The bandits on duty are here!
Zhao Lin and Liang Song were both refreshed, and then they had a question: Why are there three of them?
I saw the three bandits descending the winding mountain road, turning left and right in front of the valley, and took several detours before arriving at the entrance of the mountain.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song both understood clearly that the bandit's movement was obviously to avoid the trap on the ground.
"Hongtou, do you have any wine? He's almost freezing to death."
A rough voice sounded, and a gray figure stood up from the ground, covered with felt, the color blending with the mountain ground.
Sure enough, there were three hidden piles. They had only found two before.
Seeing this, Zhao Lin had to admire the bandits' caution and cunning.
Three hidden stakes are placed here. If one is knocked down, there will be another, and if the second is knocked down, there will be a third.
No matter how strong your force is, it is impossible to enter the lair without alerting the bandits, let alone there are traps in the valley.
"Take it!"
The bandit walking in the lead raised his hand and threw out a skin bag, and the sound of liquid sloshing inside was heard.
"Drink slowly, save some for me!" The bandit ambushing at the second sentry post also appeared from behind the raised stone.
Liang Song held the hunting bow in his hand and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Zhao Lin glanced at him and gently pressed his bow to signal him to calm down.
If you rush out now, it will be difficult to annihilate all six bandits.
Once the bandits retreated into the valley, Zhao Lin and others were not familiar with the terrain and could only let them flee.
The three bandits walked forward, two of them took up positions at the third and second sentries respectively, and the remaining bandit walked towards the big tree in front of the valley to replace the first sentry.
Snap!
A man in black jumped down from the tree.
"Tietou, how are you tonight?" the bandit who took over the first guard post smiled.
The man in black also smiled and responded: "My nephew is lighting a lantern, as usual."
All six bandits show up, it's time to take action!
Zhao Lin grabbed Liang Song with one hand and a cooked copper stick with the other, jumped out from behind the stone, and rushed towards the entrance of the mountain slot at lightning speed.
The two bandits at the first sentry post were startled. They were horrified to see a dark shadow rushing towards them. Before they could understand what was going on, Zhao Lin passed by them.
"Enemy attack!"
"Here comes the idea..."
The two bandits at the second guard post reacted, grabbed the whistles on their chests, and blew loudly.
The shrill bamboo whistle immediately resounded throughout the valley.
After the bandit issued a warning, he drew his short-handled saber and got ready to fight.
Zhao Lin jumped into the air, flew directly over the two people's heads, and placed Liang Song next to the large raised rock.
The two bandits watched Zhao Lin like a big bird, blocking the moonlight in the sky and casting a dark shadow. They were so surprised that they could not speak.
Liang Song drew his bow half full and shot a cold arrow, hitting one of them in the throat.
When he fired the second arrow, the remaining bandit ducked and the arrow hit him in the shoulder.
The bandit roared angrily, jumped over, and struck down with his knife.
Liang Song threw away his bow and arrow and took out his hunting knife to block...
Zhao Lin crossed the second hillock. When he was at the highest point in the air, he stepped hard on the rock. Like an osprey, he leaned down and pounced on the two bandits at the third hillock.
The two of them knew they couldn't outrun Zhao Lin, so they got violent, separated, and slashed with their swords.
Zhao Lin swung the cooked copper rod and smashed it down, and fire suddenly flew everywhere, and the sound of metal clashing was heard.
Then two broken knives fell to the ground, and two bodies fell to the ground.
After Zhao Lin succeeded, he immediately turned back and saw Liang Song wiping the blood on the knife with the corpse's clothes.
The two bandits at the first post rushed over with shouts. Halfway through, they found that the battle was over, and they suddenly felt in a dilemma.
The road up the mountain was blocked by Zhao Lin and Liang Song. Running out of the mountain was equivalent to leaving one's home nest. After weighing it, he had to choose the latter.
Zhao Lin was not in a hurry to chase them and looked up to the top of the mountain.
At this time, there was a lot of noise on the top of the mountain, and hundreds of figures rushed out of the house, followed by the sound of curses and curses.
After a moment of excitement, a dozen bandits ran down the mountain with torches, followed by a long and sparse procession.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song walked to the entrance of the mountain and saw the two bandits still running hard.
Unfortunately, there wasn't even a tree within a hundred feet, so there was no place to hide.
Zhao Lin stalked behind them and struck them on the backs of their necks with his palms. The two bandits instantly fell to the ground and fainted.
Liang Song rushed over and tied up the two bandits with Zhao Lin.
"Take them back to the Yamen and see what we can find out."
Zhao Lin patted the dust on his hands and looked at the bandits who were converging towards the valley.
Under the firelight, a middle-aged man with a curly beard stood out among the crowd.
Zhao Lin stretched out his hand and asked, "He is..."
"Drilling Mountain Leopard!"
Liang Song popped out three words from between his teeth, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.
This was the first time Zhao Lin saw with his own eyes the frightened bearded leopard in the Baekdu Mountain area. He took a closer look and remembered his appearance in his mind.
"Let's go, they won't be able to dance for long."
Zhao Lin patted Liang Song on the shoulder and mentioned the bandit on the ground.
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"Four brothers died, I copied his grandma!"
Mazi, the king of Dingtianliang, looked at the corpses on the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Zheng Ma, go and bring me the horse!"
"No need." Zhuan Shanbao said calmly.
Wang Mazi waved his arms and said, "Master, why don't you chase after them? You see they are not in a hurry when they leave. I'm really pissed off!"
"Because you can't catch him on horseback."
Zhuanshan Leopard said in a deep voice, "You all say that he runs fast. Although I believe it, I also feel that it is inevitably exaggerated and exaggerated."
"When I saw him today, he was a little faster than the rumors. Pursuing him now will only make him arrogant and complacent, which will be of no use."
Wang Mazi paused and said, "What should we do?"
Zhuanshan Bao sneered: "I underestimated him in the past and thought he could be destroyed easily. I didn't expect this kid to sneak into the Yamen and reach the second level of strength in less than a year."
"If this continues, I'm afraid even I may not be his opponent within three to five years."
Having said this, Zhuan Shanbao made a gesture, and the bandits immediately retreated far away, leaving only four beams and eight pillars and the second and third shopkeepers and other core members.
Zhuanshan Bao looked at a handsome young man and said, "Yang Dan, why don't you go to Taizhou and bring enough money to buy some hard crossbows on the black market? No less than twenty."
"The journey is long, so try to go early and come back early."
Several bearded leaders immediately praised: "The boss is wise!"
"No matter how fast that kid is, he can't be faster than a hard crossbow."
"Next time, shoot him into a hedgehog..."
Zhuanshanbao pondered for a while, but still felt that it was not safe enough, and said again: "Zheng Mahao, Prime Minister Lu Shui, there is another important thing for you to handle."
The two men immediately stepped forward and said, "Please give me your instructions, Master."
"There is a hidden weapon in the Qihuamen called the Hundred Poison Needles, which contains one hundred and eight poisonous needles hidden in the machine. It is said that within ten feet, anyone who is hit will be killed immediately, and no one can escape under the blood state. "
Zhuan Shan Bao looked at the two of them and said, "You guys bought a Hundred Poison Needle."
Zheng Mahao and Lu Shui looked at each other, and the former said, "Master, I heard that the Hundred Poison Needles are extremely difficult to make. There are only three pieces in the entire Qihua Gate. I'm afraid they won't sell them no matter how much money I pay."
Zhuanshan Leopard smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, the old man of Qihuamen is eighty-nine years old this year, and his time is running out. I have an eighty-two-weight old wild ginseng here. As long as this is the condition, he will definitely agree."
