Time: September 18, the first year of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Location: Jinghu North Road, a somewhat remote road in Jingmen Junzhou.

A group of members of the Xuange Battalion team, plus five netizens including Nan Ze, as well as Wu Miaoyu's indigenous sister-in-law, a group of thirty-two people rode war horses.

At present, he was on a barely passable dirt road, and he was gently kicking and beating his war horse, and he trotted all the way.

Compared with Mr. Nanze, who has some riding skills, he can now ride on horseback quite easily, and the other four rookies such as Muping, Fuyuanhai, Watchdog, and Shi Poyu are still a little jerky in riding.

Fortunately, the tender flesh on the inside of their legs, though it had been repeatedly grinded, had not yet grown well, so that the posture on the horse was a little ugly.

But now, I can keep up with the speed of the team, and I won't be held back.

And in such a rush that is not considered full speed, a group of old birds of the team are on horseback, which is extremely relaxed and indifferent.

Among them, Yu Hanfeng's team did not collect the night, and in the process of advancing all the way, he was still chatting with Hu Biao casually, and he only heard about some of the information not long ago:

"Lao Hu, I asked the local fellows one by one.

Fifty miles ahead, it is the Jingmen City; And out of this Jingmen Military Prefecture continue all the way to the north, after passing through Yicheng, it is Xiangyang City, where Guo Daxia is located.

If you count it, there are still three hundred and twenty or thirty miles, and you should be able to rush to the sacrificial flag slope.

The road we are taking now is a small road, so we should be able to save at least twenty miles or so to go to Jingmen City, and we can get there at four o'clock in the afternoon at most.

After entering the city, you can toss it again and beat your heroic reputation out.

The only minor problem is that I heard that there is a group of strongmen entrenched in the nearby mountains and forests, and from time to time they will raid passing merchants.

Fortunately, under normal circumstances, they only need goods and goods, and they don't hurt people's lives~"

After hearing this, Hu Biao finally had a response in his mouth:

"It's okay, now Guo Jing and Guo Daxia are preparing to hold a hero conference in Xiangyang City, and this place is not too far from there; These strongmen have a little brain, and they won't make trouble at this juncture.

Otherwise, if you annoy Guo Daxia, I am afraid that if you send some of your subordinates casually, you can completely destroy them. ”

Should I say it or not, such an analysis in Hu Biao's mouth is quite reasonable.

Guo Jing really wants to exterminate this place, and he doesn't need to take action himself, it is estimated that he sent a pair of brothers like Wu Xiuwen and Wu Xiuru, and brought some small number of beggar disciples, which is completely enough.

The problem is that Hu Biao made the above very reasonable inference in a rather firm tone, and the slap in the face occurred.

Because at present, their group is still in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty; Therefore, the team did not use any battle formation to advance, but only a group of people lined up, driving the war horses to trot forward.

There is simply no practice of guarding and probing at night, and how many meters away are released.

Suddenly, an arrow shot out of the forest on the side of the path, nailed to the old black horse at the front of the line, about twelve or thirteen paces away.

Under the fighting instinct cultivated for many years, everyone in the team grabbed the war horse one after another in the first time.

Then, they obtained shields, bows and arrows, horse lances and other weapons in their hands, and faintly formed a battle formation with each other, protecting several rookies in the middle.

During this period, from the woods in front and behind their ranks, there were also many strong men with swords and guns in their hands.

They had a total of about three hundred and fifty or sixty people, and after they were divided into two groups, one in front of the other, they completely blocked the way of Hu Biao and the others.

The first one was about thirty years old, with a black face and beard, and a three-strand fork in his hand, which was rarely used.

After standing still, he pulled a broken gong-like voice in his mouth, and shouted out a black language that Hu Biao and others were quite familiar with:

"This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you want to cross this road, leave to buy road wealth, if there is half of it, kill it or bury it~"

Saying! Hu Biao and other netizens have one count, and it is the first time that they have heard such a familiar sentence outside of film and television dramas.

The black-faced bearded man he saw shouted this passage with full flavor, and compared to the DJ in the modern plane bar, I don't know how much more energetic.

Immediately, the concubine and a few others just slapped their faces, and their mouths shook the world and shouted.

