Slowly, Yang He's joy at seeing the crowd faded, although this Zhuangzi was good, it was not his own place to live. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He even noticed that someone on the arrow tower opened his bow and arrow, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the vigilance and disgust in the eyes of those people.

In troubled times, people's hearts are as hard as iron, and for these polders, their own people may be the speculative ones who have come to rob them of their rations.

Minister Yang was also annoyed: "Pickle dirty goods, don't let people in." ”

Qi Youxin hesitated and said, "Xianggong ......"

Yang He nodded, forget it, this is not a place for his own people to live in peace and enjoy the paradise.

Let's go, I think about it simply, a place to live in troubled times, it is full of vigilance and rejection, a closed circle.

Even if he manages the village himself, he will not be willing to let strangers in, and he will even send heavy troops to guard the section of the river bridge in the south of the village.

I also have a little bit of thinking into the future generations, this kind of village to protect itself is not a town in the future, open four doors to do business, but I am afraid that there are not many people coming.

He was about to give the order to leave, when suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, but a woman was pleading and shouting, "Master, it's good, the child is so hungry that I can't stand it." ”

She got up from the ground, as if to run closer and pleaded, when the woman was knocked to the ground by an arrow with the sound of a bowstring rattling and a sharp cracking of the air.

Yang He's heart is down, Kaiyuan Bow, at least meets the standard of Zhongli Bow.

There was a commotion over there, the woman seemed to have been shot in the neck, Yang He didn't hear her voice, but a little girl's mournful cry was heard: "Mother, wake up, ...... awake"

The commotion in front was louder, and suddenly a man's voice sounded: "Brothers, this big family in the village is rich and unkind, and they can't save it when they see death, if everyone goes forward and breaks the village, the mother-in-law and children can also have a full meal." ”

Yang He frowned, can anyone break the polder at this point? This man has bad intentions!

He was about to see who this person was, when he saw that the homeless people in front of him seemed to be hungry and red-eyed, and they were so provoked that they were dizzy and didn't think about anything, and dozens of people rushed forward with sticks.

Subsequently......

The bowstring made a loud sound, and a rain of arrows roared in front of him, and the archers of the arrow towers on both sides flanked together.

Listening to the tense sound of the bow, Yang He's heart was awe-inspiring, Kaiyuan bows are all Kaiyuan bows, and many of them have reached the standard of Zhongli bows.

The sharp arrows roared, and they saw that the charging homeless people fell in large pieces, and then their courage was gone, and they screamed and scurried like headless flies, and many of them fell into the nearby puddle in a panic, and then there was a howl that was not like a human voice, but they were pierced by the sharp wooden thorns inside.

Yang He shouted: "Protection! ”

He covered the wooden covers of the two baskets behind him, and took his round shield from the saddle, although the archers of Weizi only attacked the homeless people in front of him, but he could not be unprepared.

Everyone in the Wu also hurriedly loosened the live rope, moved the square shield round shield in front of them one by one, protected the children behind them, held the shield grip, and was ready to raise it at any time.

Suddenly, there was another explosion in front of him, and a thick white smoke rose from the polder wall, accompanied by a fierce firelight, and I saw two men in front of me stumbling and falling to the ground without making a sound.

Yang He could see clearly that a huge hole appeared in their backs, but they were pierced through their bodies by lead bullets.

The lead bullet continued to dissipate, and then hit a third man, the first two of whom died instantly, and the man fell backwards for several meters before rolling on the ground screaming miserably.

Although he was not punched through the body, his chest was smashed to pieces by lead bullets.

Yang He gritted his teeth: "Nine-headed bird." ”

This kind of big bird can't even defend against the iron shield at a distance of 100 paces, but fortunately, the polder has not yet attacked the back, which makes Yang He a little more relieved.

The homeless people in front of them screamed, they stopped completely, and many fell to their knees in fear or ran backwards in a panic.

Looking at the polder wall and arrow tower, it seems that as long as the displaced people no longer move forward, they will also let everyone flee and ignore it.

