More than a dozen cavalry suddenly charged, and the minions of the nearby Qingfeng Mountain were trampled on. More than 30 Liangshan elites followed to expand the results of the battle, and with the momentum of thunder, they defeated the strongmen of Qingfeng Mountain, even if they did not die, they were also mended.

In just a few moments, except for a few who fled quickly, all of these guys who bullied the people were lying on the ground and not moving, obviously not alive.

The corpses are all over the place, and the earth is stained red with blood!

Yang Lin has walked the rivers and lakes for many years and understands what kind of goods are on Qingfeng Mountain. Since you have chosen to offend, then you will be ruthless and kill them all. Riding a horse to catch up with those minions, a few shots in a row, to make a heart-to-heart.

The beautiful woman was rescued and sent to the convoy.

This scene happened so suddenly that the strongman at the entrance of the village hadn't reacted. The people trembled, and most of them ran back to their homes.

"Ah, where did the birds dare to care about Lao Tzu'......" Wang Ying came back to his senses and jumped like thunder. What could answer him was the pen barrel gun in Yang Lin's hand. The horse rushed to the front, pierced Wang Ying's head, and almost killed with one blow.

"I'm going to kill you, sons, give it to me."

Wang Ying dodged a little embarrassed, her hat fell off to reveal her bald head, and she was annoyed and angry. yelled, slapped horses and danced guns, and fought with Yang Lin. Although this guy is thick and short, he has two strokes, and he is slightly at a disadvantage.

But the minions he brought were a little crotch-pulling, and he was ordered to prepare to charge. But the elite of Liangshan struck first, and dozens of military crossbows fired several salvos. The dense rain of arrows fell into the minions, and the popping sound continued, and the minions of Qingfeng Village fell into a large area, screaming endlessly, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Well, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road! Pickled and splashed, all of them will die for me.

The Liangshan elite threw away their crossbows, roared in unison, and charged back against the enemy group. More than ten cavalrymen were like arrows, taking the lead in crashing into the crowd and killing.

A fierce battle begins!

Although there are many minions in Qingfeng Mountain, they are uneven, and they belong to crooked melons and cracked dates. Liang Shansheng is elite, well-equipped, and powerful, and suppresses the opponent in one fell swoop. With only a few dozen people, two or three hundred people were defeated and retreated.

Wang Ying saw that he was not Yang Lin's opponent, and he saw that his subordinates were so unbearable. Decisively, there was no heads-up in front of the battle, and like a mad dog, he played a few tricks to force Yang Lin back, and turned his horse back to the formation to start commanding the minions to fight.

"Little ones, don't panic, don't mess around, there are a lot of us, get rid of them!"

Despite the losses, there were still one hundred and fifty people. Relying on the advantage of numbers. Wang Ying, this guy, rewarded money to boost morale, and let the minions outflank him and attack him on three sides, while he was cunning and hiding behind. From time to time, the cold gun rushes out. Poked down several Liangshan elites one after another.

"Wang Ying, you dog, shrunken turtle, there is a kind of fight." Yang Lin's eyes were cracked, he slapped his horse and raised his gun, and looked at Wang Ying with murderous eyes. Poke two minions to death, and then move to other places to support.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu is just a lot of people, you are waiting for death!" Wang Ying was not ashamed, but proud, and yelled at the minions around him, "Work harder".

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the heroes can't stand the crowd, and the situation has taken a sharp turn. As the number of casualties on Yangshan's side increased, the situation became more and more unfavorable to Liangshan.

"Hahaha, dare to care about my good deeds in Qingfeng Mountain, no matter who you are, you will die." Wang Ying saw that the situation was very good, and he relieved his hatred and laughed wildly. Look again

To the beautiful woman hiding behind, the male duck called: "Hey, hey, you can't run away, beauty, it's destined to be mine." ”

It was also when Yang Lin gritted his teeth and was about to break through, and when Wang Ying was laughing wildly. Mutation regenerates, and a group of people come from the northeast.

