"Damn, these people don't talk about trust, they fight with them!"

"Left and right are dead, kill!"

"Ah!!h

The roar of the bandits resounded in the hall, but they had lost their weapons and lost their chance, and they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Han Zhen turned a deaf ear and rushed out of the lobby quickly.

In the rain, I saw a shirtless strong man, leading hundreds of bandits towards the Juyi Hall.

The raindrops fell on his body, sliding to the ground with the blood splashed on the bamboo armor.

In an instant, a pool of blood accumulated under Han Zhen's feet.

The breathtaking aura emanating from all over his body, coupled with his sturdy body and eight-foot-long horse lance, actually suppressed this group of bandits.

"Shi Bao is dead, put down his weapon and surrender, you can avoid death!"

Shi Dangjia is dead?

This news made the thieves lose their minds.

The bare-chested strong man was startled at first, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "What's the panic, the big boss is gone, and there is me." The brothers followed me and killed him to avenge the big boss! ”

With that, he took the lead in raising his knife and rushing towards Han Zhen.

The bandits came back to their senses and rushed forward.

The fourth child couldn't suppress a wave of ecstasy in his heart at this moment, and he had already begun to think in his mind, after taking over the cottage, how to get Shi Bao's wives and concubines in a logical way......

Sou!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears.

A sneer rose at the corner of Lao Si's mouth, and he quickly blocked Pu Dao diagonally in front of him.

The next moment, a crisp sound came to my ears.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth felt a huge force smashed into his chest, and the whole person seemed to be hit head-on by a galloping war horse.

The person holding the lance in front of him is getting closer and closer to himself.

It's an amazing feeling.

Bang!

The fourth child fell to the ground heavily, but at the moment he didn't feel pain, just dizziness.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurry, until it was completely dark.

Faintly, there was an inauthentic shout in my ears.

"Four masters!"

"Fourth brother, fourth brother!"

"It's not good, the fourth master is dead!"

“……”

I'm not dead!

The fourth wanted to open his mouth, but he could only make an inaudible ho-ho sound.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when he watched the second brother kill the dog, and the second brother used a hemp rope to strangle the dog's neck.

The dog tried to open its mouth, and it made the same sound.

……

……

"Huhuhu~"

Heavy gasps filled the lobby with a thick smell of blood.

Ma Sangou and the others sat on the ground with a pile of corpses separated from the deserters, staring at each other with big eyes.

Killing people is not as easy as you think.

Even a dog will bite and run away when it is killed, let alone a large living person.

After resting for a while, feeling that his body had regained some strength, Ma Sangou struggled to stand up.

Seeing this, the square-faced strong man on the opposite side changed his complexion slightly, and he clenched his hand knife vigilantly.

Ma Sangou ignored them, but ordered: "If you are seriously injured, you can bandage yourself, and the rest of the people will follow me to help Second Brother Han." ”

Hearing this, more than 20 soldiers got up one after another.

Just as they were about to go out, the strong-faced man spoke: "A certain family will also go and contribute." ”

He still understands the truth of cold lips and teeth.

Ma Sangou hesitated slightly, then nodded in agreement.

For a time, the square-faced strong man led five deserters to join them.

When they walked out of the hall, the scene in front of them made them stunned.

I saw that in the rain curtain, Han Zhen was holding a horse lance in one hand and a stone mill in the other, chasing and killing hundreds of thieves.

The stone mill is used by the fugitives in the village to thresh the wheat, which does not look too big, but it is more than 200 catties.

At this moment, he was used as a weapon by Han Zhen.

Between the waves, there were bursts of whistling sounds, and all the bandits who were hit were either dead or maimed.

One of the deserters muttered to himself, "How can there be such a brave man? ”

"Second Brother Han is the reincarnation of a god, and he has a golden light body." Worm said.

Originally, they made it up to deceive the villagers, but at the moment, he himself believed it.

"Quick, shoot him with arrows!"

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

A small boss ran while commanding in a panic.

Hearing this, several bandits stopped and hurriedly took down their bows and arrows.

They had just drawn their bows and arrows, and before they could take aim, they saw a stone mill flying towards them.

"Run!"

Several of the bandits immediately threw away their bows and arrows, turned around and ran.

One of them was a little slower to react, unable to dodge, and was rubbed on the shoulder by a stone grinder.

Click!

But with a crisp sound, the whole arm twisted backwards at an eerie angle.

The next moment, a terrible scream sounded in the rain.

At this time, Ma Sangou and the others came back to their senses one after another, and joined the battle with knives.

"Xiao Langjun stay away, and look at the combat strength of my Western Army!"

Seeing this brave scene, the square-faced strong man only felt his blood boiling, roared, and led the five deserters to pounce on the bandits.

I saw six deserters, with a square-faced strong man as a sharp knife, like an arrow breaking into the group of bandits.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and close cooperation.

The square-faced strong man is armed with a simple knife and fights, while the deserters on the left and right are responsible for mending the knife and helping him block the bandits' counterattacks from time to time.

When the square-faced strong man was exhausted, he immediately retreated, and was replaced by another deserter.

Although there are only six people, they are like no one in the group of bandits.

In contrast, Ma Sangou and they seemed to be disorganized, rushing forward in a swarm and chopping their heads.

The bandits didn't kill a few, but they were stabbed twice.

Han Zhen's eyes were hot for a while, and the intention of wooing rose in his heart.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle ended.

More than half of the nearly 200 bandits were killed or wounded, and the remaining 180 were broken into pieces and fled into the mountains.

Han Zhen was too lazy to chase, these escaped bandits couldn't become any climate.

After a big battle, Rao felt a little out of strength with his physique.

Ma Sangou dragged his tired steps to his side and said with concern: "Second Brother Han, you are injured!" ”

It was only then that Han Zhen found that he had several more wounds on his leg and right arm.

But fortunately, the wound is not deep and the bleeding is not large.

"Minor injuries, out of the way."

Han Zhen waved his hand and ordered: "Three dogs, go and summon Yuan Chuliu!" ”

Ma Sangou nodded, turned around and walked in the direction of the valley.

Then, Han Zhen shouted again: "Zhang He! ”

"In!"

Zhang He responded weakly and staggered over.

"Count soldier casualties!"

"Order!"

Soon, Zhang He came back and reported with an ugly face: "Twenty-one people were slightly injured and three were seriously injured. The three seriously injured are afraid that they won't survive tonight. ”

"I'll take a look."

Han Zhen said, turning around and walking towards the Juyi Hall.

Three seriously wounded soldiers, one of whom was Wang Wu, was also the most seriously wounded of the three.

He was stabbed several times, and the wound was long and deep, and now although the bleeding has stopped and he has simply bandaged it, his eyes are still closed at the moment, and he is in a coma.

The other two were slightly better, lying on the table with pale faces.

In ancient times, he suffered severe knife wounds, and whether he survived was completely dependent on luck.

Knife wounds are not fatal, but the ensuing wound infection and inflammation are fatal.