All ways out have been blocked by the evil village practice.

Song Desen and Meng Zhao came out of the woods and rushed out along a small river embankment. Enemy bullets pressed down on them, sending puffs of earth flying and obscuring their eyes. No matter how dense the locust bullets were, they just ran desperately.

When the two of them rushed to the open field, the enemy's bullets rained down like a torrential rain, and the fire of the green forest could not keep up. Hard punching is not a no-go.

Desen stared angrily at the muzzle of the enemy's gun spitting green smoke, and he suddenly took off his hat and hung it on the fork of the leafy tree; Zhaoyuan did the same. Sure enough, the enemy's fire was concentrated on these two hats. The two of them flashed to the side, taking advantage of this good opportunity, and interspersed through the open field.

By the time the enemy had turned around, they had rushed to a small ravine where they could hide.

The enemy sent cavalry to stop him. Seeing that it was very close, without waiting for the cavalry to raise their sabers, Desen and Zhaoyuan fired four guns at once, and the three cavalrymen fell off their horses. Desen flew up, and one of them turned over and got on the war horse. The horse leaped and screamed in rage, spun like madness, and was bent on throwing his hand off. Desen clamped the horse's belly between his legs, pulled the reins with one hand, and grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand who was jumping up with the other hand, so that he pulled Zhao Yuan onto the horse with all the strength of his upper body and sat behind him.

So the white horse galloped in the direction pointed by the new owner.

The enemy's cavalry was in pursuit. Zhao Yuan was holding the horse's belly between his legs, his back was close to Desen's back, and his two guns fired his bows left and right at the enemy, and the enemy fell to the ground with a pair of men and horses.

Desen felt that Zhaoyuan's spine that was clinging to his back was gradually loosening, and the gun was not too hot. He looked back, and ah! Half of Zhaoyuan's right ear was knocked off, blood kept flowing down, and the clothes on his upper body were also soaked with blood. Desen hurried to grab him. Zhao Yuan was injured in many places, it must have been seriously injured, but he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Song, please let me go!" Quick, the enemy is catching up! The two men on the horse were running slowly. Quick, tell me to go to the ground, or we're both going to be finished!" ”

"No, Zhaoyuan! We are good brothers in adversity, life and death together! I will not leave you! Desen clung to it and didn't let go.

"No, you have to survive. But I'm not different, and I will have the opportunity to avenge me in the future. I'll cover you. Would you like to call your eldest son my godson!? Put me down! Meng Zhaoyuan broke free with all his strength and made a move to prepare for vaulting.

At this critical moment, a horse chased after him, and seeing that he was about to be in line with Song and Meng's horses, Desen returned with a shot and knocked the rider off the horse with one shot. The out-of-control war horse saw that the horses ridden by the two people in front of him were still running forward, and they might have mistaken it for their own people, so they followed. Meng Zhaoyuan saw that the opportunity was coming, jumped into the air, got on the empty horse, quickly reined in the war horse, made a sharp turn, rushed towards the enemy group, and fired both guns at the same time......

The leaders of the second and third major branches looked at Song Desen in surprise, who rolled off his horse. He was covered in blood, his face was colorless, his clothes were not covered, and even one of his shoes had fallen off. He opened his eyes wide and gasped and said, "Brothers, quick! President Zhong and a large branch will be surrounded in Jiagu Mountain, hurry! ”

"Ahh Let's go and solve the siege now, gather quickly! A point said.

Immediately, the emergency assembly call sounded passionately!

Zhaoyuan fell asleep and was awakened by the sound of spring thunder outside the door.

Yes! Didn't he rush to the enemy group?! Where is this? Bed at home? No, it's cold underneath; Underground on the battlefield? No, it's a big blue brick floor, and the battlefield is dirty; He opened his eyes hard, why was there no light? Have the members been rescued? Yes! Isn't this an old prison in the city, how did it become a blue brick floor? After thinking about it, he understood: he was not dead, but arrested! From now on, the disaster of imprisonment will accompany you.

After a while, the cell door opened. Two jailers took Meng Zhaoyuan out. The rain hit his face, and he felt that his heart was dry like a cat's scratch, and he opened his mouth to get some water to drink. When he was brought into the interrogation room, his tongue still watering down his face.

"Hey, thirsty? Quick, hurry up and give Chief Meng Jun a cup of tea. Wang Zuoliang greeted with a fake smile, "Quickly untie Vice President Meng's rope." You may be seated! ”

After the rope on Meng Zhaoyuan's body was untied, he sat down on the chair. His eyes were pierced with tears from the intense light, and his head was a little dizzy. After a while, I got used to the environment in the house.

