Chapter 262: Where the Fisherman (Part II)

Suddenly opened the gate of the village, and jumped out from the wall one after another with a few iron guns and handklocks, almost every iron gun and handklocks Ding gang who rushed out first had the idea of filling out a road for their companions with their lives, and they didn't protect their bodies and faces at all, but they danced with the handy things in their hands one by one, and they didn't care about the pain and pain of the injuries on their bodies, all of them were round-eyed, hoping to touch the black hand hiding outside the courtyard as soon as possible.

With the help of those iron guns who rushed out of the courtyard, several people with short guns and hard fire in their hands were hiding next to the gate of the courtyard, and a pair of eyes were all staring at the territory of the Tibetan people outside the door, just hoping that the opponent would have an outcrop and show his appearance, and the rest of the thing should be to rely on the short guns and hard fire to hold the position first, so that it would be convenient for the other men to rush over and fight in close quarters!

But he took a full posture, and put two shots into the grass that he could hide, but the outside of the village still looked cold and uninhabited. But with the sound of gunfire again, the movement of the gong ringing became clearer and clearer from the direction of the village that was faintly visible in the distance!

Holding the iron gun in his hand, the older iron gun handkerchief Ding Gang stretched his neck from the door to look at the movement outside the village, and then listened to the sound of the gong in the wind, then turned his head and whispered to the stocky man standing behind him: "Palm handle, this scene today is really a bit evil!" There is a master who hides a black hand against us outside, and it is estimated that he is also an old character in the scene of the rivers and lakes. Knowing that we can't afford to delay in this courtyard, we are waiting for us to go on the road with the things we just got and hold back our thoughts to attack us halfway! ”

Listening to the sound of the gong gradually spread in the surrounding places where the smoke could faintly be seen, the stocky man who also held a short-handled iron gun in his hand gritted his teeth in annoyance, and stared at the direction of the village where the sound of the gong sounded with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. But he could only sigh helplessly

The owner's house around Sijiu City can be more or less able to climb some incense friendships. If you really talk about it in detail in the previous few lives, it will all be blood relatives within five suits of the flag people's family. Although the Qing Dynasty has now lost its banner, the hardcore crops have fallen into the seedlings, and even many farms outside the city are no longer the industries in the hands of the banner people, but these long-term tenant families who have lived on the fields of the Zhuangyuan for several lifetimes have gradually merged into another group of acquaintances and close relatives because of weddings and funerals.

On this day of change of dynasty and turmoil in the world. Even if it is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, it is difficult to say that there is a place in Sijiu City where you can spend your life cleanly, let alone these Zhuang families who live outside Sijiu City?

In order to protect their lives and belongings, they could no longer count on the military and police families around Sijiu City at the Yamen, and they didn't know which village the elders picked the leaders first, and set the rules that each family sounded the gong to warn and help men, women, and children together. In the past three or five years, there have been stories in various villages that have followed this rule to scare away the bandits and scare away the strong beams, and the rule of sounding the gong for help has gradually spread among the villages.

According to the big guy's usual discussion, a village gong sounds, and hundreds of households help each other. The strong young men of each village can gather together with two cups of tea, and the characters in each village who can take the lead will lead the village towards the village where the gong is sounded. What's more, the original martial arts in the land of Yan Zhao prevailed, and there was never a shortage of red-faced men who were righteous and brave, and the bandits of more than 100 people saw the hundreds of strong young men who came from all over the place with strong sticks, and most of them had to make an idea of smearing oil on the soles of their feet first!

Looking back at a few iron-gun men who were still squatting behind the courtyard wall, the stocky man almost squeezed out a sentence from his nose and eyes: "Clean up your things, follow the old rules, and break through!" ”

With the order of the stocky man. The Ding Kou in the iron gun suddenly spread out the formation and protected the front door of the large open courtyard of the village, and put on a posture of splitting the head and opening the way. And those iron guns and handmaidens who look old or young, and their skills are not too neat. But they all pulled out the ropes of ox tendons wrapped in twine from their waists, and then tore off pieces of linen cloth with stumbling holes from the placket of their clothes, and packed the good things that had just come out of the farm into pockets like large cotton shoulders.

After staring at the iron handmaiden put those pockets that looked like large cotton shoulders on each of them, and then tied them with those cow tendon twine ropes, the stocky man looked at the already dark sky and took a deep breath. The cruel voice whispered to the Ding gang in the iron gun handkerchief: "Break! ”

Like a group of vicious wolves who were in a hurry to return to their nests after foraging for food, the iron-clad men all responded in unison, and suddenly spread their footsteps and crashed into the winding road outside the village.

It is also a food skill honed for many years, and the few iron spears and handkerchiefs that rushed to the front are all holding the short guns they have just obtained with one hand, and holding the iron guns and machetes that are easy to use on weekdays with the other. Although the steps under the soles of the feet are urgent, when they take a step, they only use seventy percent of their strength, and there is a lot of strength on the waist pole. But whenever you see a wind and grass and encounter a hidden arrow and a gun, I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, you will be able to open up the formation and pounce on it to fight back!

