"Damn it, these people are not trustworthy, let's fight with them!"
"Everyone on the left or right will die, kill!"
"ah!!!"
The bandits' roars rang out in the lobby, but they had thrown away their weapons and had lost the opportunity. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Han Zhen turned a deaf ear and rushed out of the lobby quickly.
In the rain, a shirtless strong man was seen leading hundreds of gangsters towards the Juyi Hall.
Raindrops fell on him, and the blood splashed on the bamboo armor and fell to the ground.
In an instant, a pool of blood accumulated at Han Zhen's feet.
The intimidating aura emanating from his whole body, coupled with his strong body and eight-foot long horse, actually suppressed these bandits.
"Shi Bao is dead. If you put down your weapons and accept the surrender, you can avoid death!"
Master Shi is dead?
This news made all the bandits stunned.
The shirtless brawny man was startled at first, then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Why panic, the master is gone, and I am here. Brothers, follow me, kill him to avenge the master!"
After saying that, he took the lead in raising his sword and rushed towards Han Zhen.
The bandits came to their senses and rushed forward one after another.
At this moment, Lao Si couldn't help but feel a surge of ecstasy in his heart. He had already begun to think about how to get Shi Bao's wives and concubines after taking over the village...
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears.
The corner of Laosi's mouth raised a sneer, and he quickly held the knife diagonally in front of him.
The next moment, a crisp sound came into my ears.
Immediately afterwards, the fourth child felt a huge force hit his chest, and his whole body felt as if he was hit head-on by a galloping war horse.
The person holding the position in front of me is getting farther and farther away from me.
This feeling is very strange.
boom!
The fourth child fell heavily to the ground, but he felt no pain at the moment, just dizziness.
The scene in front of him became increasingly blurry, until it completely fell into darkness.
Vaguely, there were indistinct calls coming from my ears.
"The fourth master!"
"Fourth brother, fourth brother!"
"No, the fourth master is dead!"
"..."
I'm not dead!
The fourth child wanted to open his mouth, but he could only make an inaudible sound.
He couldn't help but recall the scene when he watched his second brother Niu Yu kill a dog. The second brother used a hemp rope to strangle the dog's neck.
The dog tried to open its mouth and made the same sound.
…
…
"Huhuhu~"
Amidst the heavy breathing, the rich smell of blood filled the entire lobby.
Ma Sangou and others were sitting on the ground with a pile of corpses separated from the fleeing soldiers, staring at each other.
Killing is not as easy as imagined.
Even a dog will bite someone and run away when it is killed, let alone a living person.
After resting for a while, feeling that his body had regained some strength, Ma Sangou struggled to stand up.
Upon seeing this, the complexion of the square-faced strong man opposite him changed slightly, and he clenched his knife warily.
Ma Sangou ignored them, but ordered: "Bandage those who are seriously injured, and the rest will follow me to help Brother Han."
Hearing this, more than twenty soldiers stood up one after another.
Just as they were about to go out, the strong man with a square face said, "A certain family is also going to contribute."
He still understands the principle of dying lips and cold teeth.
Ma Sangou hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, a square-faced strong man led five deserters to join them.
When they walked out of the hall, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
In the rain curtain, Han Zhen was seen holding a horse in one hand and a stone mill in the other, chasing hundreds of bandits.
The stone mill was used by the escaped households in the village to thresh wheat. It didn't look too big, but it weighed more than two hundred kilograms at least.
At this moment, Han Zhen was used as a weapon.
During the swing, there were bursts of whistling sounds, and all the bandits who were hit were either dead or maimed.
One of the fleeing soldiers murmured to himself: "How could there be such a brave person?"
"Second Brother Han is the reincarnation of a god, protected by golden light." Xiao Chong said.
They had originally made this up to deceive the villagers, but at the moment, he himself believed it.
"Quick, shoot him with an arrow!"
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"
A small boss ran and gave panicked instructions.
Hearing this, several bandits stopped and hurriedly took off their bows and arrows.
They had just drawn their bows and nocked arrows, but before they could take aim, they saw a stone roller flying towards them.
"Run!"
Several bandits immediately threw away their bows and arrows, turned around and ran away.
One of them reacted a little too slowly and couldn't dodge, so he was hit on the shoulder by the stone roller.
Click!
But with a crisp sound, the entire arm twisted backwards at a weird angle.
The next moment, shrill screams sounded in the rain.
At this time, Ma Sangou and others came to their senses, raised their swords and joined the battle.
"Young gentleman, please wait a moment, let's see the combat power of our Western Army!"
Seeing this heroic scene, the strong man with a square face felt his blood boiling. He roared and led the five fleeing troops towards the bandits.
Only six deserters were seen, using the strong man with a square face as a sharp knife, like an arrow, they rushed into the group of bandits.
Everyone has a clear division of labor and close cooperation.
The strong man with a square face held a simple sword and just fought, while the deserters on the left and right were responsible for finishing the blows and helping him fend off the bandits' counterattacks from time to time.
When the strong man with the square face was exhausted, he immediately retreated and was replaced by another deserter.
Although there were only six people, they felt like they were alone among the bandits.
In comparison, Ma Sangou and the others seemed disorganized. They rushed forward in a swarm and chopped off their heads.
The bandit didn't kill many, but he was stabbed twice.
Han Zhen's eyes grew hot when he saw it, and he felt a desire to win over her.
A quarter of an hour later, the battle ended.
More than half of the nearly two hundred bandits were killed or injured, and the remaining one hundred and eighty people broke into pieces and fled into the mountains.
Han Zhen was too lazy to chase, these fleeing bandits would not do anything.
After the battle, even with his body, he felt a little weak.
Ma Sangou dragged his tired footsteps to his side and said concernedly: "Brother Han, you are injured!"
It was only then that Han Zhen discovered that there were several more wounds on his legs and right arm.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep and the amount of bleeding was not large.
"Small injury, nothing to worry about."
Han Zhen waved his hand and ordered: "Three dogs, go and call Yuan Chuliu!"
Masangou nodded, turned and walked towards the valley.
Then, Han Zhen shouted again: "Zhang He!"
"exist!"
Zhang He responded weakly and staggered over.
"Count soldier casualties!"
"Got the order!"
Soon, Zhang He came back and reported with an ugly face: "Twenty-one people were slightly injured and three people were seriously injured. The three people who were seriously injured may not survive the night."
"I gonna go see."
Han Zhen said, turned around and walked towards Juyi Hall.
Among the three seriously injured soldiers, one of them was Wang Wu, who was also the most seriously injured among the three.
He had been stabbed several times, and the wounds were long and deep. Although the bleeding had been stopped and he had been simply bandaged, his eyes were still closed and he fell into a coma.
The other two were slightly better, lying on the table with pale faces.
In ancient times, surviving a serious stab wound depended entirely on luck.
Knife wounds are not fatal, but the ensuing wound infection and inflammation are.
