After a moment, He Suizhao led everyone into the dark shadows. It was early summer, and the canopy of the tall trees had grown completely, blocking the sunlight outside, and it was already like twilight hanging low for 100 meters into the forest. The riders have dismounted and walked.

In addition to the sound of frightened birds flapping their wings, there was only the sound of people trampling on dead branches and leaves, and a few maidservants and maidservants were frightened and sobbed lowly.

"Who are those?" Mu Qing tugged on He Suizhao's sleeve and asked quietly, "The blades are messy, and the formation is not in order, not like a serious general. ”

"I'm a rogue who started an accident." He Suizhao replied, frowned and paused, and hesitated: "But it's not like an ordinary thief, who is so anxious, and judging from this number, there are no more than a thousand people...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid that it is the rogue who broke through the siege of Hejin and fled. ”

When the servant woman with sharp ears nearby heard He Suizhao's words at first glance, she couldn't help but cry out loud, and said vaguely: "How can this be born, how can this be born...... this is good" This cry, everyone around who heard her words cried in panic.

Mu Qing frowned and glanced around, the eldest grandson had probably stabilized his mind, and silently followed everyone forward, one hand on his waist, firmly holding her small glass bottle.

"Lady Eldest Sun...... Mrs. Eldest Sun? Mu Qing called her a few times before he heard it, and stopped to look back at her. If the lady can calm down, she might as well restrain the servants and maids, don't teach them to panic, crying loudly, and teach the forest to hear the sound of women and children outside, I am afraid that they will rush in without any scruples, and everyone will not be able to live at that time. ”

The eldest grandson nodded hurriedly, straightened his face, and stopped the crying crowd, "Don't be silent quickly!" If any of them could not control themselves and would be a burden to others, they had to abandon her first. Although the volume is not loud, and there are still two points of tremor in the voice, in the end, it is the lady who replaces Mrs. Dou's main family, and all the servants pressed down and cried one by one, but they couldn't help it for a while, and they also covered their mouths vigorously, and they didn't dare to make a sound again.

The sound outside the forest can be faintly heard, "At most, with a stick of incense, the thieves will be able to reach the edge of the forest." He Suizhao listened attentively for a while, and looked at Mu Qing solemnly.

"They ......" Mu Qing threw a glance at the lightly armored dead man, "How many people can one person stop?" ”

"Ordinary soldiers can reach three or five people, and those who are miscellaneous can be ten enemies." He Sui Zhao said.

"If one is ten, you can only block and kill five hundred. There are still five hundred invincible, and you are standing by the river, do you want them to die with you? Mu Qing said with a little annoyance.

"So what's the matter. I see that you have not yet entered the forest, and though you are not invincible, you can do it if you delay for a while until you run into the forest. He Suizhao looked right, and lowered his voice, "I am willing to die for you." Suddenly, joy appeared, "You urgently called me back, but I couldn't bear to see ......"

Mu Qing choked suddenly, and was urgent at the moment, unwilling to argue with him more, so he waved his hand impatiently to interrupt him, and asked hurriedly, "Is there a tripping rope?" ”

"Yes."

"Should the sulfur smoke be set on fire?"

"Yes."

"Fifty dead soldiers must have guaranteed ten thieves each, and I have my own way to cook the rest." Mu Qing said and glanced hurriedly in the direction of the forest, the rumbling sound of the horse's hooves on the ground seemed to be closer, and she anxiously pulled He Suizhao's robe, "Maybe it's accurate?" ”

He Suizhao turned to the more than fifty people, "Did you hear it?" ”

The dead soldiers did not reply, but gradually drew their long knives from their backs, tore off the hem of their robes one by one, calmly held the handle of the long knife in their hands, and wrapped the strip of cloth in their other hands around the hand holding the handle, until the handle of the knife was tightly tied to the palm of their hand.

Mu Qinglian nodded a few times, quickly named a few strong and calm ones from the domestic servants, ordered them to take tripping ropes, sulfur smoke and other things, and ran to the edge of the forest to lay down, and instructed the eldest grandson to lead the rest of the people to wait in the forest.

He Suizhao led more than 50 people to turn over and get on their horses again, and divided into two groups at the mouth of the dense forest, spreading out to the left and right sides, showing a tendency to envelop. The crossbowmen were divided into two teams, lined up, all sprinkled with smoke and salt on the arrowheads, smeared with a layer of fierce fire oil, and all of them were tense, hidden behind the thick trunks of trees, and were ready to fire their arrows and crossbows.

As soon as the forest was ready, the forest was quiet again, as if nothing had happened, and the startled birds returned to the canopy one after another, and only the occasional sound of a horse or two beating their noses made the hearts of the people tremble violently.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves outside the forest weakened almost at the same time, and the people outside the forest seemed to be hesitating whether to enter the forest. Mu Qing and He Suizhao rode together, sitting behind him and tugging on his leather belt, praying silently in his heart that the group of strongmen was afraid of traps, Wan Mo stepped into the forest, and unconsciously pinched a fine and dense layer of cold sweat in his palms.

"Don't be afraid. Even if you risk your life, I will keep you safe. He Suizhao twisted half of his body and said in a low voice.