Five or seven steps away from each other, it was still the Ding Kou in the Iron Gun Lock, holding all kinds of good household goods, and it seemed that the Iron Gun Lock Guy who was carrying a burden on his body and gathering in a pile to run was loosely protected. But among the iron guns and handkerchiefs who gathered and ran with their heads buried in their heads, there were three or two Dingkou who were holding the handsome things, and their eyes widened as they ran, patrolling the movements around the road. If there is a bodyguard who has escorted the camel caravan on the foreign trade road, the official will see this meeting, and he will have to praise it from the bottom of his heart-old way!

In such a guard formation, there is a name called 'Mianli Needle' in the bodyguard shop. It was a bunch of people running around in a hurry, but as long as they encountered the slightest wrong movement, the hard hand Ding Kou mixed with the gang's mouth could immediately beckon his companions to run out of the chaos to guard against it. Even if the opponent with a horse under the crotch crashed into the guard's formation, it could resist for a while with a few hard hands that suddenly burst out of the crowd. Wait for the companions around to ease up, can't you make a fuss about the master who recklessly crashed into the middle of the escort formation, and still has to be a person who can't eat and walk, steals chickens and can't eat rice?

If you really say it with your conscience, you can count the dart games in the 49 city, and you can practice the dart line of this 'Mianli needle' formation. It is estimated that there are only three or five of them?

This really responds to the old saying 'anti-theft first ask the thief', and the Dingkou who followed behind the iron gun and the Ding gang on the back road all seemed to be in no hurry at all, and they all stopped after running out of the road for a while, half-squatting around to look at the surrounding movements, only to wait until the companion behind him crossed the position he was in. After squatting down in a place that could be seen by the eyes in front of him, he suddenly stood up and ran forward, rotating again and again, sealing the back road of an iron gun and a man so that the needle could not be inserted, and the water could not be splashed.

didn't even pile up in the dreadlocks, leading two hard hands with very reasonable kung fu, but the stocky man who spoke in the iron gun was covered by the increasingly thick twilight, and quietly fell far behind the iron gun and the handkerchief team. Through the mound of low trees, weeds and rocks, it slowly moved forward, like a few poisonous snakes that have just woken up from hibernation and are lazily searching for their prey!

Following behind the stocky man, seeing that the team of people and horses had run out of Xiaowulidi, and seeing that they could run, it was still a spacious and flat official road, and an iron gun handkerchief Ding Kou couldn't help but come to the stout man's side, lowered his voice and asked quietly: "Palm, I haven't seen the slightest movement along the way, I'm afraid that the characters outside the courtyard have already scared us away?" ”

glared fiercely at the iron gun beside him who violated the rules of work. The stocky man shouted coldly without the slightest anger: "In the blink of an eye, I quietly cleaned up our brothers who stayed outside the courtyard." Piggybacking on two hard hands without even revealing a trace, such a character can also be scared away? ”

Bowing his head in disdain, the iron-clad man hesitated for a moment, but he didn't care about the rules of going out to do business on weekdays, and said to the stocky man again: "Then you will be on the main road, as long as you follow the main road and go forward for another three or four miles." Go to the forest where we are stationed in the horse and change the foot strength, even the gods will take us without a rut! What is the idea of this character who has not obtained wealth and seeks revenge and is against us? ”

Before the stocky man, who was already angry, could speak, a dozen fist-sized and vaguely sparkling things flew out of a bush on the left side of the road, which was not too luxuriant. It almost fell on the left side of those iron guns and handkerchiefs who were gathering and running around!

With a dull explosion like a rolling mine, the black things that had been surveyed to the ground exploded one after another, and the entire road was suddenly shrouded in a white smoke. Through the thick white smoke, the screams and wails of the iron guns and the men who were still running in an orderly manner came out one after another: "Eyes, my eyes."

"Oh my legs."

"I'm afraid this smoke is coughing and covering my nose and mouth, and I'm afraid this smoke is poisonous!"

Ignoring the wailing and screaming men who were wrapped in white smoke, the stocky man led a few of his companions with good skills and rushed straight to the bushes that were not dense at all on the side of the road. The man was still dozens of steps away from the bushes, and a porcelain torch that had been prepared earlier in the hand of the stocky man had already smashed heavily into the bushes.

As the porcelain torch smashed on the stones in the bushes, some of the yellow phosphorus powder poured into the porcelain torch suddenly burst into flames, illuminating the originally black bushes.

By the slightest bit of light, the stocky man who had already rushed to the front immediately saw more than a dozen big nest bows made of pimps and branches. It seems that it is too simple to be simple, and several of the nest bows have already scattered and split apart after ejecting the fist-sized thing (to be continued......