At this time, on the other side, the battle has just begun.

But as soon as they made contact, those Yellow Turban thieves collapsed at the touch of a button, turned around and fled desperately into the distance.

These Yellow Turban thieves, they are not regular troops, they are just a plate of scattered sand, and the rangers are scattered.

When they fight on the battlefield, they will only fight with the wind, and if they win, they will rush to it. But as soon as they see that something is wrong, they will scatter and flee.

Therefore, when those Yellow Turban thieves followed Li Damu and rushed towards the villager self-defense forces, their attention was not to think about how to defeat and kill these villager self-defense forces. Instead, they will secretly stare at Li Da's purpose.

At the beginning, when they saw that Li Damu in front of them almost killed Liu Xian with a knife, they were indeed in good spirits.

But then, Li Damu not only couldn't kill Liu Xian, but was beaten by Liu Xian's attack like a retreat without resistance. This made them start to beat the drums in their hearts. After all, the queue of the villagers' self-defense forces was neat and full of spears, which made them feel an invisible pressure and a little frightened in their hearts. In this way, the speed of rushing forward is slowed down.

They are all waiting for Li Damu, waiting for Li Damu to counterattack, waiting for Li Damu to kill Liu Xian, and then first enter the ranks of the villagers' self-defense forces, and then they will really rush up and kill the ranks of the self-defense forces.

They've always been like this, and when they come into battle, they always look at their leader first. If the leader can defeat the other party, they will be demoralized and will move forward bravely. But the leaders are defeated, and they have only one thought, the enemy is too strong, they can't fight, flee!

This is also a norm for the Yellow Turbans.

Here, they have just come into contact with the villagers' self-defense forces. They were horrified to see their leader, the powerful Yellow Turban Qu Shuai in their minds, actually knocked down and fell straight to the ground. Doesn't this mean that the enemy is stronger?

The powerful Li Damu has been killed, where do they dare to fight again?

To be honest, without Li Damu, they really don't have the confidence to kill themselves in the villagers' self-defense forces.

It will be the courage of soldiers, and for them the Yellow Turban Army, this situation is even more obvious. Even their generals were defeated and killed, and their courage was lost.

"Qu Shuai has been defeated!"

"Qu Shuai is dead, escape!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then coaxed, these yellow turban thieves immediately hugged their heads and fled in all directions.

"Chase! You can't let them escape, not a single one of them! ”

Liu Xian sat up and gave orders to the members of the villagers' self-defense force.

"Chase, kill!"

"Rush!"

The villagers' self-defense forces did not hesitate and chased them out with knives and guns.

Liu Xian didn't chase after him, he had no strength at all at this time, so he could only sit up reluctantly, panting heavily.

Let the Villager Self-Defense Force chase after him, because he just wants these members of the Villager Self-Defense Force to see blood.

In addition, Liu Xian sent out a lot of villagers around Liulin Village. Now let these Yellow Turban thieves flee like this, once they meet the villagers who are staring around, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, it is necessary to hunt down these Yellow Turban thieves, even if they can't kill them all in the end, at least they can be driven out of the range of Liulin Village. As for what the poor Kou Mo chased, Liu Xian didn't think much about it.

"Young master, young master! You—you're scared to death the old slave. Zheng Bo walked to Liu Xian's side at this time, squatted down to check Liu Xian's injuries: "You can't do this in the future." This Li Damu, it is estimated that he is almost at the realm of bone training, and the old slave is not his opponent, with the current strength of the young master, it is difficult to really hurt him, but he can actually kill him......"

"Uncle Zheng, you also saw it today, our situation is not optimistic, we didn't expect that there was actually a Yellow Turban Qu Shuai among the dozen or so Yellow Turban thieves. We have to do this to kill Li Damu, otherwise we will lose a lot. ”

"Yes...... Young master, how did you do it? can actually stick to Li Damu to attack all the time. It seems that Li Damu doesn't have the power to fight back. Zheng Feng saw that Liu Xian was not too seriously injured, so he couldn't help but put his mind at ease and expressed the doubts in his heart.

"Uncle Zheng, I said that during my illness, I dreamed of a god man and taught me some melee kung fu, do you believe it?" Liu Xian saw that Uncle Zheng still found some information, so he had no choice but to say.

"Faith! The old slave knew early on that the young master was not an ordinary person. Zheng Feng nodded very seriously and said: "When the young master was born, he was born abnormally, and he must not be an ordinary person. The appearance of a god and a man dreaming and teaching the young master can only show that the young master is indeed the person of destiny, which shows that this Han Jiangshan should be the young master's ......"

"Uh......"

Liu Xian actually just said it so casually, but he didn't expect Zheng Feng to nod seriously and say that he believed it.

Still, it's fine.

In fact, these days, Liu Xian has done a lot of things that are inconsistent with his age. Outsiders can ignore it, but the people around him, he really has to explain, so as not to let them see that he is no longer the original Liu Xian.

Blaming the man of God for everything that is unreasonable is a very reasonable explanation for people in this age, and they generally believe it. At the same time, it can also make them more awe of themselves, and can make them more firmly believe that they are the people of destiny.

After thinking about it, Liu Xian simply said: "Actually, there are many skills that the gods have taught me. But it's a secret, you know. If there is any unusual behavior in the future, you don't have to worry, you just need to follow my orders. ”

"The old slave understands!" Zheng Feng nodded solemnly.

"Okay, now leave me alone, go and watch the situation of the Self-Defense Forces, none of them have ever been in a battle, they have not killed anyone. You go and urge them, so that everyone will see the blood. Even if it is a dead Yellow Turban thief, it must be dragged back, and those who have never seen blood will be stabbed a few times. ”

"This is also the method of training strong soldiers that the god-man in my dream passed on to me."

Liu Xian added another sentence after speaking.

"Really? It's great. Originally, the old slave wanted to ask these days, young master, those methods of training the Self-Defense Forces, the old slave has really never seen or heard of them. God forbid! Now that the young master can dream of the gods, it proves even more that the vision of the young master when he was born is not accidental. The young master may be a god from heaven descending to earth......"

"Alright, alright, go and keep an eye on it. I'm really fine, just rest for a while. ”

……

At this time, the members of the Liulin Village Self-Defense Force had already chased into the distance, and even a few Yellow Turban thieves had been caught up.

However, the members of the Self-Defense Forces did not give them much opportunity to counterattack, and basically as long as they caught up, they had only a dead end.

If you look closely, you will find that the pursuit of the Self-Defense Forces is actually in a disciplined manner, and it is not a random pursuit.