Mu Qing shook off his hand, wiped his palm on his robe, glanced at him, and pouted, "Which one is afraid, which one wants you to fight for your life." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground outside the forest suddenly rose, and they were coming in the direction of the dense forest, and the birds in the canopy were startled again, and they fluttered their wings and flew into the sky together, squeaking and screaming. Mu Qing cursed in his heart, stupid man, don't go wrong and break into the dead trap!

"It's coming!" He Suizhao exhaled briefly, and everyone at the edge of the forest tightened their grip on what they were holding in their hands, staring at the direction of the forest. A few tripwires were firmly nailed to the thick trunk of the tree, and the crossbowmen had put their crossbows firmly at the end, and the few servants who had picked them out were all in their hands.

The horse's legs and hooves that rushed to the front round were already visible, Mu Qing couldn't help but grasp He Suizhao's leather belt tighter, stared at the position of pulling up the tripwire, estimated the pace of the horse that stepped into the forest first, and counted silently in his heart, one step, two steps, three steps...... No more, no less, counting to the original calculated sixth step, the horse neighed, knocked down, and shouted one after another.

"Blow the fire and light the fire!" Mu Qing shouted loudly to the servants and crossbowmen.

In a moment's time, there were flames in all directions, and every arrow was on fire, and the first team of crossbowmen stared steadily at the chaos of the men in front of them. He Suizhao took a large bow, and unfastened the bowstring to catch a burning hammer.

"See that leader?" Mu Qing said coldly behind him, "Shoot him first." ”

He Suizhao measured the distance, stretched the bowstring by two points, and stared at the thieves who were the leader. When the bandit leader saw that he had been ambushed by a tripping horse, he hurriedly reined in the reins of his horse, leaned over to look at the side, raised his arms and shouted, "There are no ropes on either side, go into the forest on both sides!" ”

It's really stupid and stupid to go into the forest even if you have already suffered a loss. Mu Qing gritted his teeth and said to He Suizhao: "Can you see it?" ”

He Suizhao nodded silently, and added full strength to his hand.

"Shoot the arrows!" She whispered.

A fire-filled hammer whistled out, and the flames of the arrows burned high in the wind, wrapped in a sharp whistling, piercing the darkness in the dense forest, and hitting the heart of the bandit, and the arrows with smoke and fire oil also ignited on his shirt at the moment when they passed through his heart, and I saw him curl up with his heart in his hands, and fell off his horse.

Dozens of fiery arrows followed the roaring arrows, and all of them hit the thieves, and in a moment a fire broke out among the thieves' soldiers and horses, and those who rolled on the ground screamed one after another, and brought the people who were nearby, and caused a flame. The rest of the thieves were suddenly ambushed, and they lost their ditches, and they inevitably became messy, and only then did they hear the bandit leader shouting to go into the forest on both sides, and they scattered to both sides in a daze.

He Suizhao threw away the big bow to the side, turned his hand and pulled out the long knife, turned his head to Mu Qing and said, "Hold on to me." Without saying more, the dead soldiers with the long knives wrapped tightly in their hands almost simultaneously urged the horses under their crotches and rushed forward, splashing blood everywhere where the knives fell.

Mu Qing looked at the situation at this time, it was hopeless for her to retreat to the Changsun clan first, if she led the thieves into their hiding place in the dense forest, I was afraid that no one would be spared, so she had to settle down, stabilize her body, firmly grasp He Suizhao, and rush into this bloody and vicious Shura field with them.

The splashed blood fell onto her robe, the wailing screams pierced into her ears, and her mind wandered out of the trance in a trance, and she recalled that year on the way out of the westward to Jincheng County, in the village inn, she met Li Jiancheng's personal entourage, chasing her to kill her, He Suizhao held her hand, and pierced the throat of the pro-entourage, which was also such a dirty blood spill, and the shape of the scene is now like a dream after a few years.

She tossed behind He Suizhao for a while, the horse under her crotch gradually calmed down, and the noise in her ears gradually faded, thinking that this slashing was almost over.

Looking over, the situation taught her to be all over, and the corpses lying on the ground were all different in appearance, some were angry, some were frightened, some were expressionless, and some were further on, and even more were shot by the fiery arrows, and the corpses were blackly charred and curled up, and there were a few bodies that were not very badly burned, and they could still see the hideous and terrifying faces.

She shuddered, exhaled from her chest and closed her eyes tightly.

"In this situation, don't look at it, so as not to be afraid." He Suizhao looked back at her closed eyes and comforted her.

Mu Qing still closed his eyes and muttered: "This scene is not the first time I have seen it, I have already dispelled my fear, but what makes people frightened is that this tragic situation all over the place was laid out by me, and the karma is ......heavy" A line of tears slipped out of her closed eyes, fell to the ground, mixed with the black and red sticky blood of the ground, and melted into the soil.

He Suizhao turned around from the right, raised his arm, and hesitantly stretched out his right hand, seeing her tears slide down, and finally did not dare to touch her cheek. After hesitating, two more tears slid down, she bit her lip tightly, her jaw trembled slightly uncontrollably, and she tried her best not to teach herself to cry.

He couldn't control himself anymore, and reached out his fingers to wipe the tears from her cheeks, and the warm tears fell on his index finger and thumb like a burn, and the pain reached the bottom of his heart.

But before his fingers had a chance to receive the second tear, Mu Qingyu opened his eyes, avoided his fingers to the side, raised his arm, and wiped away the remaining tears on the cuffs of his robe.