"Knives," said Atta, who had two short fires/guns diagonally stuck in his belt, a rifle on his shoulder, and a heavy three-eyed fire in his hand, and ran over beautifully, "These guys have a lot of silver, more than a hundred taels,"

"Oh, that's good," the careless knife replied casually, "Put away their horses, put away their weapons, let's stay here, something may happen to Lord Baihu,"

"What? Lord Hyakho," Atta's eyes immediately widened, "That idea of beating Hyakho, I'm going to meet the guy in Atta's hand," the other sergeants also leaned over when they heard the sound.

"Go, you throw the corpse into the grass behind you, all the horses and cowhide chews, don't make a sound, I'll go to the side of the avenue and have a look," the knife smiled reluctantly, and when he saw the sun setting in the west, he walked towards the ditch.

He had been surprised earlier, and not a single pedestrian was missing on the avenue today, so it turned out that this kind of thing was about to happen. It's a pity that there is nothing to prove their identity in these horse thieves.

Seeing that the knife was on their minds, Atta and the others quickly cleaned the ditch, and the captured weapons were tied to the horse's back, with a dozen three-eyed fire systems, waist knives and short crossbows, which used to be rare goods, but now they can no longer see them.

The dry food and water bags were put away and tied to the horse's back, and the bags of broken silver that were found were also collected in Atta's arms, and there were rules on how to distribute the seizures, and now was not the time to divide the money.

Leaving a sergeant to look after the horses, the sixteen healthy horses were in hand, and the uncomfortable loss of three horses on the way was gone.

Lying in the messy grass beside the avenue, the knife was facing the direction of the gravel castle, looking at the time of a meal, staring at the eyes of the telescope, sour and dying, but still did not see the slightest figure in the distance.

No, you can't wait stupidly, look at the sun that is slanting to the west, the knife pondered for a while, and retreated into the ditch.

"Knife, do you see anyone?" A sergeant asked impatiently, something happened to Baihu, this big bad news, the big-mouthed Atta will not hide it, everyone knows it.

"Not yet, that's exactly what I'm worried about," the knife shook his head, pointing at one of the sergeants, "Ale, you have a wound on your foot, just take care of your horse here, the others prepare their weapons, put down other things, and leave immediately,"

In addition to the firearms on his body, he left behind miscellaneous burdens, scimitars and other fragments, and the knives led three sergeants along the grass beside the avenue, deep and shallow, to the east.

Besides, Xiao Ye and his entourage have already discovered the brocade guards and horses that are biting in the back, everyone doesn't say it, but they already know in their hearts that these people will never let go of themselves to survive tonight.

"Lord Baihu," Liu Shuihe walked to Xiao Ye's side in a few steps, took out a revolver short/gun from his arms, and handed it to Baihu with a cloth bag, "Twenty projectiles, Baihu can sneak out of the grassland if you use them carefully,"

"Hundreds of households treat me with kindness, as long as we can avenge me, we will die without regrets, and you will leave later," Liu Shuihe's frank words made Xiao Ye's heart warm slightly, it was better to be his own sergeant.

However, the two girls in the carriage behind him, as well as these brothers who suffered with him, it was really difficult for Xiao Ye to have the idea of escaping alone, waving his hand to push away Liu Shuihe's cloth bag, Xiao Ye had a sneer on his face, "Brother, if I run away, will I still be a human?"

"Life and death, a good brother, I, Ximen Shidao, will either take you to fight to the death together, or escape together, there is no other way to go, the eldest husband stands up to the sky, and I can't do it by stealing my life," Xiao Ye's voice was not high, but the guards on the left, the female guards, and the two women in the carriage heard it really clearly.

"Lord Hyakunhe, I'm willing to fight you to the death," a sergeant sitting in the carriage replied in a loud voice, touching his broken left leg.

"Yes, I'm willing to die with the adults," the rough voices of the guards were mixed with Luan Fengying's sharp voices, and even Mei'er and Lina in the carriage couldn't help but shout.

"Okay, worthy of being my sergeant of Ximen Xiao Ye, my woman is also good," Xiao Ye raised his head and smiled, "Stop, send the three brothers a step first, and we will be able to catch up later,"

The avenue was full of barren grass and dead branches, but if you want to bury the corpses of three sergeants, you still have to find thick dry firewood, and you can't find too much for a while, so you can only dismantle the two carriages, anyway, you can't go far, it's better to make the best use of things, so as not to be snatched away by others.

