Not long after entering the woods, it began to rain lightly.

And by the time we walked through the woods and faced an open field, the sky was already even more gloomy, so gloomy that it was no different from that of the evening.

Seeing that it was about to rain heavily, Ling Xiaohan was even more anxious to find a place to shelter from the rain, naturally he wanted to meet the villagers as soon as possible, and judging from the sound, it seemed to be behind the slope in front, so he urged the horse to whip up, and the horse seemed to understand Ling Xiaohan's intentions and began to gallop wildly.

Soon, he came to the top of the slope, but Ling Xiaohan immediately froze.

At a glance, he saw that not far from the bottom of the hillside, a group of figures lined up in an extremely long line, facing his side.

Obviously, the shouts were made by them, but Ling Xiaohan had completely lost his previous joy, replaced by doubts and uneasiness - those people were obviously not villagers, but a team of soldiers and horses!

As for whose soldiers and horses, whether they were friends or enemies, although Ling Xiaohan didn't know, he already had a bad premonition.

At this time, the sky was overcast and the clouds were thick, and the surrounding scenery gradually darkened, and further afield, only the dim outline of the mountains could be seen.

Ling Xiaohan had tried his best to look at those figures, but he couldn't see clearly, he could only see a row of people on horseback, and their clothes seemed a little strange.

Until this time, the shouts were still coming from the direction of those people, what they shouted, Ling Xiaohan couldn't understand, it was like a meaningless shout, and it seemed like calling him over.

Ling Xiaohan hesitated to go over and see if he was going back the same way, but the rain began to get heavier, and it seemed that there was no other way but to go forward.

So he rode his horse down the high slope and walked slowly towards the men.

There was a muffled thunder in the gloomy sky, and at the same time, Ling Xiaohan hurriedly pulled the reins—at this time, he was only less than fifty meters away from those people.

The reason he was holding on to the reins was that he could see who those people on the other side were!

It's a yellow turban thief!

Standing at the front are two people dressed in strange services, one of them is Lei Gong, and the other is holding a colored tassel gun, and the clothes are also very strange, like Taoist robes, but there are many strange lines on them.

Behind the two of them, there were two people in Taoist robes each, just like the two people who were in charge of breaking off when Lei Gong escaped before.

Behind them were rows of Yellow Turban soldiers armed with weapons, numbering no less than a hundred or ten.

Ling Xiaohan "chuckled" in his heart, and immediately became nervous - originally he was not afraid of these little monsters at all, but now he felt that his body was still very weak, and he really didn't want to use the handle to forcibly control his movements until he had to.

The man holding the colored tassel gun next to Lei Gong on the opposite side raised the gun high and made a forward swing movement towards Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan saw it in his eyes and understood what that person meant, he should have called him over.

At this point, I can only bite the bullet.

Ling Xiaohan was ruthless and rode his horse over.

At this time, the rain began to rise heavily, hitting the body, wet and cold.

Ten meters away in front of those people, the man holding the colored tassel gun quickly rotated the gun in a circle, and the head of the gun was pointed directly at Ling Xiaohan, which obviously meant to make Ling Xiaohan stop.

Ling Xiaohan tightened the reins, and the horse immediately stopped—if nothing else, at least he was much more proficient in riding horses now.

The man looked ordinary, a little delicate, and shouted calmly: "Who is on the other side?" Get your name in! ”

Ling Xiaohan asked rhetorically, "Why should I tell you?" Who the are you?! ”

The man smiled slightly, but he really replied: "This general is not talented, but the Black Mountain general Bai Huan, who ranks among the Yellow Turban disciples." ”

"White winding? Broken B name ......"

This name, Ling Xiaohan had never heard of, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time, he also thought about whether he should work hard once and quickly solve these people.

The man was stunned, his face was a little embarrassed, and then he smiled reluctantly: "Why, haven't you heard my name?" ”

Ling Xiaohan only thought it was funny: "Damn, do you think you are some kind of bull B character?" I've never heard your SB name before! ”

Bai Huan looked a little unhappy, and looked at Ling Xiaohan coldly.

The one next to him, named Lei Gong, laughed at Ling Xiaohan: "The village is a wild horseman, lonely and unheard!" I don't know the name of the white disciple! The killing of officials and thieves is too protective of the king's humerus, everyone in the world knows it, and the government is also terrified when it hears about it, but you kid is so ignorant! Haha......"

Bai Huan looked proud.

Ling Xiaohan really wanted to laugh: "Wang Qiu? Who is it? Which SB again?? ”

Bai Huan and Lei Gong glanced at each other, and then stared at Ling Xiaohan: "You really sent by the official army?" ”

Ling Xiaohan wiped the rain from his face with his hand: "Listen to the fuck, I took the initiative to come, in order to kill all the thieves and make meritorious contributions, understand?" ”

Lei Gong laughed wildly: "Haha...... What a big breath! Don't you know that the days of the Han Dynasty have run out, and the civil and military generals sent are not opponents of the Heavenly Army! The Han Dynasty will fall sooner or later! Haha......"

Bai Huan also smiled: "It seems that the big man is indeed unmanned, and he can only send a little doll to be a general, making the last powerless resistance, hehe......"

Ling Xiaohan understood, and smiled at Lei Gong: "It's enough to have me, what kind of B did you look like just now, you forgot it so quickly??" ”

Lei Gong laughed: "Haha...... You stinky little kid! Do you really think that Fang is the one who escaped because I was not against you and didn't dare to fight you? ”

Bai Huan also looked at Ling Xiaohan with a smile.

Being looked at by these two people mockingly, Ling Xiaohan had a feeling of being played, which made him extremely unhappy, and a fire rose:

"Nonsense! Aren't you scared, you're running a fart?! ”

Lei Gong and Bai Huan looked at each other and smiled, as if some conspiracy had succeeded.

"C, fuck, laugh ass!"

Ling Xiaohan felt insulted, and in a fit of anger, he impulsively called out the handle.

Lei Gong laughed: "You incompetent child, you don't know the strategy, but you don't know that you have fallen for my plan!" It's really not interesting to kill you! ”

Bai Huan also smiled: "Yes, killing the unknown junior wasted the clever plan of the Western God General." ”

Ling Xiaohan saw that these two people were arrogant, so he said word by word: "I'm a nameless junior, so I have to thank you for that SB Dudu...... What's it called, Ma Yuanyi? He's famous, right? If I hadn't killed him, I wouldn't be a general now. ”

Lei Gong and Bai Huan were stunned at the same time, and a look of doubt appeared on their faces: "What did you say?" ”

At this time, the rain was very loud, and I don't know if they really didn't hear it clearly, or they couldn't believe it.

Ling Xiaohan smiled and repeated loudly: "I said, that SB Ma Yuanyi is me-kill-of-"

Lei Gong and Bai Huan's faces changed, not only them, but also the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them were even more shocked.

"The Metropolitan Governor...... You've been victimized by you?! Lei Gong's eyes widened, and his expression was extremely shocked