In the twilight, there were many swords, and the screams were everywhere, and the escapees fell to the ground one after another, and in an instant, there were more than a hundred unjust souls in the wilderness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The living huddled on the official road, their faces only left with the fear and dazedness of their deathbed. The desperate screams drowned out Zhu Qiming's shouting.

The sound of drum-like hooves suddenly stopped, and the expected loot had not yet arrived, still forcing people to wait in pain in helplessness.

Just as the screams were about to subside, a very slight hoof sound suddenly sounded outside the road, and after a long time, another sound sounded······

A full moon hangs in the treetops, blue and red, with a bit of enchantment. The bewitching jade plate reflected the figure of a war horse, the war horse only took a step, and the figure on the horse's back in armor was fixed on the jade plate, the outline of the mask was like a sculpture, the scimitar turned into a black shadow, and there were still fine drops falling from the arc.

Zhu Qiming suddenly felt a sharp blade-like gaze sweeping past him, and immediately bent down and quietly slipped off the horse.

Tartar thieves wearing masks? Not in a hurry to loot? In a careful search crowd for a specific target? When these three questions suddenly came to mind, Zhu Qiming only felt a chill down his spine.

His intuition told him that the Tartar thief was coming for him, and he didn't want to harm the innocent, and he didn't want to sit still!

The slow sound of hooves faded away, frightened by the vicious gaze and the murderous aura of Sensen, and the women and children in the crowd screamed or cried loudly again.

"It's the man who stands up and protects his woman and his children!" Under the cover of noisy voices, Zhu Qiming opened his throat and shouted.

Dozens of sturdy men nearby hesitated for a moment when they heard the sound, looked at the women and children around them, gritted their teeth, put down their luggage, and pulled out their flat poles and wooden sticks.

"It's a death horizontally and vertically, it's better to fight!" The two fat brothers suddenly appeared, and after the big fat shouted, they nodded at Zhu Qiming.

"Fight!" Several Jianghu artists showed their weapons and echoed, including the two brothers and sisters who were juggling.

Because there were so many people fleeing, there were cries and screams, and the movement here did not attract the attention of the Tartars.

In the moonlight, I dimly saw more than 200 men gathering one after another. Several of them muttered, then shook their heads and sighed, apparently undecided on how to fight the Tartars.

Seeing this, Zhu Qiming hurriedly said: "Tartar thieves and horses wear thick armor, and they can't be taken directly." Fortunately, there were only eleven Tartar thieves, and they were scattered. We divided into eleven squads, dealt with the eleven Tartars respectively, twenty people in each class, quietly approached the Tartars, and used ······ first" Pointing to the flat pole in a man's hand, he suddenly paused, and it was not until the man said "flat pole" that he continued: "First sweep the horse's legs with a flat pole and a wooden stick, and as soon as the thief lands, he will use the stick together, and don't give him a chance to fight back." ”

Zhu Qiming has been training in the palace for a year, and he has a lot of feelings, and he is confident that this method will be effective against the Tartar thieves. However, the crowd deceived him for his youth and refused to be credulous, and more than 200 people still stood there hesitating.

"I ······ He was once a disciple of the British prince. Zhu Qiming is obviously not used to lying, and he looks quite embarrassed when he opens his mouth, and his words are stumbling.

Zhang Yu, the father of the British Duke Zhang Fu, died in battle with the Yongle Emperor in the Jin Dynasty; Zhang Fu once led tens of thousands of troops to quell the Annan rebellion in one fell swoop and made great achievements; The prince Zhang Mao was also quite proficient in strategy, and he liked to call talented children to teach the art of war from an early age, which was well known to the world. As long as you have a little relationship with such a prominent person, your worth will skyrocket, if you are really a disciple of the prince, then you have it! Not to mention how rare the strategy learned from the son of the world is, just by virtue of this extraordinary identity of being able to enter the eyes of the son of the world, it can make people look up to a hundred times.

Hearing the accent of this young man in the capital, and the moonlight vaguely saw that he had a rather unearthly appearance, everyone's minds were already in doubt.

"If you don't do it again, once the Tartar thief rushes to kill, we will definitely die!" Zhu Qiming said hurriedly.

"The little brother is right, you can't miss the opportunity, don't do it yet!" Big Fat helped the cavity at the right time.