The fire was lit by Liu Shuihe with a fire sickle, and in the large pile of firewood lay three young sergeants, but they would no longer have to be on guard.

The blazing fire, the roasting Xiao Ye was hot, holding the iron cards of the three brothers in his hands, the irrepressible young hundred households, slowly knelt down at the fire, and leaned down deeply.

"Peng, Peng," his forehead hit the ground full of grass thorns, Xiao Ye raised his head, he was already in tears, he couldn't shed tears in the gravel fort, here, he really couldn't help it.

Xiao Ye, who was sad and unbearable, couldn't forgive himself, it was he who personally gave the order to disarm his weapons, which caused the three lively sergeants to become yin and yang in the blink of an eye; According to Ning Zhongyang's ability to perform for a long time, with the firearm in their hands, it was not difficult to escape from the round-up of Jinyiwei, but they trusted themselves and put their lives in their hands.

"Zhongyang, Xiaofei, Zhiqiang, you died unjustly," Xiao Ye, who was crying, his head was bouncing on the ground, and he couldn't wait to die for them; The extravagant hopes that had accumulated in my heart scattered in all directions with the ashes floating on the tip of the flame.

"If I can survive this hurdle, I won't give such a stupid order again, the weapon in the sergeant's hand is their life, I can make them easily put it down," Xiao Ye, who muttered to himself, wiped his face and turned back suddenly, his red eyes stared at the approaching horse team, and his face showed a hideous chill.

Got up, put the iron card into his arms, Xiao Ye tore open the robe, revealing the earthy yellow protective clothing inside, "I'll go up first, fight a few times, grab their long knives, and kill a few of them,"

"Lord Baihu, they must have our rifles in their hands, they won't use crossbows, my three brothers will go up with you," the one-legged guard who was on crutches stood up separately and held on to a fork, "It's a big deal that after eighteen years, Lao Tzu is a good man again,"

"Okay, then follow the last advance of this official, and would rather die in battle than be taken prisoner," Xiao Ye gritted his teeth viciously and did not look at Mei'er and them for the last time. Liu Shuihe, who was silent, clenched the short fire/gun in his hand and stood behind Baihu.

Luan Fengying's female guards have already surrounded Mei'er and Lina, and before Mrs. is humiliated, they must die first, and they can fight for a while. Mei'er and Lina stood behind the guard with calm faces, and the silver hairpin they held in their hands was still bought by their husband, and it was useful today.

The unarmed Xiao Ye and them watched the brocade guards approaching with their feet; At this time, the sunset sprinkled a large red halo in mid-air, and this blood-colored Qingming Festival was so delicate and cold.

"Tsk, it's really a famous Ximen hundred, and it deserves to be on par with the Tartars," from a distance, Gou Chenliang's somewhat sharp voice came over.

Gou Chenliang, who was riding on horseback, looked at the unarmed Xiao Ye, and smiled proudly, but the nine brocade-clothed guards behind him pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist gloomily, grabbed the knife in his right hand, and held it high in his left hand, which was the continuous crossbow.

Less than a hundred paces away, the war horse shook the reins and crashed over, but Gou Chenliang held the mentality of playing cat and mouse, and watched his masterpiece's masterpiece for the rest of his time.

"It seems that the cane torture is still not strong enough, and it can make you go so far, the official is going back, but he is going to walk at night," As he spoke, Gou Chenliang's face suddenly changed, and he bared his teeth and stretched out his hand at Xiao Ye, "Ximen Xiao Ye, do you know why you came to this point?" ”

"Then please make it clear to Gou Baihu, my Xiao Ye is dead, and I have to be a ghost," Xiao Ye thought about how far he could run away from his sudden outburst, and answered quietly.

"Hmph, I don't realize it until I die, I really haven't seen the world," Gou Chenliang raised his right hand and squinted at his nails, well, it's not bad to rest.

"Zhang Jianjun said, you shouldn't eat alone, no one cares if you choke to death, but what the official wants to say is that you have offended the prince, and his old man will not let you live on the grassland," he arched his hand towards the south lightly, and Gou Chenliang sighed in his nostrils.

"The two rich and beautiful people stay, the official will take care of them, and the others will all be killed," As soon as Gou Chenliang's words fell, the brocade-clothed guards shouted in unison, clamping the horse's belly vigorously, and they were about to urge the war horse.

Fifty paces, and it didn't take three or four breaths to sweep the arrow over the head, and the long knife cut off the head, and the ten taels of silver in the sleeve pocket were firmly settled.