Zhaoyuan looked around the interrogation room before seeing Wang Zuoliang come up to him with a cup of tea. He was so thirsty that he wanted to drink it so badly! But as soon as he saw Wang Zuoliang's look, he raised his hand and slapped Wang Zuoliang in the face.

Wang Zuoliang was beaten to a stumbling point, and the teacup snapped and shattered. He laughed and said, "Good! He is worthy of being a hero in the green forest! As long as you 'surrender', we are good friends, how about I give you a deputy county magistrate? ”

He slammed his foot and scolded: "Call me 'Toucheng'? Don't dream! Jackals who eat people and don't spit out bones, you wait, I will never surrender to you bastards when my bones turn to ashes! ”

Wang Zuoliang was annoyed and angry, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, jumped up and said, "Come on!" His grandmother's, give him some great taste. He had to kneel down and beg for mercy, and he had to raise his hands in surrender! This bandit leader is really a slut who toasts and doesn't eat penalty wine! ”

Zhaoyuan was immediately pressed on the tiger chair...... Eighteen torture instruments were used, such as beating the knee with a stick, piercing the lower part with a steel needle, pulling out nails with pliers, and branding the thigh with a soldering iron. beat Zhaoyuan to death, dying. The executioners used all kinds of means to toss Zhao Yuan until the second half of the night, causing him to faint six or seven times. Wang Zuoliang interrogated for a long time and found nothing, and it was not right to say anything without getting anything, because they were scolded with hatred.

In the end, this strong and murderous Lord Wang Er was also tired, and he said discouragedly: "I really don't know what medicine this guy took wrong?" What evil spirits have you been infected? So stubborn! Let's take him down first, and we'll talk about it in a few days! ”

Later, Wang Zuoliang was very helpless with Meng Zhaoyuan, who did not eat soft and hard, so he had to decide to execute him secretly, and later beheaded him for public display.

However, the news that paper couldn't contain the fire, and the secret killing of Meng Yuan spread to every household in Ganyu City that night. The young men guarding the shop put on their clothes, the apprentice who was burning the fire in the noodle shop extinguished the flour pot, the women in the pancake shop brought down the paste, and even some old ladies with little feet who usually don't go out called their little grandsons to carry them...... Ignoring the rain rushing in their faces, people pushed the execution ground at the south gate from all directions.

The ditch along the south gate of Ganyu City along the ditch is the place where the Republic of China and the Republic of China killed people before, and it is also the place where small merchants sell tobacco leaves during the market. This day is not a market day, but there are a lot of people who come, dozens of times more than the market day. The waves of people will come in one way and the other way. Some of them were crying, some were sighing, and some were cursing loudly at the jackals with knives and guns.

Meng Zhaoyuan came in the sound of "clanging" shackles of hands and feet! Although it was a night of light rain, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but the firm steps and upright chest showed his heroic spirit of seeing death as home and moving forward bravely. He calmly glanced at the audience, looked at the crowd of black oppression, and felt extremely relieved in his heart, which also added to the heroic nature of the heroes of the green forest who were not afraid of losing their heads.

At this time, everyone present was silent, and the branches around them stopped shaking, and only God was raining and crying......

"The hungry who can't eat, the toiling masses all over the world, the fathers, the elderly, brothers and sisters! Our Green Gang in Ganyu will live a good life for the poor, and they are not afraid of bloodshed and losing their heads! The enemy can shoot my Meng Zhaoyuan's head, but he can't kill the suffering people! We, the toiling masses, will definitely turn over......"

Thousands of people fluctuated in front of the city gate, vying to see the appearance of this man in the green forest. Song Desen put the injured Jiliu and many old men and old ladies together with the little grandson he brought high on his shoulders, so that the great image of the hero will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the children.

Wang Zuoliang was panicked when he saw it, his urine was so frightened that he peed in his pants, and said to his little minions in a trembling voice: "Quick, quick, don't tremble your hands, aim at his neck......"

"Wrong, can't be wrong......" The executioner's palm was weak, his hand trembled uncontrollably, and he raised it towards Meng Zhaoyuan's head with a ghost-headed knife that glowed with cold light. The angry people could no longer be suppressed, and they rushed over with a "bang", like a tsunami that burst the embankment, and the jackals did not dare to attack.

Wang Zuoliang had to gather the men and horses arranged in advance around him, stop the crowd with knives and guns, and wrap Meng Zhaoyuan into an iron cylinder. Zhao Yuan shouted to the crowd with a smile on his face:

"President Zhong, you have to fight the world for our oppressed people!"

"Brothers of the Green Gang, avenge me!"

"Deputy Chief of Staff, please give me your eldest son as my godson!?"

……

The enemy's sword was cut down, and the great evil head knife parted the hero's head.