In the expressions of each one, where can I see the slightest panic, but it is like watching a play.

is indeed the case, although they are currently on a mission of righteousness, even if these strongmen in front of them are small minions, they probably have some superficial kung fu.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, compared to the opponent creeps in their previous missions, it is better to be stronger.

But it is completely impossible to think about how to treat them with just such a small number of people.

The man saw that he was in front of a group of minions, and he was actually applauded by the target playing monkey like this, and immediately showed a look of anger on his face.

A sentence roared out of his mouth: "Originally, according to the rules set by my Zhou Kui, as long as you leave half of your belongings and war horses, Woniuzhai will let you go."

But he is so ignorant of life and death, so even the people and horses are left. ”

After finishing speaking, with a wave of the three-strand fork in his hand, he was about to lead his subordinates to come up and do it.

At such a time, a man behind him who was holding a long sword in his hand, but he was dressed as a Taoist, and after pulling his clothes, he went up and said in his ear that he didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Zhou Kui's face became more and more excited, and after his hands suddenly arched hard, he shouted out a sentence in his mouth:

"I take the liberty of asking, the heroes in front of you, but are the heroes of the Xuange Battalion?"

Originally, they were all ready to hold a horse lance, and planned to slap the war horse and rush up among these strongmen, killing Hu Biao who was in and out a few times.

Although he was a little stunned at that time, he still stopped his intention to kick and beat the war horse, and instinctively replied: "We are from the Xuange camp, and I am the gang leader Hu Biao." ”

Xu is waiting for such a registration number to pretend to be forced, which is a very happy thing for a group of netizens.

Immediately afterwards, the fellows were on horseback, like a little rooster in spring, with their chests held high and their mouths furrowed:

"Below, the iron wall horizontal knife, sharp ~"

"Selüb, warehouse management~"

"Fat Mantis, Huang Yizhi~"

(What, I don't want the author to pat the head of the team member who thinks of a nickname for you, and send me a private message with the nickname)

Then these guys, who were quite embarrassed, were shocked when they faced the scene that happened later.

I saw that Zhou Kui threw the three forks in his hand, and his knees were weak, as if pushing a mountain of gold and pouring a jade pillar, and he knelt straight to the ground.

After his eyes turned red, he cried out with a crying voice:

"Zhou Kui and all the brothers in Woniuzhai have seen Hu Daxia and all the heroes of Xuange Camp."

The voice fell, and the strong people who originally blocked the road before and after also knelt on the ground under the signal of the man dressed as a Taoist.

also pulled his throat and shouted: "All the brothers in Woniuzhai, I have seen Hu Daxia, and I have seen all the heroes of Xuange Camp......"

******

When it comes to such a scene in front of you, this one naturally can't be fought.

After the two sides stepped forward to greet each other for a while, Hu Biao and the others understood what was going on.

It had only been a week since they had come out of the city of Nabaling on September 11 and had begun to carry out those preliminary plans.

However, Hu Biao's head and the Xuange camp are all righteous and cloudy, and the reputation of not losing to the ancient Meng Wei has gradually spread in the rivers and lakes of Jinghu South and North Road.

If that's all there is, it's nothing.

The key is that the Tang Anxi Army, to which the Xuange battalion belongs, and the feat of the veterans who have been alone in the Western Regions and alone in the lonely city for 50 years has also been spread.

Such a story, for a group of heroes who pay attention to the word 'righteousness', is it completely fatal?

Especially Zhou Kui, the leader of this cow village, was shocked when he heard it, and he couldn't wait to see Shanghu Daxia and tell about the admiration in his heart.

It's just such a coincidence today, where does he have a reason not to be excited.

In short, after Hu Biao and others sold a small bag of glass beads and three palm-sized mirrors.

Relying on the large amount of silver obtained, it is very hard to operate; In addition, it is very crooked, and the story of the Tang Anxi Army was rumored out.

Anyway, now the heroes on the north and south roads of Jinghu Lake have heard the name of Hu Biao's goods; It was already spontaneously a thumbs up, and he said admiringly: "Hu Daxia~"

It's not on weekdays, when you say 'long admiration' in your mouth, such a kind of hero who is just polite.

Under normal circumstances, Hu Biao's goods in the Great Song Dynasty Wulin should be able to mix up just by brushing his face......

(End of chapter)