The autumn sun in the afternoon was still hot. Due to the two rains in the past few days, and the fierce weather in the mountains, there were few passers-by. Many belated autumn buds were sparsely sprouted on the official road.
Six pairs of eyes poked out from the thick thorn bushes on the side, staring intently at the end of the road.
Xin Zhuo finally decided to go down the mountain to rob, not only to put out the fire in Tiger Village, but more importantly, Fulong Village was going to run out of food again, and he still had some inexplicable impulse and interest in the craft of robbery.
I watched too many TV dramas in my previous life, and I often brought in the righteous side, looking at the robbing bandits from the perspective of the hero and heroine. Now that I have changed my perspective, the experience is very novel.
"I'm sure there are no arrests around. The government most likely thinks we don't have the guts to go down the mountain."
Bai Jianxi made a judgment after scanning the trees and reeds in all directions with a professional eye.
"Our boss is too fierce, leaving a small number of policemen is not enough. The government is a broken pot." Huang Dagui analyzed it matter-of-factly.
"This is because our village has few people and is less harmful. The nearby mountain roads are under martial law and very few people pass by. Of course the government won't care. I'm not afraid of attacking you. It's very likely that you won't meet a single passerby when you go down the mountain this time."
Cui Ying'er changed into a tight outfit, her figure was convex and concave, and her recognizable fox eyes and cold face gave her a unique look.
"Sister Ying'er, don't be a spoiler." Han Qiniang's bright peach blossom eyes blinked, "If there are no passers-by, wouldn't we be waiting in vain? If we can't put out the fire in Menghu Village, is it possible to attack Fufeng City? What do you think, the boss? ?”
"Sit and watch."
Xin Zhuo's eyes were sore, so he simply sat in the shade and said, "Of course it's best if you can put out the fire. Let's not worry about it if we can't. We can just do it with the greatest sincerity."
In fact, if the government is focused on wiping out the Tiger Village, they may not care about the small troubles on their side unless they do something big.
Then he thought for a while and asked curiously: "By the way, if there is a robbery, how should we fight? Should we rush in and chop them, or should we shout slogans to scare them?"
Xin Zhuo was full of curiosity about this. If it was a bloody massacre, what was the difference between it and the Tiger Village?
"Master, if you ask me, you are asking the right person." Huang Dagui moved his butt and shook his head arrogantly, "This is robbery. He is very knowledgeable. He can strike three times without beating, coax, shock and plunder three times."
"Oh? Tell me in detail." Xin Zhuo became interested.
"The three dozen are those with few guards, those with heavy backpacks, and those with carriages; the three dozen are those who do not beat the messengers. The messengers have no money left on them, and they are delivering important government documents. If they are robbed, they will be easily attacked. The government is retaliating on a large scale, which is boring. The second one is not fighting. It is a familiar escort agency. The escorts generally greeted him in advance and gave him gifts, and then robbed him. It is unkind. The third one is not fighting... he can't be beaten.
The first coaxing means that both sides have equal strength. The first coaxing means leaving some property to avoid using swords and guns. The second shocking means killing a few people who dare to resist, suppressing them and leaving a large amount of money. The third plundering means the other party If we resist stubbornly and injure our hands, we will fight to the death, demanding both money and people. "
"What a bandit culture, you have learned a lesson!"
Xin Zhuo cupped his hand.
Huang Dagui laughed and was about to say a few words of humility and brag about his glorious achievements when he heard Han Jiulang in the grass in front of him shout: "Here comes the fat sheep, boss!"
"Sheep" is the word used by bandits to refer to people who have been robbed, and "fat sheep" means that the person who comes is very fat.
Xin Zhuo quickly looked through the grass and saw a group of black dots slowly coming towards the end of the official road facing the sun.
Vaguely visible were a carriage, six mounted guards, and a driver, with an unknown person inside.
The carriage is a carriage with two horses and two wheels, a silver roof, and red nylon curtains; the horse guards are tall, tall horses and well-dressed men with straight waists.
This kind of battle usually involves wealthy people, or very wealthy people. Just six horses and a cart are astronomically expensive.
"Sure enough, he is very fat and has a head! The second boss guessed wrong, hahaha..." Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxian let out warm and strange laughs.
"Don't rush to be happy!" Cui Ying'er pressed the handle of the knife with her right hand and said coldly: "Let's see the strength of the six knights first, or we will lose our lives in vain."
"Then let's take a look."
