"Hu Dong Hu Xi, you two go and take down the head of the thief chief." At the end of the battlefield, Chen Jing spoke in a condensed voice.

In today's racecourse, Xing Xiaojiu needless to say, Li Heng and Zhou Yong are also runners in Yongzhou. Only Hu Dong and Hu Xi still need to be bold.

If it is an ordinary villager, he will not talk about it, but in the future, these two heroes will follow him to lick the knife.

"Listen to the owner!" Hu Dong and Hu Xi hugged their fists, there was no more hypocrisy, the long shirt was stained with blood, and one person carried a knife, and according to Chen Jing's instructions, he began to cut off the heads of these thief chieftains in Yuanhai.

Chen Jing bypassed the pond, only looked at it, and found that the thief Yuan Hai died the worst, and there were blood holes all over his body. There was only a pair of eyes, still bulging and staring, refusing to close.

It is estimated that this old beard who has been running for a while has not understood why he was planted in the hands of a group of villagers until he died.

"Zhou Yong, how is Li Heng?"

"I was hit by an arrow, but fortunately, Brother Li moved quickly and avoided the vital point."

Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief. But no matter what, there were fifty-three bandits and righteous soldiers in Tang Village, and after this scene, seven people died, four villagers and three Mafu Guardians.

But if you don't fight this time, you won't be able to survive when the old bandits come.

Chen Jing plans to give an extra pension to the righteous soldiers who died in battle. What he didn't expect was that the old horse, who had always been worried about being eaten by a big family, was actually righteous this time.

"If you want to send it, I will have an extra hundred taels!" Ma Fatzi's eyes were red, "Little owner, don't you know, there is a kid who was slashed by the old bandit in order to protect me." ”

Chen Jing comforted.

"Little owner, I went to see it just now, some old bandits are still angry."

"Stab to death with a mending knife." Chen Jing's face was expressionless. The killing of bandits by the people is equivalent to an act of righteousness, and there will be no accountability. Moreover, if you really let the tiger return to the mountain, after a few years, you may have to re-entrench yourself.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is undoubtedly the best.

Chen Jing originally thought that he would cut off the heads of all the old bandits, and he would do it one by one. But it was a bit appalling, coupled with the closure of Ping'an Town, so he simply took only five thief chieftains, a total of twenty-five military merits.

"As I said, after the bandits, I will go to my old man's house today and eat a big feast in the whole village! Gather it away, as long as the sky can't fall, drink a celebration wine first! The fat man raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the little squire who wanted to take the martial arts championship when he was a teenager seemed to get what he wanted, and he cheered all of a sudden.

The old bandits' weapons, horses, and tattered armor were all piled up on the village road. The two old doctors from the neighboring villages, who had just entered the village, saw this scene and heard about the bandits in Tang Village, and they were all so shocked that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

Zhou Yong picked three horses that were still in good condition, and according to Chen Jing's intentions, he took a few more iron bows and a few iron guns.

"The gentlemen of Tang Village have also come to get weapons! Today, I beat the old bandits, and you people are the most hanged heroes in more than a dozen nearby villages. ”

"In the future, if there are still old bandits who come to rob the village-"

"it!"

To tell the truth, the largest old bandit group in the neighborhood has been wiped out. In the future, even if there are thieves, the number will not be large, as long as there are weapons, these young men who have raised their flesh and blood, if they are not cowardly, they will be enough to deal with.

"Good!" Chen Jing laughed with relief. Even, compared to the five heads of military merits, he was even more surprised when he looked at the changes in these villagers in front of him.

If you want to live in this world, in the end, you can only rely on your own fists.

Xiao Zhang, who can write poems, forcibly woke up from a coma and wanted to write a poem at this exciting moment. It's a pity that he was hugged back to the house by Hu Dong all of a sudden.

On the edge of Tang Village, the women, children and old people who were hiding in the reeds also hurried back. After looking for his own man, he hugged each other with red eyes.

Some of the family members of the villagers who died in the war lifted the bloody straw mat wrapped in it, and suddenly fell on the corpse and cried loudly.

Chen Jing is not a taste in his heart.

He turned his head and just happened to see Song Yu.

Song Yu walked up to him and looked at his body seriously, probably checking the injured place. After discovering that there were no wounds, the expression on his face slowly soothed.

"I'm hiding in the reeds, and I can't say why, but I believe you can win. I also comforted those people and said, no problem, no problem. ”

"Chen Jing, you're really different."

"I have already told a few women from Tang Village that I will help you cook a wine and meat feast tonight. The Bai family hunter at the end of the village took half a fan of bacon, and Master Ma would kill a few New Year pigs, as well as wine, and someone had already gone to sell it. ”

"I'll go back later, we still have some jerky in Zhuangzi, and there are vinegar dishes in the pickle jar...... Woo woo Chen Jing. ”

Song Yu suddenly turned around, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he hugged Chen Jing to death.

Chen Jing lowered his head and sniffed Song Yu's fragrance, which also had some mixed tastes. He stretched out his hand and hugged Song Yu in his arms.

……

It wasn't until it was dark that the big banquet in Mafu kicked off.

"First of all, the seven righteous men." Chen Jing picked up the wine bowl. The deceased is the greatest, and in his opinion, the seven villagers who died are all heroes in order to protect their families.

With intermittent sobbing, the people of Tang Village, whether young or old, women and children, all stood up in unison.

Even the fat man pushed away the concubine next to him, and got up with the wine.

Sprinkle half a bowl as an offering.

"Drink together!"

"Drink."

Chen Jing tilted his head and drank half a bowl of wine in one gulp. When the liquor enters his throat and burns his body, it will be like his future road, and if he wants to step out, it must be a lot of overcoming thorns and thorns.

But if he wants to live and stand at the top, in this era, he can only move forward with a sword.

"My master Ma proposes that everyone give a bowl to the little owner."

Many villagers cheered. Without Chen Jing, they didn't dare to raise their courage at all, and they killed this wave with the old bandits.

The best outcome is that after being beaten and looted, the whole family is displaced until they slowly starve to death. If the old bandits want to slaughter the village, at least half of the people in the entire Tang village will die.

Chen Jing smiled, raised the wine bowl, raised his head again, and poured it into his mouth.

"My old man Ma said before, let my six-room concubine take turns to pour wine for you! Don't touch, don't touch, whoever wants to touch, Lao Tzu will move the sword! The fat man stood up and cheered loudly.

The entire Ma Mansion suddenly became emotional.

Chen Jing sat down and slumped comfortably in his chair. The matter of the old bandit is solved, and the next step is to do a good job of the caravan's business.

Defeated the old bandits, and followed three horses, although the foot strength was not as good as the Yongzhou horse, but the horse team eventually grew. According to Chen Jing's meaning, he took this opportunity to choose two more people in Tang Village who dared to eat knife-edge rice. The courage to mention this mouthful left and right is already different from ordinary villagers.

He informed the fat man.

The old horse, who was drunk and flushed, was not angry, "Little owner, don't say that there are two villagers, as long as they are willing to follow you, the tenant contract, Lao Tzu can tear it on the spot!" ”

"I'm four out of thirty, but I've never seen anyone like you. Dare to take a group of villagers to fight with the old bandits, and they won. You will definitely want it in the future, I am convinced, I am really convinced! ”

"Master Ma praises falsely." Chen Jing smiled, without any arrogance, calmly poured another bowl of wine, and slowly drank it into his mouth.