Wang Feng put on his armor and felt a little more at ease. With a spear in his hand, he rushed towards the bandits running on the opposite side.

This group of bandits are dressed in strange shapes, many of them still have women's scarves, handkerchiefs and other things around their waists, and some people still have various colored scarves wrapped around their heads, which seem to be full of women's ornaments, and I don't know how many women from good families have been harmed.

These people rushed over regardless of life and death, apparently trying to open the partition and let in the bandits on the periphery.

Wang Feng held the spear down, one rolled, and the spear swept along the ground fiercely.

Although a few people hurriedly dodged, because Wang Feng moved too fast, several bandits were swept to the ground, their legs were broken, and they screamed again and again.

Wang Feng's spears were stacked and stabbed, few bandits could be his enemies, and the two sides fought bloodily for a while, and the bandits at the head had already fallen.

He Yong roared angrily, raised the long knife, and slashed straight at Wang Feng's head.

Wang Feng flickered, and the spear shaft smashed on He Yong's back. He Yong stumbled, and was immediately swept to the ground by Wang Feng's spear.

Wang Feng rushed too hard, and a bandit had arrived in front of him in an instant, and he struck an iron knee, and the man covered his lower abdomen and fell.

Several villagers around came up, followed Wang Feng, and quickly killed He Yong, who fell to the ground, and the surrounding bandits one by one. The other bandits saw that the situation was not good, turned around and retreated.

"Second fool, thank you so much!"

A banker stepped forward, separated He Yong's corpse with a knife, and held it in his hand, his face full of joy.

I can't imagine that in this Henan Mansion, the folk customs are so fierce!

Wang Feng nodded slightly and set his eyes on the field.

Zhai Jin fought to the death with a bandit, he knew that the other party was the leader of the bandits, and he wanted to succeed in one blow. Helplessly, the other party's divine power was amazing, and the kung fu in his hands was not weak, and the two sides fell into a bitter battle for a while.

Zhai Liang saw that his father couldn't gain the upper hand, and wanted to go over to help, but he was entangled by several bandits and couldn't get out for a while.

Zhai Liang was so anxious that he fought with the other party, tripped over a corpse under his feet, stumbled one another, and almost fell.

The bandits saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and slashed it down with a knife, Zhai Liang stiffened his head, turned on one side, and slashed out with the knife in his hand, and he was bound to fight for both sides.

Wang Feng sprang out from the side, slammed the knife-wielding bandit with one shoulder, swept over one of the bandits with his spear, and then rushed towards Zhai Jin's side.

Zhai Liang escaped death, annoyed and angry, and before the bandits could get up, the long knives slashed down from the man's chest like lightning.

Zhai Jin and Wang Shen made a few more moves, and the two sides were chess opponents, so they were fiercely entangled together.

Zhai Jin's family is wealthy, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has fought in the Western Army for many years, and he has rich experience in fighting. But these years of pampering, coupled with the fact that he is nearly fifty years old, is naturally worse than Wang Shen, who is in the prime of life and as powerful as an ox.

The two sides fought for dozens of moves, but Zhai Jin was already retreating step by step, in danger, and sweat was pouring out of his forehead.

The so-called indiscriminate punching to kill the master, Wang Shen was born with divine power, he has been fighting on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has rich experience in fighting, he took the lead step by step, and the killing of Zhai Jin added a lot of wounds to his body, and he could only support it hard, but he had no power to fight back.

Zhai Xing saw that his younger brother was in danger and wanted to come over to help, but the distance between the two was too far, separated by many bandits, and the whip was beyond his reach.

Wang Feng ran a few steps, and a bandit with a giant axe in his hand slashed down viciously at him.

Wang Feng rolled on the spot, and the bandit's giant axe slammed into the ground, splashing dirt. Before the bandit could bend down, Wang Feng's spear had already pierced into his lower abdomen.

Wang Feng drew his spear, and the bandit fell with a bang. Hearing Zhai Liang's shouting, he opened his eyes and saw that Zhai Jin was already in danger. The bearded bandit is young and strong, and he is highly skilled, Zhai Jin is not his opponent at all, if he continues to fight, Zhai Jin may die at the opponent's axe at any time.

Sure enough, Wang Shen cut down with another axe, Zhai Jin's mouth was in severe pain, and the long knife in his hand could no longer hold it, and with a "dang long" sound, it fell to the ground.

Wang Shen swung his axe and cut it out, Zhai Jin hurriedly retreated, and accidentally tripped over the corpse and fell to the ground. Wang Shen saw that the opportunity could not be missed, and the giant axe in his hand slashed down.

The situation was critical, Wang Feng didn't have time to think, his arm was raised, and the spear in his hand shot out like lightning, heading straight for Wang Shen.

Wang Shen was about to succeed when he heard a whistling sound, so he reluctantly withdrew his axe and stepped aside.

Zhai Jin escaped death, quickly got up, picked up a long knife from the ground, and guarded it tightly in front of him.

Zhai Liang struggled to open a bloody road, brought a few Zhuang guests up, and tightly protected his sweaty and frightened father in the middle.

"Father, I'm really scared to death!"

Zhai Jin's father and son both sighed and looked forward.

I saw Wang Feng hurrying forward and going straight to Wang Shen.

A bandit saw that Wang Feng was unarmed and rushed up from the side, which was a knife. Wang Feng flashed sideways, swept the man with one leg, picked up a broken spear, and stabbed it through the bandit's neck.

Wang Feng pulled out the half-cut gun, turned around, and faced Wang Shen.

Zhai Jin's father and son looked at each other, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Erlang, don't let him go, he's the leader of the bandits!"

Zhai Jin reacted and shouted loudly on the side.

