Early in the morning, under the old mountain in the south.

Nearly 100 old bandits carried knives and whistled hooligans, and they were in the camp of the former official army.

After the bandit battalion retreated, there were still a few pawns who took care of the camp, but earlier, where did they dare to stay, they also left in a hurry.

The two camps that were originally guarded by the town were already full of commotion within a few days.

Yuan Hai gathered his messy long hair, and a fierce gaze oozed from the only one of his eyes. According to his rules, he went down the mountain in the morning and went up the mountain in the dark. Even if you encounter the officers and soldiers returning to defense, you can quickly escape.

When the time comes, there will be more silver to rob, and you will be able to flee south, gather the fat people, and form a gang of bandits.

"Big boss, old Mo'er is back!"

Yuan Hai slapped him over, "How many times have you spoken?" Call me king! ”

"Hmph."

Carrying a mountain splitting knife, Yuan Hai stepped out of the camp, and after a while, he saw three or four small bandits, riding thin horses, and rushed back in a hurry.

"What? Rushing to drive piles? ”

"King, good plate, good plate!" A little bandit who dismounted was pleasantly surprised.

"I went to explore yesterday, and found a place where a large sum of silver was hidden."

"How much?"

"Two big boxes, full!"

Yuan Hai took a cool breath, and his voice became excited.

"Can you prick your hands?"

"No, it's all some fart villagers."

"Whew!" Yuan Hai excitedly picked up the mountain splitting knife and shook it several times. Recently, many of the wealthy people in the city have gone out of the city to avoid disaster.

Presumably, those two large chests of silver belonged to those rich families.

"King, it's in Tang Village! There are only a few dozen households, don't say that the prince will go, I only need to bring ten people, and I can scare them obediently begging for mercy and offering both silver and beauty! ”

"This can't be done, they ran away with the silver, what should I do?"

Yuan Hai looked up with a sly smile.

"Brothers, let's be rich and noble again!"

"Rob his mother!"

"Get on the horse!"

There were not many horses, only more than forty horses, and two or three old bandits rode together, raising the knives in their hands, constantly blowing the trumpet, and looking extremely crazy.

……

In Tang Village, Chen Jing finally got an old official book.

It was three years ago, and an official sent it to Tang Village and sent it to Lizheng. It has been pressed at the bottom of the box, although it is yellowed, but fortunately it is not rotten.

"Yu Shan, do you remember clearly?" Chen Jing raised his finger and pointed to the wanted portrait on the old official book.

"This one blind one-eyed, a hundred strings of sugar gourds."

"This hooked nose, fifty strings. And this one with a horse's face and half a bald head is also fifty strings of ......"

"The rest of the old bandits, kill one and give five strings."

After looking at it, Yu Shan said angrily, "Then I will kill them all, can I change them to others?" Change to white buns. The housewife said, "If I eat too much sugar gourd, my teeth will be damaged, and I won't be able to eat meat in the future." ”

"Yes." Chen Jing smiled.

"Time is in a hurry, I can't find a weapon for you to take advantage of, you use this stick first, wrapped in iron wolf teeth."

In the future, Yu Shan's physique will become his general. Brave and fierce, even mountain bears can thrash down.

As for Xing Xiaojiu, he is better at guarding, or scouting.

But in the end, there are still too few people in the team.

"Xiao Jiu, the main mother and Xingqiu, the people from the Xia family, let's arrange it."

"Don't worry, the women and children in Hetang Village are old and weak, and they have gone to hide in the nearby reeds."

In fact, there was another small rich merchant who avoided trouble, and he was too frightened to fight, so he could only offer a hundred taels as a bounty for fighting bandits.

"Very good."

Chen Jing walked out of the courtyard. In front of him, there were thirty heroes in Tang Village, the oldest of whom was about forty years old, and the youngest was only twenty.

At this time, although they were a little trembling, they finally stood firm.

"If you are hanging an egg, please hold your weapon in your hand. The old men fought this scene, and in the future, when the dolls in the village asked, you said loudly, your uncle and I, I were also good men back then, chasing the old bandits to cut them, and cutting these dogmen with their heads and rats. ”

"Don't forget, there are still wives and children at home, and they are watching with their eyes open!"

"Tie up the wooden armor."

It is said to be wooden armor, but it is actually a few thin pieces of wood at the front and back, strung with rope. But in any case, it can be regarded as some protection.

"Brother Chen, it's closer." Hu Dong rode his horse and anxiously rushed back from the entrance of the village.

For this moment, Chen Jing has been arranging for two foreign aids, Hu Dong and Hu Xi, to pay attention to the movements of the old bandits. Early this morning, I received the news that the old bandit had left the mountain.

Unless Na Yuanhai is blind, otherwise, stepping on the plate and stepping on such a large sum of silver, he will definitely be tempted.