Only then did everyone settle down, hurriedly divided into shifts, and quietly approached the Tartar thieves with courage·····

As Zhu Qiming expected, the sneak attack was successfully carried out, and the eleven Tartar thieves became wild ghosts in a daze. None of the men who participated in the siege died, except for a few who broke their feet or sprained their wrists due to the exertion.

Too easy. As long as it is organized and bloody, thousands of people can trample more than ten Tartar thieves to death!

Everyone was excited, and many men looked up to the sky and muttered, as if they had spit out all the evil breath that they had been holding for a long time. They will never again be chased by a Tartar thief like a sheep, and the fierce Tartar thief is so vulnerable!

The fleeing people were divided into two shifts, the big class was obviously a local resident of Gulinji, and returned the same way; There are only a few dozen people in the small class, most of whom are Jianghu artists, and they still travel south along the official road.

"Little brother, like a big dealer!" Big Fat cocked his thumb, "Maybe there will be Tartar thieves here, you have a horse, you can go first." ”。

Zhu Qiming thought of the agreement with Xu Gong, so he stepped on the horse with the help of the big and fat people, resigned from everyone, and rode south with the joy of victory.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Qiming came back from the excitement and found that he was running alone and on a horse on the deserted official road around him, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of fear in his heart.

Fear stems from two evils: the beast and the thief.

Out of fear of beasts and thieves, night walkers are most afraid of the dark, at this moment the bright moon hangs high, the four fields are white and bright as day, this should make people feel calm, but the moonlight under the mountain shadow is wet, the wind and beasts are singing, bleak as promised, but it is even more creepy.

Zhu Qiming clamped his legs and urged the horse to gallop.

Suddenly, two horsemen appeared on the field path on the left, the sound of hooves was like a shower, and the figures floated very strangely towards the official road under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Stop!"

There was arrogance in the shouting, Zhu Qiming instinctively realized that he had encountered a mountain bandit, he did not panic in the slightest, but quickly calmed down, leaned on the horse's back, and kept urging the horse to speed up.

The two on the left failed to intercept Zhu Qiming and were left far behind.

What's worse is that Zhu Qiming's mount has been galloping for too long, his physical strength is exhausted, his snort is obviously aggravated, and the sound of hooves behind him seems to be getting closer and closer.

Zhu Qiming gritted his teeth, resolutely spurred the horse, and then quickly rolled off the horse's back to the ground, while the mount accelerated forward with all his strength.

Holding back the pain in his buttocks and legs, Zhu Qiming lay down in the depression outside the road, only to see two horsemen galloping in front of him, dropping a series of foul language.

The sound of hooves was far away, Zhu Qiming got up, raised his eyes, and the moonlight reflected the outlines of more than ten houses, as if they were half a mile away.

Village!

This must be the village that Xu Gong said! Zhu Qiming was very excited, and walked towards the village.

Walking through a small forest, Zhu Qiming stopped suddenly. In the middle of the night, how could you rashly break into the village? It's hard to say whether others are willing to take you in, but if you make a disturbance and make everyone in the village know that outsiders are coming to the village, won't it make it even more difficult for you to deal with yourself!

By the moonlight, he saw a haystack not far away, and the experience of two years of wandering told him that it was a haystack built by the family of the cattle keeper.

I had to spend the night here! Zhu Qiming is used to sleeping in the open air, and feels that there is a haystack under him to shelter from the wind and cold, which is already quite luxurious.

There was a hole in the bottom of the haystack, and he plunged into it, and suddenly heard a low howl, like a dog's bark, and he was startled, and when he sat down to look closely, he vaguely recognized the appearance of a fluffy puppy.

The puppy doesn't bite, but it is extremely unfriendly, and arches it outward with its head against Zhu Qiming's buttocks, obviously not wanting to share the litter with him, an uninvited guest.

Zhu Qiming smiled bitterly and got up to leave, went around to the other side, dug out a hole under the grass, and felt that it was big enough for him to move around in it, so he got in.

Unexpectedly, the puppy came to the entrance of the cave to take a look, probably thinking that the nest here was more comfortable, so he unceremoniously got into it and lay down next to Zhu Qiming.

The dignified prince has been reduced to the point of fighting for the nest with the dog and sleeping with the dog, it is really a phoenix with wings that is not as good as a chicken!

He closed his eyes in a daze, and two tears hung from the corners of his eyes.