Chapter 32: Bumping
The mountain here is serpentine, winding and winding, and as soon as he looked down, he saw that there were two teams fighting fiercely on the opposite side of the mountainside!
There were more than 50 people on one side, escorting more than a dozen carts and retreating, and there were men and women at the back of the procession, all of them in horror, and on the other side, there were less than 30 people, all of them were strong men, chasing after the convoy in front of them. The boy saw one of them wrap his head in a gray scarf and cut off a man and a woman one after another.
Robbery!
He grew up in Yicheng since he was a child and never left the city, but he also heard about the sinister outside in the mouths of people who came and went from the south to the north. This situation is like the mountain bandit robbery road that people talk about.
It was dawn, Chitose was now a cat, and he was only a few years old.
The boy quickly assessed the situation in front of him, and turned his horse's head decisively, without the slightest hesitation. The bandits' attention was drawn to the fat sheep in front of him, and he stood in the shadows of the gloomy trees, and as long as he left quickly, no one would notice that he had come.
It's a pity that the heavens don't follow people's wishes.
A female passenger was chased and cut down by bandits and separated from the convoy. The big knife fell, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a man and a horse hidden in the forest twenty zhang away, not like a group of mountain bandits. At the critical moment, she didn't have time to take a closer look at the other party's appearance, and instinctively stretched out her hand to him and screamed: "Help me, please save me!"
The bandits behind her chopped off half of her head with a knife, blood splattered out, and the terrible cry came to an abrupt end.
But her cry had already alarmed the other party, and the mountain bandits looked at each other, and saw a fast horse galloping in the forest, fleeing farther and farther away under the cover of the shadow of the trees.
Someone in the group of bandits said in a deep voice: "Old eight, kill him!"
The bandit, who had hacked the female guest to death, answered, grabbed his blood-stained knife, jumped on his horse, and chased after him.
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The boy galloped on his horse, and soon heard the sound of hooves behind him, and the beat of the drum beat on his heart.
The pursuers came up.
This result is not surprising, he has only been riding a horse for a day, how can he compare to the robber who comes and goes in the mountains like the wind?
The white cat popped up from the basket and looked at it, and sat down to confirm his thoughts: "At most, thirty breaths, he will be able to catch up with you." ”
The boy had no time to be distracted.
Riding a horse with all his might in a strange mountain forest has consumed all his attention, and the terrain here is complicated, and if he is not careful, it will be the tragic consequence of a man turning on his back.
Hey, wait, people turn on their backs?
A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the reins and reversed direction.
The white cat was surprised: "What are you doing?" As soon as he changed direction, the distance between him and the rear rider became smaller. It will be easier for the bandits to catch up with him.
The man in the back looked happy, apparently thinking that he had panicked and looked in the wrong direction.
However, although the wooden bell has not been with the new master for a long time, Chitose has already seen the boy go into danger many times, and knows that he rarely messes around and makes mistakes in his busyness.
This is a very precious quality.
"You've got to run faster. In the white cat's field of vision, the bandit is getting closer and closer, "I can see the leeks between his teeth, tsk, disgusting to death!"
Naturally, the boy couldn't answer.
Chitose leaned on his shoulder and looked forward, and found that the scenery became more and more familiar:
Isn't that where the early morning comes from?
Further on, it's last night's campsite.
Chitose suddenly understood what he was going to do, and his mood relaxed.
The pursuers behind him were no more than two horses away from the boy. Such a short distance can be crossed by an adult man with excellent riding skills in the blink of an eye.
He likes to cut off people's heads the most. The mountain bandit Lao Ba held a long knife in his hand, and blood dripped from the tip.
As long as the knife goes down, this little trouble is over. He had been following him for so long, and he had already seen that the knight in front of him was short and thin, not like an adult. At this time, he didn't have time to think about why a child under the age of ten would be riding alone in the wilderness.
A second before he was about to swing his knife, a white shadow suddenly appeared from the bamboo basket behind the boy's back, and smashed it precisely on the horse's stock.
He could even hear the "thump".
I don't know if it's painful or frightened, anyway, the black horse neighed, its hooves left the ground, and suddenly a long jump!
The boy on the horse, of course, followed the clouds and leaped forward with the horse.
He had little experience in horseback riding, and he would have been thrown out this time. Fortunately, he was prepared, and suddenly bowed his head on the horse's back, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and his hands firmly hugged the black horse's neck.
At this moment, he and the black horse were like one, only to feel a shock to the horse's body, and a powerful falling force came.
However, in less than two breaths, he landed safely.
When the horse jumped, he also shrank his head at the same time, and the bright sword light of the mountain bandit swept past the back of his head, dangerous and dangerous, but in the end there was no blood.
A strand of black hair was cut off and flew far away.
Immediately afterwards, the mountain bandits felt that they were empty, and as soon as the ground sank, they actually sank with people and horses!
There's a trap! There's a trap in this damn clearing.
Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard the neighing of his horse.
This trap is used to catch bears, and in addition to being large and penetrating into the ground, there are also sharpened bamboo sticks placed at the bottom. When the horse fell into it, seven or eight holes were poked out of its body, and blood gushed out, and it was as if it was not alive.
The boy Pegasus leaped over the trap, panting for breath as he turned his horse's head and looked cautiously into the ground.
The mountain bandit also happened to raise his head and collided with him. The bandit was small and lucky, and although the horse died, not a single sharp bamboo stick stabbed him.
The boy silently said pity in his heart.
The two looked at each other. The bandit's face was twisted with murder and anger, and the boy even carried the light on his back, and his eyes were dark.
The trap was very deep, and the surrounding hands were slippery, and the mountain bandits could not climb up for a while, and were about to curse at the boy, but they saw a light above, and then the sound of horses' hooves, and quickly went away.
The little ghost on horseback ran away.
Lao Ba spat at the foam, and he could only sit and wait for his companions to rescue. Today's robbery was broken by someone, and this area will not be able to come again for a short time.
It's a pity that such a good hunting ground.
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Getting rid of the bandits, the boy continued on his way while the sky was bright.
In the empty mountains, only the sound of horses' hooves can be heard.
Chitose suddenly said, "It's foggy." She glanced at the boy and saw that his wrist was red and swollen and had a small rash. Well, it was her right wrist that she grabbed before sunrise.
It must have been itchy, because he subconsciously scratched it.
I don't know when the fog and vapor floated in the mountains and forests, like a white veil, turning the mountains and fields into a hazy area. The boy looked back at the way he came, the mountain
It is no longer clear, and only a silhouette remains.
After a few moments, there was nothing to be seen.
In order to avoid getting lost, the boy kept walking along the waterway, although he did not take the official road.
After walking like this for a long time, he left the area of the dense fog.