"Ouch!"

When he got up in the morning, Bai Sheng screamed in pain, but it was back pain that involved his whole body.

Reclaiming wasteland is really tiring!

Moreover, the late sorghum harvested in the first year was not even enough for the land to be cultivated, and it had to be cultivated for several years before it could become a mature land.

Bai Sheng lives in a shack, which is not even as good as a thatched house in the countryside, and he has to wait until after the reclamation of the famine.

He went out with a hoe and happened to meet the five White Ford brothers.

Neither of them has much energy, and when they meet, they only nod to each other, which can be regarded as a greeting.

Yesterday I had been fetching water to water the burned hillsides. Today I have to turn over the soil again, and at the same time clean up stones and other debris, this thing is several times more tiring than farming, and it didn't take long for Bai Sheng to be out of breath.

Damn, if you don't do it, why do you want to go into the mountains to be a bandit?

The ladies and children came in the middle of the morning to deliver the meal, and while the men were gobbling it up, the little leader took the opportunity to draw a big pie beside him: "Don't be tired, for the land you have cultivated is your own." Although the land tax collected by the owner of the village is much heavier than that of the government, it is not so harsh on taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and his life is better than that outside......

No one paid attention to him, they were all busy cooking.

The little boss took Bai Sheng as an example: "Like Bai Er, there is no mother-in-law in his early twenties, and when he settles down in the wasteland, he can ask for a wife in the mountains, and wouldn't it be nice to have a few more babies?" As long as you farm with peace of mind and hand over the land to the owner of the village with peace of mind, you don't have to worry about the rest. Compared to the outside, the mountains are so good......"

Just a few words back and forth, and repeating them every day, Bai Sheng's ears were almost cocooned.

finally stayed up until the afternoon, and the little boss suddenly announced that he would call it a day early: "I made money selling tea, my brothers are happy, I slaughtered two big fat pigs, and I want to celebrate my birthday today." Here, we worked hard to open up the wasteland, and we also got some pig skin, pig blood and water, and my brothers also rewarded a few taels of fat. Hurry up and pack it back, this meal is full and you can eat it with your belly open! ”

The middle and high-level of the thieves and their families eat large pieces of meat in the stockade, and they can also drink wine in large bowls.

As for Bai Sheng's bottom, it can be regarded as a stain.

Pig skin, pig blood, offal, fat, vegetables...... Pour it into a large clay pot and stew it indiscriminately, it tastes good, and the belly is full.

Bai Sheng held the rice bowl in his hand, looked at the direction of the cottage, and wondered when to slip away.

I finished work early today, I was not as tired as before, and I could still have a full meal, which was a good opportunity to escape from the cottage.

He's not here to open up wasteland and farm!

……

There are not many bandit leaders, after all, the entire Xixiang County is relatively sparsely populated.

Counting all the middle and high-level leaders, there are only three and a half tables.

This is already all the backbone of the Black Wind Village, and it is up to them to go down the mountain to rob. The rest of the bandits were all peasants, who were responsible for farming in peacetime, and only took weapons when the officers and soldiers surrounded and suppressed.

There are also several tables of old and weak women and children next to it, all of whom are the families of the bandit leaders.

Yang Jun, the owner of the village, raised a bowl of wine: "It's refreshing today, I'll do it first, I wish our Black Wind Village more and more prosperous!" ”

"It's done!" The thieves raised their bowls.

The wine is sorghum sweet rice wine, and the degree is about the same as beer.

"Eat meat, eat meat!"

As soon as Yang Jun gave the order, the thieves let go of their hands and feet, slashed their fists and drank, ate meat and bragged.

Bowls of rice wine were drunk, and about six or seven bottles of beer were drunk, and some people began to go to the hut to pee and release water.

Yang Jun stood up with a slightly red face and walked to Yao Fang's side: "Second brother, I will respect you for a bowl!" ”

"I should respect my brother." Yao Fang got up with the wine.

Yang Jun said: "Last year, the second brother made the biggest contribution to the robbery of those horses, earning a lot of gold and silver. If it weren't for the second brother's mighty power, those tea and horse commanders would really be difficult to deal with. ”

Commanding, that is, low-ranking officers who do things on errands, a group of thankless unlucky people.

