Zhongyang Town.

The night rain was pouring down.

The houses in this town are formed by a cross street, and the center is the ancestral home of the Huo family, 80% of this town are the descendants of the Huo family, and the ancestral home of the Huo family is naturally the most sacred place.

At this moment, there are dozens of young adults from Zhongyang Town gathered here.

"Patriarch, what's going on over there in the mountain temple?"

Orion Huo Shao was tall, had been hunting for many years, and there was a fierce aura on his body, and his brows furrowed.

"I've already asked the little third son to see it!" Huo Min, the third elder of Zhongyang Town, was holding a cane, and his face was not very good-looking: "I'm afraid that a thief has attacked this grain transportation team!" ”

"Who is so bold?"

"This is Wuyin's grain transport team, they really dare!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Patriarch, what should we do then?" Huo Shao pondered for a moment and asked.

"Two steps to help each other!"

The old man thought that more things were better than less, and he said in a deep voice: "We should not see, all retreat into the ancestral house, Xiao Shao, you take the people in the town and guard the door, as long as they don't step in, we should not see it!" ”

"Patriarch, I'm afraid you can't stand by and watch this matter!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a showman stood up and whispered to everyone.

"Why?" Patriarch Huo Min frowned.

He has more respect for this person, because this middle-aged man is the only scholar in Zhongyang Town, and he has also traveled abroad, and is the most knowledgeable person in the town, named Huo Yu, the word is Heng, Huo Yu said in a deep voice: "Patriarch, if something happens to the team of Wuyin to transport grain here, I am afraid that the above will inevitably blame it, and our town will suffer a catastrophe. If they send troops to kill us, we will not be able to resist it! ”

He paused and said: "In addition, there are few thieves here in our Zhongyang Mountain, and suddenly a group of thieves came, and they were so bold, since even the official grain team dared to intercept and kill, how could they let go of the people of our Zhongyang Town, once they strangled the grain transportation team, I am afraid they would do something to us!" ”

"Zhong Henggong is right!"

"Brother Huo Yu is a scholar, he must be right when he says this!"

"So what do we do now?"

"Isn't this just a flying disaster?"

"Hey, if you don't do anything this time, you'll suffer!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately panicked.

Even the old patriarch Huo Min frowned, he had to admit that he was thinking too simply, Huo Yu was right, I am afraid that this matter is already inseparable from Zhongyang Town.

"Big brother, what do you think we should do?"

Huo Shao raised his head and looked at Huo Yu, Huo Yu is his cousin, although it is not a close relationship, but every household in the village has some relationships, which is normal.

"We have two choices, either help the thief or help the official!"

Huo Yu stroked the beautiful hair on his chin behind him, and said: "If we help the thieves, maybe these thieves will let us go in the end if they think of righteousness, after all, as far as I know, the Yellow Turban Army hates the warriors, but they are quite reckless and righteous!" ”

"But from now on we are thieves!"

Huo Min, the patriarch of the Huo clan, poked the ground with his cane fiercely, and said coldly: "We, the descendants of the Huo family, would rather die than be a thief, and never disgrace our ancestors!" ”

"So we can only help the officer!"

Huo Yu nodded, agreed, and then spoke.

"But looking at this situation, it seems that there are not a few thieves who come to commit crimes, so I'm afraid that we will all be put in it!" One said.

"Little three!" Huo Yu looked at an emaciated hunter and asked.

"Big brother!" This Orion's name is Huo San, and he is the best and most astute archer among the Huo family's Orions.

"How many thieves are there?" Huo Yu asked.

"About five hundred!"

"Where's the grain delivery team?"

"Three or four hundred!"

"How's it going?"

"I saw it just now, the resistance of the mountain temple is fierce, and it is still fighting!"

"That means they haven't broken through the Mountain Temple yet!"

"Nope!"

"Then we still have a chance, at this time, they will attack the mountain temple, they will definitely not think that we will be involved, if we sneak attack their backs, and the officers and soldiers in the mountain temple should be together, it is possible to turn the situation around!"

Huo Yu is a reader, and the reader's thoughts are very responsive and he makes a quick deployment.

"Okay, just do what Huo Yu said, Xiao Shao, you go and gather Qingzhuang, bring all the guys who are hunting, for the sake of Zhongyang Town, we can work hard!" Although Huo Min is old, he also wants to be stable, but he knows the cruelty of the world, and the disaster is inevitable, and if he wants not to be affected, he can only take the initiative to attack, there are more than 100 households in Zhongyang Town, and dozens of hunters, but he can gather seventy or eighty people who can fight and fight.

"Yes!"

Huo Shao took the order, brought hunting knives and homemade bows and arrows, called on Orion, and some powerful young men to take the weapons they could use and head towards the mountain temple.

……

Mountain Temple.

"Kill!"

"Kill it, and leave no one behind."

“……”

"I'm fighting with you!"

"If you want to kill me, I'll kill you first!"

“……”

As the people fell one by one, the battle circle continued to shrink, and the continuous breakthrough of the Yellow Turban Army had suppressed everyone in the mountain temple.

"Taiping Storm Gun!"

Gong Chong's marksmanship exploded like a violent wind, coming towards Lei Hu's face.

"Tiger King Knife!"

Lei Hu uses a family knife method, and the knife is fierce.

The two fought against each other and fought non-stop.

After all, Lei Hu is lacking in skill, losing in the grade, and after a hundred moves, he began to have some strength.

"Huzi, I'm here to help you!"

