Chapter 117: Massacre
Rong Jun!
It's a small mountain village, remote and unknown. There should have been villagers working at sunrise and resting at sunset. But at this time, the sunset is still full of people, noisy and noisy. In the village's grain field, there are more than a dozen tables filled with various delicacies and barbecues. The rich smell of wine rises up in the grain field, and the bonfire burns brightly, illuminating the place as if it were day.
Strong men with strong bodies and angry faces sat around the table, drinking and eating food. From time to time, he shows off how many people he killed when and where, and some people show off how many yellow flower girls he has ruined. The chips are staggered, and the cups are changing.
"Ha Luha, this is really a good place, I don't think the imperial court can find it. At the top seat, a tall, black-clad man picked up a glass of wine and drank it.
"That is, the places where we harvest fat sheep are different, and it is estimated that the government does not know how many of us there are at this time, let alone want to find our whereabouts. Another man with a mustache and a slightly shorter stature tore off a golden roasted chicken leg and chewed it heavily.
"But don't keep a tail, or you'll be in trouble. I heard that a group of very cunning peers were all given by the county order of Qingliu County. Sitting in the middle, the man in green clothes said in a low voice.
"That's right, boss, don't worry. We have clean hands and feet, and we don't leave tails, unless our brothers are in the middle of the ghost. Phew! How is this possible, look at my nonsense!" The bearded man snorted, swearing in his mouth.
"Naturally, we have to trust our own brothers! We all fled from Qingzhou across hundreds of miles. I can't believe it, and who else can believe it. The man in black glanced at his mustache and said leisurely.
"Third child, don't go too far, grab your tail and hold on!" the mustache glared at the man in black dissatisfied.
"It's hard to ignore you!" the man in black pursed his lips, grabbed the wine glass in front of him, and drank the wine down.
These three men are the leaders of this bandit.
"Bang!" is a hundred zhang away from the mountain village. A group of black-clad figures are rapidly approaching the village. At this time, at the entrance of the village, there were several bandits holding long knives and guarding the entrance of the village.
Several black shadows lay down in the darkness of the night and walked slowly, towards the bandit guarding the door.
"Boom!" a cold light flashed, and the popping voices of several bandits continued to sound. The bandits didn't even react, they were hit by arrows and fell with a thud. There were a few people who didn't have death on their bodies who wanted to scream, but just opened their mouths. Several dark shadows sprang out from behind, covering their mouths and holding daggers. Wipe it down their throats. In a flash of cold light, blood flowers floated up, and the bandits guarding all widened their eyes, full of unwillingness and horror to fall.
Dealing with the caretaker, the shadows in the distance quickly poured into the village. More than a dozen black shadows quickly rushed into the village and began to investigate the situation.
"My lord! Hundreds of people gathered in the village to drink. They were all strong men with weapons around them. A dark shadow came to the entrance of the village and reported to Zhang Hanyu.
"Okay! The archers quickly find the position!" Zhang Han's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he whispered to the back.
"Follow me from behind!" He Shan heard Zhang Han's voice. Beckoned the soldiers behind him to follow. The soldiers who had just explored the road led more than a dozen people to open the way, and once there was a bandit who suddenly broke out, he killed them with one blow to prevent exposure.
At this time, drink wine in the village. The bandits who enjoy life don't know that Lu Dao's name in the book of life and death is about to be ticked.
"You...... A bandit staggered from a distance, and when he saw a group of men in black, he was startled, and just wanted to ask. A dark shadow suddenly appeared behind him. A bone-chilling chill flashed through his neck, and he struggled to collapse, his hands clutching his bleeding throat. Glaring at a group of dark shadows, they quickly passed him and walked towards the village.
"Poof!" Zhang Han also had several bandits who appeared for various reasons, but they were all killed by the scouts who opened the way in front, and the soldiers surrounded the valley in the middle of the village.
"Ahh Apparently something went wrong, and the bandit called out his voice.
"What's going on?" Huo Ran, the three masters above, stood up. His eyes flashed, and he scanned his surroundings with a serious face. At the same time, the hands of the bandits, who had been drinking and talking, froze in the air, because they all heard the terrible scream.
"Third child, go take a look!" said the man in Tsing Yi to the man in black suit.
"Yes, boss!" the man in the black suit responded, leading more than a dozen tall men with cold long knives and fierce faces ready to walk in the direction of the sound.
"Click!" Suddenly everyone was stunned, and a crisp footstep sounded. A tall man with a leopard head and eyes, and a big man holding a green dragon slashing moon sword walked out slowly.
"Who is Your Excellency!" the big boss said coldly, his eyes sank.
"The one who killed you!" the big man raised his head, his face grim, and he spat indifferently. The voice was sonorous and full of murderous energy.
"Are you looking for death?" the big boss's face sank like water, and the murderous intent in his eyes was revealed. I have so many brothers here, and I am not afraid of this man who suddenly appeared.
"Give it to me, hack him to death!" the big boss shouted coldly with a gloomy face.
"Yes, boss!"
"Boom!"
The crisp sound of the long knife coming out of the sheath sounded, and more than a hundred bandits drew their knives, revealing a cruel look, looking at Zhang Han. It was as if a group of hungry wolves glowing green were about to rush forward.
"Da Da!" At this moment, a dense sound of footsteps sounded, and black shadows appeared behind Zhang Han, surrounding the entire barn.
"Who are you?" all the people became solemn and solemn.
"You are officers and soldiers!" The big boss's eyes swept over Zhang Han's feet, and his heart was shocked, and he found a pair of black and white official boots worn under Zhang Han's feet.
"Officers and soldiers?"
"How did you find here?"
The bandits armed with long knives looked at each other, full of shock and fear.
"How did you find here?" the big boss gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Han.
"Archer, shoot!" Zhang Han shouted with an expressionless face in his eyes indifferent.
"There are archers, run away!"
"Woohoo!"
The bandits surrounded in the grain field tried to break out, but sharp arrows came at them one after another. Puff, the sound of arrows entering the body kept ringing.
"Boom!"
"Kill!"
"Ahh
There were more than a dozen men with superb martial arts who wanted to break out of the encirclement, but after a rain of arrows, another wave struck. He was hit by more than a dozen arrows before he fell. The three masters who were also in the upper seat were shot one after another. There are no first-class masters here, and there is no way to escape the rain of arrows.
There was a burst of screams, three waves of arrows, and all the bandits present were shot to death, and the field here was surrounded, and occasionally those who escaped from the arrow rain were also cut down by soldiers. It was as if an iron bucket surrounded the place, and these bandits died tragically.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
The soldiers behind Zhang Han drew their swords one after another, and the sharp blades made up for the bandits who were not yet dead. At the time of a cup of tea, the barn was only left with the smell of blood.
This time, the suppression of bandits was a little smoother than that of Fuyunzhang, and Zhang Han and He Shan couldn't help but be greatly satisfied.
"My lord, I found a large pile of decomposing corpses outside the village, which seemed to be the original villagers of this village. At this moment, a soldier came to report in a low voice.
"Tomorrow, we will put the corpses of the villagers in the ground, find a group of dogs, and eat the corpses of these beasts!" Zhang Han's eyes soared with murderous intent, but the bandits had already become corpses, otherwise they would be tortured and tortured, making their lives worse than death.
"Yes, sir!"
The soldier bowed back.
The night was shrouded, the bonfire was burning, and the blood on the grain field dyed the entire grain field red, and it was bloody. Zhang Han stood with a big knife in his hand, and the black-clothed hunting sound, and was silent for a while. (To be continued......)