"Zhang Heiniu hasn't dismounted yet, why will he stay?"

Ye Zhiqiu's halberd in his right hand pointed at the leader of the bandits in Heifeng Village, and suddenly shouted an order, followed by the strong man riding a wild horse opposite, his straight spine was broken, his sturdy body shook slightly, and with a pop, he actually fell to the ground, causing a series of exclamations from both sides.

Ye Zhiqiu found that the left path technique he cultivated was so effective, not to mention the pride in his heart, but after all, he was a human being in two lives, quite scheming, and his face was impassive, and he looked like a master outside the world.

The others were not so calm, especially the few friends Ye Zhiqiu had recently met, Jing Nanzhi, who specialized in martial arts stabbing techniques, was envious of Ye Zhiqiu, who was studying abroad, and saw his methods with his own eyes at this time, and immediately put away all his thoughts.

As for Liu Qiao, the ranger in the land of Yan Zhao, his hands that were originally holding the sword were involuntarily lowered, and the indifference on his face was like the melting snow of the spring sun, and he glanced sideways at Ye Zhiqiu, and couldn't help but show a surprised look.

This is the famous Zhang Heiniu who is near the left, originally a big splash in nearby Hangyang County, because he acted unprovoked and offended the officials, no one dared to come forward to protect him, and as a last resort, he pulled the flag and stood up in the Heifeng Ridge thirty miles outside the city, and a few righteous brothers gathered in the mountains and forests to establish a simple cottage.

The officers and soldiers who were ordered to suppress the bandits in the front, the nosy rangers in the back, the bandit leader Zhang Hei Niu led the crowd down the mountain from time to time to plunder places, and repeatedly succeeded, and he became the climate.

The bandits in Heifeng Village do not produce, and only then do they open up acres of land when they go up the mountain, plant all kinds of mulberry and hemp grains, and barely achieve self-sufficiency.

The bandit's head Zhang Hei Niu was born with a big waist and a round waist, and he got half of the knife book out of nowhere, and he is good at using a ghost head to swallow fire and a thick back knife, and he has dozens of lives under his hands, and he is a murderer who can stop children crying.

Fortunately, the sworn brothers behind Zhang Heiniu were clever and reacted in time, and even dragged and dragged the "main general" back, so that Ye Zhiqiu's camp was good at using slings and rope throwing people after the founding of the country, Lu Wei, the "knight", regretted it.

This vicious battle was made such a fuss by Ye Zhiqiu, and the tense atmosphere suddenly became subtle, originally both sides were tense and ready to catch and fight, but the "Negative Scholar" had a strange skill, and the offensive and defensive momentum was completely reversed.

The number of people in Heifeng Village was no more than twelve, all of them were strong physiques nourished by refined rice noodles, their arms and thighs were full of muscle bumps, everyone looked brave, and there was a sense of anger between their eyebrows. Obviously, they have long since broken away from the splashy appearance of the city fox society rats and turned into bandits and robbers on the one side of the disaster.

Compared with Ye Zhiqiu's side, there are only four people in the main battle, knights, scholars, rangers, and assassins, although they are followed by half a hundred villagers, they are all "paupers" with yellow faces and thin muscles.

Originally, this battle had not to be fought, but Ye Zhiqiu's left path technique abolished the bandit leader Zhang Heiniu, and reluctantly pulled the situation back, after all, there were cavalry with great lethality in the thief team he was in.

Lu Wei, a descendant of the founding army and a "scholar" who is good at riding, sat up straight on a short-legged horse that was not much bigger than a donkey, and saw the door of the Black Wind Village open outward, and half of the people carried the bandit's head Zhang Black Ox into the village, and the hurried footsteps seemed a little chaotic.

He immediately understood that this was the best time to break the village, shouted left and right, and said hello, suddenly put down the bronze armor, let out a strange cry of "wow, yes", and lightly clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and rushed out first.

Ye Zhiqiu reacted immediately, secretly scolded the daredevil, and rushed forward. Almost at the same time, Yan Zhao Ranger Liu Qiao drew his sword out of its sheath and silently followed. The situation of the three of them was exhausted, and there was only one assassin Jing Nanzhi who was famous for finding a way out, but he couldn't help but sigh, took out two short daggers, and ran forward with his body lowered at the same time.

The terrain of the mountains and forests was rugged, and the assassin habitually adjusted the rhythm in broken steps, and even came first, passing the scholar Ye Zhiqiu and the ranger Liu Qiao, and closely followed behind the "knight" Lu Wei.

The remaining half a hundred villagers reacted at this time, and after the leading brother opened his mouth and let out a long howl, he also spread his feet and rushed forward.

The group of thieves who attacked the Black Wind Village was originally just a group of sheep who were used to being bullied, but under the stimulation of the four fanatics, they actually broke out with a surging momentum, which frightened the bandits on the opposite side.