Yang Zhi, the blue-faced beast in real history, is the instigator in charge of escorting Hua Shigang, and if something goes wrong, he has to eat a lawsuit. It is not the envoy written in "Water Margin", because the envoy is subordinate to the front division of the palace, but the commander is subordinate to the military general or state and county officials.

Yao Fang said: "Those commanders are also bitter, they don't want to fight for their lives." ”

"That's also when I met the second brother, I went up and killed one, and the rest were all scared and ran for their lives!" Yang Jun laughed.

The big boss and the second boss did a bowl in conversation and laughter.

Yang Jun held the wine bowl in his left hand, reached into his arms with his right hand, and when Yao Fang turned around and sat down, he took out a dagger and stabbed it.

Don't talk about sweat medicine, that thing is too high-end, and even poison is hard to find in the countryside.

Yao Fang didn't sit down immediately, but made up his mind and said, "Big brother, I have been grateful for being taken in in the past few years. I don't want to make it difficult for my eldest brother, so after some time, I will take people away and go further downstream to find a place to settle downstream. When the time comes, our two villages will support each other and fight against those bird officials together! ”

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, stretched out the hand in his arms, and slowly retracted it.

He really regards Yao Fang as a friend, as long as Yao Fang takes the initiative to leave, all contradictions will be resolved, and there is no need to kill people and see blood and bad rules.

Yang Jun was even willing to give more money and food, so that he could send people away as soon as possible, but he still symbolically said, "What did the second brother say?" This black wind village, stay as long as you want, whoever dares to chew his tongue, I will cut his tongue and drink! ”

Without waiting for Yao Fang to speak again, Yang Ying, the third master, suddenly stood up, came over with a bowl and said, "I'll see off the second brother and do this cup!" ”

Yang Jun quietly glared at his younger brother, complaining that he was acting too anxious, isn't this obviously about driving people away?

Zhang Guangdao sat next to him, but breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that if he dragged it any longer, he would make a fuss between the copycat brothers.

The more anxious Yang Ying became, the more relieved Zhang Guangdao became, and in a few days he would be able to leave this bird place and find another good place to let the birds fly.

In a happy mood, Zhang Guangdao picked up the wine bowl and drank it.

"It's done!"

Yao Fang touched the bowl with Yang Ying coolly, and then raised his neck and grunted to drink.

Seeing that the contradiction had been resolved, Yang Jun, the owner of the village, laughed: "I'll do another bowl!" ”

"It's done!"

Other bandit leaders also raised their bowls and touched each other.

At this moment, taking advantage of the wine bowl to block Yao Fang's vision, Yang Ying suddenly took out a shuttle dart. There is no wooden handle installed, only a little longer than a palm, and it is inconspicuous to hide in your arms.

"Huh!?"

Yao Fanggang lowered the wine bowl to his neck, suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, and looked at Yang Ying incredulously.

He couldn't understand why Yang Ying, the third master, was still doing this, he was leaving, and he no longer had anything to do with it.

Yang Ying's expression became hideous, and he twisted the shuttle dart violently, wanting to stir up Yao Fang's intestines, and shouted at the same time: "Do it!" ”

"You birdman!"

Yao Fang was furious, grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and smashed it out with an empty wine bowl in his right hand.

This person is really powerful, his lower abdomen was stabbed into the shuttle, and he deliberately stirred it, but he was still able to endure the pain and smashed Yang Ying with a wine bowl to the point that his forehead was bleeding.

Yang Ying wanted to pull out the shuttle dart and stab it again, but her wrist was already grabbed, and she couldn't break free for a while.

And Yao Fang threw away the smashed wine bowl, and pulled it out with a fist, beating Yang Ying to the point that his eyes were full of stars.

The rest of the bandits didn't react.

Even the henchmen of the Yang family brothers thought that it was hot and planned to cancel it temporarily, so they could drink happily today.

Zhang Guangdao, who was immersed in drinking, immediately turned his head to look when he heard the movement, and then pushed away the four masters beside him, picked up the bench and smashed it into the back of Yang Ying's head.

The main table is here, and there is chaos in an instant.

Among the nine major cottage positions, the local faction accounts for six, and the foreign faction only has two masters, five masters and nine masters.

