Ximen Xiaoye's resistance before his death, less than thirty steps away, in the blink of an eye, damaged his nine companions, which made the leopard-eyed dwarf completely annoyed and angry, the original intention was just to kill the Ximen family, but now it has directly become the idea of slaughtering all of them.

"It's okay, Lao Tzu didn't rush ahead," he glanced at the crossbow on the ground with fear, and the leopard-eyed dwarf screamed sharply, "Kill him, kill him and rob the convoy again, don't leave one alive today,"

His angry roar made the four black-clothed men who rushed towards Ximen Xiaoye pause slightly, then folded together and sped up, shouted loudly and shouted, and raised their spears and stabbed at the young man furiously.

A small array of four spears, caught up with Ximen Xiaoye in the middle of breathing, "Dangdang," the waist knife slashed left and right, knocking off two spears, Ximen Xiaoye's chest was not very strong, and the iron spears of the other two spears were inevitably pierced on the battle jacket of the hundred households, poking out two small holes......

"Peng, Peng," the heavy impact almost knocked Ximen Xiaoye to the ground, leaning crookedly on the dry and hard clay ground, staring at the round-eyed young man, screaming and rolling forward, the sharp blade danced, and slashed on the two calves.

Can you resist desperately after being shot twice? What is the situation, looking at Ximen Xiaoye, who was still waving a knife on the ground, the four masked men were directly dumbfounded, and they didn't see the imaginary blood hole, but how did they feel cold on their legs.

"Ah, help," the two big men who had their calves cut off dropped the spears in their hands, hugged their legs and cried and rolled over, and before the other two big men could turn their senses, Ximen Xiaoye's blade jumped up, approached the hundred households around the enemy, and turned sideways with an expressionless face.

There was a slight chill in the throat, and the two big men who wanted to retreat and raise their guns only felt a stream of heat shoot out from their necks, clutching their throats and falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen subordinates were lying on the ground, and the leopard-eyed dwarf who ran forward screamed, dropped the iron knife in his hand, and ran away.

When Wang Dali rushed onto the river bank panting with his two sons, the bloody scene in front of him almost made the middle-aged blacksmith vomit the wheat rice porridge for breakfast, but the eyes of the two sons beside him were bright.

The dozen or so robbers who were still aggressive just now, in a blink of an eye, they were all lying on the ground, glanced around, and endured the churning in their stomachs, Wang Dali looked at the hundred households standing in the distance, and there was a trace of awe in his eyes.

Ignoring the six or seven big men who were still howling on the ground, Wang Dali carried the hammer and ran behind Baihu in a hurry, bowing three steps away, "Lord Baihu, Wang Dali is ashamed," looked down, and saw that on Baihu's thin feet and calves, the mud and sand were mixed with pieces of blood, and the blacksmith swallowed his saliva quietly.

For the strong, even if it is immature and strong, you can live longer if you follow it, the simple idea of the blacksmith made him secretly determined.

"Smack", Ximen Xiao put the knife into the sheath at night, turned his head to look at the red-faced blacksmith Wang, and smiled reluctantly, "Uncle Wang, don't blame you, go and put away our crossbow, and those short arrows are also recovered,"

Before Wang Dali could reply, Wang Meng and Wang Hu had iron knives in their waists, spears in their hands, and ran over excitedly, "Lord Baihu, Lord Baihu is mighty," these two boys who have a good time with Ximen Xiaoye on weekdays, if it weren't for the rumors in the castle that made the blacksmith jealous, they would have been co-opted by Ximen Xiaoye as a sergeant.

Wang Meng is thin and tall, Wang Hu is short and stocky, although he has no experience in fighting, but Xiao Ye is now pulling one and counting one, and he can't care about anything else.

"Wang Meng, Wang Hu, your courage is commendable, you two are already married, are you willing to be my Xiaoqi?" Ximen Xiaoye gasped twice, turned to look at the two usual playmates, "Transferred to the military household, but I can't turn back,"

The Ming military household is a military household for generations, even if a family dies, the collateral relatives have to be Ding for the army, go out in wartime, and be a farmer in peacetime. However, the battalions and recruits who have recently appeared in various towns are free, not to mention the amount of food and salary, and they can also participate in the imperial examination in peacetime.

Artisan households are between military households and civilian households, their identities are embarrassing, and the government has strict management.

