With a rapid neighing of horses, everyone in the caravan woke up, but everyone who had a little kung fu knowledge picked up their swords, and they were all on guard.

Because they knew in their hearts that the fine porcelain escorted by the caravan was only a disguise, and that the most important thing was the niece of the owner.

Jiang Lifu held the glaive broadsword in his hand, stood at the front of the hill, and looked down with his eyes.

In the thick of the night, thirty or forty torches were suddenly lit, illuminating the entire hill as bright as day.

By the bright light of the fire, the light horsemen, numbering about thirty or so, were clearly visible, and the momentum was violent, like a flood against the current, towards the hill.

"Enemy attack!" Jiang Lifu roared.

Song Yuchen was still sitting high on the treetops, and when he looked down, he could see the thirty horsemen under the hill at a glance.

Song Yuchen was slightly surprised, although the number of the other party was not much, but it was quite imposing, if it was more, it might not be without the momentum of the dynasty's elite sprinting to the battlefield.

The dynasty admires literature and suppresses martial arts, and it is indeed not easy to have such a scale of light riding in the market. If it weren't for the private soldiers secretly raised by the powerful, they would be mountain bandits who occupy the mountains as kings, and they are also mountain bandits.

Song Yuchen's eyes searched the crowd below, and saw that Old Master Fang was taken off the carriage by Chao Anhu and retreated to the back. Song Yuchen spoke up and beckoned to Chao Anhu, and when the former saw it, he hurriedly brought Old Master Fang over.

Inadvertently, out of the corner of his eye, Song Yuchen caught a glimpse of the slender figure of Jiang Miaoyan's little girl, whose face was as white as paper, and he was lying beside the carriage.

Fortunately, there were four good men around the carriage to protect it.

Song Yuchen retracted his gaze, but noticed that Chao Anhu was holding a heavy sword brought from Jinyang in his arms. His palms and face were covered with sweat.

It can be seen that he is very nervous when he really breaks into the rivers and lakes for the first time.

It's no wonder that although he often went to listen to people who talked about the rivers and lakes before, like killing a person in ten steps and not staying for a thousand miles, and taking a sip of wine to make a head, just listening to it, he felt that his blood was boiling, and he couldn't look forward to it.

But this time, he's no longer just an outsider listening to books.

Today, he is a man of the book.

Song Yuchen didn't plan to comfort Chao Anhu, since the latter wanted to break into the rivers and lakes, he would have to face today's events sooner or later.

In contrast, Old Master Fang, who didn't know any martial arts, was much calmer. It is rare to have light, even at this time, the old master still did not forget to read.

At the end of the end is Mount Tai collapsed in front of the face without changing color.

Even Song Yuchen couldn't help but smack his tongue a little when he saw it.

After all, he is an experienced old Jianghu, Jiang Lifu is not chaotic in the face of danger, and he deploys a defensive formation. Their caravan was on the hill and occupied the position first, and although the other party was menacing, it was obviously not so easy to rush up the hill.

Song Yuchen's eyes were not on those lightly dressed light riders, he frowned slightly, but his eyes were looking farther away.

The light cavalry rushed up, and the speed was very fast, and at once the distance between itself and the top of the hill was reduced to within thirty paces.

Jiang Lifu's face suddenly changed, "It's not good, they have crossbow arrows, everyone be careful." ”

Thirty horsemen moved in order, and they all picked up the light crossbows they had prepared in advance from their horses.

This time, even Old Master Fang raised his head and couldn't help but squeeze a pair of white eyebrows together.

Although it is not a secret that there are bows and arrows hidden in the market, the court is also clear in their hearts, so they have always turned a blind eye, but the crossbow arrows are different.

Crossbow arrows were one of the "treasures" of the dynasty, and they had always been held only by the military. For the use of crossbow arrows, the dynasty has always been strict, ordinary people, even if they just hide a crossbow arrow, it is a felony of exile, not to mention such a scale, and it is equipped with horses, this combat power can almost threaten the safety of some small towns.

Could it be the handiwork of the second prince?

Old Master Fang sighed lightly, his expression sad.