With Gou Chenliang's gesture, the war horses of those wrestlers had not yet raised their speed, and Liu Shuihe, who was behind Xiao Ye, grabbed the hundred households who were rushing up with their fists, and rushed out of the ground, and the muzzle of the short fire/gun pointed directly at Gou Chenliang.

Liu Shuihe, who suddenly jumped up, surprised those wrestlers, and they couldn't imagine that there were still people who could hide firearms privately, and for a while, eighteen short arrows aimed at this not tall military man, as long as he pulled the bracket machine, he shot this bold guy with random arrows, a trivial matter.

At this moment, several figures broke out from the barren grass pile diagonally opposite, and there was a rapid and crisp gunfire as they ran, "Woo, Woo," and the knives finally arrived.

The strict fire/gun drills of the guards on weekdays have once again had an effect, and the four people who ran and pounced on the knives scattered into an arc, shooting, withdrawing the shells, loading and holding the fire, and running out of bullets in the magazine in the blink of an eye; Dropping the rifle in his hand, the knife pulled out the short/gun in his waist, the thumb pulled down the machine spring, and the bow opened left and right again.

"Damn, it's just catching up," the knife that fired rapidly, staring at those wrestlers sweating profusely, his current short/gun rate of fire has reached the extreme, and he can't fight so fast in weekday drills.

"Peng Peng, Peng," the three guards who followed on both sides of the knife were also astonishingly agile at this time, and the eight short/muzzle flames were sprayed, and the rain of bullets swept by, and the wrestlers who were still about to move screamed and fell off their horses one after another.

In terms of fire/gun shooting, among the flag teams in the two hundred households, the sergeant with the highest accuracy had already been brought into the pro-guard team by Xiao Ye, and it was a dream to go to the pro-guard team to get a good salary. The sergeant recommended by Huang Hanxiang to 100 households did not dare to make people laugh casually.

Shooting on the march has already begun to practice at Madao Stone Fort, as usual, the guards are second to none, and the skills are so overwhelming that those flag teams can't raise their heads.

Gou Chenliang took nine wrestlers, according to his ideas, just a few wounded, plus six or seven women and children, how could they resist the wrestlers with big shoulders and round waists, not to mention, the wrestlers also have short fires/guns in their waists, and killing Xiao Ye is a trivial matter with a handle.

In order to grab the two women, he decided to start in advance, but the sudden change made this brocade guard try a hundred households, and his eyes were round in astonishment; Looking down, he saw a large cloud of blood gushing out of the embroidery on the brand-new bullfighting suit on his chest.

The first shot fired by the knife was aimed at him, who made him the most arrogant in the front. Liu Shuihe's subsequent successive replenishment of guns completely made Gou Chenliang's chest smashed.

"You, you dare to rebel against the imperial court," Gou Chenliang, who muttered softly in his mouth, and Gou Chenliang, who couldn't breathe, fell off his horse in front of him, and struggled tremblingly for a while, and then gradually lost his breath.

By the time the knives ran close to the horses, each of these brocade-clad guards had received at least three or four projectiles and fell under their horses, some of their official boots were still hanging on their stirrups, and their long knives and crossbows were scattered on the ground.

"Peng, Peng," Liu Shuihe, who rushed to the front of the Jinyi Guards and Horse Team one step earlier, was still giving each wrestler a projectile on his head, and his legs were splashed with red and white blood, and he didn't even blink his eyelids, which showed how much he hated these wrestlers.

Fortunately, the horses were trained not to be startled by the loud gunshots, but only spread out and gnawed on the green blades of grass on the ground.

Seeing that the brocade-clothed guards in front of him were all knocked off the horse, Xiao Ye felt that he had no strength to prostrate himself, so he simply sat on the ground with his butt and looked coldly at the knife that ran up to him.

Throwing away the short/gun in his hand, the knife hurriedly stepped forward, and fell to the ground on his knees, "My lord, the small one is delayed in returning to the team, please punish the adult," according to the stipulated return time, they have been overdue for several days.

The three of Atta looked over the corpses on the ground, and when they caught a glimpse of Baihu's unkind face, they hurriedly pulled it over, knelt behind the knife, and kept their heads down and kept silent.

