Under the leadership of Wang Huzi, Guo Yang and the other three walked into the ranks of the Yan army with a big grin, looking east and west, just like the other scouts.

The timing of the king's beard was very accurate, and when the three of them arrived in the middle of the grain transport team, the whole team had just entered the valley.

Wang Huzi deliberately fell behind more than 100 steps, Anu rushed forward more than 100 steps, Guo Yang walked in the middle, and immediately started to move.

He spotted the mule carts that were hauling the grain, and made a rough estimate of how many carts his storage bag could hold, and approached the cart that was walking in front of the king's beard.

"Who's in charge of this cart of grain?" Guo Yang shouted loudly.

"Me and Niu Laosi." An elderly soldier said nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Call him over for a routine sampling!" Guo Yang said in a rough voice.

"Spot fucking legs! Bad luck! The old soldier took a sip and turned his head to call Niu Laosi, but he also looked poor.

"You, go up and open the bag!" Guo Yang pointed to Niu Laosi and said.

The fourth cow scolded and climbed into the mule cart and hooked his head to untie his pocket.

Guo Yang hugged the old soldier's shoulder, took a step towards the side of the car, and cut his throat with a knife.

The old soldier struggled weakly a few times before he died, as if sighing, which made Guo Yang's heart hurt inexplicably.

Guo Yang also sighed, helped the veteran to the wheel, and straightened his posture, as if he was a little tired, curled up on the wheel and secretly squinted for a while.

"Come up and check it when you die, it's all about fucking, Lao Tzu ......" Niu Laosi just straightened up, and was killed by Guo Yang, and swallowed the half of the complaint.

Guo Yang glanced left and right, and in a blink of an eye, he collected the cart of grain, and quietly rushed to the mule cart in front, killed the two soldiers in the same way, and collected the grain.

Wang Huzi looked carefully at the back, and couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, and said in his heart Fortunately, he was not Guo Yang's enemy, otherwise, that silent knife would be difficult to avoid at all.

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Soon, Guo Yang had collected more than 20 truckloads of grain, and was finally discovered by the Yan army.

One of the veterans occasionally looked back and found that the food on a long mule cart was gone, and everyone was curled up on the cart, swaying from side to side as the wheels of the cart creaked and rolled.

"There are robbers!" The old soldier shouted at the top of his voice.

Guo Yang was still twenty or thirty steps away from the veteran, and he didn't have time to stop it, so he simply let go of his hands and feet and started to kill.

The grain cart team exploded in an instant, the killing sound shook the sky, the donkeys neighed and the horses screamed, and the frightened mules rushed to the front, colliding with the grain carts in front, and the road was blocked at once.

The ditch was long and narrow, and could only accommodate three or four columns of soldiers, and a long grain cart staggered after the mules were frightened, blocking the entire road.

Wang Huzi and Anu blocked the two ends, and opened fire on the soldiers who rushed to the rescue, and under the cover of the mule carts that were scattered all over the place, they stubbornly resisted hundreds of Yan soldiers.

Guo Yang paid close attention to the battle situation at both ends, and quickly put a cartload of grain into the storage bag. Soon, two storage bags were full, and there were fifty carts of grain.

Guo Yang was a little depressed, and vowed to find a way to get a few more storage bags, otherwise, he would be distressed when he robbed in the future.

After snatching the grain, Guo Yang whistled, and Wang Huzi and Anu began to slowly move closer to Guo Yang, intending to fight side by side, so as not to suffer from the enemy on their backs.

Just as he was about to kill, the horn of the Yan army finally sounded. The soldiers moved out of the way, and a group of cavalry behind and a group of cavalry in front, led by two lieutenant generals, pounced on them.

At the same time, the archers on both sides were also in position quickly, and a rain of arrows "swished" enveloped Guo Yang and the other three in it.

Guo Yang didn't know if his body shield could withstand the rain of arrows coming from the sky, and at the same time, he didn't dare to easily reveal the cultivation of the true exercises, so he casually split off two pieces of the car board and threw them to Anu and Wang Huzi, and then pulled out a piece of animal skin from his arms, and quickly swung it, splashing those arrows in all directions, and he couldn't get close to him at all.

As soon as the rain of arrows stopped, two groups of cavalry rushed to the three of them.

Guo Yang shouted, Anu and Wang Huzi divided into a group, rolled and jumped in the mule workshop, and rushed into the Yan army behind. Guo Yang rushed to the other end.

In this way, they were completely mixed with the Yan soldiers, and the cavalry of the other side had no advantage, but were squeezed around by the chaotic crowd, trampling and injuring many of their own people.

The two lieutenants shouted angrily, waving the blades in their hands, but they were blocked by a bunch of soldiers.

"Get out of the way!" One of the lieutenants shouted violently, and with a spear in his hand, he turned one of the soldiers over and rolled into the shallow grass beside the road.

The soldiers shouted, shoving, shoving, and shoving to make way for the cavalry to rush forward and kill the three damned bandits.

A bearded lieutenant roared, brandished his spear, and rushed at Anu and Wangbeard. A few horses behind, but also a vertical horse rampage, the spear in his hand is like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, suddenly poking out.

Seeing the cavalry rushing over, Wang Huzi knew that it was powerful, and with a greeting, he turned over and rolled under a mule cart.

