"Boss Bafengt, there are words on this statue!" said a thin horse thief, "as if it were a man's name!"

"Say!"

"Hajvi Yakel. ”

When Bafont heard the name, he seemed to be sure of something, and suddenly laughed and said, "Okay! It seems that the rumors are not false! This Hajvi Yakel is a hereditary baron, and the mayor of the town of Peace is married to this nobleman!"

......

By the time the thieves cautiously walked out of the square and into a garden area, it was already the middle of the night.

At this time, it was a time when people were sleepy and tired, and at this time, Bafengte grabbed a wine bag, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp.

This is what a northern man should do, and when the horse thieves behind him saw this, they also took out the wine bags that had been prepared one after another, and raised their heads and drank them.

The syrup flowed into the stomach and quickly diluted into the bloodstream, and soon, morale was boosted again.

After passing through this garden, there is the mayor's castle.

There must be treasure inside the castle!

It is said that every castle has a huge basement underneath, and the owner of the castle likes to put gold coins in huge iron chests and hide them in the basement.

I heard that there must be beautiful women in the castle, yes! Rich women are beautiful! There is no doubt about this.

Heard......

The fantasies in the heads of the horse thieves motivate them, as long as they break into the castle, those gold coins and beautiful women will be at their fingertips.

"There is no ambush in this garden!"

"Let's go! Rush over with Lao Tzu! Rush directly to the castle! The outer wall of the castle is only three or four meters high! Rush over and build a ladder directly for Lao Tzu! The brothers who go first can get double the gold coins! Whoever goes first will also get the ownership of the beautiful women in the castle!"

Money beauty is a man's ultimate dream, and who doesn't want it?

If you don't want it, you won't become a horse thief......

Daffodils, tulips, purple tulips, dazzling flowers, silk silver red, orchid bell su, manna lotus...... The flowers that the gardeners had been cultivating for years were suddenly ravaged by a storm, and horseshoe, leather boots, and knives became flower harvesters, and in a matter of moments, thousands of precious flowers were buried under the mud.

The horse thieves practiced the strategy of Lord Bafengte well, and the strong ones consciously built the human ladder below, while the agile ones stepped on their shoulders and climbed up in a few clicks.

Soon, the first wave of horse thieves climbed over the walls, then the second and third waves.

It wasn't until half of the horse thieves had entered that they stopped climbing over the wall, and the rest of the people just had to wait for them to open the thick door inlaid with dark iron.

From their skillful cooperation, it can be seen that this is a team with a lot of experience. If you don't grab ten or eight villages and towns, you can't have such a perfect proficiency at all!

Seven or eight breaths passed, but the waves of horse thieves who went in were silent.

What about the familiar shouts of killing?

What about the familiar howls?

What about the familiar cheers?

Why is there silence?

The horse thief outside the wall, you look at me, I look at you, and they all see a trace of doubt on the other party's face.

What's really going on inside?

"Two more groups of people go in!" Bafont ordered, "and when you go in, tell you loudly what is going on inside." ”

At this time, some people hesitated: "Boss, if you don't wait, they will open the door in a while, and we will ride in directly on war horses." ”

"Yes, Boss! We all went in, and the horses might have run away on their own, and there was no stake to tie ...... here."

Bafengte's face was gloomy, and his bulging eyes were red, only to see him pause for a moment with a battle axe, and said in a cold voice: "Listen to orders! Give Lao Tzu in! Grab gold and silver coins to buy a fucking hundred war horses!"

Some of the horse thieves swallowed a mouthful of spit and were still hesitating, but some of the horse thieves did not dare to disobey Bafengte, so they directly bit the scimitar in their mouths and began to climb upwards.

It turns out that every horse thief is a good climber, even those who are bloated, stepping on their horses, borrowing a little strength, also climbed over the wall.

"No, Boss! It's pitch black inside, and our people are gone!" The horse thieves who climbed over the wall did not jump down directly, but first looked at it, and then warned them: "Boss! There is an ambush inside, let's go quickly!" The horse thieves didn't know what they saw standing on the wall, and they jumped back one after another.

At this moment, the dark iron gate in the center of the castle wall slowly opened, and a group of soldiers wearing black iron armor poured out from inside!

"Don't be afraid! That's not the kingdom's army! They don't wear the kingdom's standard armor! Charge Lao Tzu! Hack them to death!"

The people who can stay with Bafont now are a group of elite outlaws, each of whom carries at least five or six human lives, and several of them have learned traditional martial arts and obtained samurai rank medals, and they are the elite of horse thieves.

They are not afraid of death, but as elites, they naturally have the consciousness of being elites, and they clearly feel a strong threat in those armored guys who pour out.

The threat was familiar, and later, when they saw the samurai medals on their armor, they all looked desperate.

"Boss! These people are all third-level samurai! Where are so many third-level samurai from Heping Town?" Seeing that all those samurai poured out, a cursory look showed that there were forty or fifty people!

And everyone wears a samurai medal of the 3rd degree on their chest!

"The medal may be fake! Even a small city can't get so many third-class samurai!" Bafengte picked up his tomahawk and urged: "Hack them to death for Lao Tzu! Fuck them! Those guys who just went in are really rubbish! When they were ambushed, they didn't even give a signal! Don't retreat! Whoever takes a step back, I will kill them!" Seeing someone retreating, Bafengte raised his tomahawk and spoke intimidatingly.

Is the boss crazy?

At this time, everyone finally realized that something was wrong with Bafengte!

Now the remaining group of people can be called the old backbone of the horse thief group, they know Bafonte's character very well, and they all know that there is a delicate heart under Bafonte's irascible appearance.

When did Bafont become so reckless?

Even if those people are not third-level warriors, they are all well-dressed in light armor!"What are you afraid of? We have thirty people here! And our own war horses! It only takes one charge to crush them!"

It is true that the combat effectiveness of the cavalry is stronger than that of double the infantry, but that is in the case of equal force!

If the other party is really a third-level samurai, plus thirty cavalry can't beat them!

Thinking of the horse thieves who climbed over the wall and went in before, they didn't even send a signal, and everyone almost counted it in their hearts!

These people are real third-class samurai!

"Hahahaha! Tomahawk Bafengte! It's really a good act!" At this time, Mayor Grace walked out from among the third-level samurai and laughed loudly: "Thank you Lord Bafengte for sending so many horse thief heads! With so many horse thief heads, I should be able to receive a noble title from the king hahahahaha!"

What the?

Did the Boss betray us?

The thieves looked at each other, and then, as if suddenly realizing something, turned their horses' heads to look at their boss.

No wonder the boss is so abnormal today!

So that's it!

"No, don't believe the man's provocation!" shouted one of the young horse thieves, still unwilling to accept this fact, "how could the boss betray us!"

At this time, he saw Bafengte drive his horse back two steps.

These two steps seem to explain it all.

"Boss...... You!" An old horse thief who had followed Bafont for five years burst into tears and slowly drew his saber.

"Brothers, I can't be blamed for that. Bafont rode on his war horse and smiled slightly: "If you want to blame, blame you for being too stupid!" Bafont said to Mayor Grace again: "Your Excellency, please fulfill your promise afterwards!"

Mayor Grace said loudly, "Ten thousand gold coins!