Early the next morning, Qin Han took people to Qingfeng Village and picked up Liu Gao's "daughter".

Qin Han sat in the sedan chair, looked at the bride with a red hijab, and asked, "Do you hate me?" ”

Ziyun said lightly: "Why did the general say this? ”

Her voice is crisp and pleasant, extremely good, but there is a trace of indelible grievance in it, which makes people feel even more distressed.

"To tell you the truth, this wedding is not to ask for bribes, but to attract the bandits of Qingfeng Mountain to go down the mountain and loot, we ambush them, everything is fine, but it hurts you." Although Qin Han is not a good person, he really doesn't like to use a woman to complete tasks.

Ziyun was silent for a while, and still said in a flat tone: "Ziyun was originally a singer of the Qinglou, and she was originally going to be listed and sold in a few days, but now she can marry the prefect, and she is still dissatisfied." ”

This is actually not bad, originally Ziyun didn't have any expectations for life, if the fate of the pipa girl on the Xunyang River was given to her, she would be able to wake up with a smile in her dreams.

Accustomed to seeing the misery of the predecessors' credulous "talents", what kind of "beautiful talk" such as talented and beautiful women, she has long stopped making any hopes, in her opinion, after a few years, she has saved enough money to redeem herself, and it is good to find an honest farmer who doesn't care about her past to marry.

It's just that marrying an old man at an ordinary age, even if that person is in a high position and power, he can easily ensure that she has no worries about food and clothing, and he can't help but feel a little depressed in his heart.

"In order to catch the thief, the real number is helpless, don't blame Miss." Qin Han didn't know how to comfort him, just like Ziyun himself said, it was better to marry the prefect than to be a female branch girl.

The welcoming team blew all the way, on the other side, Wang Ying with more than 500 minions, ambushed in the mountain pass, listening to the sound of suona, Wang Ying said loudly: "Little ones, get ready, this king will replace Murong Lao'er tonight." ”

"The Great King is mighty" "The Great King is mighty"......

The welcoming team soon arrived at the ambush circle, and with a bang, five hundred minions rushed out around Wang Ying, in order to express the joy, Wang Ying wore a red robe, and there were big red flowers on his body, and the little minions also carried the wildflowers that had just been picked in their ears.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, phew, what am I saying this, I am the bantam tiger Wang Ying, the second leader of Qingfeng Mountain, leave me things and people, I will spare you from death, otherwise, I know you, and my gun does not know you." Wang Ying jumped on his horse and raised his gun and directly stopped the welcoming team.

"What a thief, do you know whose greeting party this is?" The leading pawn shouted.

"Murong Lao'er, a dry old man, where is he worthy of this flower-like girl, go back and tell Murong Old Man, this marriage, I married him for him, and also told Liu Gao, for the sake of his goddaughter's face, I will catch him in the future and spare his life." Wang Ying said with a hippie smile.

The five hundred minions behind Wang Ying held knives and guns, whined and shouted, and the foul language in their mouths continued, which frightened the pawns to retreat again and again.

Wang Ying laughed, held a gun, and came to the front of the sedan chair, the people who greeted the relatives were all pretended to be soldiers, and they got Qin Han's orders early, and they were not blocked, they were also afraid of Wang Ying's prestige, but it could be regarded as a performance in their true colors.

"Ziyun, I'll come, come with me up the mountain, and make sure you wear gold and silver, and be rich and noble for a lifetime." Wang Ying picked up the sedan curtain with a spear, looking like a pig brother, and saliva flowed out.

Looking at the spear and quickly estimating Wang Ying's location, Qin Han took out a small crossbow and shot it out with an arrow, Wang Ying's soul was awarded, defenseless, and was shot on the shoulder by this arrow, and fell off the horse with a "ahhh

Qin Han rushed out of the sedan chair and smashed Wang Ying's head hard, Wang Ying is also a big bandit who has been spanning for more than ten years, seeing this arrow, he knew that there was an ambush, seeing Qin Han's move getting closer and closer, a lazy donkey rolled to avoid this move, and at the same time said loudly: "Little ones, rush me, this king wants to make these people into sobering soup." ”

"Suffer death!" Qin Han struck several times in a row, and attacked Wang Ying on the ground.

Wang Ying rolled on the spot, relying on the agility bonus brought by his short stature, Qin Han failed to hit him several times in a row, but was pulled away by him a little, turned over and stood up.

After so many rolls in a row, the arrow on Wang Ying's shoulder has been completely submerged, the blood and dirt are mixed together, but the blood has stopped, the red flowers on his body have fallen to the side, and the red robe is also full of dust, looking embarrassed.

The more Wang Ying thought about it, the more angry he became, a spear and Qin Han were together, Wang Ying was less than one meter four, but the spear in his hand was two meters five, and the height and the length of the weapon did not match at all, which was also a kind of Qimen martial arts.

Ma Zhan Qin Han may not be able to beat Wang Ying, but it doesn't matter if he fights on foot, not to mention that Wang Ying was also injured.

Wang Ying held the middle of the spear with both hands, and used a spear as a short spear and a Qi Mei stick, using his hands as a fulcrum, the spear attacked in turn from the left and right, and attacked strongly, sharp and fast, a long weapon was used as a two-handed short weapon, and although Wang Ying was short, his strength was not small, not inferior to Qin Han at all.

A dozen moves in a row, Qin Han only defended but did not attack, a steel shovel covered the left and right, and there was no way to let Wang Ying make a move, over there, the minions and the soldiers disguised as a welcoming team also exchanged hands, and they were about to rely on the strength of the crowd to attack the officers and soldiers, when an angry shout came.

Huang Xin put on makeup and hid in the rear, seeing that the two sides had already fought together, he immediately rode a horse and danced his sword to kill vertically and horizontally, with the help of such fierce generals, there were few officers and soldiers, but he was still in the upper hand.

The more Wang Ying looked, the more anxious he became, his hands became anxious, and his moves became scattered, Qin Han understood the principle of Wang Ying's martial arts, his left hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the spear, and the steel shovel in his right hand went up, if Wang Ying didn't let go, he would be able to break his fingers this time.

Wang Ying turned around suddenly, put the gun on his back with his backhand, and broke free from Qin Han's control with the strength of his waist and abdomen, but he didn't know that Qin Han was waiting for this opportunity.

Marksmanship and human games, there are often moves of being caught on the barrel of the gun and cutting off the fingers, and most of the people who use the gun will turn their backs and use the shoulder as the fulcrum to use the lever principle to get out of control, this kind of move duel Qin Han has seen countless times, and he has already thought of countermeasures.

Wang Ying's gun was too long, his control was not so powerful, Qin Han grabbed the middle section, which was already very close to him, although he recaptured the gun with this back spin, he exposed his back to Qin Han.

Qin Han kicked out, kicked Wang Ying to the ground with a heavy leg, and then quickly stepped forward, shattering Wang Ying's right shoulder with a blow and destroying his arms.