Anu had already aroused his ferocity, his face was gloomy, and he rushed up to meet the spear of the lieutenant, and a knife in his hand flickered, slashing down at the spearhead.

The lieutenant sneered, and with a flick of his spear, he drew a cloud of phantom shadows and slammed into Anu's chest and abdomen.

Unexpectedly, Anu had fought with the elite cavalry of the Zhou people for a long time and was quite experienced in this. His pounce and slashing turned out to be a false move, and when the lieutenant was stabbing down with all his might, Anu suddenly rolled on a lazy donkey, ran under the horse's belly, and cut off a horse's hoof with a single sword.

The horses neighed and fell, and the lieutenant was thrown seven or eight paces out of the way, and rolled on the ground several times in a row before he could stabilize himself.

The lieutenant was furious, and was about to get up with his spear, when he suddenly felt a chill in his throat, as if a green silk had once brushed by, and sighed gently and slightly.

Anu used his hands and feet together, like a fierce hyena, and without looking at the lieutenant who had been killed by him, a few rolled and rushed into the cavalry, and shuttled under the horse's belly out of nowhere, waiting for an opportunity to kill several cavalrymen.

Hiding under the mule cart, the king's beard could not help shouting when he saw Anu's ugly but effective figure and his ferocious killing methods, and crawled out of the rolling belt and rushed towards the cavalry.

Not far away, Guo Yang's situation was a little not good, he was attacked by dozens of soldiers, forced into a small space, and relied on his flexible body skills and sharp knife skills to support him.

Last time, hundreds of Zhou soldiers were annihilated, Guo Yang took advantage of the right time and place, and the Zhou people were unusually lax in front, and his sneak attack was behind, and before those people could react, they disrupted the formation. Coupled with the last full-body cavalry, he can use his dexterous body technique to maneuver around it.

Therefore, Guo Yang despised the troops sent to Yandi by these Zhou people, believing that he could easily deal with it with one of his knives.

But once these foot soldiers reacted and formed a phalanx of marching and retreating together, their power surprised Guo Yang and almost suffered a big loss.

These foot soldiers have solid drills, do not seek quick victory, step by step, step by step, step by step, the same pace, dozens of long and short blades are impermeable, and Guo Yang does not give Guo Yang a chance to breathe at all.

The more Guo Yang fought, the more frightened he became, and he was almost poked several times. He secretly complained, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed for his previous underestimated enemy.

Fortunately, the knife in Guo Yang's hand was too sharp, and after those soldiers who lined up to attack saw the power of the knife, they didn't dare to force it too tightly, but blindly strengthened the defense and slowly squeezed him in front of a stone wall.

Guo Yang thought to himself, if he didn't use the cultivation technique and forcibly break through the queue of these dozens of spear long Ge Jiato shields to attack, sooner or later he would be poked into a sieve by these little soldiers who could kill seven or eight of them at will.

Just when Guo Yang was about to use a killer move, a huge roar suddenly resounded through the string ditch, and the rocks on the mountains on both sides rolled, and the pine trees that broke countless bowls were also swept down, and the momentum was amazing.

In the blink of an eye, the two ends of the entire string ditch were blocked, and hundreds of Yan soldiers were smashed into pulp before they could react. For a while, shouts and screams came and went.

In the bombardment of the rolling rocks, the Yan soldiers wailed and became a pot of porridge. There was blood everywhere, there was flesh everywhere, everywhere, there were soldiers who were in a panic and dizzy.

Where Guo Yang, Wang Huzi and Anu were, not a single mountain rock fell, so those soulless Yan soldiers rushed here.

At both ends of the ditch, two soldiers and horses waited for the rocks and trees to stop rolling down, and then slowly entered the ditch. Along the way, those soldiers who were injured by rocks and trees were poked to death one by one, and those who were not injured were shot to death one by one on the way to run.

The two teams led by Wu Huan were unhurried to kill people while organizing people to move all the grain and grass.

In less than an hour, the Yan army's grain transportation team was wiped out.

In the string ditch, there were people brought by Wu Huan everywhere, they stripped off the armor of the Yan soldiers, sorted it out, tied it with ropes, stacked it neatly, and waited for the people behind to move it away.

The blades of the Yan army were also tied up and moved. Even, those arrows that pierced Yan Jun's body were pulled out one by one, sorted out, and distributed to everyone on the spot.

Guo Yang sat on a stone and watched the people of Wuhuan clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner, and then he felt a little afraid.

"Brother Guo, don't thank you for your great kindness, Wuhuan will say goodbye, there will be a period later!" Wuhuan sat on the horse and wore a chain mail made of cooked cowhide knots, which looked very tall.

"To each his own according to his needs. Thank you Brother Wuhuan for your help. Guo Yang said with his fists clenched.

"Brother Guo, are you really not interested in going overseas?" Wu Huan turned his horse's head and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned his head and asked.

"There are still hundreds of people waiting for my food in Wuling Mountain." Guo Yang said noncommittally.

"Okay, you can't persuade a certain family, and a certain family can't persuade you, then cherish each other!"

Wuhuan is worthy of being the first swordsman in Liaodong, he can afford to take it, he can put it down, he doesn't drag the mud and water at all, and with a "snap" whip, he will go away.