Jin Jiu swept out, and the Taiping hook shot out, like silver electricity.

If it weren't for them as the main general to pull the main force of the Yellow Turban Army, I am afraid that the battle of the Mountain Temple has ended, even if they join, it is difficult to fight against these hundreds of elite Yellow Turban soldiers, after all, these Yellow Turban Army are Gong Du's personal guards, and there are also several second-rate generals who have internal strength.

"Taiping Hook?"

Gong Chong's pupils changed: "You are the Taiping Divine Guard?" ”

"Slash!" Lei Hu seized the opportunity and slashed with a counter-knife.

"You guessed it!" Jin Jiu slammed into it.

The two joined forces, and Gong Chong was out of breath all of a sudden.

And at this time, in the battle circle on the east side of the mountain temple, Mu Jing struggled to resist the attack of the Yellow Turban General Fang Hao, his cultivation was in the stage of building the foundation of his physique, facing a second-rate general, it was really a little difficult, he couldn't make ten moves, he was already scarred, and the young man in the martial arts hall around him was also killed and injured countless times.

"Die!" Fang Hao shouted, and the long knife slashed, wanting to cut Mu Jing into two pieces.

"Am I going to die before I get out of school!"

Mu Jing's heart was cold, his hands were soft, and he was powerless to block this.

"Block!"

The streamer flickered, the shadow leaped, and a thin sword blocked the sword.

"Zhang Ning?"

Mu Jing raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed, looking at the young man standing in front of him like a god, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a little.

Beauty saves the hero?

No!

Those who can be saved by beauties are bears, and heroes must save beauty.

Why am I a bear?

No way!

"Another one!" Fang Hao sneered: "Give me death!" ”

"Your opponent is me!"

Zhou Hong's Taiping hook shot, he is the peak of internal strength, like a fierce tiger and a violent bear, as soon as he makes a move, he is thunderous.

"Taiping hook? Who are you? ”

Fang Hao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly blocked, but as soon as he fought, he found that the person on the other side was even stronger than himself, and the weapon he used was actually the Taiping Hook, a weapon unique to the Taiping Divine Guard.

"The man who killed you!"

Zhou Hong shot mercilessly, like a strong wind, like a torrential rain!

"Are you alright?" Zhang Ning gently helped Mu Jing up.

"Looks like I'm going to hurt you this time!"

Mu Jing was coughing up blood and smiled slightly bitterly.

"Capture the thief and capture the king!" Zhang Ning's face was serious, he pointed to Fang Hao in front of him, and said, "As long as we kill their main general, there is still a chance to turn the tables, at least we can escape while they are leaderless!" ”

"You're right!"

Mu Jing cheered up, holding the long sword in his hand: "Kill!" ”

"Streamer!"

Zhang Ning's archery is very delicate, the speed is like a god, and between the flashes, it is like a streamer haunting.

Zhou Hong had already restrained Fang Hao, and he and Zhang Ning approached left and right, leaving Fang Hao powerless to resist at once.

"Damn it!"

Fang Hao was in pain, remorseful, and wanted to quit the battle circle, but it was too late.

And at this moment, a terrible voice cried out.

"Ahh

This poignant voice came from Gong Chong.

In the face of the joint attack of Lei Hu and Jin Jiu, he couldn't resist it for a while, and he was actually cut off by Lei Hu's knife, blood splashed three feet, and the whole person fell to the ground and wailed.

"My arm!"

Gong Chong's terrible cry resounded in the Mountain Temple: "I'm going to kill you, kill you!" ”

"Shaoqu Shuai!"

When a few yellow turban generals saw it, they immediately panicked.

"Shaoqu Shuai, you are looking for death!" Fang Hao went berserk.

"Die!"

Zhang Ning's sword fell silent, directly penetrating Fang Hao's heart.

"That's how I died!"

Fang Hao's pupils began to gradually lose color, and he looked at the indescribable young man in front of him with a face like a crown of jade, and his delicate demeanor was a little disbelievable......

"General Fang is dead?"

"Shaoqu Shuai is also dead?"

The Yellow Turban soldiers were suddenly in turmoil, and they shouted one by one.

"Get out!"

Mu Jing immediately made a decision, although he beheaded the two main generals, but more than half of their people had died, and the county soldiers had also died a lot, and the thief army had at least three or four hundred soldiers, and they were too few to stand up to these wolves.

"Get out!"

Lei Hu also screamed suddenly.

And at this moment, outside the battlefield, in the hazy rain, there were bursts of rapid footsteps.

"Kill!"

Nearly 100 young men and women came in from the back of the Yellow Turban Army, the first one was as fierce as a tiger, when he began to charge, he shot one arrow at a time, and after rushing in, he opened the bow left and right with two knives, as if harvesting, and constantly killed the Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

These hunters took out the ferocity of hunting, like a sword blade, and slaughtered the Yellow Turban Army in pieces.

"What's going on?"

Someone whispered.

"There are reinforcements!" Lei Hu and the others were also in a trance.

"No matter, kill me!"

Mu Jing quickly changed his strategy, shouted, and shouted angrily at the remaining Yellow Turban Army: "For the sake of our lost brothers, kill them!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The polar regions rebounded, and the people who survived after the battles, whether they were the people or the county soldiers, were full of this evil spirit, and they began to fight frantically.

"We're done!"

"Run!"

The last of the Yellow Turbans collapsed and began to flee in all directions......

……

It's dawn!

The rain has stopped!

This sudden battle in Zhongyang Town is also over!