While the two were talking, in the direction of Jinlin County, the battle flag covered the sky, and dense figures walked out from behind rows of fallen thatched piles.

Yang Yuanzi and the others suddenly felt the momentum of a golden iron horse rushing towards them.

With a roar, the ranks stopped, and after a period of chaos, they lined up into several huge phalanxes.

Looking quite imposing, Lan Lianhua's face was expressionless, but Yang Yuanzi's few young people who lacked experience all looked strange.

"Whew, snort" Everyone was sweating profusely and panting, panting sounds came and went, and their clothes and armor were messy.

Let the generals in the army look at the blue muscles on their foreheads, and make up their minds that when this is over, in the future, the army will train every day, and they will have to practice a long-distance full-speed attack for several miles, and fight on the battlefield, even if they can't beat others, at least they must run. ？

Lan Lianhua smiled indifferently and said to Feng Shan, "Since the predecessors have military operations, then let's leave it at that." ”

"Ahh Feng Shan was immersed in the fantasy of urging the camp to pull out the village, and for a while, he was fluttering, and threw the rumors in the family out of the clouds.

Yang Yuanzi and the others turned over and got on their horses, and after Feng Shan saw them go away, he reacted, "Oops, it's not good." ”

"General, what's wrong?" Everyone else was surprised, how could it be bad to be able to remove a big harm for Jinlin County today.

Fengshan snorted, of course, he would not tell the family business, and ordered the army to set off and march in the direction of Lion Tiger Ridge at full speed.

Those low-level sergeants wailed, not daring to disobey, otherwise the escaped bandits would go back to report the news, whether it was to strengthen the defense or abandon the village and flee, it would be a trouble.

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As the sun sets in the west, the tranquil plain is illuminated with a fiery red, and there are few people.

"Wang, Wang. "In an orchard, there was a small wooden house, and in front of the house a little yellow dog tethered to a stone barked wildly, indicating that this was its territory.

A melon farmer over sixty years old hid in his hut with a flat pole, looking out of the crack in the door in horror.

Here's the thing, a moment ago, a few devilish young people, covered in blood, came here, and without saying a word, they used the water from the well outside to clean the bloodstains, and of course the old man didn't dare to go out, and shrank inside, just hoping that those few people would leave quickly.

"Senior sister, you see what I found. Yang Yuanzi ran over happily, hugged a big watermelon, and raised it as if he was invited.

was seen by the melon farmer, and his face twitched again, this is all his hard work, these robbers.

The little yellow dog barked even more, and was glared at by Lan Lianhua, and suddenly whimpered with his tail between his legs.

It was Yang Yuanzi and the others who left from the mountain road, and the group walked along the edge of Jinlin County, and it was close to evening that they found this place to rest temporarily, and by the way, they cleaned up the blood stains on their bodies.

As soon as Yang Yuanzi, a stubborn son, arrived here, his eyes glowed with golden light, this is really a good place.

While a few people were cleaning up the bloodstains, they ran into the field and picked a big watermelon in a few moments.

"Smack" Lan Lianhua knocked on Yang Yuanzi's head and took the watermelon and said, "Don't ask if you want to steal, the watermelon is left, go and clean up the bloodstains."

"Oh" Yang Yuanzi pouted and responded aggrievedly, ran to the well, lifted the bucket and poured it down, shivering.

As the so-called killing chickens with a knife, Lan Lianhua held the watermelon, put it on the stone platform on the side, pulled out the murderous long sword, and cut the watermelon into several pieces with a few swords, and beckoned Yang Yuanzi and others, "Come and eat the watermelon." ”

With a "swoop", Yang Yuanzi ran over wet, picked up the watermelon and ate it, swallowed the cool melon flesh, and sighed comfortably.

Everyone also made moves, and Yang Yuanzi's move was naturally met with the white eyes of Lan Lianhua, and he shook his head helplessly, picked up the watermelon and chewed it slowly.

A few people regarded this place as their own home, picked some melons and fruits to eat and drink, and swaggered to rest, which made it even more difficult for the melon farmers inside, and they didn't dare to do dinner, if they attracted the attention of a few evil stars, it would be bad.

When it was close to dusk, several people moved on their horses, two wisps of strong wind shot out between Lan Lianhua's fingers, and two gold ingots were inlaid with two "dodo" sounds on the small wooden door, Yang Yuanzi shouted, and everyone rode away.

After waiting for a while, the old man opened the door tremblingly, just when the door rang, he thought he had been discovered, and he wanted to kill people.

But when I saw the gold ingots on the door, I suddenly cheered, and the annual harvest of the orchard was not as good as these two gold ingots.

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The night was deep, the stars were twinkling, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

A faint cloud of smoke, reflected by the moonlight, floated in the air.

The ground is surrounded by hills, the beasts roar and insects chirp, long and ethereal, and come and go.

In a clearing in the woods, several tents were set up around it, and a few horses were munching on the grass.

There was a bonfire burning in the middle, Yang Yuanzi opened his eyes from the meditation, exhaled, added a piece of wood to the fire, stood up and stretched, and moved his body.

After discussion, in the future, people should be arranged to take turns to keep vigil in the wild camp, and Lan Lianhua decided that the night watchman on the first day of entering the mountain naturally fell on the head of the stubborn Yang Yuanzi.

A few people naturally have no opinion, regardless of Yang Yuanzi's bitter gourd face, the minority obeys the majority, which makes Yang Yuanzi very resentful.

This is already the border of the Great Desert Dynasty, and beyond that is a small mountain range, located at the junction of the three dynasties, belonging to the Sanzhi Zone.

Of course, a few dynasties don't care, saying that it is a small mountain range, it is also calculated by the territory of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Range, because this is the territory of a hidden sect.

It's a pity that Yang Yuanzi and the others didn't know, so they ran in this direction in a daze.

You must know that the regional concept of the sect is very strong, as long as you don't hang around in front of the mountain gate and provoke, maybe the older people won't care about these, but it's hard to say about the young and vigorous disciples, if you meet, you can foresee the next passionate collision.

Yang Yuanzi sat cross-legged by the bonfire and stayed until midnight, sleepy and yawning.

The head nodded, the head was crooked, and there was no movement.

There was a snoring sound, a night breeze blew, and with it a group of uninvited guests.

In the darkness in the distance, dozens of pairs of green light dots lit up violently.

The "Neigh" horse was frightened, neighed and struggled, but was helplessly led to the stump and could not break free.

"Woo woo woo" A wolf howl in the distance, Yang Yuanzi opened his eyes violently, stood up and flashed, appeared next to the horse, and split the rushing black shadow in half.