Laughing and hiding in the dustless place of the West Mountain, looking at the mountain is not looking forward to the clouds.

Raise a glass to invite the moon to sing again, and also watch the bright moon opera. "Commander, open the door quickly, there is an enemy attacking the cottage." There was a knock on the door.

"Here we are." The owner of the house seemed to be a little impatient, but still opened the door, after all, the person who knocked on the door was the big man of the cottage, the big boss Hu Liu.

"Why is the big boss so alarmed?" The owner of the house asked.

"Military division, there is a strong enemy attacking the cottage, the front village was burned by the enemy, and the fire is spreading to the rear village." Hu Liu said in a hurry.

The characters who can make Hu Liu pay so much attention in this barbarian cow village are naturally only the scholars who gave him ideas for him a few times and made him win a big victory over the official army, Jia Zhengye. (Brothers, you might as well guess who this Jia is, it will definitely surprise you.) ）

The scholar's eyebrows were clear, his face was white and red, showing a sickly look, and he had not long recovered from an obvious serious illness. The figure is slender, a black robe matches it, and a Confucian crown is worn, but it is a little gentle and elegant, like a deputy scholar. It's just that his lazy look has ruined his temperament, but if you underestimate him because of this, then you are not far from the day of loss. From the scholar's unknown eyes that flashed a few rays of wisdom, it can be seen that this product is by no means easy to match.

"The big boss told the brothers in Houzhai to prepare tools to put out the fire, and the enemy will soon retreat." Jia Zheng looked at Qianzhai, and then said leisurely. But your two hundred subordinates are over, Jia Zheng silently added in his heart.

Sure enough, after a pillar of incense, the Qianzhai could no longer hear the shouts of killing, and the enemy who was in charge of sniping at the trail also retreated with the corpses of his companions, leaving only the raging fire burning, crackling like a slap on Hu Liuyi.

At the foot of the Manniu Mountain, the guards in charge of the attack came back one after another, and the 150 guards sent out were killed and wounded eight people, three of whom were killed, five were lightly wounded, and no serious injuries were injured. However, the guards annihilated a total of 270 enemy casualties, and exchanged the cost of 8 casualties for 170 enemy casualties, which can be described as a great victory.

"Count the list of the deceased and temporarily park it in a secret location. Tomorrow, after our army breaks the barbarian cattle village, we will carry it back to the mausoleum of the heroes for burial. Fan Xiwen said to Wang Fan and Wang Si, who were looking ashamed.

Originally, Fan Xiwen and Manniuzhai had no grievances, but Fan Xiwen sent troops to help Wang Si and Wang Fan avenge the death of three guards, and for this, the two were very ashamed.

"The man wears armor and holds a Wu hook, and he puts life and death between heaven and earth. Regardless of the blood of others, the azalea is infinitely angry. People are inherently dead, some are heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than feathers. They died for the people, and they died. Just when Wang Fan and the others turned around to arrange for the disposal of the deceased's body, Fan Xiwen said casually.

Wang Fan and Wang Si's bodies shook significantly at that moment.

At the end of the day, the unique sound of the horn resounded in this big mountain and small ravine.

"What are the Le'an officers and soldiers doing here? Why did we attack us without cause, if we did not interfere with the waters of the river with their wells? Hu Liu angrily smashed a wooden chair close to him, but he still couldn't swallow the anger in his heart.

Last night's attack killed 270 people and injured more than 100 people, and burned down all the former villages, including Juyitang. This morning, the spies came to report that the enemy was actually the army of Le'an County, and the leader was still Fan Xiwen of Le'an Ling, the yellow-haired boy who didn't even add a crown gift. Such a result naturally made Hu Liu angry, and it was already good to drop the chair alone.

"Maybe it's because of yesterday! Fortunately, the two girls were not injured yesterday. Jia Zheng shook the feather fan in his hand, and the old god said.

"How blessed this boy is! Isn't it just a little girl? Is this necessary? Hu Liu said disappreciatively.

"Some people regard women as forbidden and can fight for women, this Fan Xiwen is probably such a person!" Jia Zheng still looks lazy, obviously not hot, but he is still shaking his fan.

In short, it's an old god.

"Does the military advisor think it should be fought or not?" Hu Liu hurried to Jia Zheng's side and asked cautiously.

"Take the father and daughter of the Qiao family to fight together." Jia Zheng stood up from his chair at this time, his eyes flashing with wisdom. In this troubled world, the least valuable thing is human life. In order to save his life, Jia Zheng must make the Manniu Village survive this war, because Jia Zheng also wants this Manniu Village to be his bodyguard!

Tom, tom, tom,

The drum three links sounded, and the bandits who had been fighting the fire all night and seemed to be lacking in spirit immediately rushed to the original martial arts arena, which was the only place in Manniu Village that was not destroyed by the fire. (The martial arts arena is just a flat field, and there is not a single weed on it, even if others want to burn it, they can't burn it.) ）

"Last night, the dog official under the mountain shamelessly killed more than 270 brothers in my cottage and destroyed my barbarian village. Now he is showing off his might at the foot of the mountain, and he is extremely arrogant. Tell me, what are your thoughts right now? Hu Liu stood on a makeshift wooden platform for his pre-war mobilization. Hu Liu's expression was tragic, and his voice was very loud, as if he had a lot of hatred against the Le'an army. This pre-war mobilization did a decent job. It's just that someone seems to have forgotten to explain the identity of the army under the mountain, and I don't know if he forgot or what. After all, the Le'an Army is an elite army that is famous in Taihang Mountain, and if you want to say that the bandits in Manniuzhai are still afraid of the army, the Le'an Army is definitely one.

There are four people standing under the platform, one is Jia Zheng, the military master of Manniuzhai, and the other three are an old man and two beauties, this wonderful combination is Qiao's father and daughter.

"Kill."

"Kill."

The bandits immediately shouted in high spirits, but if only they could be so cheerful when they knew that their opponent was the Le'an Army.

"In that case, everyone should follow me down the mountain to kill the enemy." Hu Liu shouted loudly again, then drew his long sword and pointed the tip of his sword in the direction of the mountain.

"My lord, the bandits are swearing." Investigator Sun Ren reported to Fan Xiwen.

"Order the fourth squadron and the fourth squad to take the opportunity to lurk up the mountain, and the rest of the men and horses will line up to meet the enemy." Fan Xiwen said with a smile, these thieves dare to go down the mountain at this time? Didn't you die of exhaustion last night? With a group of tired soldiers against the escapees, could it be that the heads of this group of bandits scared the fire stupidly last night? Fan Xiwen thought of this in his heart, and couldn't help but despise the barbarian cow village a little.

After Fan Xiwen's order was passed down, the characteristic horn sound sounded again. The fourth squad, which was in charge of the lurk, quietly broke away from the main force, unaware.

(Brothers, we were targeted by the Buddha, we were PK, the other party's strength is very strong, 180, it is very difficult, the scholar does not seek to defeat him, I just hope to save some face, brothers, rise up!) gave the ticket to "Chu Zhan", and the scholar was grateful.

Don't say much, there will be a violent change before and after the Qingming Festival.

But don't expect a lot, because scholars have so many manuscripts a month, and it's too violent, so it's easy to break off, brothers. )