The World of Yellow Sky

Huang San snorted coldly, and the middle-aged man named Xue Laosi stopped talking immediately.

"Last time the big boss gave you ten whips. It was still light. In the first wave, you will lead your sons to attack the village and try Lutai Mountain's jin liang."

"Three masters, this..."

Xue Laoqi showed an embarrassed look, but when he saw the fierce light in Huang San's eyes, he didn't have the guts to continue.

An old bandit next to Huang San also put his hand on the handle of the knife. Xue Laoqi had no doubt that as long as he refused to attack the village, the knife in the hands of the old bandit would fall on him.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and clenched his heart. He clenched his fists at Huang Sanyi and said, "Don't worry, the third master, I will definitely take down this Lutai Village for Luohushan."

Huang San casually glanced at Mr. Xue and said angrily: "Don't blame me, Huang San, for not giving you a chance. You won the Lutai Village and I can still give you credit for the big boss. Those dirty things you did before Don't think I don't know."

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On the mountain road came the frantic cries of the bandits again.

Accompanied by howls of ghosts and wolves, as well as some knocking noises, the first wave of bandits rushed towards the village gate of Lutai Mountain.

Without Li Heng's order, Wang Ren had already shot the feather arrow on the hunting bow.

The feather arrow passed through the gap in the big shield and hit a bandit's knee. The severe pain caused him to fall to the ground, and he couldn't stop wailing.

However, the few hunters other than Wang Ren did not have such good luck. The feather arrows they shot were either blocked by the wooden shield held by the bandit, or landed in the gap between the sparse crowd.

A little bit of soft bow will not cause too many casualties to the thieves attacking the village, and it will have a bigger blow to morale.

Unless it is the strong bow and heavy arrows of the Han army, those heavy arrows with iron arrows will easily penetrate some weak armors when they are shot on people's bodies, just like hitting people with heavy hammers.

Several young men on the wall of the village pushed a big stone out with difficulty. The big stone was lifted out of the wall of the wall by the stick, and the stone rolled down quickly with the help of the terrain.

The rolling stone directly hit the wooden shield of a shield-wielding bandit at the front. The large shield made of rough wood was as fragile as grass paper, and could not provide any shelter for the bandit behind the shield.

The wooden shield burst apart under the tremendous force, and the bandit on top of the shield fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, already dead.

However, Dashi was still castrated, and several people behind him were also hit by the rolling stones, and even one person fell into the abyss next to Dashi.

The few people who were hit by the stones were paralyzed on the ground, and the thieves who had not died let out shrill screams.

The big stones rolled down one by one, and the bandits hurriedly avoided the incoming stones.

Xue Laoqi took a few steps to the right to avoid an incoming boulder. He knew he couldn't step back, and Huang San was staring at him from behind.

The last defeat, as well as the handle of the previous few times, if he retreats now, he will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Xue Laoqi didn't care about anything else. He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly to the thieves around him.

"Whoever invades Lutai Village first, I will give him two coins as a reward!"

The two pieces of copper coins instantly aroused the bloody bravery of these thieves and bandits, and they rushed towards the walled wall with howling in their mouths.

At this time, there were no stones on the wall of the village to get out, and when human strength was exhausted, it was impossible to keep pushing the boulders down.

A short distance of a few dozen steps, without the obstruction of rolling stones, the short ladder to attack the village was quickly set up on the wall of the village by the bandits.

The young and strong on the wall threw the thick logs that were still in stock from the wall, and the thick logs rolled down under the action of gravity, and the force of the impact directly knocked out the few bandits in the front who had no time to react. Knocked down.

A few logs even rolled down the mountain road along the gentle slope, bringing down a few more people.

The soft bow of the wall kept shooting, and several bandits fell to the ground and wailed.

Compared with the young men in Lutai Mountain, these thieves are obviously much better at fighting.

Several thieves beside the short ladder, before waiting for the young man guarding the wall to react, they climbed up the low wall in just a few steps.

Casualties soon appeared on the wall of the stronghold. An old bandit rushed up the wall, and the blade in his hand easily sliced ​​open the abdominal cavity of a middle-aged man on the wall, and colorful organs flowed out along the opening.

The young man wailed fiercely, but he was not the only guard on the wall.

A young man walked quickly from the other side with a long knife in his hand, and the long knife in his hand directly slashed at the old bandit who had climbed up the city. The long knife that came.