Yang He sighed, he hung the round shield back, and said, "Let's go." ”

Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin also shook their heads and sighed, they passed it on and ordered Wu Zhong to leave.

However, at this time, the displaced people kept running backwards, and the road was full of people, even if the road was four or five meters wide, it was not easy for everyone to leave for a while.

Yang He simply ordered everyone to avoid a flat area between puddles on the side of the road, and wait for the displaced people to pass.

A little girl came crying, she held back her tears, sobbed and cried out to her mother, seeing that she was completely black and mush, and had entered the cold winter, still wearing thin linen clothes, and shabby like a sack, wearing a pair of straw sandals, shivering from the cold.

Yang He saw that the little girl was only six or seven years old, and her mother seemed to be the woman who had been shot in the first place.

Seeing a group of people behind her, several men's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Yang He sighed: "Take this little girl in." ”

Zhao Zhongju hurriedly responded, she pulled the little girl over, and said, "Child, I will follow my aunt in the future." ”

Seeing that the little girl looked at her timidly, she took out a piece of jerky from her arms and said softly, "Hungry, this is for you by your aunt." ”

Seeing the jerky on the little girl's hand, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Suddenly, the man's voice sounded again: "All the townspeople, the rich people in the world are not good things, the big families in this village are, and so are the scholars." Why can he ride a horse and we can only walk? The whole group went up together, took the horses, and we had a full meal, and watched them carry their burdens, and maybe there was food in them! ”

The surroundings are quieter, and many people look at Yang He, who is riding on a horse, standing out from the crowd, so eye-catching.

Yes, Zhuangzi is not easy to deal with, but the gang in front of him ......

Anyway, if you can't live, it's better to die when you're full, and take this horse is enough for yourself to have a full meal.

Minister Yang was furious: "Who is talking?" ”

Yang He was furious: "Look for death!" ”

He didn't see the man, but his eyes swept over, and the eyes of the gang flashed with incomparable madness and despair, and the eyes of some of the displaced people in the past also flashed with intent in their eyes, and they paused, as if they had a tendency to surround them, and this kind of terrain.

Yang He knew that he must not show mercy, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

He snapped the five-force bow into his hand, and at the same time slammed an arrow into it.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of the bowstring, and arrows shot out.

"Poof!" The arrow entered through his throat and peeked out from the back of his neck, and before a man could make a sound, he rolled to the ground clutching his throat.

He struggled and convulsed, the pain of being shot through the neck.

As soon as Yang He turned around, he snorted an arrow, and another man rolled on the ground with his neck covered.

Yang He opened the bow left and right, shooting repeatedly, the sound of the bowstring was one after another, he shot more than a dozen arrows in a row, and a large number of people fell in front and behind, all of them were shot through by him, rolling on the ground just convulsions and struggling, and the thick smell of blood spread.

There was a scream all around, and everyone retreated to the periphery, as if this was the forbidden place of death.

Some people even didn't see the road clearly and accidentally fell into a puddle on the side of the road.

Even the sound of exclamation came from the side of the polder wall arrow tower, and the figure was heavy, pointing to this side.

Yang He shouted: "Kneel down!" ”

Minister Yang and Han Daxia took the waist knife and round shield in their hands, and they both shouted violently: "All kneel, those who don't kneel die!" ”

The surrounding homeless people watched blankly, everyone was intimidated by the power of Yang He, and in the sound of porphyry, they involuntarily knelt down all over the place, leaving only a helpless man standing.

The man looked loyal and honest, but his eyes were full of panic at this time, and when he saw Yang He's gaze, he screamed, turned around and ran.

Yang He looked at him coldly, those brainless fools moved as soon as they instigated it, died early and reincarnated, and the culprit in front of him couldn't be let go.

He shouted: "Ying'er, Qian'er, hold on tight." ”

With a choking sound, he drew his saber and chased after the man.

The man was so frightened that he cried out and ran, hoping that someone would help him resist his pursuers.

But along the way, when the homeless people saw Yang He riding their horses, they all climbed far away to both sides of the road, where could they take care of him?

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