"Guys, please go back to your place!"

"Xiao Jiu, set fire to the other roads out of the village, leaving only the road to the south."

If it weren't for the fact that the village road was too narrow, Chen Jing would still be able to play twenty kinds of tricks.

"Ready."

……

It was just after noon, and the entire Tang Village suddenly became silent.

Trample.

The first to ride a horse, the horse's hooves were beaten, and the reins were firmly strangled. The owner of the horse, a short man with a hooked nose and two scars on his face, grinned and crooked his cheeks.

"Lord, look at these villagers, you probably heard the sound of horses' hooves, and they were so frightened that they hid. I said something ugly, I don't need the king to make a move, I can rob the silver when I enter the village by myself. ”

"Du Zong, you can't be careless." Yuan Hai raised his head and spat out a sentence in a pretended majesty. But in the end, he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart, and then he laughed again.

"Since they're all here, it's better to go in together and be lively. In this round, except for the silver, the rest of the rice was not robbed, but was burned by fire. If it is an eyesore, it doesn't hurt to pick up a knife and chop it. If the officials and soldiers are not there, Lao Tzu is the lord of heaven! ”

"Don't forget, the handsome little lady is left to this king!"

The crazy bandits immediately shouted at the entrance of the village.

"Enter the village!"

……

Chen Jing hid on the roof of the tiles, calmly poked his head out, looking at the situation below.

Where to put it, more than 30 people, it is not easy to fight against more than 100 people. And it's still an old bandit on the other side. But the very advantageous factor is that they are familiar with the terrain, as well as Yu Shanxing Xiaojiu, Hu Dong and Hu Xi, these heroes who can fight and kill.

Moreover, it is still the same sentence, bandits are all dogmen who are greedy for pleasure with their lives. If not, he would not have been on the old mountain, hiding for several years and not daring to go down.

It's time to stumble. Chen Jing narrowed his eyes.

Ang –

Not far from the entrance of the village, the first old bandit, the yellow horse under the crotch, suddenly lost his front hooves, held the horse's head high, and neighed bitterly.

Boom.

The eagle-nosed dwarf roared and fell to the ground, landing on the right side of his face first, and instantly cut out a bloody scar.

In the back, there were four or five horses, who did not hold the reins of the horses for a while, and then collided together, and a total of more than ten old bandits fell to the ground together.

"Xiao Jiu, whistle!"

Xing Xiaojiu puffed out his eyes, put his two fingers into his mouth, and a clear whistle quickly resounded throughout Tang Village.

"Grandpa Yu Shan is here—"

Yu Shan hugged a severed tree, and together with Hu Dong and Hu Xi, blocked the retreat at the entrance of the village.

"Kill." Hu Dong drew his long knife. and his younger brother Hu Xi rushed forward without fear of death.

Yu Shan picked up the giant wooden stick, and was so anxious that he screamed "wow", and also rushed forward.

This sudden upheaval made Yuan Hai shocked. Before, he had never imagined that the villagers would be so brave as to ambush them!

"Draw a knife for Lao Tzu and kill all these people!"

"Bow down." In Wading Mountain, Chen Jing was unhurried, letting Xing Xiaojiu keep signaling.

In a short time, the thirty villagers hiding in the high place were young and strong, and they all picked up their longbows and tried to aim downward.

"Break the strings, the mother! After this round, Lao Tzu will take the martial arts championship! Zhang Tiancai shouted.

After a long period of hard training, the accuracy was not good, but under the scattered rain of arrows, a wave of majesty was finally played.

Even, two or three old bandits were shot to death on the village road.

"King, the idea is prickly!"

"Shut up." Yuan Hai held his head high, his eyes fixed on Chen Jing's direction.

"Grab the leader for me, I'm going to kill him alive!"

"The one who went first, split the tripwire!"

Not long after, behind Yuan Hai, five or six old bandits who rushed out on horseback ran with a long roar. But he never thought that even if there was no tripping rope, suddenly Qi Qi people turned over on their backs and fell into a horse pit.

In the pit, there was a sharpened wooden spear. Suddenly, several more people died on the spot.

"Abandon the horse." Yuan Hai gritted his teeth, carried the mountain splitting knife, and kept looking forward and backward.

The three big men in the back are obviously Lian Jiazi, and it is even more difficult to deal with for a while.

"Those with bows, shoot back at Lao Tzu and shoot these villagers to death."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yuan Hai finished speaking, more than 30 young men who were originally ambushed in the high place suddenly collected their bows and hid again. Zhang Tiancai, who was red-eyed, was also pressed by Xing Xiaojiu and hid behind the tile roof.

"I call you mother!" Yuan Hai stomped his feet in anger. What's even worse is that he and his old bandit group are not familiar with the roads of the village at all.

After all, I had never heard of any village that dared to fight against the old bandits.