Arrows rained down on the hill.

Although Jiang Lifu reminded him first, at such a close distance, there were still many people in the caravan who could not resist in time and were shot by sharp arrows.

Chao Anhu hurriedly took Old Master Fang to the back of the trunk, so that he was not injured.

The rain of arrows came one after another, for a total of three waves.

After three waves, nearly half of the caravan was killed or wounded, and Jiang Lifu was accidentally shot in the shoulder because he stopped an arrow for a person next to him.

After three waves, the light cavalry had already rushed to the front.

Jiang Lifu didn't kill but his eyes were red first, he roared angrily, grabbed the big knife with both hands, and rushed down first. Behind him, the good hand who escorted the caravan followed closely behind and also rushed down.

Taking advantage of the condescending favorable terrain, the momentum of Jiang Lifu and others is also not weak.

As soon as the two sides collided, there were screams again and again. The screams of people and horses mingled with the clashing of swords and other weapons, resounding throughout the hill.

All of a sudden, the hills were like hell.

Chao Anhu's face was pale, and even his teeth chattered involuntarily. He couldn't figure it out, it was obviously just an ordinary caravan, even if there were mountain bandits who wanted to rob money, they wouldn't be so frustrated, so they just looked at each other, and without even saying a word, they rushed over and killed them.

Chao Anhu looked up at the young master on the tree, he wanted to speak, and asked the young master to come forward and help. After all, in his opinion, if he wanders the rivers and lakes, he should draw a sword to help him, not to mention, after getting along for so long, Uncle Jiang and them are not only people who meet in Pingshui, but also the young master's martial arts are so high.

Chao Anhu stopped talking for a long time, but he still didn't speak. He believed that since the young master would do this, he thought that he had his own reasons.

Jiang Lifu, who was the number one dart master in other people's darts in his early years, sometimes held a big knife in one hand, and sometimes changed to hold a knife with both hands, and entered and exited several times in the opponent's horse herd, very brave, and in a moment's effort, he cut down five or six people on horseback under the horse.

With Jiang Lifu as the backbone, the caravan quickly stopped the decline and gradually formed a rivalry with the other party.

But Jiang Lifu's face was not the slightest bit careless, and his brows wrinkled even more.

Fang Cai saw the familiar clothes worn by these people from a distance, he originally thought that the other party was the enemy of his eldest brother Jiang Licai, that is, the Qingsha Gang in the area of Zhenlongxi, but at this moment, he found that these people were all fresh faces, although there were a few good players in them, but what they used was not the kung fu of the Qingsha Gang, but the strange kung fu that he had never seen.

Because he had dealt with the people of the Qingsha Gang in his early years, Jiang Lifu somewhat recognized what the Qingsha Gang's kung fu was like.

Crossbow?!

When he saw that the other party was all equipped with crossbows, Jiang Lifu was very shocked and puzzled at the same time. The Qingsha Gang has a good reputation in the Longxi area, but it is obviously not to the extent that they dare to openly use crossbow arrows, unless the Qingsha Gang does not want to mix in anymore.

When the two sides were fighting, with a thunderclap, the low-hanging dark clouds finally burst open.

When the hill was climbed, it rained like pouring water.

Song Yuchen's eyes suddenly condensed, and he jumped down from the tree softly. He landed beside Chao Anhu and said in a deep voice, "Huzi, give me your sword." ”

Chao Anhu was a little embarrassed, and suddenly heard the young master's words, and woke up in shock, and found that the young master stood by his side at some point.

Chao Anhu was slightly stunned, and immediately handed over the heavy sword in his hand.

"It's coming. Song Yuchen seemed to be talking to himself. He reached out and took the heavy sword, gently gripping the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword against the ground.

And almost the next moment after Song Yuchen finished talking to himself, a dazzling lightning bolt stretched across the sky, and the hills were as bright as day.

Chao Anhu found that the young master's eyes were looking straight at a certain place under the hill, Chao Anhu was puzzled, so he followed the young master's gaze.

In the heavy rain curtain, I saw a pitch-black figure like a ghost.

Someone is standing with a knife!

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