It's another morning, and there's a light snow in the sky.

On a street in the south of the city, which was almost in ruins, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, draped in a plain white wide clothes, curled up behind the ruins of the broken wall, his immature face, a pair of eyes with a pair of eyes of interest and hatred, peeking at the other end of the street.

"Click-"

With the sound of crackling, at the other end of the alley, a group of rebel patrol guards appeared stepping on the snow, and I saw him carefully holding his shield, and his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, obviously guarding against something.

"There has been!"

The little boy said a secret sentence in his heart, took an old crossbow machine from his side, loaded the crossbow with his immature hands, and immediately aimed at the group of rebel patrolmen silently.

On the old crossbow machine, in the position of the handle, there were two green scarves, one belonging to his father and the other to his brother.

『…… Bless me.'"

Secretly praying, the little boy let out a long breath and quietly aimed at one of the rebel soldiers.

Instantly, he pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh-"

A sharp arrow shot out like lightning, and only a scream was heard, and a rebel soldier in the distance clutched his neck in pain.

"Hit!"

The little boy clenched his fists excitedly, and there was no fear of taking someone else's life in his eyes, only the pleasure of revenge.

"Crossbowman!"

"There are crossbowmen!"

Because of the sneak attack on the robe, the rebel soldiers panicked, raised their shields and looked around in panic, scolding the damn guy who released the cold arrow.

Yes, this battle has been fought to this day, and the most feared by the rebel soldiers is not actually those black tiger thieves with black scarves on their heads, but Kunyang crossbowmen who are hiding in various places in the city and firing cold arrows.

Unlike the rebels' formed crossbowmen, Kunyang's crossbowmen were mostly sent out in twos and threes, or even alone, hiding in the ruins of the city that had been damaged by the war, waiting for an opportunity to snipe every enemy that appeared in their eyes.

These Kunyang crossbowmen, who are called 'despicable crossbowmen' by the rebels, are very complex, some are black tiger thieves, some are county soldiers, some are brotherhood militia, and even the ordinary people of Kunyang.

The last part of the ordinary people, most of them are 'father died and son attacked', 'brother died brother attacked', just like this little boy, his father and brother died as a county army crossbowman, Rao is county army is not good to take back the old crossbow machine, only acquiesced to the little boy to keep it as a memorial.

Similar things are not uncommon in the city.

If a woman or even a child is seen in Kunyang City with a crossbow, there is no doubt that they must be qualified to have such a weapon, because it must have been their family members who paid the sacrifice.

"There it is!"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed rebel sergeant pointed to the broken wall where the boy was hiding.

"It's a little cub...... Kill him! ”

“…… Darn! ”

For a moment, the dozen or so rebel soldiers immediately chased after them.

At this time, the little boy was secretly rejoicing, who would have thought that the rebel soldiers thirty or forty paces away from him had discovered him.

His face turned pale with fright, and he grabbed the quiver on the ground beside him, put it on his shoulder, and turned around and fled with the crossbow in his arms.

Also, he was just a child, and although he could shoot the enemy who killed his father and brother with a weapon like a crossbow, how could he beat a dozen fierce rebel soldiers?

He fled into an alley in a panic and ran for his life.

Behind him, the dozen or so rebel soldiers cursed angrily and chased after him.

"Who, who's going to save me?"

The little boy prayed out of fear and ran out of the alley into another ruined street.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Because on this street, on the ruins of those broken tables, chairs, and broken beds, there are more than a dozen men, who are covered with blood-stained bandages on their hands and legs, and have many scars on their faces, and are holding a rice ball and gnawing on it at this moment.

Probably heard the movement, and the moment the little boy ran out of the alley, the dozen or so fierce men raised their heads in unison, their eyes as fierce as wolves.

But the little boy was not afraid, on the contrary, his face was full of joy, because he saw that these dozen fierce men were all wrapped in black scarves on their heads. - They're Black Tiger Thieves!

He shouted for help: "Uncle, there are rebels chasing me!" ”

“……”

One of the black tiger thieves pointed behind him.

The little boy suddenly realized, and hurriedly ran behind the dozen or so black tiger thieves, and hid uneasily.

At that moment, the group of rebel soldiers rushed out of the alley in a rage.

"That little cub ......"

"I have to kill him, I can't ......"

"People...... Belch? ”

The gang was scolding, and suddenly they saw a dozen men wrapped in black turbans.

"Black Turban Thief ......"

Goo –

The rebel commander at the head swallowed his saliva, his head sweated, and his expression was nervous, and he and the soldiers behind him invariably stepped back half a step.

The rebel captain didn't fail to see that the little bastard who shot his pawn was hiding behind the group, the problem was that the group ......

That's the toughest black scarf pawn in Kunyang's stroke!

Noticing that two of the black-turbaned soldiers were biting on the rice balls and looking at them with unkind expressions, the rebels twitched out of the corners of their eyes.

'Disturbing your meal, can you just pretend that you haven't bumped into it?' ’

The rebel commander wanted to say this, but he didn't dare, after all, he dared to say this, and the military discipline of the righteous master would not let him go.

The only thing he could do was to slowly retreat with the soldiers behind him.

However, he was still a step too late.

At this moment, on top of a pile of snow-covered ruins, a black tiger thief was squatting there, looking at a small cloth bag in his hand with a warm gaze that did not match his face at all.

