Yuwen Chengdu fought halfway up the mountain, and for a long time, he didn't see the drunken Arhat come out to fight.

Liu Mang sent a few soldiers and shouted and cursed loudly, trying to provoke the drunken Arhat to fight, but the drunken Arhat ignored him, but threw a corpse out of the stockade.

Liu Mang was shocked, lest Pei Yuanshao be murdered.

Quickly ordered someone to snatch the body.

This corpse is so miserable, its head has been flattened, and its appearance is no longer distinguishable. But looking at the clothes and figure, it is not Pei Yuanshao.

There must be infighting in the cottage, and it is time to take this opportunity to attack.

Shi Jinwei Chi Gong, each with his own hands, took turns to attack the mountain.

However, the thieves in the village just refused to resist the danger and stubbornly defended it, throwing stones for defense.

Several attacks in a row, and the state army was hit with hundreds of people, but they were never able to approach the Black Mountain Bandit Village.

……

If a strong attack loses troops, but does not capture the tiger's feet, the army has no basis for standing.

It is not impossible to ignore the thieves with the feet of the tiger and build another camp. But in that case, it would be too time-consuming to transfer a large amount of military grain and grass from the bottom of the mountain.

Moreover, Tiger Foot is near the only way to attack Tiger Peak, leaving Tiger Foot thieves, then the transfer of military supplies will face a huge threat.

However, the strong attack was difficult to overcome, and Liu Mang frowned.

It was getting late, so I had to quit and rest.

Temporary camp, difficult to resist the enemy, ordered Shi Jin, Wei Chi Gong and Yuwen Chengdu, each with soldiers and horses, strictly guard the vital places, the army camped to rest, and then seek a good strategy to break the enemy.

……

Late at night, Liu Mang still had no intention of sleeping.

Du Ruhui crouched under the lamp, thinking hard about the best way to break the enemy.

Liu Mang was distraught and couldn't calm down, sat down in a corner of the big tent, sat down, and practiced the Yijin Jing method taught by Yang Zaixing.

The Yijin Sutra is a method of refining muscles and bones, and it is also a method of meditation.

Liu Mang has been cultivating for a while. Whenever you are upset and irritable, you can use this method to meditate to calm your mind.

"Report!"

Hearing the report, Liu Mang slowly got up.

Wei Chigong brought a black mountain minion.

"The official spares his life! Spare your life. The little one says everything, spare your life......"

This minion was forced down the mountain by a drunken Arhat and captured by Yu Chigong.

Liu Mang picked up the minions. "What is the situation with the general who caught the mountain?"

"That's good. There is also alcohol to drink every day. ”

"What?" Liu Mang suspected that this minion was talking nonsense in order to save his life, so he asked again.

"Official, the little one doesn't dare to lie. The official who was arrested on the mountain drank with Uncle Luohan every day, really! ”

How can it be?

Pei Yuanshao was arrested and went up the mountain. Will there be any more alcohol?

After asking again and again, the minions didn't know much, but they insisted that Pei Yuanshao was still alive and had wine to drink.

Could it be that Pei Yuanshao has taken refuge in the bandits?

Regardless of whether what the minions said is true or not, it is better than hearing the news of Pei Yuanshao's death.

"What did the drunken Arhat do you do when you go down the mountain?"

"Urging wine, the wine on the mountain is almost exhausted." In order to survive, the minions confessed in detail.

Drunken Arhat is a drunkard.

On the eastern side of the mountain, near Hanoi, there is a simple workshop for making coarse sake. Every half month, the workshop will send wine up the mountain.

this month. The drunken Arhat drank fiercely, and the stored wine had bottomed out. A few days ago, I sent someone to urge the workshop to deliver wine, but there was no response. The drunken Arhat forced his minions to go down the mountain to urge drinking, and was captured by Wei Chigong.

"Let me ask you, why did the drunken Arhat kill people in the mountains today?"

"Well, Uncle Luohan is the most taboo for his brothers to play with women, and he doesn't let his brothers go down the mountain to collect money, so he can only be a cat on the mountain and drink with him. The boss touched his head today and talked about playing with women. was shot to death by Uncle Luohan and thrown down the mountain. ”

Liu Mang frowned. "It seems that this drunken Arhat is not quite the same as other thieves."