At this moment, a wooden spear stabbed out from the direction where the dead middle-aged man fell to the ground, and inserted directly into the old bandit's throat. An angry and immature face appeared behind the wooden spear.

The fierce old bandit in front of him fell to the ground. The young man panicked and dropped the long spear in his hand. He knelt on the ground and tried to stuff the organs flowing out of the abdomen of the fallen man back. He didn't want his father to die like this.

Tears streamed down the boy's cheeks like broken beads.

It's just that all this is destined to be in vain, and the dead can't be resurrected no matter what method they use.

Chapter 41 Battle of Lutai

The blade in Li Heng's hand has already drank the blood of many thieves. Wang Ren held a long spear to his right. He didn't know where the hunting bow was left by him, and even the timid Zhao Le took it in his hands. A short knife.

The thieves' offensive was wave after wave, like a continuous wave.

Almost everyone on the wall of the village was injured, and the fierce fighting for more than half an hour almost exhausted their physical strength.

Another wave of the bandit's offensive was repelled by the continuous rolling down of the wood, and the bandit who survived the disaster quickly ran back to a safe place.

Xue Laoqi sat on the ground panting and rested. He followed the retreating bandits and returned to the station. He tried to climb the wall of the village. Although he killed a young man, he was quickly driven out of the village by the others. wall.

It was also fortunate that he was experienced, and when he saw the young and strong people coming to help, he rolled over and rolled down the wall, and fell on a dead bandit, only to save his life.

The icy blade was placed on his neck, Xue Laoqi slowly turned his head, and met Huang San's fierce eyes.

"I'll give you one last chance, don't let me down."

With Huang San's order, the team that attacked the village was replaced by a new batch of new troops.

"kill!"

Xue Laoqi ran at the forefront of the team, and he knew that he had to work hard.

When he regained his remaining courage, no more rolling stones fell on the wall of the village, only a few sambar trees fell, but these did not stop the thieves from attacking.

The saffron had little success, and only a few unlucky ones were smashed to the ground by the falling saffron.

The short ladder was once again placed on the wall, and a fierce bandit in front of him jumped up from the short ladder and landed on the wall with a long knife in his mouth like a swift.

But this time, he didn't encounter any resistance. Looking inside the wall, dozens of young men were stumbling toward Lutai Mountain.

The gangster let out a strange cry, turned around and shouted loudly, "My Jute is the one who won the first credit for the fortress!"

The thieves outside the village wall still don’t know where the thieves are. The young men in Lutai Mountain are afraid that they have already run away, and they are scrambling to climb up the short ladder one by two.

Xue Laoqi was overjoyed in his heart, and he climbed up the wall without taking two steps. Not far away, he saw only dozens of young and strong running backs, and there was no one in the wall.

More and more thieves climbed the wall. They shouted loudly in groups and wanted to loot the village, but Xue Laoqi was not overwhelmed by the victory, all the thieves on the wall were killed by him. stopped.

He had to open the gate of the village and let the three masters outside the wall enter the village.

"Open the gate of the village!!"

The rough wooden door was quickly opened by the thieves who attacked the wall.

There was a burst of screaming on the mountain road, but everyone did not act, and all looked at Huang San who was on the side.

Huang San was quite satisfied with the reactions of the people around him. With a smile on his face, he turned over and rode on the pony beside him, and the short halberd in his hand waved in the air.

"Children, you have entered the village!"

"Steal his mother!!!"

When the bandits got the order, they all rushed to the gate of the village, for fear of falling behind.

Like a tide, a group of bandits flowed through the village gate from the slightly narrow mountain road, and they ran away wildly around the earth like a flood of Yinchuan.

At this time, Lutai Mountain was like an unguarded vault in their eyes.

Food, beauty, and possessions are available.

It's just that all of this is their wishful thinking after all.

When Xu An, who was hiding behind the mountain, looked at the thieves who crazily squeezed in from the village gate, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The thief known as Zheng Laoliu was holding a small hammer and strode forward with his chest exposed. Although he didn't get the first credit for seizing the fortress, he was quick in his hands and feet and rushed through the wall first. into the village.

There were more than a dozen bandits with him, and they ran to the house not far away, making bursts of harsh evil laughter.

But the evil laughter stopped abruptly.

