Chapter 39

The Yellow Wind Gang is the most powerful bandit gang within a radius of fifty miles, with more than 200 gang members, and its leader is also a famous master in the rivers and lakes, anyway, the leader himself said so, as for the little minions at the bottom, it doesn't matter if you are a master in the rivers and lakes, anyway, as long as they can make them well-fed, they can work hard for others.

Recently, the leader of the Yellow Wind Gang led them to rob a wealthy caravan, and each of the gang received a lot of wealth as a result of the robbery. As long as they grab such a fat difference a few times, then they can go home to enjoy Qingfu, find a beautiful daughter-in-law, and give birth to a few big fat boys, in this troubled world, who doesn't want such a life.

But their leader didn't think so, he thought that if he grabbed too much, he would attract the attention of the government, and there must be a few powerful people behind these fat gaps. So after grabbing once, you have to run away and rob in another place.

These gangs have no culture, and they have no knowledge, and they see that the tying is so serious. I quickly took everything and ran away.

On the way, a sharp-eyed gang suddenly saw a black dot in the sky, like an eagle. So he said to a person beside him who was in a hurry.

"Wang Lao Liu, aren't you always boasting that you are a marksman? You don't see that bird in the sky, as long as you can shoot it down, I will obey you. ”

Wang Lao Liu looked up, because the distance was too high, he couldn't see what was flying in the sky, he could only see a small black dot, most likely a bird.

"Okay, if I shoot it down, you can help me stew a pot of bird soup tonight, and don't forget to put your family heirloom."

"No problem. But if you can't shoot it, then you're going to tell everyone that you're not a marksman. ”

Wang Lao Liu picked up the big bow on his back, about one meter and a half long, and thought: "The bow body of my family's Sun Shooting Divine Bow is made of the branches of a thousand-year-old iron tree, which is as hard as iron and has not lost its toughness, and the bowstring is made of cow tendon that has been soaked for decades. An adult man can't pull this bowstring, but fortunately, he has learned the art of drawing a bow since he was a child, and now he can pull this bow. It's not easy to shoot a bird or something, you're asking for trouble. ”

Wang Lao Liu took out an arrow from the quiver he was carrying behind him, put it on the longbow, and began to aim at a black spot in the sky.

On the other hand, the provocative young man was originally named Lin Zhi, who opened a tavern with the family's ancestral secret recipe, and his business was okay. It's a pity that this is not a peaceful and prosperous era, not only is the frontier wars raging, but even the county town where he opened the tavern is not peaceful.

The people in the rivers and lakes walked around with deadly murder weapons, and drew their knives against each other without saying a word. His tavern was smashed several times because of the brawls of these people in the rivers and lakes. If it weren't for the fact that the business was still passable and barely able to sustain itself, Lin Zhi would have starved to death on the streets.

It's a pity that Lin Zhi was still forced to abandon the tavern and fall into the grass. The reason is naturally the newly appointed county official, who not only did nothing in politics, but was bent on looting the people's fat and ointment. not only connived at his subordinates' arrest and misconduct, sentenced all kinds of unjust, false and wrongful cases, but also secretly doubled the taxes of each shop.

Now Lin Zhizhi is completely desperate, the business of the tavern is getting more and more bleak, the income has been decreasing, and the taxes paid are getting higher and higher, and those martial arts scum are going to that county seat, and the store entertains these people not only can't receive money, but it is lucky not to be smashed.

Later, Lin Zhi left the county seat, and with his good cooking skills, he got a position as a cook in this gang, just cook every day, and don't fight and kill by himself. Lin Zhi said that such a life is a hundred times more comfortable than the life of opening a tavern.

Moreover, it is impossible for the government to send troops to encircle and suppress these bandits, unless it is to grab the head of a big man like this time, so that the government will send some troops.

In fact, most of the gangs here are honest peasants, you say that they rob, kill, and set fire very badly, but this is also for life, if you can survive by farming, who wants to do this kind of bloody business?

Like Lin Zhi and Wang Laoliu, they are more lucky, they have a skill, and they have a great chance of surviving. But what about people who don't have any special skills? Every time they fight, they can only rely on their strength to rush to the front, and even if they die, they are unlucky. Basically, a few people died in every battle, especially dozens of people died in the last battle.

The worst is not those who died, but those who did not die but were seriously injured. There are no famous doctors in this bandit nest, and it is because the gang is relatively strong and has paid a lot of benefits because of the fact that there is a Jianghu Lang who can cure a little problem.

Except for the leader of the gang, he is the most powerful in this gang, but unfortunately the people with power don't care about those at the bottom. You said that if you get a small injury, it's okay, just take some medicine and apply it and you'll be done, but whether it's okay or not depends on your own creation.

If you get a serious injury, you can't do anything about it, and you can leave it to your fate. Therefore, many people have to watch their body functions slowly fail, and then die.

Gangs are still very human at this point, at least they won't leave you hungry on the road. This is the rule set by the leader, even if you die, you must be a full ghost. What is suffered in the sun cannot go to the underworld.

It is because of this rule that the Yellow Wind Gang can develop so fast. Don't underestimate this rule, in that era of feudal ignorance, people generally believed that there was hell, and when the bandit died, he could still be a full ghost, which was the luckiest thing.

Wang Lao Liu has already locked which black dot is flying in the sky. I have to say that Wang Laoliu's self-proclaimed marksman still has some strength in it, otherwise everyone would not have acquiesced to this title.

Each robbery is started by Wang Lao Liu's first arrow, and the presence of a good archer in battle can reduce a lot of casualties. Especially when this archer still really has two brushes.

But Lin Zhi didn't know why he just looked at Wang Laoliu's title of marksman, and wanted Wang Laoliu to admit that he was not a marksman, and Wang Laoliu had gained more than ten pounds by relying on this.

Wang Lao Liu began to practice archery since he was a child, and his wish since he was a child was to join the army and serve the country.

Wang Lao Liu pulled his bow to the full moon and aimed it at the black spots in the sky. There was a prayer in my heart that would come with every archery. Probably to regret a life that is about to pass, and at the same time pray that Lord Yama will not add another sum to his sins, lest he go to the eighteen layers of hell after his death.

After praying and playing, he shot the arrow. But instead of falling straight down, the black shadow in the sky rushed straight towards here, as if it had not been hit.