"You go, you hurry up, or Lao Tzu will kill you!"

You Hua covered the deep wound on his arm, and howled miserably while roaring hoarsely at the water bandits who came to help.

It was a real pole, and he couldn't see the appearance of the torture knife clearly in the dark night, and it was also the rise of killing, and in the spirit of making a good impression in front of the leader, he threw up his harpoon and rushed forward.

The result was obvious, this real pole could not hold up two knives in front of the torture knife and fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood gushing from the neck could be seen clearly even in the dark night.

"It's... How is this possible!! ”

You Hua's eyes widened, his eyes were full of fear, and he no longer had the slightest intention of fighting, and he rushed into the night without looking back, and disappeared after a while.

"Poof!"

Seeing You Hua fleeing, Xing Yidao knew that he might be the leader of the bandits, so he naturally didn't want to let go, and just chased a few steps, suddenly the heat surged, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out without warning.

Xing Yidao squatted on the ground with a painful face, trying to stand up, but all those behind him saw were his violently trembling feet.

"One sword!"

"Captain, protect Captain!!"

The only remaining fifty or so salt lads spontaneously approached this side, surrounding the torture knife, many of them gritted their teeth while holding the waist knife, looking at the more and more water bandits around them, a touch of despair rose in their eyes.

"My lord, my lord, I am incompetent with a knife, I can't even protect the salt farm, I'm incompetent!!"

"Captain, don't say that, we all did our best, I believe that the adults will avenge us!"

Xing Yidao looked at the salt ding who spoke, and said to himself:

"It's over, it's all over! Once we are lost, not only will the people in the salt fields be killed by the bandits, but even the salt farms of the adults and the hopes of all the brothers of the salt will be destroyed by my torture hand, I..."

"Ugh..."

Just as the salters were clenching their waist knives and preparing to defend the saltworks with their final decisive charge, a shout suddenly sounded from behind.

"Kill, kill the water thief!"

"Everyone, hurry up and help the Yanding heroes drive away the water thieves and protect the salt farm, this is also our home!!"

Xing Yidao looked at it strongly, his eyes widened suddenly, and the salters all looked incredulous.

The bandits were sharpening their knives and preparing to settle the battle once and for all, when suddenly many civilians rushed out of the wooden door behind him.

These people shouted slogans to kill the water thieves, and most of them were wooden sticks and plough rakes in their hands, but they were all fierce and rushed towards them without fear of death.

The bandit turned around in horror, and a middle-aged man with a wooden stick gritted his teeth and smashed it at him.

But nothing happened, and he laughed, and was about to teach this untouched untouchable man a lesson, when another citizen poked him in behind with a pitchfork.

Before he could scream, a few more people came around with sticks and rakes...

"Hahahaha, captain, it's not over yet, we have a saver!!" A descendant of Yanding laughed excitedly with a waist knife, and he couldn't even care about the knife wound on his body.

Xing Yidao stood up strongly, turned around and shouted: "Brothers, what the people want, this is what the people want!" For the sake of adults, for the sake of the salt works, follow me to kill all these water thieves! ”

"Kill all the water thieves!!"

......

I don't know how long it took, with the three roosters in the salt pan, the sky gradually turned white.

Behind them stood dozens of dying people and stove households, and suddenly, another sound of footsteps came, and the water bandits seemed to have no end, breaking through the gate and rushing in.

Xing Yidao and the only two remaining salts looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of determination in their eyes, this time there was really no way.

"Hurry up, our brigade can't all die here!"

The two salters were also at the end of the crossbow at this time, and were about to say something, when suddenly a common man pointed to the distance and shouted in surprise:

"Look over there, it's the banner of the Wendeng camp!!"

The man was shocked, and everyone who was still in the courtyard, whether it was the water bandits or the common people, looked into the distance.

I saw a red flag rising on the horizon in the distance, and the word Wendeng jumped on it, and the soldiers of the Wendeng battalion came neatly under the big flag, holding spears and stepping on cowhide boots.

Seeing the person in front, a smile appeared on the corner of Xing Yidao's mouth, relaxed, and muttered:

"Sure enough, Brother Yang has arrived.... There is salvation... There is salvation..."

On the day Wang Zheng defeated the Jinshui River, he learned the true intention of Langli Baitiao from his master Guan Qingtian, realized the importance of this matter, and immediately ordered.

The soldiers of the first outpost advanced lightly, carrying only the necessary dry food and weapons, and traveled non-stop all the way, just to gallop to the aid of Chishan Town, and finally arrived here in the early morning of the third day.

Langli Baitiao couldn't find You Hua, who was in charge of directing the attack last night, and just jumped into the courtyard in a rage to prepare to kill the Quartet, but he heard these people pointing behind him in surprise.

They are all people who are going to die at their own hands, why are they so excited?

Langli Baitiao looked over in wonder, the three souls went to the six spirits, and his face turned pale.

"Impossible! How did Camp Wenden come so quickly? ”

Looking at these serious soldiers of the Wendeng battalion, the bandits were all frightened, and a few percent of them took advantage of the chaos to slip away.

Everyone present knew that the Wendeng camp in Ninghai Prefecture City had defeated nearly 3,000 people on his side with only 150 people, and when they saw the banner of the Wendeng camp fluttering, they had already lost their hearts of war.

The people who guarded Zhuangzi and Yanding were greatly demoralized, and Huang Yang took a sentry soldier from the Wendeng camp to kill, and the water bandits, who had been fighting for a whole day and a night, were already exhausted.

The Wendeng camp and the manor formed a two-sided encirclement, and Huang Yang gave an order, and a sentry soldier quickly formed a line of guns and slowly advanced.

Not to be outdone, Baitiao led the water bandits to attack several times to break through.

But it was just useless work, no protection, and the uneven quality of the water bandits were powerless to fight back in the face of the Wendeng battalion's gun array, and he could only watch the old poles who dared to rush and kill being poked to death one by one.

Under the absolute disparity in strength, the water bandits finally collapsed and fled in all directions.

After the battle, a sentry officer came to hug his fist and said:

"Sentinel, the remaining thieves fled everywhere and ordered a pursuit?"

Huang Yang shook his head and said softly: "Just let the local salt Ding solve it, they have all come over to fight in the Red Mountain." ”

The officer suddenly realized, nodded, and turned back to give the order.

Huang Yang walked in the courtyard and had nowhere to put his feet, there were water bandits, salt dings and the corpses of ordinary people lying everywhere, and there was nothing empty on the body of every salt ding who died in battle, there were injuries everywhere, and it was extremely tragic.

In the end, he came to the body of Xing Yidao, who had already fainted, his face was full of shock, and he sighed:

"Maybe even Brother Zheng wouldn't have thought that the main force of this crackdown on bandits was not our Wendeng camp, but Yanding and the people..."