Outside the post station, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and a famous mountain bandit held a scimitar and iron sword, desperately beckoning to the guards soldiers.

Even though the guards had used the outer wall of the post station as a cover, there were still many people hanging up in a short period of time.

It can be said that compared to the orderly morale of the mountain bandits, the morale of the soldiers is simply extremely low.

After all, who has just experienced a wave of comrades-in-arms backlash, and nearly half of them have been lost in just one stick of incense, and the direct generals have been being shrunken turtles in the post station, so I am afraid that they will not be able to cheer up.

"Lao Zhao, this is the elite soldiers and the Imperial Forest Army in the suburbs of Beijing? Lao Tzu thinks it's okay for Lao Tzu to go! ”

Behind the bandits, a scar-faced man smiled wantonly, looking at the soldiers inside the wall with contempt in his eyes.

He was tall and strong, with incredible strength, and a big knife was even more vigorous, killing five or six soldiers in just one shot.

It was so easy to kill them that he didn't even rush forward with his younger brothers.

"Heh, Scar, now you know the benefits of your coming to me, right?"

Beside Scar, a man in a red fur smiled, his mediocre face full of smugness.

As one of the brokers of the mighty general's mansion, Zhao Rong was responsible for communicating with the various mountain bandits in the north, and even establishing bandit dens on some mountains that were easy to defend and difficult to attack.

And these "mountain bandits" seem to be bandits, but in fact, they are taught by these brokers, not to mention the victory of the local garrison in Dazhao, which is also amazing in combat effectiveness.

Of course, where can his simple training be compared to the Imperial Forest Army and the camp on the outskirts of Beijing? In front of them, these people are retreating one after another, but they have already been arranged in Beijing.

Among the so-called elites, how many percent are elites?

However, Zhao Rong will not tell Scar these secrets, in his opinion, this is a good time for him to win people's hearts.

"Okay, okay, brother, you have real skills!"

Scar, who was so proud of his murder, laughed, and then looked at a certain place with his eyes shining.

Zhao Rong also quickly discovered his abnormality, and then looked over to find out that the other party was actually looking at a girl dressed in gorgeous clothes who was standing in front of the window and looking at the battle.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and the skin is whiter than snow, even if it is just a vague outline, it can make people perceive her nobility and arrogance.

Beauty.

That's definitely a beauty.

And looking at the other party's attire, it is definitely not a lady-like role, and as far as they know, the accompanying officials did not bring their families, so it was only that person standing by the window......

"Lao Zhao, if Lao Tzu helps you capture the princess at the post station, can you reward her for Lao Tzu to play? One night, just one night, you are going to kill her anyway, and it will be the same when Lao Tzu has had enough? What do you call it? What's the beauty of two? ”

Scar stared at the figure by the window, and laughed as if he was enchanted.

He was born recklessly, and he relied on his strength to mix the rivers and lakes.

But as long as you are a hero, it is impossible not to love beauties, especially those who are born noble and have arrogant behaviors.

However, he was born ugly, and the day after tomorrow added a scar, coupled with this lowly background, let alone a noble girl, even those cheap women from ordinary families refused to give him a more look.

But what if they don't look down on him?

After being snatched back by him, don't you still have to be obedient and obedient, lying on the bed and serving him in various ways?

If he is obedient, he will give some food and drink, and those who are disobedient will just play to death, anyway, they are some cheap women who have no eyes and don't know heroes!

However, even though he robbed many women, most of them were small families or the daughters of some merchants.

The only time he did a big ticket and robbed the young lady of the prefect of Liangzhou, but he was just a concubine, so he let the Liangzhou garrison chase him and his brothers all over the mountain.

In the end, Zhao Rong appeared to help him, and the prefect was quickly transferred away, and the matter was over.

Looking at the girl standing quietly behind the window, Scar felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, shouting, what is the daughter of the prefect? His scar wants to be the princess of the family!

Zhao Rong knew that Scar was a lustful person, but he didn't expect him to dare to hit Princess Zhaoming with his idea.

This is not an ordinary princess, but a princess.

However, as Scar said, he has to be killed anyway, so it's not impossible to play with him.

"Okay, as long as you can take someone to attack it, then the princess can play as much as you want."

"That's what you said!"

Scar grinned and clenched the big knife in his hand, retreated lazily, and rushed towards the post wall not far away with a single lunge.

It's just that he chatted with Zhao Rong too much, or he felt that today's battle was a foregone conclusion, so he didn't care that someone in the post station came out at all.

Of course, there are only a dozen people, and they won't care even if they see it.

"Master, you ......"

Behind the guards, a young man dressed in a dark robe suddenly raised his eyes, a pair of light-colored peach blossom eyes were like sharp dark rays, and he looked coldly at the rear of the bandits.

After a while, before the men behind him could react, the man had disappeared in place like a bow and arrow off the string.

Almost at the same time, Scar also raised the big knife in his hand, and rushed to the outer wall of the post station with a group of younger brothers with a cruel smile, the gate that was the most difficult to guard.

The soldiers guarding the gate had seen his strength just now, and now they saw him rushing so brutally, followed by so many mountain bandits, and their hearts suddenly beat drums.

"Kill! Kill Lao Tzu in! Tonight, Lao Tzu wants the princess of the family to be Lao Tzu's bride! ”

Seeing the fear on the defenders' faces, Scar laughed and raised his knife, loudly announcing his good news.

However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the crowd, and the long sword in his hand was as cold as snow, coming straight to Scar's fragile throat.

The speed is so fast, even if he walks the rivers and lakes all the year round, and the scar on his body does not know how many lives he has carried, he is not in a hurry, and he can only raise the knife to block the vital point.

The long sword and the broadsword collided, sparks splashed in the night, and Scar only felt that his arm was numb, and he could barely hold the broadsword in his hand.

The man who fought him no longer went straight to the throat, but kicked him in the lower abdomen, kicking him upside down and flying out.

But flying upside down is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is the near-breaking pain coming from under him......

The pain was so intense that when the younger brothers caught him and tried to help him stand up, he turned pale and sweated and couldn't stand.

"Boss, boss, are you alright?"

"Holy shit, dare to sneak attack our leader! Brothers, go up and him! ”

"Kill! Kill him! ”

Several mountain bandits rushed forward with swords, trying to bite off a piece of flesh from the young man who was standing quietly in front of the gate with a long sword in hand.

However, it was not the teenagers who were waiting for them at all, but the seventeen guards who rushed out after them.

They obviously only had seventeen people, but they stopped all the mountain bandits like an impregnable wall, leaving a broad road to the scar for their masters.

"You say, who do you want to be your bride?"