Ximen Xiaoye's questioning made Blacksmith Wang hesitate a little, but his two sons knelt down on one knee excitedly, holding a spear in their hands, and replied proudly, "Dare not obey,"

The army to which the guard belongs, the small flag, the general flag, the secretary, the hundred households, the deputy thousand households, the thousand households, the commander of the guard, the commander of the capital, etc.

The battalions are composed of militiamen, chiefs, captains, sentinels, generals, garrisons, guerrillas, generals, generals, and general soldiers. From the beginning of the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the two were contradictory and coexisted.

However, the battalion soldiers can be selected and transferred from military households, and there are more ways out for Sheyu and Ding Yu, which already indicates that the prospect of the guard's blood being drawn is precarious.

Embarrassed to look at the gaze swept by the Lord Baihu, the blacksmith Wang took two steps back and glanced at Xiao Ye's bloody knife handle, no matter what, the lives of these two boys were saved by the old Baihu, and they entered the military household, and it was also their fate to fight him.

Without the obstruction of the blacksmith Wang, Wang Meng and Wang Hu naturally became two temporary small flags under the hands of the hundred households, of course, the bare pole flags without sergeants.

"Go, kill them, the robbers have no king's law, and they are in a hurry," the first order given by Baihu to Wang Meng and Wang Hu made Wang Blacksmith tremble with fright, killing prisoners is unknown, how can Baihu give such a military order.

Unlike his father, Wang Meng and Wang Hu, two half-grown sons who had not yet grown into a temperament, answered loudly, turned over and ran towards the three big men who were still moaning.

"Uncle Wang, the road ahead is difficult, and those who want my Ximen family to die, you must also know," Ximen Xiao Ye looked at the slaughter scene in the distance, and frowned at the clumsy assassination methods of the two small flags, "In order to survive, there will be no less scenes like this in the future, so as to dispel some people's thoughts,"

At this point, taking a breath, Ximen Xiao turned around in the middle of the night, put down his left hand that was pressing his chest, grabbed the knife with his right hand, and shouted loudly, "Shopkeeper Han, you should also come out, there will be an hour to watch the play, it won't be because you are thinking about my food,"

In the lush meadow 100 meters away, there was a sudden shout, "Haha, good, good, worthy of the seed of the old hundred households of Ximen Gale, kill decisively, leave no trouble, good,"

With the voice, Han Baocai, the shopkeeper of the Han family's grain store dressed in a robe, had a thin long face, and those short beards, which were eye-catching and dazzling as he moved. Behind him, a dozen knife-wielding guards, escorting a short and stubby man in black, stepped out of the one-man tall bushes.

The leopard-eyed dwarf was unfortunately caught alive.

In the wilderness, although the blacksmith Wang also recognized the shopkeeper of the big grain store in the town, but looking at the fierce guard opposite, the sledgehammer in the blacksmith Wang's hand was immediately much heavier.

"Shopkeeper Han must have also seen it, this world is uneven, in broad daylight, there are robbers and robbers, and the world is going down," Although Han Baocai was a little far away, the little fierce light in his eyes, Ximen Xiaoye saw it very clearly.

The cranes and mussels compete, and the fishermen benefited, not only did the shopkeeper Han think so, but if there was a chance, Ximen Xiao Ye was also happy to take advantage of the fire to rob; I have to say that Ximen Xiaoye, who escaped for his life twice and was burned by hatred and anger, has already given up the little softness and kindness in his heart.

As long as he can live, even if it is Jiang Jie in person, he will not hesitate to swing the knife.

Wang Meng and Wang Hu acted very neatly, not only killing the three seriously injured men in black, but also finding the military crossbows that Baihu had left behind, along with the ten sharp short arrows.

Standing twenty steps away, Han Baocai stopped, and he didn't say anything about the delivery of grain, and he wasn't sure if he should start a business without capital, but just scolded the world for being corrupt; Ximen Xiaoye, the ruthlessness of the new hundred households, is not very old, but he is a little jealous.

And Wang Meng and Wang Hu recklessly shot and killed the "robbers" in the distance, which made Han Baocai reluctant to make a big move. A businessman is looking for money, and once he loses too many people, he will not be able to make a profit.

Hanging the waist knife on his waist, Ximen Xiaoye took the crossbow, and while gossiping with Han Baocai, he skillfully and quickly loaded the broken arrow; However, the sneer on the corner of his mouth gradually revealed. The pressure of survival is the instructor, and Ximen Xiao Ye couldn't imagine that he could be so fast with an arrow.

