Just when the general from Northern Qi was secretly marveling at his vicious plan and secretly happy that the bandits were leaving.
The three Xiaohus had already left far away from the place where they spent the night before.
Now the three of them were near a bare rocky mountain.
The wind, sand, and scorching sun in the desert left no grass growing even on this small rocky mountain, which was only a few dozen feet high.
The three of them did not light a fire, but chose to rest under a stone wall leeward. Thinking about the bandits who might be chasing them in the dark night, Xiaohu stopped Shuzi who was about to take out his sleeping bag.
He looked at her and shook his head: "Sister, those bandits will catch up. We can't rest here."
Shuzi was stunned, looked at it and asked, "Is it possible that they will still catch up?"
How could Shuzi know as much as Xiaohu about everything in the desert? Even Asuna beside her rubbed her eyes and said, "I want to sleep."
Xiaohu packed up two clean slates, looked at the two of them and smiled bitterly: "Leave here, I will guard outside, and wait until tomorrow to find a town to have a good sleep."
The bandits set off fireworks and asked for help with their companions. How dare Xiaohu let the two of them open their sleeping bags and rest here?
He still didn't know how many bandits would come.
Shuzi became angry when she heard this: "Is this the end of it for them?"
Xiaohu looked up at the stars that were gradually disappearing in the night sky. Even the moon had penetrated into the thick clouds, and a whining sound was heard not far away.
My heart trembled, this was not a good weather.
Neither the monks nor the bandits in the desert liked nights like this.
It's a summer night, and everyone wants the sky to be filled with stars so they can run faster if they encounter trouble.
Thinking of the upcoming trouble, Xiaohu didn't even think about taking a rest.
He took out the wine bottle and took a sip, and then said to the two of them: "I'm going out for a walk. If you hear any noise, don't run around. Just stay here and wait for me to come back."
"Is there going to be trouble? Do you want my help?"
Shuzi also remembered something, looked at Xiaohu and asked: "You don't want to take risks alone!"
Xiaohu shook his head, pointed at Asuna beside him and said, "Sister, just keep an eye on this guy. These bandits can't get into my eyes yet. It's best to come more."
After saying that, he dived into the vast darkness.
Asuna was dumbfounded when she heard this. She looked at Shuzi and asked, "Sister, can this guy do it?" In her opinion, the bandits in the desert were like wild wolves and could not be killed.
Shuzi smiled and said, "Let him go. I've been poor for a long, long time. It's rare for bandits to come eagerly to give me money."
Although Shuzi is not short of money now, she doesn't know when she started to like counting money just like Xiaohu and Xiaohei did back then.
In her opinion, it's good that I won't cause trouble for you. If you want to catch up with me, let Xiaohu, the king of the desert, take care of you.
Pulling Asuna to lean against the stone wall, Shuzi sighed: "I haven't experienced a night like this in I don't know how many years it has been."
Asuna chuckled: "Me too."
Xiaohu tried to look in the direction in which his spiritual consciousness came, and looked at the figure running in the dark night, his eyes getting colder and colder.
The stars are dim and the moon is hiding in the clouds. How dare you come to die!
More and more bandits were coming from afar. Xiaohu quietly took out his bow and arrow without saying a word.
It's good to have more people, I'll kill you one by one.
Thinking of this, he simply moved a little further away from Shuzi and the two of them, already two hundred feet away from this small rocky mountain.
Standing in the vast yellow sand, he locked the iron bow in his hand at the bandits who were rushing towards him.
The starlight in the sky was so dim that even the iron bow in Xiaohu's hand could not be seen clearly.
After catching an iron arrow, Xiaohu took a deep breath.
He suddenly remembered Brother Xiao Hei who taught him how to practice swordsmanship on the snow-capped mountains of the academy. At that time, Xiao Hu was a truly happy boy.
Far away from the desert, there are no killers from the royal city to harm him.
There is a mother at home, a husband at home, a teacher at school, and a teacher who loves you on the snow-capped mountains.
The little tiger holding the iron bow blended into the night. Looking at the dozens of black-clothed bandits who were holding torches and screaming and rushing over, he said: "Welcome!"
"Buzz!" a string sounded, and then a black lightning pierced the night and flew forward.
"There's an ambush ahead, be careful!" The bandits at the front couldn't help but roar loudly when they heard the sound of arrows piercing the dark night.
"Beware of enemy attacks!"
The bandits behind him shouted equally angrily: "Brothers, be careful, rush forward and catch that woman!"
"Kill that boy, capture that woman and take her back to the capital!"
"Kill!"
It was originally a desert night with long yellow sand, but the uncontrollable roars of the bandits suddenly rang out.
The voices of dozens of people were like rolling thunder in the dark night sky, deafening and echoing in the wasteland.
Xiaohu looked coldly at the bandits who suddenly went crazy, without any expression or pity on his face. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to a certain day in the past.
Outside Yuezhi City, he is the biggest king in this world.
The first iron arrow he shot did not go to greet the bandit, but hit the horse of the bandit running in front.
The horse was hit by an arrow, and instantly let out a mournful cry and fell down into the yellow sand. Then it triggered a stampede from the horses behind, and countless horses fell down in the dark night.
Xiao Hei just shot an iron arrow and broke the formation of the bandits.
The horse that rushed up from behind bumped into the horse that fell in the yellow sand in front. For a moment, the roar of the horse, the screams of the bandits, and the whistling of the wind sounded in the vast wilderness.
Looking in Xiao Hei's eyes, he thought that this scene in front of him should be seen by Xiao Hei and Sister Shuzi.