Looking at the sweaty knife, the black face had already lost a full circle, Xiao Ye let out a long breath, "There is a reason for it, I don't blame you, go back to Eagle Claw Fort by yourself, and work in the mill for a month,"

"Xie Baihu," the knife was happy in his heart, knowing that Baihu didn't have too much to blame, he hurriedly got up and stood up with Xiao Ye in his arms, "Baihu, let's pack up the horses first,"

"Go, Jinyiwei is difficult, find a place to bury it, how many days can you hide it," Xiao Ye waved his hand, pushed away the knife, turned around and walked slowly towards Mei'er, his feet were a little soft.

The knives arrived at the right time, so that the guards and female guards, their faces glowed with a hint of brilliance, dropped the stones and short sticks in their hands, and ran over with a hula that could walk, helping the knives clean up the battlefield, mainly to quickly pick up a handful of guys, without the taste of weapons, they really didn't want to experience it.

Silently walked in front of the two girls, Xiao Ye stretched out his hand and hugged the two of them, staring at the hot charcoal fire behind him, for a long time, he said hoarsely, "Mei'er, Lina, it seems that we can only go to the grassland, the side wall is here, there is nowhere to stay,"

The forehead rubbed in Xiao Ye's arms, Mei'er raised her fair face, her eyes flashed with lustre, "The husband sings and the wife follows, life and death go hand in hand,"

"Oops, my hair is messed up," Lina, who refused to settle down, twisted her body, picked up the silver hairpin while holding her hair in a bun, and pinned it carefully, "Xiao Cui, come on, help me clean up my hair,"

Xiao Cui, the trembling maid standing at the back, also inserted a copper hairpin back into the bun, and whispered to come up to help.

As the closest person to Xiao Ye's family, as long as he is defeated by the enemy, his fate is basically the same as Xiao Ye's.

Lina's interruption made the atmosphere change quietly, the confidence on Xiao Ye's face resurfaced, looking at the gradually extinguishing fire, he secretly swore that he would never let himself and his family come to such a situation in the future, this bloody lesson is unforgettable, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

A female guard picked up the official robes of hundreds of households, but asked Luan Fengying, who was quick, to take it and hand it to Xiao Ye.

It was already half an hour later, Xiao Ye heard the knife say that he had already destroyed a group of horse thieves who intercepted and killed them, and he had obtained more than a dozen war horses, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, and his scalp was numb.

The bones of the three brothers were put away in leather bags, and the wounded were barely put on horseback, and before leaving, Xiao Ye gathered everyone and immediately issued a military order; This military order, along with the strength of the Simon Legion, has been passed down in the army.

"When a sergeant's own safety is threatened, the order issued by the superior officer to disarm may be refused, but he shall not resist the command of the superior, and no one shall change this order," Xiao Ye said this order sourly, pulling the reins of his horse and walking slowly towards the avenue.

Although the guards and guards didn't quite understand the meaning of Xiao Ye's military order, they knew that the miserable situation of being aggrieved in the Gravel Fort would not be repeated in the future, and that was enough.

Surrounded by the guards, Mei'er rode a horse, and Lena and Xiaocui rode one, closely following Xiao Ye. The others were two horses, and the wounded supported each other to endure the bumps.

After joining up with Ale, who was waiting in the ditch, there was already a surplus of horses, and taking advantage of the night, the horse team slowly marched towards the fire pier at Jiaokou.

Since he was forced into the grassland, Xiao Ye would not be captured, Yonghetun Huodun, Jiaokou Huodun, and the sergeants in the Xiqu Huodun, if he could follow, he had to take it away; Those sergeants who are dragged down by their families are unwilling to go, and he will not be reluctant.

The difficult night, with the sound of horses' hooves on the wilderness path, passed little by little, and Xiao Ye, who had rested in the fire pier for a while, took advantage of the twilight of dawn to turn into the mountains, from the winding path in the mountains to the north, over the mountains and into the grassland.

The overseer Zhang Zhong ordered him to go out of the grassland from Qingfeng Valley, Xiao Ye was not so stupid, not to mention whether there were any enemies in ambush along the way, it was the Tartars on the grassland, if the news was reported, he could be wiped out again.

After receiving the message from Kuaima, Shang'an Shangtie pulled away more than a dozen sergeants, and the flag officers of Xiqu Huodun were full of families, and simply pulled out all ten sergeants, and together with a large group of their families, they rushed to Yonghetun Huodun in the early morning.

The military households are closed to news, and they don't know what happened to Xiao Ye in the Gravel Fort, if they knew the inside story, I'm afraid it wouldn't be such a scene, at least half of them will stay.