The thieves held their breath and concentrated, lying prone in the grass, looking straight at them.
"Da da da……"
The convoy slowly approached, and the horses' hooves and wheels made rhythmic tapping sounds. The six knights on the horses had blazing eyes, but their expressions were extremely relaxed, and they were not at all wary because they were approaching the foot of the Thief Village Mountain.
The driver driving the carriage even fell asleep with his eyes slightly closed.
"You can take action. The six guards, four without grade, two with ninth grade, and two with ninth grade will be handed over to me and Qiniang. You can deal with the rest, and the master will be the backup to raid the formation!"
The calmest Cui Ying'er did not consult the boss's opinion and issued orders in an orderly manner.
"kill!"
The five people were as powerful as a rainbow, kicked away the bushes, waved their weapons, and dived down.
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then he found the courage to follow up with the notched Yan Ling knife.
"I built this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to go this way, leave money to buy the road. If you dare to say no, you will come and grab your head. Die in the wilderness, and the supervisor will not care about the burial..."
Huang Dagui rushed to the front. He was already tall, with a beard on his face and wielding a sword, which gave him a somewhat intimidating demeanor of a mountain king.
"Pull your head, oh ho..." Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang waved their swords and followed them with a roar.
This damn robbery scene, although the lines are a bit crude, is so exciting.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but blush, and his heart was up and down, and then he doubted his nature. Why was he excited? Is it possible that I was born to be a bad guy?
"Xilulu..."
The convoy suddenly stopped, the horses roared, and the six mounted guards looked at each other, frowned, and then without saying a word, they pulled out the sharp knives at their waists and jumped on their horses.
They are all well-trained experts.
"kill!"
"Ping Pong..."
Two waves of people, one step at a time, strangled them in one place instantly.
Cui Ying'er and the other five were thought to have been trained frequently by their grandfather during his lifetime, and they were very skilled in fighting. Except for the initial shock from the cavalry, which caused a bit of confusion, they quickly stabilized their position.
Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang each faced off against a ninth-level cavalry guard. Huang Dagui was besieged by the two because of their hatred for his chants. Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang were each facing off against each other. They fought hard. Sensual.
Therefore, Xin Zhuo was left alone.
He was standing in front of the carriage at the moment, holding a notch knife, and he was confused. He had agreed to fight three times without hitting, but what about coaxing, shocking, and looting? Just take action directly?
There is an inexplicable embarrassment.
At this moment, the sleepy groom opened his eyes and raised his head. He had a thin beard, wolf-like eyes, and a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth. His body suddenly became tense from a lazy state. Stretched, the zhenqi was surging, and the clothes moved automatically without any wind, and the whole person was like a hungry wolf that chooses people to eat.
There is also a hidden master, and it turns out that the groom is not too simple!
Although the groom has not taken action, his blood energy has already emerged, condensed and true to form, and is three points more powerful than Li Qing and Chai Donghu.
It should be the seventh grade!
Xin Zhuo set a standard, which made him secretly happy. The seventh grade can barely handle it, right? If the groom is a level 3 or 4 master, he can just have a grand finale.
"Bit the thief, wasting time!"
The groom's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was cursing, but his naturally vicious eyes were as calm as water. He glanced at the crowd and finally landed on Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang.
That's right! He ignored Xin Zhuo.
An ignorant young man is really not interested.
At this moment, he suddenly stood up, and the carriage did not shake at all. His body was like an arrow from the string, and he rushed towards Cui Ying'er, who was slightly closer. He didn't know when he had a sword with a cold light in his hand, and he held the sword flower lightly,
"Crystal Spirit" made a harsh sword cry, the air around the sword twisted, and the shadow of the sword was surging.
This skill of "condensing the true energy of the sword and releasing it outwards" must be attributed to Xin Zhuo and the thieves who were not familiar with it, otherwise they might have been frightened.
But Mrs. Ma was still in mid-air, and she suddenly felt vigilant. She felt a blade of light facing the setting sun, slashing towards her lower back.
He turned around sharply and saw the crooked and ugly sword of the young man Bai Ding. He couldn't help but chuckle and continued to attack Cui Ying'er without taking it seriously.
"Puff puff--"
He was stabbed three times in the lower back, and half of his stomach was almost cut open.
Severe pain hit him, and he couldn't help but twist his body in mid-air, and fell to the ground. He took three steps back with a thump, leaving blood all over the ground.
Then he looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise, who was still holding the knife crookedly, and his expression changed drastically.