No matter how many people you have, I can kill you with just one arrow!
These hateful guys are not worthy of his pity. Compared with the soldiers who fought bloody battles with him back then, these bandits are simply worthless.
Until then, the bandits who fell to the ground and rushed up still didn't notice the little tiger who was only fifty feet away from them.
"Whoosh!" An iron arrow flew out, and instantly a bandit who rushed up fell to the ground.
The little tiger standing in the wind shouted sarcastically: "I'm right here, you are welcome to die!"
Hearing the sound not far ahead, the bandits exploded. Their anger was instantly ignited, and they dropped their horses and rushed forward.
And the war horses behind bypassed the horse that fell on the ground and rushed toward the bandit Xiaohu!
The battle ignited in an instant, and the bow and arrow in Xiaohu's hand flashed one after another with terrifying arrows, flying forward like lightning. For a moment, the bandits who were at the front were hit by arrows one after another.
The thick blood instantly spread in the dark night.
"I'll make it impossible for you to come back!" Xiaohu said coldly.
"Rush up and kill him!"
"Whoever can kill that kid will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins!" This time it was the fourth leader of the bandits who shouted.
However, the iron arrows in Xiaohu's hand fired three volleys. This was the result of Li Xiuyuan teaching Xiaohei, and Xiaohei teaching him Xiaohu!
Three iron arrows flew out, and three bandits fell into the long yellow sand.
In an instant, in the dark night, fearful roars came one after another, but they could not stop the ruthless iron arrows coming from the dark night.
…
The yellow sand is long, and the bandits who are confronting the imperial army of the Northern Qi Dynasty are still running in the dark.
It's a pity that God is not kind, so they can't run wildly in the dark night.
At this time, even the last few stars disappeared into the vast night sky, and the sky and the earth were pitch black. Even though the bandits lit the torches, they still could not speed up.
The caravan transformed by the Northern Qi Forbidden Army still guarded the burning fire.
At night here, the only thing they can do is to do nothing and wait here quietly for dawn.
How could the Imperial Guards who had been on the battlefield care about these corpses in front of them?
The well-trained Imperial Guards only listen to the general's orders. If the shopkeeper is useless, they will not move.
In their eyes, they were the bandits from the previous team of 100 people. If they really took action, it would probably take less than half an hour to resolve the battle.
Even so, no one would take action unless the shopkeeper gave an order.
At this moment, a young man looked at the shopkeeper and asked: "Shopkeeper, do you think all these bandits can come back alive?"
The shopkeeper shook his head and asked in a deep voice: "You should ask yourselves, if we had fought against those bandits just now, would you have the confidence to defeat them?"
With a bang, the forbidden soldiers who transformed into men were instantly ignited with passion. They all clapped their chests and shouted: "We have two arrows per person. We can defeat them in just one round!"
Another guy laughed and said, "Even if we fail in one round, the battle can be resolved in the last quarter of an hour!"
The shopkeeper nodded, expressing satisfaction with his men.
After all, when the Forbidden Army was in the Imperial City of Northern Qi, they had to undergo arduous training every day in order to be able to quickly kill the enemy when they encountered danger one day.
The bandits in the desert may seem ferocious, but they are no match for these forbidden troops in the battle they face.
The shopkeeper looked at the excited expressions of each and could not help but shake his head and said: "Unfortunately, our mission is not to come to the desert to eliminate the bandits. We have more important things."
A waiter sitting in front of him smiled and said, "Don't worry, shopkeeper. There is Tubao Town not far ahead. We will rest there for a day tomorrow before continuing forward."
The shopkeeper thought for a while and said, "That's right. We won't be rushing tomorrow. When we get to the town ahead, everyone can have a good sleep and relax."
They have entered the depths of the desert, and what they want is to reach the capital safely, rather than fleeing for their lives in the dark like bandits.
…
The fighting in the dark night continues.
Even with a team of fifty people, the gap between Xiaohu and Xiaohu is still unimaginable. In the dark night, there is only killing, killing non-stop.
After shooting several rounds of iron arrows, Xiaohu put away the bow and arrows in his hand and took out his long sword!
The bandits were getting closer and closer to him, and it was no longer suitable to kill the enemy with bows and arrows.
The little tiger who took out his long sword was like a tiger rushing down from the Tianshan Mountains, and pounced on the bandits who were rushing towards him.
At this moment, he no longer cared about what kind of swordsmanship and moves he used.
The long sword in his hand performed the sword-drawing technique again and again. Finally, he wielded the long sword in his hand with the purest power and slashed at the bandits who were rushing towards him.
Similarly, the bandits ignored any rules and waved their swords one after another and rushed towards the crazy little tiger.
And Xiaohu is not only because of his majestic strength, but also because he has integrated every move into his flesh and blood!
It could be said that with every sword strike, he didn't need to consider the speed or moves of the sword at all, he just waved his arms subconsciously.
The domineering swordsmanship taught by his master is irresistible!
The sword-drawing technique taught to him by his master was even more rapid!
Coupled with the sword-cutting snow taught by Xiaohei and Shuzi... he has already mastered several different sword styles, and now Xiaohu is a crazy tiger, making the enemy tremble with fear!
In the dark night, the roars of the bandits who charged up again gradually disappeared!
Everything seemed to end suddenly!
Without an opponent, Xiaohu was breathing heavily. After all, he had not fought in the past hundreds of years.
Looking at the vast black night, Xiaohu did not dare to stop. Instead, he picked up the torch on the ground and wanted to quickly clean the battlefield.
The powerful consciousness told him that there were waves of horse hooves not far away...
