The gang leader who jumped out of the window couldn't help but be shocked, seeing that the courtyard was originally staggered, the lively feast became a mess, and many backbone gangs were staggered, lying on the ground, and the black and red blood flowed wantonly, turning this place into a slaughterhouse.

Still fighting in blood, the few elders who resisted stubbornly were also covered in blood and struggling to support, and more of the living beggar disciples honestly held their heads in their hands and knelt on the ground.

Several red-turban sergeants armed with knives and guns looked at the gang leader who came out of the window in surprise, and quickly surrounded him.

The gang leader didn't dare to slack off, took a deep breath, and didn't dare to entangle with them at all, so he turned around and jumped towards the roof.

"It's still early, do you want to leave without eating the toast and punishment of the helper? It's too bad to give someone face! ”。

Hearing Guan Yu's shouts behind him, the gang leader couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp. Without hesitation, he slashed back and slashed behind him.

When it comes to light skills, it is the housekeeping skill that the snitch Guan Yu relies on to survive, although the gang leader is a few steps ahead, he and Guan Yu fall on the roof almost at the same time.

A knife failed, and the leader of the gang ran wildly without looking back, he knew that there was no chance of taking the other party's life, as long as he could get rid of the entanglement of the opponent and find a way to live, he would not worry about making a comeback in the future.

He had barely taken a few steps before he forced himself to stop. Because a fluttering white figure had landed in front of him, blocking his way.

Guan Yu smiled with a smile in his eyes, looked at the gang leader with playful eyes and said, "The gang leader is too unrighteous to act like this, right?" Then you abandoned the prince's son? If this spreads, it will make the beggars lose face, how to stand in the rivers and lakes in the future! ”。

At this time, the gang leader couldn't care about his embarrassed image at all, and he knew in his heart: if he didn't fight with the hateful little white face in front of him today, I am afraid it would be difficult to escape. simply gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and swung his knife with all his strength to attack Guan Yu.

Guan Yu raised his sword unhurriedly to meet each other, and the old and the young jumped up and down on the wide roof, stabbing left and right, and fought seriously.

Guan Yu's guards in the courtyard were in a hurry, and some people were looking for ladders everywhere, wanting to go up to help the prince, but their skills were not as good as others, so they could only stare at the excitement.

The gang leader had already made up his mind at this time, so he also calmed down, and concentrated on using the sword what he had learned all his life, just hoping to repel the other party as soon as possible and wait for the opportunity to slip away.

Helplessly, the young little white face in front of him was like a piece of abominable gummy, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't shake it off, and he was always shrouded in the cold and shining sword shadow, as if there was no way in all directions.

With a "dang" sound, the swords collided again, and several golden sparks burst out. The gang leader's heart flipped up: I didn't expect that the strength of this seemingly weak little white face arm was not weak at all, how could this be good? What does it take to win?

"Bang", the sweaty gang leader was in a trance, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, his feet were unstable, and his bones fell from the roof.

Fortunately, with kung fu in his body, although the gang leader was stunned by the fall and his waist and legs were sore, he still struggled to get up, because he knew in his heart: If he didn't get up quickly, the life-chasing Rakshasa would never let him go!

However, Guan Yu's resolute ruthlessness was still beyond his imagination, and with a "poof", a sharp blade pierced through his back and came out of his chest. The gang leader who was kneeling on the ground spewed out a mouthful of hot blood with a "wow", and struggled to climb forward two steps, his two thin palms and ten fingers dug deep into the soil, but he finally couldn't stand up, and his body lay on the ground and whimpered.

Guan Yu let out a long breath of comfort, rubbed a bloody sword on the black gang leader's gorgeous clothes, turned around and threw the double sword to the guards behind him, turned around and strode towards the hall.

At this time, in the hall, as outside the courtyard, there were cups and plates, and the corpses were lying on the ground, and several living hall masters and the prince fell to the ground with their butts pouted, and the two trembled.

A captain in civilian clothes stepped forward to greet Guan Yu, clasped his fists and saluted: "General Guan, what should we do with these living miscellaneous pieces?" ”。

Guan Yu glanced around and asked, "How is our own brother's injury?" ”

The lieutenant bowed his head and said, "General Yuguan, our losses are not large, we have killed and injured several brothers, and our subordinates have already made arrangements. It's just that we can't take these guys who kneel down and ask for surrender, and we kill them all? ”。

Guan Yu thought for a moment, then turned his head to Li Jingcheng who came over and asked, "Lord Qincha, what do you mean?" ”。

Li Jingcheng gritted his teeth and said: "Eliminate the evil, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!" These people will be a scourge in the future."

Guan Yu nodded and said, "Okay, except for that prince, everything else should be done according to Lord Qincha's wishes." ”

Prince Gong's son, who was like a sifting chaff, was dragged to the courtyard by several soldiers and thrown in front of Guan and Li.

The prince of the brocade hat and ermine fur didn't need to be reminded at all, so he knelt on the ground because his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up at all.

Guan Yu bent down and looked him up and down, and when he saw that the little prince's crotch was wet, he couldn't help grinning.

