If you don't talk about war, just talk about peacetime, all dynasties, the most bandits are the most rampant, the Song Dynasty dares to say second, no dynasty dares to admit first. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So, if a gang of thieves is ransacking a village, don't make a fuss.

A thief is cutting the old woman in front of him who is protecting her daughter in half.

Then another knife slashed down the girl who had pounced on the old woman and cried, and then rushed towards the next villager with a fierce blow.

Although the sky was not bright and the light was a little dark, it could be seen that there were only about a dozen thieves in this group.

But don't look at the only a dozen or so, the ones who killed each one did not frown, and the blades in their hands were extremely neat, and the villagers were usually killed with one knife, and the second knife was rarely used.

These are good hands for killing, the people who are killed under the knife are extremely miserable, either a knife is cut in two or a knife in the heart will be pierced into it, the power of the knife is great, the position of the knife is extremely accurate, and it is an old bandit at a glance.

There are more than ten old bandits, which are already a force that can go sideways in the Great Song Dynasty.

In this era, a strong man dares to block the road and rob money, most of the so-called heroes in the Water Margin are like this, and Shi Jin, the nine-pattern dragon, once robbed the aisle alone.

More than a dozen bandits dared to storm the county seat, forcing the county commander to send grain, grass and goods to keep them safe.

Such a strange thing can only happen in the Great Song Dynasty.

It is said that such a village cannot recruit such a group of strongmen, look at this village, it is only a village of fifty or sixty people, not even a dock fort, and the surrounding protection is some wooden fences that can only prevent wolves and insects, how can you prevent this group of strongmen, seeing that the villagers are going to die.

A bearded bandit chopped the hunting fork in the hand of the old man in front of him with a knife, and then he would take a knife to kill this old immortal.

I am afraid that there are more than a dozen villagers who have died in the hands of the bearded bandits, and they have already killed a little red-eyed, and the short knife in their hands is stained bloody.

The old man didn't die, even if he stared at the bearded bandit with blood-red eyes after the hunting fork in his hand was chopped off, he didn't die.

It's not that the bearded bandit's knife is unfavorable, it's not that it's soft-hearted and doesn't want to kill, and it's not that he doesn't have the strength to kill the old man in front of him.

Rather, his knife is gone, and a man who has been shot in the wrist by an iron arrow, what else can you expect him to be able to hold onto?

But the bandit is the bandit, the bearded face with the arrow in his right hand roared in pain, the left hand grabbed the iron arrow that was deeply inserted into the wrist of the right hand and pulled it out violently, and the backhand flew over and hung on him, opening his big mouth to reveal Bai Sensen's several front teeth and biting the back of the old man's head on his neck.

However, God didn't seem to want to take the old man's life, and the bearded bandit's left hand, which pierced the back of the old man's head with an iron arrow, let an iron arrow shoot through his wrist.

The extreme pain made the bearded bandit unable to exert even a trace of strength in his hands, and although the old man's teeth were not as strong as when he was young, they had already gnawed open.

The sound of the bowstring kept ringing, and the wrists of more than a dozen bandits with knives were all shot through by iron arrows, and even because of the power of iron arrows, they usually passed through the wrists after being shot, and they couldn't hold knives even if they were good in the future.

There was also an unlucky one who actually had his entire wrist cut off by an iron arrow.

But it can be seen that the archer who secretly shot such superb archery skills did not have the intention of killing people, and shooting down the sharp blades in the hands of the bandits one by one was just to save these villagers in front of him, although there was not much left.

As the leader of this gang of bandits, the bearded bandit naturally has a clear mind, and when he looks at the iron arrow in the dense fog outside the village, he knows that this is just a nosy thing for passers-by to see.

Seeing that all the brothers in his family were unable to hold their swords and guns with arrows in their wrists, they knew that they did not know how to advance or retreat, and they were afraid that the remaining villagers with hunting forks would kill themselves and others.

So he threw the old man hanging on him to the ground, and regardless of the fact that his neck was bitten off by the old man A large piece of flesh, and roared "Retreat!" ”

turned around and ran out, but his hands were broken, and he couldn't climb the horse, but his height, legs, and foot strength were also amazing, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the morning fog with the dozen bandits.

Only a dozen horses and a canopy carriage remained.

"Thief...... Don't go, thief, don't go......" The old man swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth, and rushed out of the village with a hideous face, eager to tear off a few more pieces of the thief's flesh and blood.

There were few living people left in the village, except for the old man, there were only a few women and children left, and the prime of life had been killed and injured at the beginning.

The woman and the child were hiding in the house, but the old man was guarding the door with a hunting fork, and when he saw the old man rushing out, a woman hurriedly ran from the house and grabbed the old man.

"Seventh uncle, don't go, the rest of the village's bones and blood are all in this house, if you are old and have three long and two short, how can I wait for useless women and children to live?"

The woman knelt on the ground and cried and clung to the old man's feet, not letting the old man go half a step forward.

was stopped by the woman like this, and the old man, whose face was covered with blood stains and his eyes were bloody, retreated, and his legs fell into a pool of blood on the ground as soon as he became weak.

In fact, the old man's strength has long been exhausted, and he was just a breath of qi in his chest before, but now that the thief has retreated, the qi in his chest has also dispersed.

At this time, he sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the corpses everywhere were his own children and nephews, and couldn't help but feel sad from it, and old tears came out of his eyes.

The women and children in the house saw the thieves retreating, and several women no longer stopped at the door of the house, threw the kitchen knife in their hands, snatched it out and threw it on their own man and cried, last night was still a living person, why did he become a ghost in a different place in a blink of an eye?

The old man looked at these dozen women and children, and a trace of gray flashed in his eyes, although these women and children barely survived this catastrophe, they may not survive very much when the young and strong people in the village have died, and they may not even be able to survive this winter.

His own son also died, and the old man's eyes were full of despair when he saw his daughter-in-law and little grandson crying and putting his son's body together in three pieces.

He staggered to his feet, took two steps back unsteadily, and tripped over an iron arrow nailed to the ground.

The iron arrow seemed to have great power, and it tripped on the ground, and the old man almost fell, but the iron arrow didn't move at all.

After the old man stood firmly, he saw the iron arrow, and a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in his dead gray eyes.

The old man straightened up, walked to the entrance of the village, and bowed to the thick fog from which the iron arrows were flying.

"Old man Wang Qi, thank you for the kindness of your benefactor's life, and please show up to see it, so that the old man can thank him in person."

The old man Wang Qi actually didn't have a bottom in his heart, he didn't know who the person who shot the heavy iron arrow in the thick fog was, and he didn't know if that person would get his wish, but the women and children who had fallen into the Jedi could only see a piece of grass and grab it, in case it was really a life-saving straw!

Someone came out of the thick fog, and the old man Wang Qi stared at the person who was about to appear with wide eyes, and came out!

A white ox, pulling a somewhat strange ox cart with a man on the cart.

However, this person is not a good man who can stand on his fist and run a book on his arm as imagined by the old man Wang Qi.

It was a teenager, a young man with a wide long sword on his back and a steel crossbow with fine arrows in his hand, about thirteen or fourteen years old.