"I said you...... What else are you arguing about? Let the hairy boys across from you see your jokes? ”

"That said, hurry up and get into the ball preparation area, three batters!"

"That's it, I'll show you how you face the wind later!"

"Humph! Let you kid see my majesty! ”

"Hey, hey! A bear's pose? ”

There are no small bridges, no flowing water, and no people.

It is indeed sunset, where is the broken intestine?

The sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the official road, and a horse suddenly appeared on the horizon and scared the crows away.

The horse has no saddle or stirrups, but there is a man lying on one side of the horse.

Wanyan Chen monk.

The horses were moving forward slowly, step by step.

Monk Wanyan Chen had been vigilant, observing the surroundings as he slowly leaned down on the horse's body and gradually stood up.

He doesn't just look with his eyes, he sees with all his senses as a hunter.

Safe? It's supposed to be safe, right? At least on this part of the journey before dark......

Gradually, the horses stopped moving.

Monk Wanyan Chen slammed his arm on the horse's back, and the whole person jumped up, and stepped on the horse's back with both feet, fully demonstrating the demeanor of a horseback nation.

Monk Chen stood on the horse without a saddle, and looked around again and again with his hands on the pergola......

The horse is very sensible and has remained in the same position without moving.

Monk Chen found no abnormalities......

Finally, Monk Chen sat down on the horse again, and then rode away slowly.

The official road returned to its silent state, and the crow ...... But he did not fall back to the old vines and trees.

With a creaking sound, the carriages appeared one after another on the official road.

A fleet of vehicles of no small size.

A small squad of knights, more than a dozen carriages.

"Monk Chen, you did a great job! Recently, thanks to you being in charge of driving the road, the convoy has come all the way and has not been disturbed by the endless attacks of the bandits. ”

"Your Excellency has won a prize! The lower officials are terrified! ”

Monk Chen was indeed terrified, because he himself didn't think that he had done a good job at all, so that the thieves had no chance. It's just that the thief suddenly didn't come, although I don't know what the reason is.

Monk Chen has been in the officialdom for a long time, although he is still a small military official, under the influence of his ears and eyes, he knows more or less what to say, and the truth above is really not to be said.

However, Monk Chen's intuition kept reminding him that the thieves were not actually far away, and the thieves had been staring at the convoy.

They're there!

Of course, this truth still can't be said, otherwise people's hearts will be shaken, the team will not be able to lead, and things that cause trouble to the leaders must not be done. Why don't they come? This heart is heavy on my heart, and Monk Chen's restless eating and sleeping in the past few days is also the proper meaning of the question.

They're there!

Why don't they come?

They will definitely come!

Thinking of this, Monk Chen tightly grasped the hilt of his saber.

When that time comes, where do you go from here?

Fight to the death?

Easy to say! Life has been difficult to die in since ancient times, let alone a death battle without a glimmer of hope!

Falling into such an isolated and helpless situation, I'm afraid it wasn't the group of thieves who had calculated it a long time ago!

Although these thieves continued to attack the horse team along the way, they were very measured in their actions and only killed the leader. Whoever comes out on top in the team will not see the sunrise the next day.

"Only punish the evil, and never ask!" Action is silent proof.

The most ruthless evidence is that the shot never misses, and the person who is killed will appear on the road of the horse team the next day.

As a Jin man, Monk Chen knew that his clansmen were not good-tempered, and this kind of blatant provocation would inevitably arouse the anger of the Jin people, but a group of people shouted for revenge and went back, but they didn't know where the enemy was. The golden man who screamed the most fiercely would inevitably be corpsed the next day, following in the footsteps of those who came out.

Kill chickens and monkeys, rabbits and foxes are sad!

Once, twice, three times, no matter how guarded, no matter how vigilant, it is completely useless. The camp, the sentry, all have become decorations, you can come and go when you want, and you don't even know if you come and go! No trace was left...... Wrong! Something was left, a bright red flower, the only clue that could be found every time.

A sprig of flowers......

And the one who disappeared was as if he had never been in the team...... Until his body was found the next day.

Before Monk Chen became a small military official, he also studied for a few years, and he was also a talent in the Jin Kingdom. Monk Chen, who was considered an intellectual among the Jin people, remembered that there was such a line in the Tang poems of the Han people......

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles."

It's just right!

The anger of the golden people is at its peak, and it is useless! And then...... Day after day, the situation took a turn for the worse. People's anger gradually dissipated, negativity gradually began to spread, and fear began to gradually take over.

Monk Chen knew that if there was no opportunity to change the atmosphere of the team, I was afraid that the collapse of the entire horse team was imminent.

Who did the little prince who went to the Southern Song Dynasty offend this time? So powerful! This ability is simply explosive, and Monk Chen has a bold idea in his heart, even if it is the elite of the Southern Song Dynasty court, or the elite of his home country, Jinguo, it is impossible to have this ability!

It can't be done by one person! It must have been an organized operation.

The ground guide's calls over and over again were fruitless! The pilot seemed to be asleep - the Skyhawk was still steady on the crest of the waves!

Low altitude!

The altimeter is completely zeroed!

Everything relies on the pilot's visual operation.

In the pilot's field of vision, the sea seems to be under the eyelids, within reach, and the waves seem to be ready to jump on the wingtips at any time, giving people the strange feeling of speeding in a high-speed dinghy.

"No Fuck Say!" Finally, there was a roar of anger from the headphones.

Next, a series of airborne black words came out of the headphones, guessed from the continuous vocabulary and the speed of speech that erupted like a Grimm machine gun...... Good boy! The fire of the ground guide is really not small! I don't know what kind of grudge and grudge it has accumulated for a long time!

"Horse-stepping! This bastard raised by a lawless bitch! Tom, the ground guide, threw away the walkie-talkie in his hand and vented his anger!

The walkie-talkie, which was tossed aside and swayed with the cable, said that there were a few words to say: Horses sell skins! What can I do, I'm desperate! Who did I recruit and who did I mess with?

Ground Control Commander White Hart, who was sitting in the main control position, said in a dejected tone: "Shit, let's let this bitch bastard scourge the British and French!" ”

Hearing this, the guide Tom couldn't help but cheer: "Yo hoo! I can finally get rid of this bastard plus a third-level king eight lambs! ”

Hart Controller was concerned: "Tom, you're not the only one who is happy, I'm afraid the Navy and Air Force veterans of the entire base will raise a glass to celebrate this good news!" ”

"Yo-hoo! This winged demon is finally flying away! ”