"Run!"

Zhao Ming let out a low roar, ignoring Tao Yan, he had already grabbed his things and ran away.

Just didn't run a few steps and was surrounded by a group of eight horsemen.

This group of people were wearing short coats and carrying knives with no gaps in their hands, looking at this dress, they didn't look like bandits, let alone outcasts, there was only one possibility.

Several people saw that Zhao Ming and Tao Yan were both hippie smiling, although there was a little dish on their faces, they were definitely full of food and drink.

Zhao Ming didn't say a word, just silently clenched the handle of the knife, and the blade of the knife was constantly vigilant against this group of men.

"Lian Jiazi?"

The bearded man with the Chinese character at the head asked, and then shouted in a low voice, "Eat me with a knife!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man grabbed the saddle with one hand, and on the side of his waist, a knife swept away the leaves like the autumn wind, from high to low, and slashed over with great speed.

Zheng! ~

The sound of the knife sounded almost at the same time as Tao Yan's scream.

Boom! ~

In the next moment, sparks flew and the two knives collided.

After the knife was finished, the man at the head nodded with some satisfaction.

The young man in front of him just turned around casually, and at the same time, the blade of the knife was dragged on his back by inertia, blocking his hard sweep.

The young man had not eaten or drunk for a long time, and his physical strength was extremely weak, and although he blocked it, a few stumbles and almost fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, it's a practitioner, a swordsman?"

"Hmm."

"Who were you with?"

"Blackback!"

"Who are you talking about this black back? Which surname? ”

"Tiger head thousand!"

"Haha! Good! What do you call a brother? I see that you are pleasing to the eye, mix with me, and stutter if you work hard! ”

The man laughed, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Ming's response.

Tao Yan on the side was a little confused, and she didn't quite understand what the communication meant.

"Thousands of lights, a single name and an inscription!"

Zhao Ming said, his heart was also relieved, and the hand holding the knife was loose.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhao Ming, I am all over Wan'er, and I have a single name!" The man smiled and patted his chest.

"It turns out .... It's often ..... Often... Brother Wei! ”

Zhao Ming was a little embarrassed, there are really no surprises in this world.

——

The two of them rode on this barren belt, and in front of them was a group of several horses led by Brother Chang, and they were talking and laughing.

After chatting with these people just now, Zhao Ming also understood what the number of these people was.

It's not a bandit or an official, but a caretaker for a big family, who shows the field to a Master Feng.

The day before yesterday, someone handed over a message, saying that the sword bandit Han Laosan was going to come to borrow food, not more, 100 stones.

Master Feng naturally didn't allow this.

This stone is 120 catties, and this is 12,000 catties of grain.

In this year of the catastrophe, Master Feng's Zhuangzi only had a total of four or five hundred stones of grain, and taking out a hundred stones of grain seemed nothing.

But there are nearly 1,000 people in such a big village, and people eat horses and chew them, so these grains will survive this year, and they will save some food for two years.

But what if the famine continues?

And once this opening is released, will there be a third horse and a fifth Zhang in the back?

This is a group of insatiable moths, Master Feng knows the truth very well, and he will fight without discussion.

And Brother Chang and his party came out to find some relatively young victims to use for their lives.

Young victims can still fight and kill if they are given something to eat, but not the old ones.

Zhao Ming's repeated actions just now can be regarded as winning the respect of this group of people, and he also gave up a horse to Zhao Ming alone, and even allowed Tao Yan to accompany him.

Along the way, it went around and around for a long time, and the horse team was followed by seventeen or eighteen young victims.

The group was walking on two legs.

"Well, how did that man believe you? What do you mean by black back? What does Hutou Wan mean, why did that person treat you so much better all of a sudden? ”

Tao Yan whispered in Zhao Ming's arms, this was a question that had puzzled her for a long time.

"The black back is the nickname of the swordsman, and the tiger head is the surname of the swordsman, and he is talking about the Fuping swordsman Wang Shoushen, who is very famous in the Guanzhong swordsman circle.

Most of these people are also golden, and they are very familiar with these twists and turns. But before I think about it, I wasn't a strong man. ”

Zhao Ming said in a low voice, the reason why this group of people was not a strong man before was because this black spine itself was a chivalrous and righteous person.

Being able to hear the name of Fuping Swordsman showed admiration, and he didn't think he was a wicked person.

But it's to think so much, the key is that these people have asked for him, and foreign enemies have intervened, even if they want to harm him at this time, they won't be at this time.

When I arrived at Fengjiazhuang, the construction here was like a city, and everywhere was filled with the majestic scene of the Central Plains.

Although the style is not as graceful as that of a southern garden, this rugged style is most practical here.

However, Zhao Ming walked all the way and looked, this Zhuangzi was layer after layer, the walls were circled one by one, and the lanes were criss-crossed.

Not to mention, it's really difficult to look at, and it is estimated that just looking for someone when you come in will be dizzy in this roundabout.

It's just that..... Are the knife bandits stupid? Knowing that such an easy to defend and difficult place to attack is ruthless?

The number of knife bandits is often not large in a wave, and the small ones are only a few dozen people, the larger ones are hundreds, and the larger ones are all rebel bandits.

And the sword bandits are generally on horseback, come and go like the wind, and win with few but lean, as for the siege of the city, people will not be stupid enough to do it, unless there is a rebellion.

In the last years of the previous dynasty, there was a revolution in the past, and it was not uncommon for swordsmen to rebel, and it was a wave of the famous swordsmen who were very famous for their chivalry and righteousness, and the scene of thousands of people gathering could attack and break the city.

But this wave is just for food, and the sword bandits who have no clear beliefs can really break this city?

While following Chang Wei and the others, Zhao Ming also secretly thought to himself, the twists and turns in this Fengjiazhuang are not simple.

"Lao Chang, this is the person you brought back?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper looked at Zhao Ming and his party with eyes that were not eyes and noses, and his expression was very arrogant.

"Hey~ Steward Liu, it's this group of people, the people you know nearby who can escape the famine have already fled, these are all victims from far away.

This wind and sun, no food or drink, this looks a little frustrated, give a shower to eat and change clothes. ”

Chang Wei said and hurriedly smiled and stepped forward and arched his hand, obviously he didn't seem to be a fart in front of this Liu steward.

"Well, okay, then each person will share a few steamed buns and take a bath with saliva, didn't there be some old clothes before, let's change them in, they stink!"

Saying that, Steward Liu couldn't help but cover his nose with a handkerchief, and was very dissatisfied with the rancid smell of the victims around him. But suddenly, he was stunned, and pointed to Tao Yan beside Zhao Ming, "Huh! How can there be a woman here! ”