However, thinking that after a while, he would be able to catch this hot little lady, and Deng Mao couldn't help but feel excited.

Before the person was caught, he had already imagined several ways to torture people in his heart.

This time, we must let this little lady see the power of labor and management.

Just when he was thinking about it, he heard a commotion at the entrance of the village.

In Deng Mao's heart, a bad premonition inexplicably rose, and his face, which was originally a little pale due to excessive blood loss, became even paler.

Facing the subordinates who were still a little stunned next to him, he roared angrily: "Go and see, what's going on over there?" ”

The subordinates woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village.

Before they could run far, they saw a cry coming from the entrance of the village,

More than a dozen young men with steel ring-headed knives were chasing dozens of bandits with hoes and iron knives, desperately slashing and killing.

Deng Mao was stunned when he watched from a distance, he was a subordinate, although they were all farmers who had just put down their hoes, but after all, the number was there.

That's dozens of people, why are they being chased and beaten by so many people?

When he got closer, Deng Mao realized that something was wrong, grabbed the collar of a thief next to him, and roared angrily:

"Damn, these untouchables, how can they have such good weapons?"

The unlucky guard was grabbed by Deng Mao by the collar, his face turned pale with fright, and he shouted with a crying voice:

"The second master, I, I, I don't know!"

Not to mention Deng Mao here, even the elite bandits who surrounded the key silver screen and the tiger and leopard rode were dumbfounded, and for a while, the movements in their hands couldn't help but slow down.

Guan Yinping seized the opportunity, shouted coquettishly, and rode a white horse to kill.

After breaking out of the encirclement, he came to the entrance of the village, and gave the retreating bandits a fierce counter-charge.

Seeing this, the tiger and leopard riders also immediately retracted their knives, and the five of them formed a conical formation, and they were directly surrounded by the bandits and torn apart.

At this moment, some of the bandits who retreated from the entrance of the village completely collapsed.

Nima, don't you fight those elites, why don't you all come to watch our group of small miscellaneous soldiers? Give it back to people and give them a way to live?

Without saying anything, the big guys threw down their weapons and ran wildly.

So, a scene that made Deng Mao vomit blood appeared.

The elite bandits who surrounded Guan Yinping, thinking of Deng Mao's explanation, desperately wanted to pursue Guan Yinping.

But the bandits inside only want to escape.

The two groups of people collided with each other like that.

All of a sudden, it was really a person's back.

In one sentence, it can be described, that is, soldiers cannot find generals, and generals cannot find soldiers.

The scene was chaos.

At this moment, Qin Xu had just met with Guan Yinping and others.

Seeing Qin Xu covered in blood, Guan Yinping turned over and dismounted, and immediately knelt down in front of Qin Xu, his voice trembling a little.

"Lord, it's the silver screen protection that is unfavorable, and it frightens you!"

Qin Xu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to help Guan Yinping up, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Ya, such a big beauty kneeling in front of herself, how nice would it be if she came to a song to conquer?

Although he was a little obscene in his heart, Qin Xu said very seriously in his mouth:

"The silver screen doesn't have to blame itself too much, isn't it great now? You see, the bandits were beaten away by us. ”

Things are just as Qin Xu said, Deng Mao ordered the troops to be withdrawn for the time being, and he was also afraid.

If those fierce cavalrymen take advantage of the chaos to give him a few more charges, then he really has no place to cry.

But this is what he thinks about too much, although the combat effectiveness of the tiger and leopard ride is very explosive, but after all, it is also a mortal fetus.

After such a long and fierce battle, they were already a little tired, and this time it was just the right time to give them a sigh of relief.

A moment later, under the gaze of more than 20 young men with knives, thousands of bandits, leaving nearly 200 corpses, slowly retreated.

"We won, we really won!"

The villagers were stunned at first, then turned to ecstasy, and cheered as if to see off the bandits away.

Deng Mao, who was already a little exhausted because of excessive blood loss, was stimulated by this again, couldn't hold back anymore, spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and passed out.

Not to mention the bandits who were in a mess, Qin Xu and a few people were led by the old patriarch and respectfully invited back to the village.

The battle just now not only made these villagers realize the strength of these 'officers and soldiers'. It also made them see the magic of this Lord Qin.

With a simple wave of his hand, twenty ring-headed knives made of stainless steel appeared.

If it weren't for some sanity, this group of guys would definitely fall to their knees and shout three times that the old fairy is coming.

Qin Xu was not polite to them, and asked the tiger and leopard riders to take Qingzhuang to clean up the battlefield, while he took Guan Yinping and returned to the courtyard of the old village chief.

After entering the house, Qin Xu took a look at the bloodstained white shirt on his body, and couldn't help frowning.

"Old patriarch, I don't know here, do you have clothes that you can wear?"

When Old Patriarch Lu heard this, he looked at Qin Xu's figure, and said with some hesitation:

"Lord Qin, there are clothes, but, but this is a little inconsistent with your identity."

When Qin Xu heard the two words, he thought there would be some big turn, but when he heard the old patriarch actually talk about his identity, he almost didn't laugh.

Identity?

Mao's identity.

Brother is still a black household.

"It doesn't matter, even if the old patriarch takes it out, so-and-so will only be there for a few days.

At this time, the old patriarch was a little relieved, and after nodding, he took the white-faced scholar and walked towards the side room.

On the way, the white-faced scholar hesitated for a moment and said:

"Grandfather, I still have a few new clothes, let's bring them to Lord Qin first."

"You? Is this appropriate? ”

The old patriarch paused, and looked at the white-faced uncle with some hesitation, his eyes were a little complicated.

The white-faced scholar nodded indifferently, as if he knew what the old man was worried about, smiled, and explained:

"It's okay, it's all some spare new clothes, and they haven't been touched yet."

Hearing this, the old patriarch was a little relieved and nodded. "Alright, let's do it first."

When the two of them were far away, Qin Xu sat down on the kang with his buttocks, humming weakly.

"Yinping, why do you think our luck is so bad, ask for a way and be surrounded by bandits."

Guan Yinping frowned, a little speechless, this question is really difficult for her to answer.

"Forget it, forget it, you don't understand it."

Qin Xu waved his hand, looking at the blood stains on Guan Yinping's body, and then he thought of something.

"By the way, Yinping, have you changed your clothes? With so much blood, let's wash it first. ”

Guan Yinping looked at her clothes, her little brows furrowed even more, she really hadn't changed her clothes.

Qin Xu sighed when he saw this, this damn ancient is really inconvenient.