The two leaders of Erlong Mountain are both old in the military and strong in martial arts, so it is said that they should bring out a forbidden and fierce army, but in fact, human nature determines his height. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Flower monk Lu Zhishen is born a casual atmosphere, since he went to the military, became a monk, and there is no temple control, the grass falls, and lives a chic and comfortable life, every day only cares about eating meat, drinking in a big bowl, and acting Wu Dese when he is idle.

The blue-faced beast Yang Zhi's family origins, when the Yang family guarded the border pass, the ancestor Yang Ye Yang Lao Linggong was born in the Northern Han Dynasty, Zhuo Yang was invincible, the Liao army once saw his banner and fled, extremely good, and later because of the friendly army Wang Yu lost the appointment to retreat, it was difficult to support the death of the single tree. Yang Ye's son Yang Yanzhao shook the side court, and people called the Suicheng guarded by Yang Yanzhao "Tiesui City", and the story of Yang Liulang guarding the three passes has a long history. Yang's family is full of loyalty, Yang Zhi is ashamed of falling grass, depressed, and always dragged by Lu Zhishen to drink, not to accompany him to drink is not righteous, he drinks shallowly, wakes up every day and dreams of death, and gradually fades the mind of practice, and follows the trend.

Li Zhong, the tiger general of Peach Blossom Mountain, is just a street performer, who understands military regulations and regulations, and the bandits in Peach Blossom Mountain are even worse than Erlong Mountain.

The flower monk gathered his might, everyone quietly came out of the woods, touched the camp, and saw that the enemy was not far away, and finally someone because of nervousness and excitement, waved the flail in his hand, rushed forward, and shouted.

This opening of the voice is terrible, the bandits have been suppressed for too long, some people take the lead, and they immediately howl, and some people also lengthen their voices and shout out a terrible flower cavity, and the flower monk wants to restrain again, it is too late.

The camp was alarmed, although yesterday drank a lot, but these years the Western army and the Western Xia often fought, and the Western Xia people are few, most of the time the use of harassment guerrilla warfare, these people are the elite selected in the Western Army, many people have also done scouts, the reaction is also very fast, just wake up and grab the weapon, turn over and put on a defensive posture.

It's just that they didn't defend against the Great Song Dynasty, and they would encounter enemies, but they were not armoured and were not well prepared.

Qian Song has been in the rear for a long time, and he is still a little confused, not knowing the north, south, west and east.

Wang Yuande only glanced at it, and by the moonlight in the dark, he judged that the enemy was numerous, but the weapons and costumes were messy, and it was obviously a rabble, so he was not too worried, he carried a simple knife and shouted: "Meet the enemy, meet the enemy!"

These elite soldiers are drawn from various armies, and they are all skilled in martial arts, and it is an insult to let them fight in formation, and it is better to play their own role.

Next to Ding Yi, Wang Sanlang turned over and jumped up, stretched out his feet to kick Ding Yi: "Hurry up, go to the boat and hide!"

Ding Yi turned over and got up, reacted quickly, moved a little slowly, Wang Sanlang just touched Ding Yi on his toes, and heard Ding Yi say: "Okay, you be careful!"

Wang Sanlang's voice did not fall, he bent the bow and took the arrow, swished, shot out, picked up his toes, the quiver reached his hand, shook it smoothly, carried it to his back, no longer paid attention to Ding Yi, and ran quickly in the direction of Qian Song.

"Straight lady thief, the mud can't be on the wall!" The flower monk Lu Zhishen was annoyed by the roar of his subordinates, and in the midst of the scolding, he threw off his arms, carried a Zen stick, and rushed to the camp five or six meters in one step.

fluttering, a few cold stars in front of him, suddenly appeared, locking the door, throat, chest and other places.

Lu Zhishen's steps were like mud, big strides turned into small steps, his body twisted, the Zen staff in his hand carried a huge whistling, the crescent shovel was like a banana fan, and four feather arrows flew away, and the small steps suddenly turned into big strides, and he stepped into the camp in two steps.

In front of each other, a soldier collided with each other, like a small tree hit by an elephant, and the two flew out far away as soon as they came into contact, and they couldn't get up after grabbing the ground for a long time.

Not far behind Lu Zhishen's side, the blue-faced beast Yang Jie held the tail of the gun in one hand, like a comet slashing from the sky, and then crashed into the camp, and the military man in front of him was shot off by the steel knife in his hand, slapped it on the shoulder, knelt on the ground, shook for a while, and couldn't hold it and lay on the ground.

A little farther behind him, two screaming minions were hit by arrows in their chests, and they fell to the ground, rolling forward twice, and did not move.

As soon as the two parties met, it was as fierce as a man turning on his back and Mars hitting the earth.

Wang Yuande saw the might of the enemy leader, and immediately knew that he could not be defeated, he roared loudly: "Form a formation, form a formation, escort the proprietor to the ship, Xu Da led the team to block the attack, retreat, retreat!" At this time, without considering the face of his subordinates, he ordered everyone to form a military formation and protect Qian Song to run quickly.

After Wang Yuande finished shouting, he brandished the Pu knife and threw himself towards Lu Zhishen, Xu Da made up behind his side, and the other dozen or so soldiers chose their own positions, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten people formed a regular formation, the so-called permanent formation, which is a commonly used formation of the Great Song Dynasty military, including several small formations: the vanguard formation headed by Wang Yuande, the rejection formation of the left and right side guards and the rear hall formation, this kind of large permanent formation was originally used in large-scale battles, and these elites could not form a squad formation in a hurry, and they ran unconsciously, forming a regular formation.

Wang Sanlang dropped his bow and arrow, waved a straight knife in one hand, and together with another person, the two of them carried Qian Song, strode towards the boat, and after a while, they overtook Ding Yi, and did not forget to turn their heads and urge Ding Yi: "Hurry up, go quickly!"

Seven or eight military men guarded behind Qian Song and ran past Ding Yi, Ding Yi smiled bitterly, he was not well, his legs were weak, he was already working hard, and he couldn't walk.

Lu Zhishen rushed too fast and too quickly, and he had already reached the middle of the camp, and the soldiers pounced, and vaguely, more than a dozen pieces of military weapons were coordinated, as if they were netting heaven and earth.

Lu Zhishen roared: "Happy!" Suddenly stopped, his hands were staggered, the crescent shovel at the end of the tail was inserted into the sand in front of him, and suddenly drew a semicircle, a lot of sand flew up with the sound of the wind, and the soldiers in front of them lifted a cloth curtain, and their eyes were dark, and they hurriedly reached out to protect their face pets.

Lu Zhishen stepped on the ground with one foot and borrowed strength, a big pit fell under his feet, he flew up, pinched the middle of the Zen staff, and rushed straight into the group of military men, in the laughter, the footsteps were reversed, the left and right were mixed, and the body swayed back and forth, disrupting the formation of the soldiers, and in the crackling sound, the Zen staff slapped over the two again.

Wang Yuande couldn't help flashing and attacking, but he always couldn't grab it, the Zen staff was too big, Lu Zhishen was like a tornado, and his Pu knife couldn't be handed in.

Yang Zhi saw that Lu Zhishen was dealing with all the soldiers alone, and he did not fall behind, so he rushed past Lu Zhishen in a hurry, jumped over the soldiers, kicked one in mid-air, and shouted: "Grab the goods first, grab the boat, don't let them run!"

A crowd of minions shouted and screamed, and rushed over the middle of the fierce battle towards the two boats.

Lu Zhishen scolded with a smile: "Straight lady thief, don't come to help me, let me fight happily, and exchange the goods for wine and food first!"