"Click," as the broken arrow hit the machine spring, Ximen Xiao Yejun's crossbow was facing down, his fingers pressed on the bracket machine, and his face was impatient, "Shopkeeper Han, time is not much, we still have a long way to go, if you have something to say, are you selling grain or robbing money,"

Ximen Xiao asked unceremoniously at night, which made Han Baocai's face sink, and the guard beside him, carrying the black-clothed man who had been intercepted, turned his face honestly and unceremoniously, "Dut, Ximen Baihu, what a big breath, don't look at ......"

As soon as he said half of the words, Ximen Xiaoye suddenly raised his hand, and "snapped" an arrow, a cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the three-edged sharp arrow pierced into the head of the captive in the hands of the guard, and the huge force made him let go of his hand with a bang, and looked at the dead corpse on the ground in amazement.

The reason why he didn't let the guards talk anymore was that Ximen Xiaoye still didn't want to talk to Han Baocai, to be precise, he didn't want to talk to the Han family's grain store, he tore his face and broke off his friendship, and he would have to ask others to buy food in the future.

As for the captive who was tied hand and foot, Ximen Xiao Ye had already seen it clearly, wasn't it the leopard-eyed dwarf who escaped just now.

Ximen Xiao Ye didn't say a word about the killing, which made Han Baocai feel overwhelmed, and he regretted that he had made a big deal, and he had approached the range of others, so it was not his business to retreat.

Sure enough, when Han Baocai turned his head to check the dead corpses on the ground, Ximen Xiaoye put down the crossbow in his hand, but his tone had already become gloomy, "It's better for Han's shopkeeper not to move, I Ximen Xiaoye doesn't have the heart to hurt people, but I still have the heart to defend people, in case I can't hold it and hurt everyone's harmony, then it's too late to regret it,"

Wang Meng and Wang Hu, who were standing beside Baihu, did not say a word, but the spears in their hands were clenched tighter; Only the blacksmith Wang on the side, the beads of sweat on his head rolled down.

The meaning of Ximen Xiaoye's words, not only did Wang Blacksmith understand, but Han Baocai's eyes froze when he heard this, if there was a conflict between the two sides, Ximen Xiaoye would fight for his life, and he would exchange his life for a life, and he would be the first to kill.

Hey, it's really a sight to behold, this little cub of the Ximen family is not a simple character, Han Baocai stood in place and his face changed, he simply made up his mind, and arched his hand with a smile on his face, "Look at what you said, I, Han Baocai, am a businessman, I ask for money, and I will never do that dirty thing, the grain truck is in the meadow, let's deliver it immediately,"

is worthy of being the shopkeeper of the big grain store, Han Baocai, who can afford to put it down, reversed his mind, pressed the stupidity in his heart, turned around and commanded, and then smiled at Ximen Xiao Ye, like the elders of the neighbors, "Ximen Baihu, in the future, the grain in Shiguan, our grain store can give priority to selling, but,"

Looking at the crossbow in his hand, Ximen Xiaoye scolded secretly, "The ancestral heirloom and the crafting skills are not known, but from the perspective of the selection of materials, it can't be made without 100 gold," vaguely refused, cutting off Han Baocai's thoughts.

"Oh, that's the case, no wonder it's so sharp," Han Baocai nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, after all, he was a businessman and didn't have much interest in expensive weapons.

Three deformed gold leaves, in exchange for 500 stone and 20 carts of grain, plus the cattle pulling the cart, and the three hundred copper coins in Ximen Xiaoye's hand, before they were warm, they fell into Han Baocai's pocket, which was only changed after being discounted.

After the delivery of the money and grain between the two sides, Han Baocai left with his subordinates, and he had to report what happened here to his hometown in Shanxi, as for the identity of those killers, what happened to his Han family.

Seeing that the copper coins on the car were gone, although there was another batch of food, Wang Dali was still unwilling, and while sending his son across the river and informing the convoy that it could leave, he endured the nausea and carefully swept the battlefield by the river, but fortunately, more than 20 taels of silver were scavenged from the dead body.

"Hundred, hundred, we have silver," casually throwing the corpse into the grass, holding the broken silver in his hand, Wang Dali raised his head with a smile, and saw the little hundred-household adults holding the small tree, clutching his chest and vomiting.