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In order to get back the time just wasted, everyone took turns to get in the car to eat some dry food, and rushed to the next town where they stopped. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There were fourteen people, and there were seven horses, and Amos looked forward to fighting for a few more days, and everyone would have horses to ride, and they would be able to fly home. In the evening, it took some time to feed the horses and drink water. But in the dead of night, everyone sat around Amos as before, and continued to refine flesh and blood. Although the moon is gone, everyone saves every bit of time to strengthen their bodies, improve their abilities bit by bit, and accumulate strength for another day of fierce battles. These days, the most tired is Amos, rushing to the front during the day, and spending energy to condense the kamikaze for everyone at night. Everyone silently remembered it in their hearts, just to repay it with another day of victory. It's raining in the sky, so it's not good to travel. For the Heavenly Hell Sect's secret weapon, it was even worse news. However, Amos, after consulting with the war boys, decided to continue on his way. The qi can be drummed up, these disciples are okay with the wind and water, once they lose their sharpness, they will be like scattered sand again. And the people in the big towns are not intimidated, and some props can't be replenished. Although I occasionally picked up the money bag of a well-wisher, I could only fill my stomach slightly. After discussion, the war boy resisted the banner of the Heavenly Hell Sect and took the lead in setting off. With a horse, you have to live the addiction of being a general again. Amos was still catching up on sleep in the carriage. It's just that on a rainy day, the car is wet and uncomfortable, but the tired Amos still sleeps viciously. Yesterday's defeat made the thieves in Black Tiger Mountain also raise their vigilance. These Heavenly Hell Sect disciples are no longer regarded as soft and deceitful sheep, but as a pack of wild dogs. Although he was not tolerant of the cynicism of the "crane in the clouds", he still made serious preparations. Moreover, despite the rainy day, scouts were sent to find out the details of the work and rest of these fourteen people, and then gathered people and sent a large army of more than fifty people, ready to wipe out these little powerhouses in one fell swoop. Amos and they did not stop to sit still, cultivating day and night, striving to improve the combat effectiveness of their team, constantly holding Zhuge Liang meetings, everyone used their brains to find every line of life. When the equestrian scouts came up, Amos knew that the time had come to decide his fate, either waiting for the rescue team of the master to come, or being swallowed up by the gangsters of Black Tiger Mountain. Amos knew the next step and could no longer rely on small villages. These evil gangsters will only bring harm to those good villagers. After extorting the cart and money for the last time, Amos led the group straight from the official road. Two sets of cars, six horses, just can be rotated, the stinky war boy occupies a horse alone, a dilapidated banner of the Heavenly Hell Sect, let him play his feelings, but also play the spirit of the Heavenly Hell Sect. It is better to die in battle than to be scared to death. On the first day, six horses took turns to ride and gallop, and the unexpected speed shook off the bandits' encirclement point. This allowed them to find a larger city to take refuge and rest. The next day, a disciple who had a whim came up with a whim, during a night practice, why not travel at night and spend the day. At the beginning, this idea was ridiculed by everyone for a while, those mountain bandits from Black Tiger Mountain, who had been walking at night for a long time, and fighting with them at night, were not looking for death. But then, the more we discussed, the more it made sense. One is that we can be unexpected, and the other is that when the Black Tiger Mountain thieves rob their houses at night, they are panicked by the common people, they have a family and a business and can't run, unlike our group of people, who just lift their legs and leave, and they don't have anything to worry about. More importantly, in the night battle, we are not easy to command, but the other side is more mixed, and the command is even more chaotic. After gathering opinions, everyone rested for a day, and as soon as it was dark, they set off immediately. The bandit scouts who were monitoring nearby panicked, and the number of people who came up to intercept them was too small, and if they didn't intercept them, they ran away again, so they had to go back and report back to one person, and the others followed. Amos, who was not afraid of being discovered, lit the torches in the open, and hurried away. Along the way, I walked on the official road, although it was also potholes, but I still drove out of the trip for more than half a day. As soon as the morning dawned, I tried to run for a while, and as soon as the sun came out, I settled outside Xiangshan County. Once such a ruse has been used, it will have no effect. Amos: They rest for a day next to Xiangshan County, ready to travel as usual. Xiangshan County is also the area of Heavenly Hell Mountain, and it is a neighboring county of Prison Mountain where the Heavenly Hell Sect is located. Black Tiger Mountain is a mountain bandit in the end. Compared with the garrisons, militia groups and government servants in the city, they are still at a disadvantage. Moreover, this cross-border robbery has already committed a lot of taboos. If it weren't for the strong suppression and cooperation of "Crane in the Clouds" Meng Weijun, who had just emerged into the gang, it is estimated that there would have been chaos long ago. But these combinations need to be supported by one victory after another and continuous raids and robberies to accumulate wealth, and a small team of the Heavenly Hell Sect has become the whetstone of Black Tiger Mountain. Even a tiger like the Heavenly Hell Sect dares to touch his buttocks, what else is there to be afraid of? But if his teeth are broken by this hard bone, then these days' efforts have become a clown-like farce. "Crane in the clouds" does not allow such a failure. But he was still proud of his pride and was still unwilling to put on the field for a few little thieves, and just hand it over