However, two of the six localists had an excellent relationship with Yao Fang, and they didn't know about the fire plan.

That is to say, at the moment, four people are fighting three people, and two people don't know who to help.

Yao Chang, the ninth master, is Yao Fang's nephew, and the sorghum rice wine he drinks is at least the amount of six bottles of beer. At this time, his brain was a little confused, almost subconsciously, and he picked up his chopsticks and stabbed them towards the eight masters. The eight masters stretched out their left hand to block the chopsticks, took out the shuttle dart with their right hand, and stabbed Yao Chang in the chest.

"Don't fight, it's all your own brothers!" Sixth, the master panicked and dissuaded.

Yang Ying roared wildly: "Big brother still hasn't moved......"

Before he finished speaking, the bench struck and was directly knocked out by Zhang Guangdao.

It was only at this time that Yang Jun, the owner of the village, stopped being stunned, since his younger brother had already done it, he had no choice, and took out a dagger and stabbed Yao Fang in the back.

"Dog thief!"

Yao Fang snatched Yang Ying's shuttle dart, turned around and stabbed Yang Jun angrily.

Under the serious injury, his speed slowed down, and Yang Jun narrowly avoided it, but there was still a wound on the back of his hand.

Nearly two or three tables were also done, because Yao Fang's prestige was too high, Yang Jun was afraid that someone would secretly report the news, so he only told a few henchmen. Most of the bandit leaders did not know in advance, and they did not know who to help when they fought.

However, the two generations of the Yang family have run a cottage, which cannot be overshadowed by Yao Fang's prestige for several years. In a very short time, the neutrals made a choice - they had to help the owner of the village.

Maybe give Yao Fang a few more years, and when his prestige continues to increase, Yang Jun doesn't even dare to do it!

At this moment, Yao Chang, the ninth master, had been stabbed to death, Zhang Guangdao waved the bench and swept, standing back to back with the seriously injured Yao Fang. The neighboring table quickly divided the winners and losers, and more than a dozen bandit leaders came to surround them.

As for the families of the bandits, they didn't know the situation at all, so they hurriedly ran away with their children in their arms.

The two wounds were bleeding all the time, and what was worse was that the intestines were broken, Yao Fang gasped and said, "I can't do it, take Brother Huan away!" ”

Zhang Guangdao said: "Let's go." ”

"Then you can't get out," Yao Fang said, "I'll block them, you go and hug Brother Huan'er." ”

Zhang Guangdao gritted his teeth: "Okay!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Guangdao waved the bench and chased in the direction where his family members fled.

Yao Fang's rebellion failed, and all his family members were gone, leaving only a nephew, Yao Chang, who was brought to the cottage to be a nine-master family.

Yang Jun, the owner of the village, personally acted as a matchmaker, continued to ask for a wife for Yao Fang, and gave birth to a son, Yao Huan, who was one and a half years old.

But it was said that Zhang Guangdao's dance bench was angry, and wherever he passed, no one could file it, and he really caught up with Yao Fang's wife and children.

"Sister-in-law, give me the child!" Zhang Guangdao shouted.

Although the woman was Yao Fang's wife, she was also a relative of Yang Jun, the owner of the village, and she hesitated slightly and turned around to give away the child.

When the child left his mother, he immediately cried, Zhang Guangdao hugged his left arm and rushed down the mountain with a bench with one hand.

"Block the gate!" Yang Jun yelled and ordered.

Zhang Guangdao hurried to the gate of the village, and couldn't help but look back, but saw more than ten people besieging, and Yao Fang couldn't hold it anymore.

The bandit leaders who did not carry weapons picked up their rice bowls and threw them around, brandishing benches and smashing them.

In order to drag these people and create an escape opportunity for Zhang Guangdao, Yao Fang endured to fight hard in place, and his whole body was constantly smashed, and the blood from the two wounds flowed more and more.

He was so angry that he gradually lost his mind, grabbed a man's belt so violently that he wanted to lift it up and smash it out. But under the injury, the strength was not enough, and he was exhausted when he lifted it to chest height, so he turned around and threw it out directly.

