Deng Long carried a Pu knife of more than ten catties, led a group of henchmen and minions, ran down the Baozhu Temple, and went straight to the front pass at the foot of the mountain.

Standing on the walled tower, holding a pergola, looking at the avenue under the mountain, I saw a group of about dozens of cars and horses, slowly coming towards the pass.

In the middle of the team, on the top of the carriage in the middle, there was also a big flag with the word "Zhao". Under the banner, a woman in white will be particularly conspicuous, although her face is not very clear, but the white dress is like snow, with a big chest and a bee waist, and a big red cloak behind her to hunt and hunt.

"This group of sheep is extraordinary, but which Zhao Mansion is it?" Deng Long asked suspiciously.

"With such momentum and pomp, and coming from the south, I'm afraid it's from Jiangning Zhao's mansion. Jiangning Zhao Mansion, rich Jiangnan, if you do this ticket, you can eat it for a few years. "One of the leaders on the side is also well-informed, and he can guess it.

Deng Long showed a hideous smile on his face, and raised the Pu knife in his hand: "Go, come with Lao Tzu, drink wine and eat meat in the future, it's a vote today!" ”

The gate of the village was wide open, and Deng Long only left dozens of henchmen to stick to the cottage, and led more than 200 people to rush out of the gate and go straight down the mountain.

Whew~

There was a sound of ghosts crying wolf-like howls under the cottage, and a group of bandits surrounded the thief Deng Long. Shouting and screaming, he rushed down the mountain and went straight to Zhao Hao and the others.

In an instant, Zhao Hao and his entourage of twenty or thirty people seemed to be extremely flustered and embarrassed, some of them had already turned their horses' heads, as if they were going to flee, but it was easy to escape alone, but the heavy carriage was not so easy to turn around.

When they were panicking, the more than 200 people had rushed to more than 100 steps in front of them, and everyone suddenly became quiet, and the bows and arrows in their hands were raised in unison, aiming at the bandits opposite.

"Shoot the arrows!" With Fang Baihua's order.

Woo Woo Woo ~ Dozens of feathered arrows burst into the air in unison, shooting towards the bandits like flying locusts flapping their wings, only to hear the screams everywhere, the sound of arrows shooting into the flesh and bones unconsciously, in the blink of an eye, eight or nine people have been shot to the ground.

Deng Long, who was running at the front, flew arrows with a knife, rushed over, and roared in his mouth: "Don't be afraid, there are few of them, kill all of them for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Deng Long, 69 in force, 55 in intelligence, 20 in politics, 62 in command, and 89 in health."

A relatively fierce small character.

Kill~

Fang Baihua raised his spear and took the lead in rushing to kill the past. This female devil who once dominated the situation and led tens of thousands of troops to sweep through the south of the Yangtze River, even Wu Song and Lu Zhishen conceded a few points, and when they fought, they had already become the head of everyone.

Lu Zhishen, Wu Song and Zhao Ling also followed closely, and then except for Liang Lie and four or five house slaves guarding Zhao Hao's side, the rest of the house slaves also jumped on their horses and raised their swords to follow behind the four generals in front.

That Deng Long was overjoyed when he saw Fang Baihua coming first. First, he didn't take this woman in his eyes at all, and second, he just snatched this woman into his arms, so he was in his arms.

Burst~

Fang Baihua Pegasus shot a shot, and the lightning-fast blade pierced the throat of a minion, and after quickly pulling it out, it swept towards Deng Long who was attacking.

While~

The sword and gun intersected, Deng Long originally had contempt in his heart, and did not do his best, but at this moment, he only felt a thousand catties of huge force pouring into his five organs and six lungs from his arms, and his chest was like a sledgehammer.

Deng Long was shocked, although he fell dizzy, but he didn't dare to hesitate, a lazy donkey rolled and rolled to the side of the road.

Bang bang~

The sixty-one-pound Zen staff in Lu Zhishen's hand danced vigorously, knocking down four people in an instant, two of them had their heads beaten to pieces, one was broken by laziness and collapsed to the ground, and the other was used as a chest cane, which shattered the sternum and spurted blood to death.

The ring knife in Wu Song's hand is not vegetarian, the knife light is like electricity, and several people have been killed in a blink of an eye, only to see blood and rain, flesh and bones splashing, and there is no one in front of the horse.

was preempted by a few fierce men in front, Zhao Ling's original strength was not low, but at this time, he could only pick up the leak behind his back and kill the two.

In just one shot, there was already a bloody storm ahead, and the four fierce generals entered the flock like tigers, killing ten people in an instant, and swept the thief Deng Long under the horse.

Although there are more than 200 thieves in the army, only forty or fifty people really dare to fight hard, and the rest are all joining in the fun. Those who fought with the wind now saw that their opponents were so fierce and had taken the lead, and they stopped one after another, holding spears and short knives in their hands, and shouted and stabbed forward, but none of them dared to move forward.

The bandits who occupy the mountains as kings are originally a rabble, shouting fiercely, and less than 20% of them really dare to fight for their lives. Otherwise, ten times the number of people, if it is like that kind of elite soldier in a hundred battles, everyone is desperately moving forward, Zhao Hao and other people, even if there are four fierce gods in front of him, how can he withstand it?

When Deng Long got up from the side of the road and looked into the field, there were less than forty people left on his side, entangled with Fang Baihua, Lu Zhishen, Wu Song and Zhao Ling, and more than a dozen house slaves.

