"Wu Na pickled boy, you come out for grandpa, if grandpa doesn't chop you today, grandpa won't bring a handle!"

A bearded man with a long-handled knife in his hand and an iron shovel on his back walked dozens of steps in the forest, and after pushing away a bush of dense bushes, he suddenly saw Zhao Lan's gunpowder sprinkled on the ground, and his eyes lit up. While bluffing and shouting to attract the attention of the two companions beside him, he gestured to them, pointing to the tree where the gunpowder extended on the ground.

"He's right there, and the third brother of ours will go up directly to deal with him!"

The bearded man waited for the two brothers to approach, and whispered excitedly to the two companions beside him.

When one of the men in short clothes heard his words, his eyes lit up and he nodded, while the other man who looked more honest was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said to the other two suspiciously.

"Beard, this is not good, just now outside, even Liu Sheng's guy didn't get a good deal in the hands of this little cub, let's go up, can you get rid of him, besides, didn't everyone say that after discovering that little cub, immediately call the brothers......"

Gao Han objected, but before he could say anything, he was covered by his beard.

Hu Zi hugged Gao Han, looked around with a weak heart, and reprimanded Gao Han in a low voice: "Er Niu, I said when you were so crooked, why are you like a girl, Zhang Duo, that kid tells you to do whatever you do." ”

The bearded man was very dissatisfied with his brother's cowardice, and continued to him in a low voice: "Didn't you listen to what the helmsman said, this guy is King Mo, that is the son of the Great Song Dynasty's official family, the king of the county!" Call Zhang Duo, you said that the credit for catching the prince is yours or his. ”

The bearded man's words seemed to make a lot of sense, and Er Niu seemed to have succeeded in being bewitched by him, and after thinking for a while, he nodded, and quietly approached the big tree with the bearded man and another person.

"Listen to my code!"

When the three of them reached the front of the tree, the bearded man whispered a word and raised his left hand.

"Up!"

The three of them immediately rushed over with their weapons, but before they could rush to the edge of the big tree, Er Niu heard the miserable cries of the two companions in their ears.

Hurriedly paused and looked back at the two brothers, Er Niu saw the beard and cloth clothes falling to the ground, holding their feet and howling.

"You ......"

Erniu bent down and just wanted to help the two of them up, when he heard Buyi suddenly shouting at him with a frightened expression: "Be careful behind you!" ”

Behind?

Erniu was immediately alert, and without thinking about it, he waved the mace in his hand behind him.

The mace let out an air-tearing whistle in his hand, but to no avail. Erniu turned around, saw that there was no one behind him, and said in a puzzled tone: "There is no one behind me, Buyi." ”

"Ah~"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the screams of the cloth clothes lying on the ground behind him.

Turning around to look at the two of them, Er Niu saw that Zhao Lan, who had been disappearing, was now lying on the back of his beard, and in the neck of Buyi next to the two of them, there was a blood-stained short sword in his neck.

"Bastard!"

Erniu roared angrily, raised the mace in his hand with a hideous face, and smashed it vigorously towards Zhao Lan, who was lying on his beard.

With a crisp sound, Zhao Lan made a mistake with both hands, twisted the neck bone of his beard, listened to the whirring wind behind him, twisted his body to the left, rolled over another man in short clothes, and pulled out the short sword stuck in his neck, and slashed at the legs of Erniu who swung his stick.

Seeing Zhao Lan's figure flickering, Er Niu suddenly snorted in his heart, and wanted to twist away the mace and smash it to the ground next to his beard.

But the corner of his eye swept to Zhao Lan swinging his sword and stabbing at him, and his body subconsciously deflected his right hand to the left.

It's like the water that was spilled out can't be recovered, Er Niu was going to smash out a stick but smashed it on the dead cloth clothes, looking at the cloth clothes being smashed by his own sparse chest, he was stunned for a moment.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to be so cruel to others, and so cruel to your own brothers!"

Zhao Lan didn't really cut Erniu, but just shook a sword and stepped back, watching Erniu smash the dead short-clothed man with a stick, he raised his left hand in surprise, gave a thumbs up to the stupid Erniu, and mocked without leaving a word: "I heard how righteous you green forest heroes are, but I didn't expect it to be really famous." ”

"Die!"

Er Niu, who came back to his senses, heard Zhao Lan's taunt, his eyes were red, and he raised the giant stick again and swung it at Zhao Lan who was standing on his left.

An iron plate bridge, Zhao Lan dodged Er Niu's attack, stepped forward, jumped violently, grabbed Er Niu's hand with one hand to grab the mace, and the short sword stabbed Er Niu's neck like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

Erniu's right hand holding the stick was pushed by Zhao Lan, and he watched Zhao Lan swing his sword and stab him, twisting his body with a frightened face, and stretched out his left hand in a panic to stop the momentum of the short sword's advance.

But the short sword pierced into his palm, pierced out from the back of his hand, and under Zhao Lan's strong push, it soon approached Er Niu's neck.

Seeing the tip of the sword piercing out of sight, Er Niu closed his eyes in despair.

"Let him go."

But just as the short sword was about to pierce Er Niu's neck, a cross dart suddenly flew from not far away, hitting the cadre sword with precision, and the cadre swung away vigorously.

The tip of the sword slashed across Erniu's neck, bringing up a trail of blood.

Hearing this voice, feeling the short sword that pierced his hand leaving his neck, Er Niu's face swelled with hope for survival, and he immediately jumped backwards and left Zhao Lan's attack range.

Even though the short sword was pulled out of his palm, the blood kept dripping, and he was sweating profusely, but he still held back the screams that were about to exit, his expression was distorted, and he looked at Zhao Lan with hatred.

Frowning and turning his head to look in the direction where the dart was flying, a cold murderous aura appeared between Zhao Lan's eyebrows.

It's those two Dongying people again!

With a weird smile, the sword flashed from under his neck, Zhao Lan stared at the corner of his eyes, threw out a fist-sized iron ball in his hand, and disappeared from behind the trees in a few steps.

"Disperse!" Zhang Duo, who followed with the three of Yanagi, watched the iron ball smash to the ground, and suddenly panicked, so he found a bush nearby and got in.

When the rest of the people saw Zhang Duo's movements, they immediately scattered, looking for a place nearby where they could hide themselves.

There was a loud "bang", and there was a sound of soothing in the woods.

There was the sound of a bird startled, shot down by the explosion and falling to the ground.

There was also the muffled sound of thistles shooting nails into trees, and the sound of dirt being blown up and scattered onto bushes.

There are even people who are accidentally shot in the body by the flying thistle, and the muffled ** that comes out of their mouths.

But no one noticed that at the moment of the explosion, a figure flashed away from the side of a half-man-thick tree, bringing a light breeze.