Five miles south of Xixiang Xiting, along the winding mountain road, there are not dense woods on both sides, but under the heavy shade of the trees, there is a chance for wild grass to grow wildly, and the half-human-high fluffy grass is enough to hide a tall and strong giant like Ma Yue.

Around the mountain road, there were more than forty men in strong suits, all of whom crouched under the fluffy grass without saying a word, only revealing a pair of eyes to look at the scene under the hundred-step mountain.

Ma Yue half-knelt in the middle of the weeds, and the cold, hard iron rod lay horizontally at his feet. Next to the iron rod, a crossbow lay quietly on the ground, wound. He was wounded in the shoulder, and he couldn't make a strong bow, but he wasn't worried, the men who were in ambush beside him had enough bows and five arrows to shoot Zu Lang into a sieve.

Time slipped away quietly in the wind, the squeak of the rolling axles came from the official road, and in the distance, Peng Shi, who was dressed as the leader of the caravan, came quickly with a fake caravan, and several men led the horses across the mountain road and hurried to the ambush circle, waving their hands and learning a few bird calls.

Ma Yue turned his head, and a few responses came from deep in the grass near him, and Peng's people were relieved.

The horses were dragged and hidden far away and tied under the trees, and the Shu brocade was unloaded from the caravan and put under the trees covered by weeds.

The caravan was pushed down and placed in two rows inside the ambush circle according to the expected position, and Peng Shi separated them ten paces to make a simple cover, on the one hand, to ensure that the stray arrows shot by his own people from the hillside would not hurt his own people, and on the other hand, to prevent Zu Lang from charging and engagement.

Twenty or so men dressed as caravan guards prepared the arrows and bows in the caravan in the middle of this, and Peng Shi drew his ring knife and stretched out his hand to sharpen the smooth back of the knife, his heart was a little nervous.

Although he had followed Gan Ning over the river and the sea, and had indeed done a few raids with fewer blows, he was still nervous. He didn't know how many people Zu Lang would bring to chase him, and he didn't know if his twenty or so brothers would be able to withstand Zu Lang's wave of charges.

Even if the layout was foolproof this time, as long as he didn't see how many people Zu Lang led over, he would never be able to settle down in his heart.

Not long after Peng Shi came over, the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping on the official road came again, Peng Shi's face was cold, he knew that Zu Lang was coming.

Hidden in the weeds halfway up the mountainside, Ma Yue lowered his body, took a deep breath and pressed it on his chest, and the five fingers of his left hand swiped through the cold body of the iron rod until it reached the angular tip. His face was expressionless, but his body was clearly excited to the extreme, the fluff on his arms stood up, and the mountain wind blew a spirit.

His blood was pouring into his brain.

As Zu Lang's footsteps got closer and closer, the flame in his heart burned more and more, but his mind became colder and colder.

On the only Chinese New Year's Eve that the simple-minded Heifu followed himself, this former commander of the cavalry of the Northern Army drank too much wine, and the appearance of silly music with the altar on his head Ma Yue could not forget, and he could not forget the day when he was robbed by Zulang, the lame Heifu rushed into the sea of people thirty times his size without hesitation, and shouted the sentence, "Lord Gong, leave me alone!" ”

What a smart man Liu Dalang was, when Ma Yue decided to give up resistance, he hid his spear and crossbow behind the caravan. When Ma Yue decided to divide life and death, he endured the pain of being stabbed off his shoulder and half of it was removed, and brought him an escape horse.

Thinking about it again, Ma Yue actually felt that Uncle Liu's last smile at him was extremely relieved.

Be angry, Haf.

Relieved, Uncle Liu.

My lord will avenge you today!

Through the gaps in the weeds, Ma Yue saw at a glance Zu Lang in the crowd surrounding Peng Shi, who was once the shame of the Han army now rubbing his fists like a real bandit and hooligan, raising his chin with a pretending to be arrogant, and with an evil smile on his face, he slowly approached Peng Shi and the others who were like a great enemy.

