Meng Qing saw that there was no movement, so he stopped archery, but he didn't dare to go out rashly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At this time, Burigud realized how stupid his plan was, so that now he can't advance or retreat. If they gave up so much gold and silver jewelry, they would have been burned, but if they continued to drag, they would find that there were still people alive, and they would continue to shoot arrows. At this time, the enemy is dark and I am clear, and it is too difficult to turn the tables. Thinking of the enemy's darkness and my light, Buzhigude suddenly slapped his head, by the way, I am in the light, he is in the dark, and he will naturally suffer, if I can turn the light into darkness, wouldn't it be beneficial to myself? What's more, the people I bring are all strong martial artists, which is conducive to close combat. So he ordered the people to disperse and go around behind the Song soldiers, taking them by surprise.

Meng Qing had suffered the losses of these people and knew that they were strong in martial arts, so he naturally wouldn't believe that they would die, and he was also very cautious. Suddenly, there was a scream of Song Bing around, and Meng Qing, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, was also a little at a loss. Still, he whistled a few times and ordered everyone to gather so that at least they would not be attacked.

These Mongols were really strong in martial arts, and the remaining Song soldiers were all cowardly, and they retreated all the way and fled to the depths of the dense forest.

Burigud and the others stopped chasing and hurriedly opened the coffin, thinking that it would be full of jewels, but inside the coffin was another hard box, which could be packed in the coffin just now. Although it was not gold or silver jewelry, to the disappointment of Břiggud, he decided that the hard box contained jewelry, because the group of them could not open him by any means, and finally had to put it back in the coffin, and dragged it away with the coffin.

Song Bing, who was beaten by a headless and brainless beating, was also very depressed, and one of the Song soldiers said: "General, who are they? Why did you rob General Zhao's body?"

"You're so stupid! These thieves must have robbed them as treasures!" said another older Song soldier.

"No, they are not like ordinary bandits, bandits don't have such good martial arts, let alone bandits, even if it is a big sect, it may not be able to dispatch so many masters at the same time. Poor Brother Zhao died in battle at a young age, and it was already very guilty that his bones could not be buried in the ground, and now he was snatched by thieves, I really deserve to be a general!" Meng Qing said and beat his chest, and the big man also burst into tears.

"General, don't be sad, these people will definitely not be able to run far with the coffin, why don't we go to the local area and borrow some troops to grab it back!" Xiao Bing suggested.

"Okay, take my Lingjian and go to the local prefect to transfer troops, the more the better, I want to leave them alone!" Meng Qing was extremely angry.

"General, we are the army, they are state officials, they may not listen to us!"

"If such a big thing happens on their ground, they don't dare to sit idly by, and when it reaches the imperial court, don't do it to him, the prefect!"

"Okay, I'll go!"

On the country road, there are three horses walking leisurely, leisurely and leisurely, in the eyes of busy people, they may be very happy people, but are they really happy?

"Brother Yang, I didn't feel so far when I came, why did I go back and walk for a few days but it seems that I haven't left Guangdong yet!"

"That's because the horse runs when you come, and the horse walks when you go back!" Yang An said.

"It's not necessarily bad to be slow, we are not in a hurry anyway!" Wen Ruyu was immersed in the spring breeze and enjoyed it very much.

"By the way, Miss Wen, didn't you say that you have something to do with going to Hubei?"

"I, I didn't say I was going to Hubei?" Wen Ruyu hurriedly defended.

"And where are you going?"

"Anyway, it's the right way!"

"Oh?!Oh well!"

In the tea shed, Youqu asked, "Are you thirsty? We've only been walking for more than an hour, and it's not summer!"

"Drinking tea doesn't have to be because you're thirsty!" Yang An said mysteriously.

"What's the reason for that?"

"You can also find out what place we are stepping on, and what is happening in this place at this moment, don't believe you!"

Sure enough, the tea drinkers were talking.

"I can't imagine that there are still people in our place where birds don't who can kill so many officers and soldiers at once, and they are not ordinary people!"

"If you want me to say, there must be more than one person, either a bandit or a bandit!"

"But we haven't heard of a lot of bandits here, and even if there are, I'm afraid they're from other places. ”

"These things you are talking about are not strange, I saw a strange thing today, more than a dozen old men ran around with coffins, and they didn't say a word, are you strange?"

"It's coming!"

"What's coming?"

"A dozen people are here with coffins!"

Yang An had seen them from afar, so many masters were traveling together, and some of them were injured, although they covered them up well. The most interesting thing is that the coffin, placed on a very small car, pops up at both ends, obviously found temporarily. For their identity and purpose, even Yang An couldn't see any clues.

The small teahouse was almost occupied by them, and most of them did not say a word, only the old man with the sword spoke and ordered a bowl of tea for each of them, and the rest did not say a word. Yang An noticed their weapons, the people of the southern martial arts, so that the majority of the sword, the physique of the southerners is not as good as the northerners, so they have to use the sword, the sword is light, although there are also people who use knives, but only one or two out of ten, and these ten people all use knives, and the appearance of the knives is also similar.

At this time, a person took out a large piece of meat from his arms, and from a distance, Yang An smelled the smell of mutton, Yang An belonged to sheep, and he wanted to vomit when he smelled the smell of mutton since he was a child, and he couldn't be wrong. However, there are very few sheep breeders in the Central Plains, and they are rarely bought in the market. The man in charge glared at him for a moment, and he hurriedly put it back in his pocket. Yang An immediately thought of the Mongols, who didn't speak, used knives, and ate mutton, all of which were in line with the characteristics of the Mongols, but what were they doing here, and they were carrying a strange coffin.

"Brother Yang, shouldn't we go!It's a mess here, I really don't want to stay!" Youqu always felt a chill in his back when he looked at the coffin.

"On the contrary, I really want to stay!" Yang An whispered.

"Do you think those people have a problem?" Wen Ruyu asked.

"You found out too?"

"That's right, I don't feel like they're from the Central Plains!" Wen Ruyu said.

"How so?"

"I feel that it's very easy to confirm!"

"Do you have a way?"

"Of course!" Wen Ruyu said and walked over to them.