Seeing that the two sides were about to make contact, on the railing of the gate of the Black Wind Village, they suddenly fell forward, and four simple curved bows made of old bamboo in the mountain stream appeared, aiming at the knights led by the attacking party, and pulling the full bow.

Ye Zhiqiu saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but shout: "Li Sigou hasn't landed yet, when will he stay?"

This time, he didn't use the left way technique of calling for a name to fall off the horse, but the fact that the village advocated that the black bull should fall to the ground really frightened everyone in the Black Wind Village, even the "archers" hiding in the shadows were also shocked by the strange art of the scholar.

At this time, hearing his "spell", the bandit who was called by his real name couldn't help but be flustered for a while, trembling in both strands, but he didn't stabilize his body, and really rolled down from the ladder of the wall of the eight-zhang high wall, and fell to the ground headlong.

The knight Lu Wei was immediately overjoyed, grabbed the spear made of boxwood, and sprinted forward with the help of horsepower, killing one bandit on the spot, and knocking the other into the air.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the man was sliding softly on the ground against the wall, there was no air intake, and seeing that he couldn't survive, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at the halberd.

The bandits of Heifeng Village who were directly opposite him were inexplicably frightened, and even forgot their duties, and turned around and fled at a critical moment.

At the same time, the ranger Liu Qiao clenched the single-sided bladed Qingfeng Sword with both hands, and with the help of twisting his waist, he made a move, and slashed with a circle, and the blade of the sword slashed into the air with a sharp hiss, not only cutting off the enemy's weapon in an instant, but also splitting the bandit and the bandit with armor in half.

The assassin Jing Nanzhi was not idle, holding a short dagger in his left hand to block, blocking the opponent's slash, his body rushed forward, exerting all his strength, and his right hand was as fast as lightning to stab, sticking to the gap in the ribs, piercing the enemy's heart and lungs.

This scene fell in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, and he couldn't help but tighten his heart, and secretly sighed: "What a powerful assassination technique! I underestimate them a little." ”

In just one photo, five of the six people after the Black Wind Village was broken, and the remaining one was frightened by the bloody slaughter, so he turned around and fled, but unfortunately bumped into the bantam horse mount of the knight Lu Wei, which was not much bigger than a donkey, and sat back and fell to the ground with a pop.

Ye Zhiqiu fell last, and at this time, he saw the bandit who had lost his fighting spirit, picked up the short wooden stick with the stone at the front end with both hands, and struck a heavy blow to the back of the target's head.

With a click, there was a tooth-aching sound of bones shattering, and the five people after the Black Wind Village was broken were all killed.

The knight Lu Wei still wanted to rush inside, but more than a dozen bamboo arrows were shot from the left and right sides, most of which fell on him.

At the same time, two thigh-thick logs suddenly fell from the Black Wind Zhai Gate, which were entwined with old thorns in the mountain stream, which immediately stopped the willingness of the thieves to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and isolated the raging fire of war outside the Zhai Gate.

Subsequently, Ye Zhiqiu saw that the main gate of this bandit village was hung with a war-free flag, black on a white background, and the color was still very new.

"What kind of morality do you talk about with these bandits who gather in the mountains and forests for the strong beams of the troubled side? The rules of war, they are also worthy of it!"

Ye Zhiqiu's scolding aroused everyone's sympathy, even Lu Wei, a "scholar" who was born in the military and was a meritorious soldier, couldn't help but look at this scholar with admiration.

"This scholar who travels all over the world is very profitable. Not only does he have the magic of calling out his name and falling off the horse, but he also has such an arrogant and unreasonable temperament, which is quite suitable for my appetite. Interesting, interesting!"

Yan Zhao Ranger Liu Qiao's right hand shook lightly with his sword, and suddenly shook off the blood stains on the sword body, he looked at the door of the house that was quickly closed, and was a little worried: "This gang of bandits has frustrated their spirit, and now they are closed to protect themselves, it is really a dog biting a turtle, and there is no way to eat! What should I do?"

The assassin Jing Nanzhi nodded lightly when he heard this, but he practiced the light body lifting technique, and he was just waiting for leisure when he climbed over the wall and crossed the courtyard, even if the black wind wall was high, it was difficult to help it, but he was just the ability to press the bottom of the box, so why bother to speak lightly to people.

You must know that the heart of defense is indispensable, and the heart of harm is indispensable!

On the contrary, it was Ye Zhiqiu, with a relaxed and indifferent face, who shared the bandits' leather armor and weapons with his friends, and stretched out his hand to greet the villagers in the thief group.

"I have a way to break the village, and I have to rely on your help, I don't know if you listen to my orders?"

Suppressed by the Black Wind Village for many years, everyone is a villager with yellow faces and thin muscles, and has seen the strange art of the scholar with his own eyes, knowing that he is capable of everything, he must be extraordinary, exchanging glances left and right, and it didn't take long to reach a consensus, and then most of them clasped their fists and bowed their heads neatly.

"Whoa!"