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In fact, when I watched costume movies before, Wen Yi never understood why the robbery field had to be done when the executioner raised the knife.

Could it be that killing the executioner in a hundred ways can really stimulate our momentum, or weaken the opponent's momentum?

To Wen Yi said, now the onlookers below are chatting, and those guards are also quite scattered, isn't it the best time to rob the Dharma field?

By the time the prison officer arrived, these soldiers would all be in good spirits, and there were still people in command, and the difficulty would increase exponentially.

Of course, robbing the Dharma Field is now a matter for the Wangwu faction, and Situ He may want to use their martial arts to deal with a group of soldiers who can only do some kung fu, and they are not ready to capture.

The power of the bow and arrow is very clear, with his current kung fu, if he wants to run, the forty or so archers can't do anything with him. But it would not be good if someone held him back and let forty archers shoot at him in a wave.

If these people from the Wangwu faction had nothing to prepare, they would have followed Situ He to rush up so headlessly, and it was estimated that most of them would have been shot to death by random arrows.

Wen Yi was still thinking about how to make a move later, as well as the retreat route, when a gong sounded, a team of people came in the distance, carrying three sedan chairs.

The crowd parted, making way for the three of them to get out of the sedan chair, all dressed in official robes, and it seemed that they were the supervisors of this beheading.

Three prison officers came, and at the same time brought more than twenty guards with knives, and the balance of strength in the field fell to the other side again.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt said a few words to Situ He, Situ He's eyes flashed slightly, and finally shook his head.

The three judges sat down, and the twenty guards with knives stood on both sides, holding the long knife at their waists with one hand, with an extraordinary momentum, shocking everyone in the audience.

The originally noisy audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the officials on the stage, their eyes were about to erupt with fire, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Dare to ask Brother Tai, who are on this stage?" Wen Yi asked softly to the young man who had spoken to him earlier.

"The one in the middle is the county commander Liu Plucking, and the two beside him are the county Cheng and the master Wang Goupi. The young man said indignantly, and after a while, he explained: "This Liu County Order is extremely capable of scraping, and the people of Jiyuan County are bitter, so they gave him such a name." His master likes to put a dog skin plaster on his face, so he calls him Wang Dog Skin, which hurts his ideas and crooked ideas.

If any of the heroes can take these three people, the people of Jiyuan County will definitely set off firecrackers in every house, and they will be happier than the New Year. ”

Wen Yi's gaze swept over the three people, a nest of snakes and rats, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Noon was approaching, and the king dogskin read a bunch of Wang Hu's charges, his eyes swept over the crowd, and a treacherous smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"My lord, it's almost time. Seeing that there was no reaction from the audience, Wang Goupi's face was a little ugly, and he turned to look at the county order and said.

The fifty-year-old, quite fat Liu Plucked his hair, grabbed an arrow from the bamboo tube, threw it all out, and said sharply: "Behead him for me!" It seems that the loss of his son in old age has not been a small blow to him.

The shirtless executioner took a sip of a bowl of wine, then sprayed it on the broadsword, raised it high, and was about to slash it down.

The audience was silent, hundreds of people watched this scene with bated breath, some people looked excited, some people hid their faces and couldn't bear it, some people were stunned, and some people were secretly sad.

At that moment, the silence was broken by the sound of a bowstring loosening, and an arrow shot out of the crowd and nailed to the executioner's neck, carrying his muscular body backwards. The long knife landed on the ground with a dull sound.

"Kill!" someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, and Wen Yi stared intently that it was Situ He.

I saw him rush out of the crowd, go up to the high platform with a light under his feet, pull out a long sword from his waist, kill two people with two swords, and when he rushed forward again, he was stopped by the remaining dozen or so guards.

At the same time, more than a dozen people in blue shirts in the audience also jumped on the high platform, one of them used a sword to break the shackles on Wang Hu's body and carried him on his back, and the rest of them were stronger than the guards and soldiers with their kung fu, and killed more than ten people in just a while.

"Ah!" The audience made a mess, after all, they were all ordinary people, and when they encountered this kind of swords, their first reaction was to run away.

For a while, I was trampled on my shoes, dropped my pants, cried my father and called my mother, and I was overwhelmed by the fact that I fell and ate.

"There are really heroes who have come to rob the Dharma Field, it seems that they are still heroes from the Wangwu faction!" Seeing this, the young man did not show any fear at all, but said a little excitedly.

"Brother Tai, let's find a place to hide, but don't suffer from the unjustified disaster. Wen Yi shook his head with a smile and said, this person is not small. He and Shuang'er led the horse, and were not rushed away by the crowd, looking at the crowd that had been surrounded by Qing soldiers on the stage, and the people who were fighting fiercely, they did not rush to make a move.

"I'm not afraid. The young man shook his head, looked Wen Yi up and down, and persuaded him: "I see that both of you master and servant are so thin, you better leave quickly, if you are scattered, it will be difficult to find." ”

Wen Yi smiled without saying a word, watching the situation change in the field.

Under the leadership of Situ He, more than a dozen people rushed to the stage, Wang Hu was saved, and the guards also killed more than a dozen, but under the siege of more than 80 Qing soldiers and the volley of more than 40 archers, two people were soon killed by arrows and three were injured.

More than a dozen people were surrounded, not to mention arresting the county commander who was just a dozen people away, according to the current situation, it was difficult to leave.

"Take Brother Wang and Little Sister away, we will block it. Situ He shouted loudly, and a sword stabbed into the chest of a Qing soldier in front of him, but his arm was also scratched by the other two, which was quite embarrassing.

Zeng Rou was holding a delicate long sword in her hand, and her swordsmanship was smart, but her power was a little insufficient, but fortunately, the two middle-aged men beside her helped her share a lot of attacks, otherwise she would have been shot by random arrows.

"Young master, there are too many of them, and they can't rush out anymore!" a middle-aged man pulled out the feather arrow on his arm and said with some bitterness.

"Don't be afraid, our brothers from the Wangwu faction are going to die together, and we have a companion on the road. A big man with a beard on his face laughed, but he was not afraid at all.

"I don't want to die yet, I haven't lived enough, let's surrender ......" A thin young man with sinister eyebrows and rat eyes in the crowd shook his head again and again.

"You can't surrender, the people of the Wangwu faction would rather die than give in. The despair spread among the people of the Wangwu faction, Situ He shouted loudly, his face was a little ugly, and he couldn't help but look at Wen Yi who was still leading the horse in the audience.

This is a bureau at all, a trap specially set for them by Liu Plucking and Wang Goupi, Situ He led everyone to jump down with their eyes closed, and the bitterness and remorse in his heart at this time only he knew.

"Situ He pretended to fail!"

"Situ He out!"

"Pretending to be forced in front of my brother Yi is simply killing yourself. ”

"Brother Yi, is it time to do it? Miss Zeng Rou can't hold it anymore!"

"Brother Yi, come on, this force must be pretended, let Zeng Rou fall in love at first sight, success or failure in one fell swoop!"

"Brother Yi really has a routine, but that guy Situ He is too conceited, he is dead now, he should be taught a lesson. ”

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival ====== everyone, I will add a new chapter today.