He sniffed lightly, carefully tucked it into his arms, and in an instant, as he turned his head to look at the rebel soldiers, his complexion changed from his original 'awkward gentleness' to a fierce look.

"Bang."

He jumped down from the pile of rubble, drew his sword, and threw it away.

This seemed to be a signal, and the black tiger thieves from the side immediately stood up one after another.

"Kill them all!"

He, the Black Tiger Thief Brigade Wolf Governor Bai Hao Shun, his eyes flashed with a wolf-like ferocious glow, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"I can't hide from it!"

The rebel commander also realized something, gritted his teeth and ordered, "...... Kill them! ”

There was a clanging sound, and in the blink of an eye, nine of the dozen or so rebel soldiers were killed by Hao Shun and the black tiger thieves, and only two fled in a hurry.

Before the last rebel soldier could breathe, Hao Shun grabbed the poor worm's hair, and in the other party's crying and pleading, he stabbed the sword in his hand into the opponent's throat without blinking.

"Woohoo."

Several Black Tiger Thieves raised their arms in cheer, echoing their boss's cruel behavior.

"Woo-"

Kicking the corpse in front of him down, Hao Shun learned to howl with a sword.

He became more and more fond of learning wolf howl after killing people.

In the distance, a group of rebel soldiers hurriedly arrived, and saw Hao Shun and these guys wearing black scarves from a distance.

After glancing at each other, the group of rebel soldiers quietly backed away, behind the ruins.

"That's amazing! It's amazing!'

The little boy had witnessed the fight with his own eyes, and instead of being afraid, he looked at Hao Shun's group with longing on his face, looking at their iconic black scarves.

At the same time, on a distant street, Liu Bi, the commander of Kunyang County, was loudly encouraging the people who did not have a house to live in.

“…… Believe in Leader Zhou, believe in the county government, the suffering that I can suffer in Kunyang will not last long......"

As soon as he said this, he was interrupted by a wolf howl in the distance.

He glanced back with some displeasure in the direction from which the howl had come from, for it had 'robbed' his audience.

But isn't it, whether it is the old man who is wrapped in clothes and huddled under the straw hut to listen to his encouragement, or the women who carry the grain, they all turn their heads and smile happily when they hear the wolf howl.

Meanwhile, on another street, a Nanyang pawn who had lost his right arm was training a dozen Brotherhood militiamen in an open area of the street.

After hearing the wolf howl, the Nanyang pawn involuntarily raised his left hand and touched the broken arm on his right shoulder, with a complicated look of envy and regret in his eyes.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the subjects of his training, he saw that the militiamen were also looking longingly in the direction where the wolf howl came from.

"Keep practicing!" Nanyang, who was the instructor, shouted sternly.

At the same time, on another street, a few children of four or five years old, under the scolding of the adults in the neighborhood, ran down the street without any worries, and when they heard the wolf howl, they also laughed and imitated, jumping and whining.

At the same time, on the South Street, Jiangxia Yishi Qu Shuai Chen Miao also frowned, looked in the direction where the wolf howl came from, and immediately looked at the black tiger thief leader with a tiger stripe mask on the opposite side with a calm face, and said in a deep voice: "Leader Zhou, Chen thought that this was the stage of peace talks, but your soldiers were still killing the soldiers of my righteous master at this moment......"

"No, it's not a peace talk." Zhao Yu shook his head and said: "Zhou has been appointed as the lieutenant of Kunyang County by Li County of my Yingchuan County, as an official member, Zhou will not negotiate peace with any of the anti-thieves, and my Kunyang and your army are only temporarily suspended...... At present, the two of us have not yet reached an agreement, and the agreement of a 'truce' does not exist, which means that it is still a state of war, and I do not think that my soldiers in Kunyang are at fault for killing the soldiers of your army. …… If you want to change this, please get to the point as soon as possible. Don't look at Zhou like this, I'm also very busy. ”

“……”

Chen Miao glanced at Zhao Yu deeply, and nodded with displeasure: "Okay." ”

He glanced at Guan Shuo, and said to Zhao Yu in a deep voice: "Regarding the request made by Chief Zhou yesterday evening, Guan Shuai and I discussed it, which is generally acceptable, but it needs to be changed, after all, my righteous teacher does not have so many quilts and winter clothes......

Zhao Yu's bare eyes outside the mask flashed slightly, and he asked, "Your army...... How much can be delivered? ”

"My volunteer teacher is in the barracks to the south, and there are a thousand quilts and three thousand winter clothes! can be delivered in its entirety to you...... Within two days. ”

As he was talking, Chen Miao shook his head when he saw Zhao Yu, and immediately said: "I hope that Leader Zhou will accept it when he sees it, if he doesn't have it, even if Leader Zhou persecuts it again, my righteous teacher will not be able to change it." …… As long as the leader of Zhou nodded, he could get at least a thousand quilts and three thousand winter clothes. ”

“……”

After taking a few deep glances at Chen Miao, and then glancing at Guan Shuo who was sitting next to Chen Miao, Zhao Yu groaned for a while, and finally nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Chen Miao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It seems that I am waiting for an agreement?" …… Chen Miao sincerely hopes that the two sides will make a truce and never be enemies again. ”

"Zhou hopes so." Zhao Yu smiled and nodded.

『…… Hmph, you want to stabilize me with those things? I guess they're going to run away tonight, so I'll have to inform Na Yang Ding."

He nodded in agreement with Chen Miao's words and thought to himself.