings sounded, and the sharp arrows shot through the air.
The two thieves were alert and turned to watch.
But it was already too late.
The two arrows hit their respective targets.
The bowl of fragrant fish soup fell from the thief's hand and hit the ground. It made a sound, but it was mostly covered up by the wind.
The two thieves grunted and fell to the ground after being hit by arrows.
The distance was very close, and both arrows hit the vital points directly, leaving them no chance to dodge or shout.
The two fell to the ground.
Zhang Dapeng and Liu Chengzu approached him carefully. They both used their knives to wipe the neck of the fallen criminal. After mending the knives, they quickly searched the body again.
Ma Liang and Yang Wei on the other side also successfully dealt with the sentry who was still huddled and dozing in the cold wind.
The three thieves were solved quietly and it started smoothly. Everyone was very happy.
He quickly adjusted his breathing.
They retracted their arrows and continued to explore the camp.
Four arrows were shot out, and the four thieves fell to the ground.
When one of the thieves was hit by an arrow and fell down, he knocked over a bucket next to him and made a noise.
"what happened?"
Someone asked and came over.
Zhang Dapeng aimed an arrow at that person.
"ah!"
A scream resounded through the camp, but the arrow failed to kill him. He covered his wound and screamed and ran away.
The camp was shocked.
Seeing that the sneak attack had been discovered, Zhang Dapeng simply pulled out the Qi Dao from his waist. With the Qi Dao, which was 1.5 meters long, in his hand, Zhang Dapeng shouted, "Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live the emperor!"
Then he pounced on the thief like a tiger descending from a mountain.
Yang Wei also pulled out his Qidao from his waist and rushed toward the thief with a shout of "Long Live Long Live."
Liu Chengzu and Ma Liang, who were from Shizhu Qin Liangyu's white-poled soldiers, took off the white-poled guns they were carrying, gripped their spears, and charged after them.
Qi's sword cuts through the sky like a white sword.
Zhang Dapeng is tall and powerful, and with this Qi Dao in his hand, he is even more powerful, swift and mighty.
A thief hurriedly drew his sword to fight.
However, Zhang Dapeng had already jumped up in the air and slashed with his sword.
The sharp Qi Dao is an imperial-style knife made by the Zhoushan Knife Factory. The shape of this knife is the Qi Jiguang's Qi Jiguang imitation of the Japanese knife. It is also called a long knife. It is the knife equipped by the Qi Army to the musketeers.
This kind of knife is sharper than ordinary knives, especially longer, with a total length of 1.5 meters.
The knife can be held alone or with both hands.
The Qi knives made by Zhoushan Knife Factory are full of materials and well-made. They are made with tools with excellent technology and strict inspection standards. Each knife is a high-quality product.
The thief hurriedly drew his sword to meet him.
Qi Dao slashed down with a sharp sound.
Cut it down with one knife.
Gold and iron mingle.
Qi Dao cut off the waist knife of the yellow thief and cut off his Tianling Cap.
He succeeded with one sword and killed one person.
Zhang Dapeng quickly put away his knife and rushed towards the other thief.
With a sweeping sweep of the knife, the thief couldn't react in time. A large gash had been cut into his waist and abdomen, his intestines had flowed out, and blood splattered everywhere.
Zhang Dapeng drew his sword and rushed to the next one.
At this time, Zhang Xian and other old men with broken arms also rushed up with She knives. Full of anger and hatred, they followed the unstoppable Zhang Dapeng and the four of them and beat up the drowned dog.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"
Dapeng made another jump slash, cutting down a tall and lanky boy who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. When the boy fell, his eyes were wide open, and the knife in his hand was raised high, but he could not
Cut down.
There was a moment of confusion in my heart.
But soon Dapeng regained his consciousness, and he remembered that these people in front of him were all evil thieves. Zhang Xian said that he had personally seen young thieves among the yellow thieves, who also took pleasure in killing people.
No adulterer is innocent, not even a teenager.
Zhang Dapeng and Yang Wei were like tigers going down the mountain, unstoppable. Even the disabled old Sichuan men were very ferocious, and their screams echoed by the stream.
a long time.
Quietness returned to the streamside.
The wind was filled with the smell of blood, and all fifty yellow thieves had been killed by them.
On the tree next to them, a family of eight people were kidnapped. They were stunned and stunned, unable to speak a word.