A few benches were smashed, Yao Fang ignored it, and rushed straight to the side and stabbed the other party to death with a shuttle dart, but he killed the eight masters to avenge his nephew.

A bench was in the back of Yao Fang's head, his eyes were black and he was unsteady on his feet, and then several daggers and shuttle darts stabbed him.

The brave and fierce second leader died like this.

There was only one way down the mountain, Zhang Guangdao rushed out of the village with the child in his arms, and smashed over two bandits.

Hundreds of paces later, a bandit leader with more than a dozen minions (peasants) stood there.

For the sake of secrecy, those minions didn't even know what the mission was, and only then did they receive orders to fight among themselves. They also had pikes in their hands, and all of them were equipped with wooden handles, like short spears in front of them.

The descent is narrow enough to accommodate two or three people standing side by side.

Here, it's a dead end!

Zhang Guangdao was full of anger at the moment, did not stop at all, rushed closer, and threw the bench directly.

The bandit minions holding shuttle darts in the way subconsciously blocked the flying benches, and the short spear array was chaotic in an instant.

Zhang Guangdao protected the child, slammed sideways and straight forward, and even pulled a pike dart halfway and crashed into the crowd.

The minions suddenly turned on their backs, and one of them even squeezed down the cliff, screaming and falling without knowing whether he was alive or dead. And Zhang Guangdao's right rib was also in the chaos and was stabbed by a pike dart.

Ignoring the pain, Zhang Guangdao grabbed a shuttle dart and stabbed it forward, and the bandit minions were so frightened that they dodged one after another.

First, they respected Zhang Guangdao's character, and secondly, they were afraid of Zhang Guangdao's skills, so they actually gave up this dangerous passage and watched Zhang Guangdao go down the mountain with the child in his arms.

The bandit leader roared: "Chase, don't stand stupidly!" ”

The low-level minions who were actually farmers at the bottom of the mountain didn't know what was going on at all, and watched Zhang Guangdao run farther and farther away.

……

It is a valley, and the water is so wide that it can already be called a small river.

The tea leaves in the mountains are transported to Hanshui by small boats through streams, and they are quietly traded with the little white staff. The bandits usually robbed, but they also went out in small boats to besiege merchant ships in the middle of the Han River.

There were several thatched huts on the shore, and the boats were buckled upside down.

Bai Sheng, who filled his stomach, ran out under the pretext of, he was going to steal a boat and slip away, and he would not stay in the mountains to open up the wasteland if he was killed.

Bai Sheng used all his strength to finally turn the boat over and push the boat into the water.

Before he could get the oars, he heard a shout of killing. He thought that something had happened, so he hurriedly turned around to get the oars, and secretly scolded the thieves for having a sick brain, and that he was just stealing a boat and running away, so he needed to make such a big move?

In a panic, he put the oars on the line, Bai Sheng took another penny, and was about to push the boat to the shore, but saw a person running with a child in his arms: "Is it Fifth Brother Zhang?" ”

"Help me once, I'll give you money!" Zhang Guangdao shouted.

Bai Sheng finally saw the pursuers farther away, and immediately understood that the bandits were infighting, he held the penny to stop the boat, and shouted: "Fifth Brother Zhang, get on the boat!" I don't want money, I want to learn guns from you! ”

The child was still crying, and the wound on Zhang Guangdao's right rib was also bleeding all the time.

Bai Sheng quickly propped up, looking back from time to time, seeing that the bandits had approached, he was extremely excited in addition to fear.

I have finally become a hero, I have done great things, and I am no longer a country splasher.

Zhang Guangdao put the child down, regardless of the pain of the wound, and manipulated the oars to speed up the boat, his expression was already hideous with rage.

A few years ago, they were betrayed by Zhu Zongdao, and now they were stabbed in the back by Yang Jun.

They all said they were leaving, why did they still hurt the killer?

Yang Jun, the owner of the village, couldn't understand this problem, and was slapping his younger brother wildly at the moment: "He's leaving, why are you still killing him?" ”

Yang Ying was knocked unconscious by the bench, and now she has just woken up, and she has been slapped several times, and she is dizzy and says: "If I don't kill him, I won't be happy in my heart!" ”

Yang Jun was furious when he heard this, and he wanted to strangle his younger brother to death with his own hands.