There was another burst of screams, and his henchmen and outlaws were killed by four fierce generals, and the screams rose one after another, and the dozens of outlaws were also frightened, and they retreated one after another, and retreated with the bandits behind them.

Deng Long knew that he had encountered a hard idea, and if he didn't escape this time, he was afraid that the cottage would be over.

He turned over and got on the horse, holding a Pu knife in his hand, and was about to give the order to retreat, but the corner of his eye suddenly aimed at Zhao Hao.

When he saw a handsome and richly dressed son, sitting on a white horse, surrounded by four or five house slaves, shaking a feather fan in his hand, he was applauding triumphantly, and he could not help but rise from the side of his courage and make up his mind to gamble.

Kill~

Deng Long jumped on his horse and raised his sword, coming like the wind, and went straight to Zhao Hao. He was originally a person who beheaded and drained blood, but he was not afraid of death, he just wanted to fight and take Zhao Hao, not afraid of the first few fierce people in front of him to disagree.

"Protect Childe!" Liang Lie, who was beside him, shouted urgently.

Four or five house slaves raised their swords in unison, ready to meet the enemy, their expressions extremely nervous.

Zhao Hao saw that the four generals were crushing the enemy group like bulldozers, and his heart was very happy, when he suddenly saw Deng Long rushing towards him like a fierce beast with a knife.

it!

Zhao Hao stretched out his hand and shook it, there was already an extra Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and he slapped the horse out of the protective circle of the outstanding house slaves and greeted Deng Long.

At this time, Zhao Hao is no longer the same as in the past, with a force of 75, he is already a brave general, how can he take Deng Long, who has a force of 69, in his eyes.

The horse's hooves were like the wind, the ground under his feet passed away quickly, and the wind was whistling in his ears, this was Zhao Hao's first horse battle.

Ha~

Seeing that he was close to Deng Long, Zhao Hao let out a long roar, and the halberd in his hand had been raised high, and the halberd blade was shining brightly in the sunlight.

Oh~

Deng Long roared like thunder, the long knife in his hand swept up, and he did his best to slash at the war halberd in the hand of the little white face in front of him, intending to defeat the enemy with one move, and then capture it with his hand.

After the swords and halberds intersected, they were swept away, and the bodies of the two of them shook slightly, Deng Long's body shook four or five times in a row, and Zhao Hao's body only shook slightly.

Without waiting for Deng Long to sit down, Zhao Hao slashed down with another halberd, Deng Long knew that he had looked away, but he had to grit his teeth and raise his knife in one move, and stubbornly blocked Zhao Hao's halberd.

Ha~

Zhao Hao poured all his strength into his arms, and pressed it, only to bend Deng Long's arms, clench his teeth, and the bones of his whole body sounded, but he barely held on after all.

Zhao Hao was furious, and was about to take a strong pill, when he suddenly heard a pop, and a stream of blood sprayed towards him, startling him so much that he hurriedly retreated.

Looking up, I saw that Deng Long's smooth and round head had fallen to the ground, and the headless body was spraying blood and slowly falling.

Fang Baihua collected the bloody blade, glanced at Zhao Hao, turned the horse's head, and killed again.

"This, snatch my head again......" Zhao Hao muttered.

It's just that Fang Baihua, who was originally at the forefront, why did he suddenly appear behind Deng Long? A female devil who swept most of the south of the Yangtze River, personally captured Hangzhou City, and killed the envoys of the two Zhejiang roads, how could she put the head of a bandit leader in her eyes......

Zhao Hao flicked the halberd to the ground and forked Deng Long's head. shouted loudly: "Deng Long is dead, you will surrender before you tie your hands!" ”

Those bandits had been killed by a few ruthless people, and when they heard Zhao Hao's roar, they all shouted in unison, and dispersed in a hurry, many people didn't even want the knives and guns in their hands, and ran away.

The bandits guarding the mountain knew that the general trend had gone, so they had to open the gate and surrender.

……

On Erlong Mountain, the fire is all over the sky, and the Baozhu Temple is buried in a raging flame, or it will become a ruin in a few hours.

The mountain road checkpoint in front of the mountain was also forcibly demolished by Zhao Hao, who were captured before they had time to escape.

Erlong Mountain, a feng shui treasure land that occupies the mountain as the king, is completely destroyed, and there will be no more legends about the heroes of Erlong Mountain.

The sound of horses' hooves, the wheels rolling, and the group continued to march towards the capital.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task of 'Fighting the Water Margin and Eliminating Harm for the People', and get a reward: 50,000 merit points, 50,000 prestige, and 3 force fruits."

After swallowing 3 force fruits, Zhao Hao's strength increased to 78, and his whole body only felt that he had endless strength, and he couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and go to the tiger to fight.

He looked at Fang Baihua who was prancing on a horse and whipping in front of him, and had a whim in his heart, if he gave Fang Baihua a force reduction charm and took a strong pill (medium) by himself, would he be able to conquer this tigress?

When Zhao Hao was thinking wildly, the house slave who led the way in front suddenly let out a burst of cheers.

Zhao Hao hurriedly lifted the curtain and saw a majestic city wall appearing far away in the sky, undulating for more than ten miles, and he couldn't see both sides at a glance.

Zhao Hao's heart jumped, and Bianliang arrived.

He slowly boarded the carriage and looked at the only heroic city in the world with a population of one million in front of him, with a solemn look on his face and an eager light in his eyes.

The first city in the world, I'm coming!