With the climbing hook in Han Liangpin's family, Han Liangpin and Xiang Youbao's ability to climb high and low can be regarded as old-fashioned, that is, the kung fu of blinking, Xiang Youbao and Han Liangpin all climbed over the wall of the pot and squatted silently in the shadow of a room in the courtyard.

Looking at the situation above and below the wall of the pot from the inside, there are leopards and Han Liangpin, all of whom secretly smack their tongues!

Regardless of the height and thickness of the pot wall, just look at the horse road behind the wall with a three-foot-wide thick wooden plank, and you can naturally understand that the person in charge of the pot is deep in mind - the tenon left on the wall is not conspicuous at all on weekdays, but as long as the thick wooden plank prepared in advance is paved upwards to pave the horse path that can walk, a wine-making pot will become a war fortress that can be defended by the wall!

And on the half-high boundary of the wall, there were already some torches with rods loaded with finties around the guns that were blocked with live bricks. Although this thing can only be shot two or three zhang away, and it is quite troublesome to fill gunpowder and iron sand after the fight, as long as the people who hit the kiln outside rush through the trench, the iron sand shot out by a torch can beat the opponent within a radius of one zhang into a blood gourd, which is really a melee weapon!

There are a lot of foreign iron cylinders stacked under the corner, which look no different from the lamp oil sold in the grocery store of Sijiu City. But if the oil in these tin cylinders is ignited and poured into the trench outside the wall, it can block the people and horses who hit the kiln outside the trench, and second, it can also block the retreat of those opponents who rush through the trench. It's just an open space two zhang wide and narrow, and from the top of the wall is condescending to a hard musket, and there is iron sand with a pole on the shoulders, I'm afraid that the outside of the wall will suddenly become a Shura slaughterhouse?!

Gently bumped his shoulder against the squatting Xiangyou leopard beside him, Han Liangpin gritted his teeth and pointed at the objects on the side of the wall with the silver horn he was holding in his hand: "Xiangye, do you see it?" It is said that those people in the chrysanthemum society are in collusion with the Japanese, but they can be calculated according to the scene in front of them. It is estimated that the chrysanthemum society is a Japanese business at all, but I'm afraid that this business is not the right thing! ”

Thinking back to the strange shouts he heard just now, and then pondering the war horses that the Ju Society quietly kept in the cellar in the alley, and even more going to the street to kill a Westerner and not ending the past, Xiang Youbao nodded slightly: "In the past, I just heard my Yinghe sister say that the Ju Society is not shallow with the Japanese, and I still murmur a little in my heart." Thinking about such a big businessman, how to make a profit-seeking deal and collude with the Japanese, in order to have more ways to make money and less trouble. But after this journey, Han Ye, Jushe is the Japanese own business, and it must be right! But why do you have to put on the name of a Chinese to do this Japanese business? Isn't this taking off your pants and farting - isn't that an extra move? ”

Shaking the silver horn in his hand, Han Liangpin couldn't say why, but he carefully looked at the traces on the ground that were indiscriminately extinguished with hard soil and snow: "I'm not busy thinking about this at this time." Taking advantage of the fact that the scene in the pot is still chaotic at this moment, it is serious to hurry up and find my master! ”

Looking left and right at the wall of the pot, it looked like a chaotic building, and Xiang Youbao opened his teeth: "This house is not close to the southeast, not to the northwest, and some have doors and windows, so I can't tell where the main house is and where is the partial house?" For a while, we can't touch each other, right? ”

Shaking his head slightly, Han Liangpin put a silver horn to his mouth, pursed his lips and gently blew on a hole the size of a soybean on the silver horn. A ghostly sound suddenly spread out.

Almost instantaneously. A ghostly whistle, which also sounded faintly heard, came from a large room in the pot. As soon as he heard the ghost-like voice, Han Liangpin suddenly perked up, raised his hand and pointed to the room in the center of the pot and shouted: "It's my master who is delivering the message, it's right!" ”

grabbed Han Liangpin's arm, and Han Liangpin, who was bent on rushing towards the big house where the ghost roar sounded, shouted: "Master Han." Slow down! This is not the right way! ”

It's just that there is a leopard in the way, and Han Liangpin suddenly woke up and took a nap

As for the boundary where he injured people and burned his family, although there was a fire in another place and needed help, he didn't pick on his head and ignore the reason for his head in a blink of an eye?!

Looking at the path from the wall to the big house, I can hide myself from the shadows of other houses. But before approaching the big house, there was also a large open space that was unobstructed. If you really rush to that open space recklessly, you have to make dumplings for life?

Almost unanimity, Xiang Youbao and Han Liangpin whispered in unison: "Go to the roof!" ”

Parting the household goods they were holding in their hands to the back waist, Xiang Youbao gently supported his hands on the ground, his toes reached the wooden rafters stretched out from the eaves, and he held the scorpion that had already been practiced to climb the city upside down, and quietly curled up and climbed onto the roof.

