Seeing someone being beaten, the other dissatisfied people in the team did not dare to say anything and silently walked forward according to Hong Min's orders. However, due to hunger and exhaustion, the bandits who already lacked training and discipline were forced to march forward. What's more, it's even more disorganized. Most people are walking with their heads down, and few people are observing their surroundings...
Seeing that the team was going smoothly and reached the middle of Sanshi Slope, and was about to leave this place, Hong Min, who was walking in the center of the team, gradually became more relaxed and laughed and cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, you really look up to those officials!"
As soon as Hong Min finished speaking, the gang of boys beside him were about to flatter him and echo him, when they suddenly heard the sound of a gunshot in the woods nearby.
"boom!"
As soon as the gunfire rang out, before Hong Min could figure out what was happening, he only heard loud shouts of killing from all directions in Sanshipo.
Accompanied by the cry of killing, there was a rain of arrows all over the sky, as well as the neat sound of firecrackers and the roar of the squatting tiger cannon.
The sudden cry of killing suddenly erupted, and Hong Min was frightened by the sudden appearance of dead souls. However, this man had also been among the dead, and his reaction was not slow at all. He knew that riding on a horse meant he was alive. Target, he quickly turned over and dismounted, hiding behind the horse's belly to avoid the arrows.
Although the two thousand newly recruited Xiangyong have only been trained for a few days and have not yet formed the combat effectiveness of the army, in this era of Liaoyang, a land of hundreds of battles, the people's customs are strong.
In addition, this place is sparsely populated and there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests. Therefore, many of the village warriors recruited are good at riding, shooting and hunting. This arrow can be said to be very accurate.
Just the first wave of attacks killed more than a hundred bandits, and even Hong Min himself, who was hiding behind the horse's belly, was shot with an arrow.
However, Hong Min was wearing an iron armor and had several loyal guards who fought to protect him. The arrow did not damage his vitals, but only hit his shoulder.
Although Hong Ming himself was fine, the tall horse he bought at a great expense was not as lucky as him. He was hit by seven or eight arrows in a row and died. Hong Ming could not die anymore. Min Shi's eyes were about to burst, and he was heartbroken...
After the arrow rain, the bandits who left corpses on the ground were already in a mess, and many of them had even become accustomed to it and were ready to scream.
However, at this moment, under the command of Yuan Song, the one hundred smart men brought by Ye Mingsheng from Luo'an turned into a backbone force, leading the two thousand newly recruited local warriors to outflank them from all directions. The remaining bandits were tightly surrounded in the small area on the three-rock slope.
If this group of bandits fights smoothly, each one will be more ferocious and terrifying than the last. However, once the situation is unfavorable, they lack military discipline and training, and they become more and more panicked and helpless.
Many people are like headless flies, rushing here and there, trying to break out of the encirclement. However, their actions are all in vain. There is only one end waiting for them, and that is death!
Seeing that the encirclement was getting tighter and tighter, there was no hope of escape. After all, this Hong Min was also a ferocious man. He was so jealous that he forcefully pulled out the arrow on his shoulder, wildly waved the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and shouted loudly roared:
"Don't panic, brothers, follow me and fight your way out!"
After finishing speaking, Hongmin took the lead and charged towards the weak point of the encirclement. Ye Mingsheng, who was sitting at the back, looked at him, looking at him as if he was still fighting in a corner. A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he folded his hands in front of his chest, as if What are you waiting for...
Under the desperate protection of his close men, Hong Min, wielding a ghost-headed sword, rushed into the crowd of rural warriors. However, before he had time to show off his personal bravery, he only saw a little silver light in front of him, and he Before Hong Min could react, the three men guarding him in front of him had brilliant blood blooming from their throats, and they all fell down.
Three of his men were killed, and Hong Min saw Chen Chuanwu, a white-robed young general with a bright silver gun in front of him and a confident smile on his handsome face!
Although Hong Min subconsciously told him that he was not the young opponent who could kill three of his men in an instant, there were fewer and fewer men around him at this time. Seeing that the pursuers behind him were about to kill him, he had already With no way out and no time, he was left to linger...
Faced with despair, Hong Min tightly held the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and with a burst of bloody courage in his heart, he roared and slashed diagonally towards Chen Chuanwu's throat with the ghost-headed sword.
This sword can be said to be both fast and fierce. Hong Min condensed more than ten years of effort into it. In the blink of an eye, it was killed in front of Chen Chuanwu.
Hong Min's broadsword came with great force, but Chen Chuanwu, who was well-informed, was not afraid at all. With a slight resistance from his bright silver spear, he cleverly blocked Hong Min's killing move.
Immediately afterwards, when Hong Min's new strength was not regenerated and his old strength was old, Chen Chuanwu's spear came out and stabbed Hong Min's throat. Hong Min was horrified and managed to protect his vital parts, but little did he know that this was just a false shot by Chen Chuanwu. trick!
I saw a cunning look in Chen Chuanwu's eyes. The gun flicked and pierced Hong Min's unprepared chest. Hong Min, who was severely injured, felt a sharp pain and his body went limp and fell to the ground. , but at this time he fell to the ground, not completely dead yet.
Hong Min, who was on the verge of death, had a look of disbelief and regret in his originally vicious eyes...
He never imagined that an ordinary robbery down the mountain could kill him?
If he had known that it would be like this, even if Xing Dalin put all the money in the world in front of him, he would still hide in the mountains and never take a trip into this muddy water!
With this last thought flashing through his mind, Hong Min was filled with endless nostalgia and regret, and his consciousness fell into complete darkness...
In just one encounter, Hong Min, the ghost-headed swordsman who had been in Liaoyang for many years, died in the hands of the young general Chen Chuanwu!
Seeing such a scene, even though he had already guessed such a result, Ye Mingsheng standing behind him couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Chen Yannian really gave him a great genius!
The road from Luo'an was not very peaceful. Chen Chuanwu showed his superb skills many times. It was simply a basic operation to defeat dozens of people one by one. No matter which group of gangsters he encountered, he would always attack the sheep and kill them. Cutting melons and vegetables, killing a piece in an instant is amazing.