The team composed of more than 50 people quietly walked out of the fire pier, and the few sergeants left behind stood on the platform of the fire pier, looking enviously at the distant horse team, they had family members to worry about, and they couldn't follow the hundred households to the grassland, but the fate that Xiao Ye had formed with them would not be dispersed so easily.

On the side of the avenue more than ten miles east of Gansu Town, Li Xiong, a hundred households hidden in the big ditch, waited hard all night with a group of brothers, but did not see half a figure on the road; And on the edge of the swamp outside the Valley of the Winds, groups of Tartar cavalry marching in all directions were also staring at the Mingren's checkpoint.

The next morning, Zhang Zhong, who was about to get up and leave the gravel fort, received an urgent report from Gansu Town, "The Persians and servants of Fuguilou have all been slaughtered, and the murderer is unknown."

"Click," the delicate celadon teacup was thrown on the table by Zhang Zhong, and the juice and tea were splashed everywhere, "Who dares to spoil the good deeds of the miscellaneous family?" ”

The gloomy gaze stopped for a moment, and Zhang Zhong suddenly jumped up, "It's not good, I think that Ximen Xiao Ye will never go out of the grassland from Qingfeng Valley,"

"It's broken, it's bad, let the tiger return to the mountain, let the tiger return to the mountain," Zhang Zhong, who regretted it again and again, kicked the messenger who was kneeling on the ground, kicked down this sturdy soldier, and shouted at Wang Chongli, who was stunned on the side, "Don't hurry up and gather people, go after it, catch up with Ximen Xiaoye, and behead him on the spot,"

"Ah," Wang Chongli, who was confused, stood there, and then saw Zhang Zhong's eyes showing a fierce light, and hurriedly bowed down, "Yes, the lower official will immediately send fast horse cavalry,"

Wang Chongli retreated in embarrassment, Zhang Zhong turned around in place a few times with his hands behind his back, his head kept thinking about how to deal with it, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Shanshui hurriedly enter the flower pavilion and knelt in front of him cautiously.

"Say, how did you do what you were asked to do?" Zhang Zhong, who had a black old face, looked down at Fang Shanshui.

"Bingjian Army, Shiguantun and Lao Yangkou two mills, have been under the control of Lux, Lao Yangkou Tunbao has confiscated ten pairs of water umbrellas, Shiguantun has confiscated five pairs, the military households dare not make a time, and confiscated the Ximen Xiao Ye Hundred Households, and the silver is not much, but the grain cloth is quite abundant, and all the hidden firearms have been confiscated," Fang Shanshui's detailed report made Zhang Zhong's face quietly relaxed.

What surprised him was that his subordinates couldn't find the roster of the Yonghetun Hundred Households, could it be that Ximen Xiao Ye was also superficial, just like those confused Baihu oil, just looking for food with a breath of blood?

If this is the case, he will be able to be calm, not afraid of the tenacity of Qinggang, but of the cunning behind the door.

"However, in one night, the military households in Lao Yangkou Tunbao actually carried their families and ran away with no less than 100 people, and there were Hu Baihu in Shiguantun to watch, but there were not a few people running," Hearing Fang Shanshui's next words, Zhang Zhong snorted disappreciatively.

"If you run, you will run, my Ming Dynasty has a prosperous population, and there are only one hundred and ten displaced people, so you don't need to report it," Zhang Zhong's impatience made Fang Shanshui's nervous mood a little more stable; The number he reported to the prison army has been cut in half by more than half with the number reported by the wrestlers, and the details have not been checked, since the prison army does not care, he is also happy to go to trouble.

"Also, the subordinates of the lower officials have tried a hundred households Gou Chenliang, and his flag team has not returned until now, I don't know if the Lord of the Prison Army knows their whereabouts," Fang Shanshui's careful questioning made Zhang Zhong completely explode.

Gou Chenliang was sent out by Zhang Zhong, and now that the nine wrestlers are missing, he naturally wants to ask.

"I don't need to ask, I must have been left with no corpse by that damn Ximen Xiao Ye," Zhang Zhong, who was thunderous, slapped the table with a bang, "I didn't expect it, he still has a hidden hand, it's really a cunning rabbit three holes,"

Zhang Zhong's assertion made Fang Shanshui chuckle in his heart, and a layer of white sweat appeared on the ground on his head, it was so dangerous, he almost nodded his head yesterday and responded to his subordinate's suggestion, and went to pout the tomb of Simon Gale, if he hadn't thought about it again and again, and refused to lick the heel of this eunuch in vain, maybe a great disaster would have been buried for himself.