Wang Feng swept around and saw that the two sides were still in a stalemate. As the battle deepened, the cooperation of the township soldiers became more and more skilled. The bandits fought on their own, outnumbered, and the number of casualties gradually increased.

Although the township soldiers were in an advantageous position, they could not annihilate the enemy for a while. If you want to end this battle, reduce casualties, and take down the person in front of you, it may be useful to show the public.

Wang Shen was distraught. The other party's well-trained brothers, who had followed him for many years, fell in a pool of blood one by one, which made his heart ache.

The minions on both sides of the wooden boulder were cut off by the wooden boulders, and after some of the villagers who came in front were killed by the villagers, no one came in to reinforce them in the back, and it seemed that they had fled.

These boneless wallgrass!

Wang Shen wielded the giant axe and stared at the young man in front of him.

Under the rising sun, Wang Shen was facing the sun, he couldn't see Wang Feng's face clearly, he only felt that the other party was murderous, as if there was a thousand heavy pressures coming to his face.

Wang Shen was hesitating, but Wang Feng had already broken his gun and pounced forward. Halfway through, he grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at Wang Shen's face.

Wang Shen used a giant axe to cover his face, and Wang Feng took the opportunity to stab him in the abdomen with a spear.

"Jingle", the wall did not pierce in, it turned out that Wang Shen was wearing armor inside, no wonder he was not afraid of his own sneak attack.

Wang Feng secretly screamed pity, and then flashed the giant axe that Wang Shen slashed over and fought with him.

At this time, Wang Feng realized the strength of Uncle Niuwa's martial arts. At that time, due to his congenital deficiencies, he was always unable to give full play to the essence of boxing, which always made people sigh.

Now the body he possessed is extremely strong, powerful as an ox, and young and vigorous, allowing him to experience the true charm of Chinese martial arts for the first time.

Wang Bin mixed the Xingyi Fist and Taizu Long Fist into the spearmanship, and the spear was like a poisonous snake, and the move could not leave Wang Shen's throat. After a few moves, Wang Shen stepped back, and his footwork became flustered.

Wang Feng was unforgiving, seeing that Wang Shen's steps were out of order, he rolled forward, and stabbed several spears, Wang Shen was caught off guard, and there were already a few more blood holes in his legs.

Wang Shen screamed and fell to the ground. Wang Feng stepped forward and stabbed him in the throat with a single shot.

Zhai Jin was overjoyed, he didn't expect this second fool to be so strong in kung fu, and he really underestimated him on weekdays.

"Sure enough, he is the descendant of Wang Tiegun, and the tiger father has no dog!"

Zhai Xing said loudly: "Liang'er, cut off the head of this thief and show it to the public!"

Zhai Jin waved his hand, Zhai Liang went up and cut off Wang Shen's head. Zhai Liang carried his head, stood on a high place on the side of the road, and shouted loudly: "Wang Shen is dead, surrender quickly, otherwise you will be killed!"

The bandits trapped among the trees and boulders had already suffered more than half of the casualties at this time, and there were even more bandits on horseback.

The bandits looked at the situation on the battlefield, and many of them stopped fighting, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

Zhai Xing also shouted: "I am the head of Zhai Jiajun. Do you still want to resist stubbornly and fight the court to the end? Don't you all want your wives and children at home? If you don't surrender again, Hugh blames the sword and gun for having no eyes! ”

"Manager Zhai, spare your life, I'll wait for the surrender!"

One of the bandits threw away the steel knife in his hand and fell to his knees. Immediately, more blades fell to the ground, and the bandits fell to their knees, and the tragic ambush battle in their hands came to an end.

The bandits, who were separated by the boulders, had already escaped cleanly. Many of these people are people who have been held hostage. As soon as they saw that the situation was not good, they all ran away, and weapons, food, burdens, and clothes were all over the official road.

Zhai Jiajun also suffered heavy casualties, more than 100 corpses, plus the seriously wounded, the attrition in the battle was 178.

Zhai Xing and Zhai Jin brothers glanced at each other, and couldn't help but shake their heads secretly. I really don't know how to explain to the people of ten miles and eight towns after I go back.

After cleaning the battlefield, the wood and stones were removed, and the corpses of the bandits were carried to the ravines on both sides and buried, and the corpses of the villagers had to be brought back and buried in the ground.

"Erlang, you are so powerful today, you have killed several bandits in succession, I almost can't recognize you!"

Two villagers carried the bodies of their companions to the side of the road, and one said enviously.

“…… Aren't I afraid that something will happen to you!"

Wang Feng generally carried the corpse, as he said.

So far, he has no way to hide his skills. On the battlefield, life and death are only in an instant, and he can't pretend to be sorry.

Zhai Liang walked over, patted Wang Feng's shoulder, and said softly: "Erlang, thank you very much!" If it weren't for you, my father and son would have confessed here today!"

Wang Feng smiled "hehe", but he didn't know what to say.

Zhai Er hurriedly said on the side: "Little official, I said, Erlang's skills are good, he has practiced with Father Wang since he was a child, and his skills must be no different."

Zhai nodded and said, "Erlang has made a great contribution today. The big guys worked hard to carry the bodies of their brothers back. This time, I broke a lot of brothers, and I don't know how to explain to the villagers when I go back. ”

Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there has been a shortage of horses, even if it is a wealthy family like the Zhai family, there are only a dozen horses, and this is not a superior war horse.

Everyone usually walks on two legs, so the villagers are familiar with this kind of walking march. The crowd lifted the bodies of their companions and the seriously wounded, and circled the mountain road all the way to the south.

Wang Feng was also speechless, he drooped his head, followed behind everyone, and walked away.