"In this way, this drunken arhat is also a man of temperament." Du Ruhui's brows gradually relaxed. "Lord, there is a way to break the enemy, so and so, it can be successful!"

……

In the early morning of the next day, the army of Bingzhou no longer seemed to be in love with the war, and pulled out the camp and lined up. On the road in batches, head to Tiger Peak.

Only Shi Jin, with dozens of people, cleaned up the campsite.

"Uncle Luohan, Uncle Luohan, the officers and soldiers are gone!"

The minions on the hill who were on guard saw that the state army was gone, and they shouted excitedly.

"Yelling what?" The drunken arhat picked up a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth vigorously, but he couldn't pour a drop of wine.

"Smack!"

The wine jar was smashed to pieces, and the drunken Arhat shouted, "Where is the wine? Why haven't you sent it yet?! ”

The minions were not afraid of drunk Arhat drinking too much, but they were afraid that he would not drink alcohol, so they hid in the corner, afraid that he would be caught and asked for wine, and they would not be able to take out the wine, which would inevitably cause the pain of flesh and skin.

The drunken Arhat was yelling and looking around for wine, and the sentry minion suddenly shouted: "Uncle Luohan, the wine delivery is here!" ”

On the mountain road in the distance, a few porters, carrying several large jars on their backs, are slowly coming in this direction.

There are barren mountains and mountains here, and no one dares to come except for those who deliver wine.

"Hahaha, there's wine!" When the drunken arhat saw the wine, he danced with his hands and rejoiced like a naughty child.

"Uncle Luohan, it's not good! The officers and soldiers want to rob us of our wine! ”

"What?!" The drunken Arhat opened his blood-red eyes.

Isn't!

At the foot of the mountain, the officers and soldiers had already discovered the porter carrying the wine, and Shi Jin was beckoning his subordinates to intercept him.

"Dare to rob me of wine?!" The drunken Arhat was furious, picked up the shovel, and shouted: "Follow me to shoot the dead bird officer army!" ”

The gate of the village was wide open, and the drunken Arhat rushed down the mountain with more than 20 minions like crazy.

When Shi Jin saw the drunken Arhat coming down the mountain, he greeted him and rushed over.

"Move my wine, look for death!" The drunken Arhat regarded wine as his life, and slammed the shovel and smashed it at Shi Jin.

Shi Jin resisted a few moves and retreated timidly.

The drunken Arhat only had wine in his heart, and he didn't chase Shi Jin, and rushed to the porter who was carrying the wine. "Where's my wine, bring it quickly!"

"Here you go!" The porter who took the lead shouted, shrugged his shoulders, and shook the basket behind him.

Seeing that the back basket was about to fall to the ground, the drunken arhat was so anxious that he screamed.

"Smack!"

The wine jar was shattered on the rocks, and there was not half a drop of wine in it!

"Huh?!" Drunken Arhat was shocked.

The porter shook off the wine jar and pulled out thirteen purple gold steel whips from his back, it was Yu Chi Jingde!

The drunken Arhat roared, picked up the shovel, and slashed at Wei Chi Gong.

This place is open, Yu Chigong flashes and moves, and the steel whip is haunted, fighting with the drunken Arhat.

The drunken Arhat knew that he was in the middle of the plan, and he had no intention of fighting, so he made a few false moves, forced Wei Chi Gong to retreat, turned around and ran up the mountain.

"Where to go?" With a loud shout, Yuwen Chengdu held a phoenix winged gilded pistol and blocked the way.

"Get out of the way!" The drunken Arhat picks up the shovel and splits!

"Dang!"

Yuwen Chengdu swung a boring to meet it, and almost knocked the shovel away with one move! Yuwen Chengdu's moves are non-stop, with a backhand boring, and he goes straight to the fat brain of the drunk Arhat!

The drunken Arhat saw that this alien young general was so brave, he knew that he was invincible, his body was fat, but he was very flexible, he jumped vertically, jumped out five feet away, and ran away.

"Stay!" drank heavily, Shi Jin had already reflexively killed, and the whistle stick swept straight to the drunken Arhat.

The drunken Arhat couldn't dodge, was hit by a stick in both legs, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

Five or six officers and soldiers rushed up, each dragging their arms and legs, and tied the drunken Arhat into a knot. (To be continued.) )