"Burn Yangjiazhuang? How is this possible? Looking at the approaching enemy, Zhao Tiequan frowned secretly, "Our Zhuangzi is all blue brick and stone buildings, and the roof is paved with a thick layer of fireproof green tiles, although there are many wooden pavilions and corridors in the village, but if you want to ignite it, how can it be so easy." ”

The actions of the thieves outside the village made Yang Zheng very puzzled.

Burning Yangjiazhuang, unless the thieves have invaded the inside of the manor and then used a large amount of fire oil, dry firewood and other combustibles, otherwise, it is basically impossible to burn Yangjiazhuang with only those torches in their hands.

Although he was not sure what the thief's purpose was, Yang Zheng secretly raised his vigilance.

"Everyone be careful, no matter whether the thieves really want to burn Yangjiazhuang or not, we must not let the thieves approach the courtyard wall!"

"Yes, owner!"

After hearing Yang Zheng's order, Zhuang Ding, a hundred clansmen guarding the courtyard wall, became nervous again.

Soon, more than 200 elite mountain bandits with torches came to the outside of the courtyard wall, only a few dozen steps away from the main gate of Yangjiazhuang, as if they wanted to avoid the shooting of the strong crossbow, and the thieves were forty steps away from the courtyard wall, and the front stopped.

I saw the majestic Huang Xiaoshan come out of the crowd, walked up to everyone again, and waved his big hand: "Archers prepare!" ”

At the sound of an order, Huang Feihu led hundreds of archers and quickly came to the front of the formation, lined up, and put out a long throwing formation.

"Ignition!"

Another order sounded, and hundreds of mountain bandit archers ignited the arrows on the string at the same time, and then pointed at Yangjiazhuang dozens of steps away in unison.

Looking at the hundreds of burning arrows, Huang Xiaoshan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he roared angrily: "Release the arrows!" ”

Woohoo!!

In an instant, hundreds of mountain bandit archers released their bowstrings at the same time, and suddenly, hundreds of burning rockets, carrying a whistling sound of breaking the air, like a group of dazzling streamers, pierced the night sky like lightning, and went straight to Yangjiazhuang.

Seeing this scene, the hundreds of Yang family crossbowmen guarding the courtyard wall shrank back and hid inside the courtyard wall one after another, in order to avoid the rockets falling from the sky.

After only a clanging collision sound, all the rockets fired from the thief camp fell inside and outside the courtyard wall.

After dodging the thief's first round of rockets, Yang Zheng immediately ordered everyone to get up and fight back.

But when the Yang family crossbowmen just picked up the crossbow and stood up, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The thieves did not use the cover of rockets to charge!

"What the hell are those thieves up to?" Yang Zheng squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the enemy dozens of steps away.

I saw Huang Xiaoshan holding a double hammer, and he led a group of elite mountain bandits to stand in place with a murderous spirit, not moving at all, and there was no intention of attacking at all.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart sank, and he felt more and more that this matter was a little abnormal.

The thieves did not attack, and Yang Zheng could not fight back.

After all, the enemy is all standing forty steps away, a full distance of fifty or sixty meters, such a distance, whether it is a repeating crossbow or a small yellow crossbow, the hit rate and lethality are limited, and it is difficult to pose a mortal threat to the enemy.

At this moment, if you order everyone to shoot arrows, not only can the thieves easily dodge the past, but they will only waste their few arrows.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng took a deep breath and had to wait patiently to see what tricks those thieves from Black Tiger Village wanted to play.

Yang Meng leaned on the courtyard wall, turned his head to look at the rockets that were shot into the courtyard, and found that most of those rockets had begun to emit bursts of green smoke and gradually dimmed and extinguished.

Seeing this scene, Yang Meng said suspiciously: "Big brother, what kind of wind are those thieves smoking?" What's the use of releasing rockets from afar, only to turn out all the rockets? ”

Yang Zheng couldn't figure out the key to it, so he had to keep his eyes firmly on Zhuangwai, wanting to see what the next gang of thieves were going to do.

In the distance, the people of the Yang family, who were guarding the courtyard wall, saw Huang Xiaoshan again ordering his subordinates to release arrows.

Like the previous time, in the face of the rockets falling from the sky, everyone in the Yang family shrank back again, and there were still no casualties, and these rockets that were fired into the courtyard were all extinguished in less than a moment.

Looking outside, Huang Xiaoshan still stayed in place with the elite of the mountain bandits, still not moving.

After continuously throwing more than a dozen rounds of rockets back and forth, the archers of the Black Tiger Village finally stopped shooting.

The thief's arrows have run out?

Seeing this scene, everyone in Yangjiazhuang was puzzled.

What is the intention of Black Tiger Village's move?

Want to burn Yangjiazhuang? Judging from the current situation, their rockets have no effect at all except for the thick green smoke that comes out of them when they burn.

Wasted so many arrows, could it be that Huang Xiaoshan just wanted to scare and scare Yangjiazhuang, and then take a group of bandit brothers to stand outside the village to watch the excitement?

The strange behavior of the thieves is simply incredible.

What is the purpose of Huang Xiaoshan? Why did he let his group of archers do this?

Yang Zheng frowned and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng felt that there seemed to be a strange smell in the air, the smell was a bit like burnt dried fruit, it was very strange anyway.

Then he couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, trying to find out where the smell was coming from.

"Third brother, do you smell a smell of roasted dried fruits?"

Hearing this, Yang Meng was stunned for a moment, and immediately sniffed a few times, "Hearing the eldest brother say this, it seems that he smells of roasted dried fruits." ”

If you ask the other people who are guarding the courtyard wall, they all smell this strange smell.

"I didn't have it just now, why did I suddenly have this smell in the yard?" Thinking of this, Yang Zheng cast his puzzled gaze on the pitch-black arrows scattered in the courtyard.

The flames on the arrows had long since been extinguished, but they were still emitting thick puffs of green smoke.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he hurriedly jumped off the courtyard wall with the help of Yang Meng, picked up a rocket that had not been completely extinguished in a flower pot in the courtyard, and sniffed it a few times under his nose.

Sure enough, the strange smell emanated from these rockets.

On the spot, Yang Zheng picked up the arrow and observed it carefully, only to see that the front end of the arrow seemed to be tied to a purple-black piece of wood, which had been burned more than half and was about to fall off.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng's heart sank, and he hurriedly said to Zhao Tiefist: "Uncle Zhao, come and see, the rocket thrown in by the thief just now seems to have a problem!" ”

Zhao Tiequan hurriedly came to him, picked up the remaining arrows and sniffed a few times, his eyes full of doubts.

At this time, on the courtyard wall, I suddenly heard a few thin Zhuang Ding, yawning and whispering: "I'm so sleepy, I'm so dizzy, how do I feel a little weak in my hands and feet, and it's a little difficult to hold a crossbow." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zheng and Zhao Tiequan's faces changed drastically, and both of them saw shock in their eyes.

It turned out that not only those thin Zhuang Ding, but even Yang Zheng and Zhao Tiequan, they all faintly felt a little sleepy and dizzy.

At this time, Zhao Tiefist threw the remnant arrow in his hand aside, took a deep breath and said: "Zhuang Master, there must be a problem with the rocket that the thief shot in just now, according to my inference, it must be mixed with something bad like ecstasy incense." ”