"Hey, where are you hiding my horse?" Zu Lang raised his hand and pointed to all the objects around him, and said angrily with his earthly mouth: "All the things here are not allowed to move, all the carriages, swords, silk, arrows, and silver coins are all mine!" As he spoke, Zu Lang raised his thumb and pointed at himself and said, "Zu Lang Grandpa, Uncle Zu, remove the armor of those who know each other, and Grandpa will let you live!" ”

Peng's lower body was obscured by the wooden planks of the caravan, Zu Lang's vision was obscured by both hands, and his hands were out of sight of Zu Lang, holding feather arrows in one hand and hanging a hard bow with the other, the arrows were already on the bow arm, but the bowstring had not yet been pulled. He looked around at the bandits who were slowly approaching around Zu Lang, some of these people were wearing leather armor, some were wearing cloth clothes, carrying inferior weapons to show off their might, listening to Zu Lang's chatter, if some of the bandits hadn't entered the ambush circle in front of him, Peng Shi would have torn off the bowstring and shot him with an arrow.

But half a hundred rabble, what are you doing here?

Zu Lang's people have approached Peng Shi thirty paces away, Ma Yue can really see through the weeds on the hillside, this Peng Shi is a real man with courage, he is now putting himself in danger, in order to let everyone in Zu Lang go into the ambush circle.

Ma Yue slowly took two steps forward, he was afraid that he was too far away, and the crossbow shot in his hand missed the bastard Zulang.

"Can't I hear you when I talk to you? Put down your weapons and stand aside with your armor off your armor! Zu Lang tilted his head, watching Peng Shi and the others indifferent and angry, he suddenly pulled out his saber and raised his arm and shouted: "Little ones! Let these stinky businessmen see our ...... Yes! ”

Peng Shi is also a bandit who is making waves on the Yangtze River, where can he hear Zu Lang chirping crookedly in front of him, seeing that these bandits are almost all in the encirclement, he doesn't care if he finishes speaking, he raises his strong bow and raises his hand towards Zu Lang is an arrow!

Before Zu Lang finished speaking, he saw the 'docile' Peng Shi suddenly lift out a strong bow drawn like a full moon from behind the wooden plank, and the feather arrow flew straight towards him with a 'whoosh', and there was no chance to react, only felt a pain in his chest, and the feather arrow was nailed to the leather armor, and the broken bronze armor saved his life, but the force brought out by the arrow cluster still hit Zu Lang screamed in surprise, and took two steps back in a row.

Zu Lang, who reacted, was about to shout, and saw that the leader of the caravan with a scar on his head had bent down and stretched his bow and arrows to aim at himself again, and he didn't have time to react, so he pulled an entourage next to him to block in front of him, and the thief had already been pierced through the chest by the arrow before he could figure out what was going on. ”

Needless to say, from the moment Peng Shi shot the first arrow, the caravan guards behind the caravan raised their bows and arrows and shot straight at the bandits, who still charged towards them with their large numbers.

Almost at the same time as Zu Lang shouted the order, dozens of arrows suddenly fell into the group of bandits on the hillside, and more than ten people were hit by arrows at this time, at this time, if Zu Lang could not see that he had been ambushed, he would have been a military commander in vain, and he would immediately command the bandits to retreat.

"Where is Zulang!"

Zu Lang just turned around, a roar seventy steps away on the mountain road, "whoosh" a machine bracket push, a foot of crossbow arrows shot out, right in Zu Lang's back, crossbow arrows and not arrows, without any suspense drilled through the armor and pierced into the flesh, Zu Lang staggered forward two steps, and when he turned around, he saw a scene that made his soul scatter.

On the mountain road, Scarface lost his crossbow and roared with an iron rod in one hand, and when he hit the bandits, a group of chickens and dogs jumped, and rushed straight towards him.

These days, when he thinks of this young man, his palms ache faintly, not to mention that this evil star is behind him now!