Chapter 4: Red Dust (5 I)

The fires of the "Fang" battalion and the "Leopard" battalion have greatly reduced the pressure on the main camp of Zhang Jin's office, and the families of the bandits are all in the field, and the fire in the "Fang" battalion and the "Leopard" battalion means that the eight and six masters have lost their nests. The victors will not hesitate to set fire to their houses, pull away their livestock, and ...... their wives and daughters in public. Don't expect the former robes to be innocent, everyone is a bandit, and there is no word "mercy" in memory. What will be done after capturing the fortress of a large family, the successful one will repeat it again and again in the two camps of the word "square" and the word "leopard"!

One of the small leaders was the first to react, gave up the enemy in front of him, turned around and ran outside the camp. "My son is inside!" As he ran, he explained his reasons for doing so. His immediate boss chased after him from behind and slashed down with a knife. Blood splashed like a fountain in an instant, and the lifeless body continued to run. After a while, the fountain of blood fell and dispersed. More people stepped on the blood of the dead and scattered.

"My cow!" "My freshly harvested reeds!" The reasons seem to be very sufficient, and Liu Zhaoan, the eighth master, can't stop how many people his cronies have cut down. When he was in a hurry, there was a dull thunderclap in front of him, "Coax! Like a landslide, "Fall, fall!" The minions, who had not yet found out that they had been copied from the back, cheered loudly. Then, their cheers choked in their throats. Just behind the wooden door, which everyone had struggled to, rows of long-waiting archers untied the strings in unison.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Thousands of eagles flew into the air, darkening the scenery in front of them. Immediately after, those white or gray feathers fell diagonally, splashed with blood beads, strings, and sprayed in all directions...... "Wolf Tooth Arrow, Actually Wolf Tooth Arrow!" "The knowers wailed loudly. A wolf tooth arrow flowing out of the hands of the official army sells for at least three meat, and has always been used as a life-saving weapon by the heroes of the green forest, even when attacking Guantao County, Zhang Jin said that he was not willing to move the wolf tooth arrow in the warehouse for everyone to use. And now, he has shot it on his former brothers.

"The big boss has been prepared for a long time, we have been fooled!" This sentence is more serious than the previous sentence that dealt a more serious blow to the morale of the military. Even the most loyal and brave minions have set their eyes on Liu Zhaoan, expecting him to give everyone an exact explanation. "Rush up, who Zhang Jin is called, you don't know yet! was captured alive by him, and everyone had to make rations! Liu Zhaoan was stunned and shouted waving a long lance. Zhang Jin said that he likes to dig out the hearts and livers of those who oppose him and eat them, and he eats them with relish every time. As if suddenly remembering this festival, the minions' faces turned paler, and their eyes kept looking around.

At a glance, the hearts of the minions were even colder. I don't know when, Yang Gongqing, who was acting with everyone, had already taken his brothers out of the battlefield. Now, all they could see was the smoke and dust that their footsteps had brought up as they fled. And Wang Dangren, who swore to live and die with the "Leopard" battalion, found that the attack was unfavorable, and he also quickly gathered his team. They didn't have any concerns in Junozawa, and their movements when they retreated were as crisp as when they set fire.

Panic is the biggest enemy on the battlefield. From ancient times to the present, no exception can be made. Without waiting for the minions to make a final decision, the situation changed again behind the wall. After three volleys, the archers calmly moved out of the way, and hundreds of light cavalry slashed out with swords.

Hao Laodao took the lead and cut a gap in the chaotic army, and two cronies and guards followed closely. Three horses squeezed through this gap, leading their successors to tear the gap bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into a river of blood. The rebellious minions dodged one after another, giving up their unprotected backs to their horses. The owner of the war horse did not hesitate, and took a horizontal knife to wipe it. Eye-catching bloody cuts appeared in the crowd, and the injured were lying in pools of blood, rolling**.

"Resist, resist, or everyone will not die!" In the midst of a wail, the mobilization of Liu Zhaoan, the eighth master, looked so pale. In the case of being attacked by the enemy, it is expected that someone will take the initiative to move forward and force the enemy's cavalry, even if Wu Qi is reborn, it is impossible to do it. The minions stepped back quickly, retreated, turned around, turned from retreat to rout, wolf rushing and rushing without direction. A few loyal leaders tried in vain to carry out their duties, but were squeezed by the rebels and immediately fell to the ground. Countless pairs of big feet, both in and out of straw sandals, stepped unceremoniously over them, then horses' hooves, and then, utter relief and relief.

"Resist, resist!" The more Liu Zhaoan shouted, the more desperate he became. He couldn't believe that the rebellion, which he had carefully prepared for half a year, had failed so quickly. He didn't know what the problem was or what to do next. Several cavalrymen loyal to Zhang Jincheng soon spotted him and rushed over with their horses. Liu Zhaoan waved a long lance to meet him, let go of the horse's hooves, and knocked over the first rider. Then he quickly swept down the second one with his lance. Before the third rider could get closer, he jumped on a horse that had lost its owner, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and walked away.

