The thin monkey has no martial arts, and his strength is not great, if it weren't for Dulong looking at him and protecting him all the time, he would have died in an unknown corner a long time ago.

So at this moment, he fell to the ground, looking at Zhao Lan, who was half bloodstained and walking towards him with a murderous aura, his heart was suddenly full of fear, and he trembled and took out a round thing from the tightly tied jacket on his back, and pulled out a fire fold from his waist, tremblingly brought the fire fold to the side of the ball, and ignited the lead on the ball.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lan suddenly stopped.

This scene is familiar!

But the next moment, his heart was shocked, the corners of his eyes tightened, and his body immediately rushed towards the thin monkey, trying to kick the round ball burning with a lead in his left hand.

It's thistle!

He suddenly remembered that when he was in the palace in his memory, he had watched the officials under Song Yingzong perform how to detonate this most primitive bomb.

Tribulus terrestris has been around for more than ten years, and when making it, the makers considered that the power of gunpowder was not strong, so they stuffed a lot of thistle terrestris into it in an attempt to enhance its power. These thistles are combined with the help of the violent burning of gunpowder, and once they explode at close range, unless anyone is wearing full body heavy armor, they will definitely be blown into a hedgehog in its explosion range.

Never let it explode around you!

But after the thin monkey lit the thistle, he immediately threw it in the direction of Zhao Lan, and then twisted his body wildly on the ground and crawled towards the cliff behind.

Seeing the thistle terrestris flying towards him with sparks, Zhao Lan's eyes widened to the maximum, and with a low shout, he stopped his short body and rushed forward, rolled on the spot, and rolled towards a big tree on his side, ready to hide behind the tree.

With a loud bang, the fire thistle detonated on the way of Zhao Lan's rolling, and more than a dozen iron thistles flew in all directions like scattered flowers of a heavenly girl, and a heat wave visible to the naked eye raged like a hurricane ravaging the trees around the explosion site, igniting some branches that were broken and fell to the ground.

Zhao Lan rolled halfway, and then the heat wave that swept to his side swept towards a big tree, and slammed into the tree fiercely.

Two iron thistles swept in the direction of Zhao Lan with the heat wave of the explosion, accompanied by two sounds of iron piercing into the flesh, piercing into Zhao Lan's chest who was knocked into a tree before sliding to the ground.

Feeling the sharp pain of the violent impact behind him, Zhao Lan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Pulling out the thistle terrestris on his chest, Zhao Lan saw that the thin monkey who had retreated to the front of the cliff had already taken out the second fire thistle from his coat and was ready to continue to ignite and detonate.

Damn it.

Zhao Lan scolded angrily in his heart, and took out a flying knife from his waist.

He had no way to resist the thistle, not to mention that the Thin Monkey's accomplices were likely to be nearby, and if he kept letting him detonate the thistle, it would be troublesome to attract them over.

Throwing out the flying knife in his hand quickly, Zhao Lan endured the sharp pain in his chest and back, and raised his sword to pounce on the thin monkey in front of the cliff.

The flying knife accurately pierced the thin monkey's left hand, and under a sharp pain, the thin monkey weakly let go of the thistle terrestris in his hand.

The thistle landed on the ground, bounced twice and rolled to the feet of Zhao Lan, who was rushing rapidly, Zhao Lan flew up and kicked the firetle-like to the cliff.

The thistle terrestris was kicked off the cliff and detonated on the back of the cliff, causing the cliff at Zhao Lan's feet to shake slightly.

didn't have time to rejoice for himself, Zhao Lan rushed to the thin monkey and kicked the thin monkey in the chest, kicking him to the ground.

Stepping on the thin monkey's chest and raising the short sword in his hand, Zhao Lan stabbed down hard, sending the short sword into the thin monkey's chest, stirring it up.

The thin monkey showed a painful look on his face, and looked at Zhao Lan who was close at hand with an unwilling look in his eyes, tilted his head, and died.

After a moment of respite, Zhao Lan pulled out his sword, tore a clean piece of cloth from his clothes, and bandaged the wound on his chest. He took off his coat from the thin monkey that had lost his breath, found a direction and ran away, leaving two corpses, one tall and one short, lying in the forest and outside.

It's exhausting.

While fleeing quickly, Zhao Lan's heart was still full of thoughts.

Were the ancient rangers so difficult? It's just two ordinary little thieves who embarrass themselves so much.

And these two little thieves actually have bombs.

Rummaging through the heavy blanket in his hand, Zhao Lan also found more than a dozen thistles, and couldn't help but sigh.

Are the rulers of the Great Song Dynasty stupid donkeys? Such an important gunpowder was scattered to the people at will.

But after thinking about it for a while, Zhao Lan was relieved.

This is different from Bluestar, which attaches great importance to invention and creation, and never suppresses it. However, in this world, the great cause of invention and creation has been given a reputation for strange skills.

The whole country generally attaches great importance to literature and light on military force, and while being beaten into a dog by several surrounding countries, and paying compensation for land cession on the knees, while also immersing itself in the sweet dream of the heavenly kingdom.

In addition to the thistle, Zhao Lan also found some dry food in the blanket, plus some broken silver.

For silver, Zhao Lan has no concept at all.

He took everything and pounded everything, and turned the broken silver in his hand for a long time, but he still didn't guess how many taels of silver he had in his hand.

The wound on her left shoulder began to hurt again, and Zhao Lan put her blanket on her back to her right shoulder and walked briskly forward.

The previous noise was too loud to stay here for long.

Zhao Lan, who fled, didn't know that not long after he fled, someone had already found someone near the battlefield where they fought before.

Two men dressed in colorful costumes looked at the corpse of Dulong in the forest, their faces were silent for a while, they glanced at each other, looked at the battlefield around them that was still burning a few sparks, turned around and ran back the same way.

They had followed the smell of blood, but they had seen the corpse of their companion, and the matter must be known to the helmsman at once.

Because this is the helmsman's younger brother!

However, what even Zhao Lan and these two bandits in strange costumes didn't know was that it was not far from the place where they were fighting. A man dressed in ink clothes and wearing a hat had already arrived at the battlefield when Zhao Lan launched his first attack on the thin monkey, standing at the top of a dense tree, watching Zhao Lan burst out again and again in a desperate situation, and the man under the hat had not moved.

Watching the two strangely decorated people leave, the man in black slowly looked up at the night moon churning in the sky among the dark clouds, and a light sigh seemed to be absent under the black masked hat, jumped down from the canopy, and the figure escaped into the forest, disappearing.

After a while, under the leadership of two strangely dressed bandits, everyone came to the battlefield in front of the cliff.

Looking at the two tragic-looking corpses lying on their backs on the ground, everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Dulong was born with divine power, and the Pu knife in his hand was forged from a hundred steels, which was extremely sharp, and even the leader himself could not benefit from his fierce beast-like power.

Coupled with the extremely slick and insidious skinny monkey with intrigue and trickery, this group of two was easily beheaded here, and everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, their hearts full of doubts.

But all of them did not speak, and they did not dare to speak.

Because in front of everyone, the man who was squatting on the ground to check Dulong's corpse was so cold and murderous that it was almost suffocating.

The light of the torch shone on his cold face, and his face looked particularly eerie.

He is Hou Yue, the three rudder masters of Juao Island.