This is a caravan, pushing more than a dozen Taiping carts, and dozens of big Han people are dressed in white. It should be passing by and happened to bump into this scene, and saw that the robbers in Qingfeng Mountain were rampant, as if they were going to rob the village, and without saying a word, they killed the strongman's buttocks: "Don't worry, brother, kill the strongman!" ”

This group of people is very brave, especially the white-clothed and white-robed young man at the front holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, his martial arts are strong, and he can defeat three or two at once.

The abdomen and back were attacked by the enemy, and the minions of Qingfeng Mountain suffered heavy casualties.

Wang Ying's smile stiffened on his face, and he stared blankly at the guy who suddenly appeared. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the team was being attacked on both sides, and he wanted to command.

However, that's not all!

A group of people also came to the south, not many people, about thirty or fifty people. Seeing that there was a mess here, I also turned around and ran to join in the fun.

"Leader Yang, I'll wait!" There were not many of them, but there were more than a dozen cavalrymen. Everyone slapped their horses and danced, screaming and screaming, and killed the strong crowd from behind. There was a bloody storm, and the strongman wailed constantly.

Yo, the situation has taken a sharp turn again, and the strongman of Qingfeng Mountain is facing a three-sided attack!

This time, not to mention that the parties on both sides were a little confused, even the few doctors hiding in the backyard of the village store and the villagers who had the courage to come to help were a little stunned. What's going on today? Four groups of people came one after the other.

Jin Leopard Yang Lin was also a little confused, inexplicably thinking of what Wang Jin had said to him

, saying that he is blessed with deep fortune, he can often turn danger into a disaster. This can't help but make the man wonder, is he really a blessed person?

This thought was fleeting, Yang Lin heard someone shouting "leader" and knew that it was his own subordinates, and when he saw Wang Xiaohu's expression, he laughed: "Hahaha, I'm waiting for reinforcements to arrive, kill!" ”

After that, the man should be the first to shoot the horse and kill the enemy.

"Kill, rush! Kill all these thieves! More than 30 men who fought bloodily followed behind and rushed to kill, horses neighing and people roaring.

One by one, the minions of Qingfeng Mountain screamed and fell.

In the face of the strangulation of the three people, the strongmen of Qingfeng Mountain were like widows who had no hope of killing their sons, and the young men in the village killed them with hoes.

It's like the last straw that breaks the camel's back!

The strongman of Qingfeng Mountain was hanged, and Wang Ying saw that the situation was not good, so he took advantage of the chaotic situation. Even his subordinates didn't have time to greet him, so he decisively abandoned his horse and fled. Seeing this, a few henchmen around him shouted "protect the master". The soles of his feet were oiled and followed in the footsteps of the boss, making Wang Ying want to scold but couldn't.

The goal became apparent all of a sudden.

"Uh, where are you going?" The young man in white clothes and white robe had sharp eyes, and when he saw that the bandit leader wanted to run, he shouted, inserted the blood-stained Fang Tian painting halberd on the ground, took off the strong bow, bent the bow and arrows, and went straight to Wang Yinghou's heart with an arrow.

Maybe it's a little hasty, maybe Wang Ying dodged quickly, or maybe the young man's archery skills are not hot. The arrow was off target, and it plunged into Wang Min's shoulder, causing the other party to scream, turning his head to stare at the young man and gritting his teeth: "Boy, I remember you, one day, grandpa will cut you." ”

"Good guts, give me death." The young man was furious

, picked up Fang Tian's painting halberd to chase.

It happened that Yang Lin came to the vicinity, and when he saw this, he reminded loudly: "This brother, that guy is cunning, and he is not chasing, so he will strangle the remnants first to avoid wandering." ”

When the young man heard this, he did not pursue, but turned around and led the remnants of the encirclement and suppression. The number of people from the three parties, together with the young people in spring clothes who came to help, exceeded three hundred.

The results can be imagined!

Except for Wang Yinggang, who ran fast and lucky, he ran into the mountains and forests with seven or eight people. This time, the three hundred minions of Qingfeng Mountain were either killed on the spot or arrested.

In this battle, many people were injured!

Lu Liang, Qian Fang, and Yan Xiaozhong led their apprentices to rush to rescue the wounded. On the one hand, the Baozheng of Lanjia Village organized Qingzhuang to dispose of the corpses, watched the prisoners, and on the other hand, he treated him with wine and meat, and even sent people to Qingzhou City to report to the government!