Dozens of feathered arrows shot out from the house, pinning the still running thieves to the ground heavily. Zheng Laoliu, who was at the forefront, was pierced by a heavy arrow in his throat, and he was also inserted into his bare chest. Two feather arrows.

He fell weakly to a place ten steps away from the house, his head slammed heavily on the ground, making a muffled sound, and the evil light in his eyes slowly dissipated with the blood flowing out.

None of the more than ten thieves were spared, and they all fell to the ground. Some of the surviving thieves were still clutching their arrows and screaming mournfully.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

In several houses, sergeants with yellow scarves on their heads, crimson shirts, and black black armor roared and swarmed out of the houses.

These heavily armored soldiers jumped over the thieves who fell on the ground, like humanoid bulldozers, rushing towards the thieves who kept coming from behind.

The sharp blade in his hand frantically harvested the lives of one thief after another.

No one can stop these armored soldiers even for a breath of time, farm tools, and swords slashing on their armor can't hinder them in the slightest.

These armored soldiers were like icy killing machines, madly advancing forward, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

Xue Laoqi's smile froze on his face, and this sudden scene stopped his thinking.

There were also large groups of sergeants wearing yellow turbans on both sides of the mountain. Although they did not wear heavy armor like those monsters, they were holding neat and uniform halberds in their hands.

They marched in neat steps, shouted Wansheng, and lined up in neat formations to face the thieves who poured into the wall, step by step like a wall of earth oppressing them.

The psychological pressure on the bandits is even greater than those of the heavy armored sergeants.

The thieves who first poured out of the village gate were frightened by this sudden scene and stopped their progress.

When they saw the sergeants who were oppressed from both sides, and the heavy armored warriors rushing forward like wolves, they could no longer care about gold and silver treasures, and beauty food.

These thieves no longer have the joy of entering the village first.

It's just that the thieves outside the village gate still don't know what's going on in the village, they just want to rush into the village and loot wanton.

Treasures and beauties made their emotions extremely high, and no one wanted to be left behind and swarmed frantically to Zhaimen.

The thieves who rushed to the front were either shot by strong bows, or fell under pieces of halberds and swords. When they came to their senses, the thieves no longer wanted riches and beauties. They only wanted to survive. The frightened thieves fled to the gate of the village with their hands and feet, rolling and crawling.

Frightened like a lost dog.

Chapter 42 Wolf in Front and Tiger in Back

"It's hit! There's an ambush!"

"Run!"

"It's the Han army! It's the Han army!!!"

The thieves who poured into the wall of the village were completely panicked, and some thieves who knew the clothes and armor of the Han army shouted and shouted that they were ambushed by the Han army.

Some thieves saw that the gates of the village were really crowded, and they turned to climb to the walls on both sides, trying to get out of the village from the walls.

The village gate was crowded with people, and the thieves were completely in chaos, and even the thieves on the outside were pushed down the cliff.

There was no panic on the faces of the yellow turban sergeant in the army formation that was slowly pressing on both sides.

The fierce fighting on the wall of the village did not deter the mountain people who were throwing food in the fields.

The death and injury of their relatives and the wailing of their friends all aroused anger in their hearts.

Xu An believed that if it wasn't for the majesty of Geshe's leader in his usual training, and the sharp ring-head knife in the hands of the leading team, this group of angry mountain people would not be able to stabilize any formation at all, and they rushed directly. Go up and fight the thieves who enter the village.

The bandits who were crowding into Lutai Village were too noisy.

"The third master, it seems something is wrong."

An old bandit standing beside Huang San noticed something was wrong and quickly warned him.

Huang San also noticed the confusion ahead, and Xue Laoqi on the wall of the village even jumped directly from the wall to the crowd outside the village.

"There is an ambush!"

Huang San guessed the general situation at once. It's not that he didn't think about this situation, but he was very clear about the situation of the three Lutaishan families.

Even if it is an ambush, there are only about a hundred people. There is no natural danger on the top of Lutai Mountain. How could it be possible to beat the old bandits in the advanced village on the flat ground.

Something must have happened, but now is not the time to think about it, the troops ahead are already in chaos.

The bandits were squeezed into the narrow mountain roads and village gates, almost unable to move, and more and more people were squeezed off the cliffs.

Huang San smelled the smell of danger, and he gave the order to retreat without hesitation.

"retreat!"