And Han Liangpin put his back against the wall, leaning on his elbows and heels to exert his strength, but what he called was the method of gecko gong in the martial arts, and he also curled up and ran onto the roof.

There is no need to discuss or instruct each other, after you have leopard and Han Liangpin climbed to the roof, they all stepped on the wooden rafters on their toes, using ingenuity to borrow strength, and the household belongings pinned to the back waist were also grasped in their hands, and gently swept towards the snow on the roof, which was not too thick. Only then did the snow sweep away the palm-thick layer, and the thistle thorns under the snow were already impressive.

Snorted softly from his nostrils, Han Liangpin suppressed his voice and shouted, "Is this really according to the regulations in the battle fort?" The roof is covered with thistle thorns, and I am afraid that there are flap traps on the open space? It's a shame that you dragged me, otherwise I would have been so reckless, I'm afraid that my master won't be rescued, and I will have to fold it in! ”

Touching the soles of the boots, there were a few more layers of soft leather sewn on the top, and Xiang Youbao replied in a low voice: "It's also a shame that we are wearing thick-soled soft leather boots that are convenient for walking at night, otherwise there would be no place for us to settle on the roof?" Han Ye, what's the next charter? ”

Clenching the silver horn in his hand tightly, a cruel look flashed in Han Liangpin's eyes: "Anyway, this scene is already a big deal today, so I just cleaned up these bastard things, and I can welcome my master out quietly!" ”

Looking left and right at the trend of the surrounding houses, Xiang Youbao raised his hand and pointed to the house on the opposite side that could barely see the outline: "Then let's follow the fox song just agreed, sweep around separately, and meet on the roof of the opposite house?" ”

"Listen to you!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Liangpin's body jumped suddenly, like a night owl that pounced on a vole in the night, and jumped lightly onto the roof of another house. I don't know if it's because the black light is blind and I don't understand where I landed, or maybe Han Liangpin deliberately wanted to make some noise to lure the enemy, and with Han Liangpin's feet falling on the roof, a large piece of snow made Han Liangpin kick off the roof in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the snow had just landed, from behind the house where Han Liangpin had settled, two figures with hard fire in their hands had already jumped out. Before the two figures hidden in the shadows behind the house pointed the hard fire in their hands at Han Liangpin who was standing on the eaves, Han Liangpin jumped down from the roof with the sound of the wind like a black wolf jumping off a boulder. The man was still churning in mid-air, and the two silver horns had already stabbed into the hearts of the two figures like lightning.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, Han Liangpin actually had a slight deviation when he started. Although one of the figures had lost the strength to pull the hard fire trigger in his hand at that time, he was not dead for a while, and he let out a scream that made people feel numb when he pulled his throat.

With the sound of the scream, Han Liangpin didn't look at the pot burner who could only live one cigarette at most, but bent down to pick up the hard fire guy who fell to the ground, and pulled the trigger towards the surrounding house regardless of it, and in a moment, he shot the bullets of the two hard fire family shri, and then jumped on the roof lightly.

The screams and gunshots were alarmed, and the people who had been hiding in the shadows around the houses, or simply cats in the house, and only put the hard fire in their hands out of the window, suddenly someone left the hiding place and rushed straight to the place where the screams and gunshots rang out. But before the pot burners who rushed out of their hiding places arrived at the place, from the shadows of another room, there was a terrible howl again

Seeing that Han Liangpin cleaned up a few pot burners in a moment, he was not ambiguous, and pulled out a thin rope made of human hair, cow hair and twine from the bag behind his waist, and pulled it into a slipper sleeve in three or two strokes, and tiptoed towards the eaves of another room.

As if attracted by Fang Cai's screams, but he still remembered that he couldn't show up easily, a pot burner hidden under another eaves clutched the spear in his hand, shrunk in the corner of the wall and peeked into the surrounding probes, but he didn't pay attention at all to the leopard standing above his head had already slowly dropped the live buckle on top of his head.

With a flick of his wrist, the leopard was like a wolf hunting on a tree branch in the deep mountains and old forests, and lightly put the live buckle on the neck of the pot burner at his feet. Pulling the rope and walking a few steps back, Xiang Youbao and his hands tightly pulled the unusually strong rope, only until the rope tightly held in his hand could no longer feel the slightest swaying movement, then he slowly let go of the rope in his hand and jumped lightly from the roof.

Skillfully took off the looper from the neck of the pot boy who was strangled with purple-black blood water on his neck, and listened to another scream not far away, reached out and grabbed the spear that the pot boy had dropped on the ground, leveled the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger hard (to be continued......