The cavalry behind was in hot pursuit, Liu Zhaoan, who was known as the first in Julu Ze, did not look back, and the two sides competed on the backs and backs of other people's heads, and the minions of the "Leopard" battalion were trampled to cry and cry for their mothers. In this way, the routs who were not stepped on got more chances to survive. They avoided the route of the war horses, avoided the top boss Liu Zhao'an, the eight-master, and their former robes, and spread their legs and fled to a place where there were few people. The smoky reeds, the collapsed tents, and the pond of half-ponded silt were ideal refuge at this moment. As long as you dodge the sharp edges of the warring sides and drop your weapons, you will not be killed immediately. This is the rule of Jushizawa, and both sides are willing to admit victory and defeat. The "mountain" and "fire" battalions that had counterattacked gave up their resistance with disdain, and strode past mud ponds, reeds, and various shelters.

"Eight masters are over!" In the mud pond, the minions waiting to be disposed of thought silently. By this time, they were no longer entitled to worry about the family and property left in the camp, it was the right of the winner, whether the other party left him a surplus of food, his woman or killed his child, he had only to accept it. And, never think about revenge! Two years ago, the same scene was staged in Julu Zezhong. That time, they followed behind Zhang Da's family and killed Sun Anzu's property, women, and subordinates. This time, it's just a repetition of what happened two years ago. They're just on the wrong side!

It doesn't take too long to wait anxiously, how to deal with the rebellion and stabilize the overall situation, Juluze has its own set of unwritten rules. When the shouts of killing gradually moved to the outside of the camp, hundreds of big men surrounded today's victors. "Gather them together and sift through them!" It was Zhang Jincheng's voice, and half an hour ago, the rebels were trying to take this person's head to the Eight Masters to take credit. Now, their fate is in the hands of this person, and even if they have weapons around them, they can't afford to resist in the slightest.

"Old rules! Throw your weapons at their feet! Zhang Jincheng's voice came again, not angry. As soon as the words fell, a sobbing sound rang out in the camp. The losers sobbed and let their accomplices be picked out of themselves and pulled away, sobbing and letting their picked out companions be tied up in brown by the winners. Then sobbing and picking up the knife thrown by the victor, sobbing and raising......

One out of ten, and the remaining nine people kill the unlucky guy who was drawn, which counts as a testimony of renewed allegiance to the victorious side. This is the rule of the Green Forest Road, and there is nothing "unfair" about both the winning and losing sides

However, today's actions of Zhang Da were far from being as crisp as before, and just as the captives were about to make a move, he suddenly hesitated again, "Slow! I'll think again! "In addition to joy, there was endless exhaustion in the hoarse voice." Third, what should you do with them! ”

"Three masters spare their lives!" "Three masters spare their lives!" Without waiting for the person being asked to give an answer, the "voters" who were tied together cried in unison. "Three masters, we are all coerced. I didn't think about rebellion! "Three masters, we will repay you for being a cow and a horse!"

"Three masters, we have already been lost to your son-in-law by the eight masters! We are yours and our lives are yours! This sentence was the smartest, which made Zhang Jincheng laugh heartily with the people around him.

"Third child, listen to what they say. It's up to you to decide! Enough laughter, Zhang Jin said that he looked at the three masters, Du Scar, and announced loudly.

The chaotic crying made the third master Du Scar very embarrassed. He was involved in the whole trap-setting process. The two fires that burned the rebels' lair outside, if there were no accidents, probably had nothing to do with his daughter Cuckoo. After today, the power controlled by their father and daughter in Juluze is only lower than that of the big boss Zhang Jincheng. All his decisions today involve the fundamental interests of his daughter and prospective son-in-law.

"Juanzi, Juanzi and Xiao Jiu, ...... the two of them?" In an instant, Du Scar, who was known for his shrewdness, couldn't see through what his old brother was thinking, his lips trembled, and he emphasized repeatedly. Zhang Jin said that he was asked to prepare quietly, and he carried it out without hesitation. Zhang Jin said that he would hide his own daughter, and he did it without hesitation. Zhang Jin said that he asked him not to worry about his daughter's safety, because the Ba Dang family has always regarded the cuckoo as a treasure and will never hurt a single hair of the cuckoo, and he still did not refute it! But now......

"Third child, don't worry. Liu Zhaoan made a bet in public, and no one can rely on it! As if he had seen through Du Scar's thoughts, Zhang Jin said he repeated it again.

"That, that!" Du Scar's lips continued to tremble, and he didn't dare to look at the weepers. "The old rules!" Finally, three words rolled out of his throat, extremely heavy!

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