Guan Yu blinked his eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "To say that this prince's son is really different from the children of ordinary people!" Ordinary children are five or six years old at the latest, and they will be able to get rid of the problem of urinating kang in the middle of the night. The children of the prince's family are delicate and expensive, and they are still determined to insist on urinating on the kang day and night, which is indeed commendable! ”。

Guan Yu straightened up and asked with a serious expression: "Let me ask you, what is the relationship between the current Emperor of Great Qi and your father?" Cut your tongue for a while if you're not honest! ”。

Prince Gong looked up nervously and said, "The military master spares his life, and the little one doesn't dare to lie." Today, the Holy One is the elder brother of the father. ”

Guan Yu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "So you call the Great Qi Emperor Uncle or Uncle, this world belongs to your Uncle, your Uncle's Great Qi Dynasty." ”

Guan Yu waved his hand, called a soldier and ordered: "Go and take this prince down, find a dry clothes for him to change into, take care of him, don't let him run away." ”

Prince Gong was taken down, Guan Yu looked back and saw Li Jingcheng looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly asked, "What does Lord Qincha have to say?" ”。

Li Jingcheng hugged his fists and said: "General Guan, but I don't know what is the purpose of keeping this prince?" ”。

Guan Yu squeezed his eyelids and smiled: "I can't hide anything from you!" I wanted to keep him as a gift to Ma Maoxun, the king of the northwest, and it could be regarded as a litmus test to see how he reacted to the powerful people of Great Qi. ”

Li Jingcheng nodded, smiling without saying a word.

At this time, a lieutenant hurriedly came, clasped his fists at the two and saluted: "Two adults, we should withdraw, the spies have come to report, and the local Chenglian soldiers have been killed." ”

Guan Yu asked unhurriedly, "How many people are coming?" ”。

The lieutenant replied, "One hundred and ten." ”

Guan Yu pouted and said, "Just such a few people?" Don't be in a hurry, let the brothers clean up, put a torch and light it here, and I'll leave slowly before I wait. ”

Ding Zhuang held a steel knife in his hand and followed closely behind Chai Chenglian's horse, feeling nervous.

Suddenly, Chai Chenglian restrained the war horse and raised his hand to make everyone stop.

Ding Zhuang hurriedly said: "My lord, you can see it when you turn a corner again, why stop?" ”。

Chai Shikun, the local master of Chenglian, turned his head, raised his hand and stroked his beard and said, "You know a fart!" Do you know how many people there are on the other side? What's the matter? The first thing we need to do on our errand is to protect our brothers, so we send two brothers to check on them before we make plans! ”。

After a while, the man sent to inquire about the news ran back with a pale face and sweating profusely.

Chai Shikun bent down on his horse and asked, "How many people are there on the other side?" What's the matter? ”。

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Back to the adults, the small ones only saw a lot of people coming in and out of the courtyard, and there were many horses, and it was estimated that there were thousands of people. These people are fierce-looking, everyone has swords and guns in their hands, and they are not good! It's just that they didn't raise any flags, but they didn't know where they came from. ”

Chai Shikun gasped on the horse, and said in surprise: "So many people? Brigand? Bandits? Soldiers? Before coming, Lord Pingzhang explained that the beggar gang gathered here, and Prince Gong's son was also here, so I must protect him. But...... They must have offended someone, right? ”。

Looking at Chai Chenglian, who was bowing his head and contemplating on the horse, Ding Zhuang hurriedly said, "My lord, can't we get on it?" ”。

Before Chai Chenglian could reply, a soldier pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look, my lord, there's black smoke coming out there!" Someone set fire! ”。

At this time, one of the soldiers who stayed there to watch flew over in panic and shouted, "Lord Chenglian, that group is gone!" Before leaving, they set a large fire. ”

Chai Chenglian lifted the reins of his horse energetically and asked, "Are you sure the thief has gone?" ”。

The soldier nodded vigorously, Chai Chenglian drew his steel knife, and shouted, "Brothers, rush! ”。

The group rushed to the gate of the compound with great vigour, and the courtyard was already full of smoke.

Chai Chenglian resolutely commanded some of his subordinates to find water to extinguish the fire, and sent some people to check around.

Ding boldly rushed into the smoke-filled hall, and after a while, he rushed out with joy, holding a shining golden Buddha in his hand.

He exclaimed excitedly, "Lord Chai, there are a lot of valuable things in it!" ”。

Chai Chenglian jumped up the steps with bright eyes, turned around and said eagerly: "Hurry up and put out the fire, everyone has a share in the good things rescued!" ”。

Before the words fell, there was a loud "boom", the beams of the hall collapsed, and in the smoke and dust, the figures of Lord Chai and Ding Zhuang were gone.

Later, according to the local "County Chronicle", it was recorded that in the early winter of Ding You, Yunyu Villa was looted by thousands of bandits. The local Chenglian Chai Shikun led Ding Zhuang and other brothers to arrive in time and bravely killed the enemy and killed hundreds of thieves. Brave warriors such as Chai Shikun and Ding Zhuang were not afraid*, sacrificed their lives to protect the people, and martyred the country, and should be a model for future generations! It's to remember.

It can be seen that the history of mountain villages and wild villages is often unreliable, and the so-called official classics and official histories are also blind to nonsense. Under the distortion and falsification of various interest groups, the real history has long been dressed up as a clown with white powder on the tip of his nose.