to his reassuring subordinates. Moreover, the bandit leader who stared at him this time plus the elite of more than fifty people was sure of nine out of ten. The Black Tiger Bandits, who were teased for two days in a row, were so annoyed that they decided to divide their troops to intercept them. A team ambushed the road ahead, chased them all the way behind, and vowed to eat the loaches in one fell swoop tomorrow. The disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect, who had a wide range of ideas, woke up and began to have wonderful ideas. I'm about to get home, and I'm relaxed, and I laugh from time to time when I talk and laugh. Amos, who couldn't be heard, had his own Xiaohui beside him, and he was depicting the strange theories of his disciples. Amos's rigid face is not smiling, but it has become the backbone of everyone. The city is very deep, and he is not happy and angry, and he acts very calmly, isn't it the demeanor of a general? What made Xiaohui laugh was that a disciple was chased by the Black Tiger Mountain Bandit, and proposed to attack the pursuers at night. Everyone knows that this is angry talk, and it is too late to run, and they go to provoke them. But Amos's heart moved, why are we running? We can't fight, so we run. We are the people, and they are bandits. They chase after us, and we run in front. Emos began to calculate the advantage of his side. The first half of the night today was a moonless night, and they couldn't see clearly, but Amos had the guidance of nature's divine power, no problem. They are in a hurry during the day, and they have to take care of the horses, and they must be very tired at night. With a certain idea, Amos immediately stopped everyone's strange talk and told the unbelievable plan. Before it was dark, seven horses rushed out of the camp of the Heavenly Hell Sect, two people on each horse. Even the car was lost, and he rushed out desperately on the official road. The scouts who were watching after each other took a look at the empty camp and got up and chased after them. There were two people per horse, including a female disciple with a light body, who hurried back to the mountain to hurry, and there was a possibility of this. Moreover, it is not far from the Heavenly Hell Sect, and a young man who can't hold his breath can do this. One scout was still left to report back to the back, and the other scouts followed closely, just hoping that the horse thief in front of him would be prepared. The disciples of the Night Walking Heavenly Hell Sect, only the person on the first horse lit the torch, and the others all came out and followed behind, making the scouts who were chasing after him a little wondering, when did these people have such good equestrian skills. The disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect galloped wildly regardless of their horsepower, and in less than an hour, they ran out of more than fifty miles, throwing away the scouts who had been tired for a day. The scouts behind him didn't care about the horses' life and death, and it was estimated that the horses would be useless by tomorrow. When they turned a corner, the scouts saw that the speed of the horse team in the distance had slowed down, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly continued to catch up. It wasn't until the torches in front of it were slowly extinguished that the horse team stopped. Suspicious, the scout leaned forward in one step, regardless of the danger, only to realize that he had been tricked again. Immediately, there were a few pieces of straw covering a few clothes, and they were firmly tied to the horse's back, and they looked like people in the dark night. It is estimated that the first horse had a passing man, and the horses were tied in a string, and the first horse ran, and the others followed. The first horse had a torch tied to its tail, and I don't know when it was lit, but it didn't run away when the fire burned its butt. Waiting for the fire on the tail to be extinguished, the horse team stopped. The scout knew that he had been fooled this time, but the horses were already tired, so he had to slowly walk to the horse thief team in front of him to report, and then search for the traces of the disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect after changing horses. Until this time, these bandits didn't expect the huge conspiracy of the disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect, and they just thought that they had been tricked. In the night, a burly figure emerged from the grass on the side of the official road, identified the direction, and walked firmly towards the Heavenly Hell Sect. This is Amos's plan, whether it is true or false, sending messengers for help, as long as they can get the signal from the division, they can be rescued in the end. In the night on the other side of the city, a group of people appeared in the shadows, following the Black Tiger Mountain scouts who had returned to the rear team from a distance, and touched towards the station of the horse thieves. Night is the world of beasts, but also the world of Amos, the darker the night, the more Amos is like a fish in water. Twelve outer disciples, one after the other, under the leadership of Amos, raised their feet and slowly descended, facing the bandits without hesitation. In the end, Amos asked the war boy to call for help. First, the inner disciples will be valued by the sect, and the martial arts can protect themselves in a dangerous situation. The rest of the outer disciples had no objections, and gave all the valuable things to the war boy. Tonight, if you don't succeed, you will have everything, or you will be wiped out, and nothing will be used. Amos, however, was confident. The kamikaze swirled gently, and he didn't forget to refine his body bones while walking. The horse thieves in the rear team were not far from the county seat, and everyone was tired of the continuous tracking. By the time Amos and the others approached, it was not yet midnight. There were only a few clear posts around, and the small escape team in front did not arouse their vigilance in the slightest. These sentries are still guarding against nearby officers and soldiers and militia groups. Amos had a notice, and for a while all the outer disciples went to touch the horse. A horse thief without a horse is like a tiger pulling out its teeth. These things that are lurking in the whistle are arranged by him. Determining that the rendezvous was still in today's camp, Amos crept forward.