Bastards are difficult

There were not many people who came, only thirty or forty people, but their movements were uniform, and there were thousands of troops.

To make matters worse, these people were completely dressed in the style outside the Great Wall, and they were obviously not from Prince Jing's Mansion.

Jiang Mingchun's usually gentle face also froze, and soon there was quite a commotion in the crowd. The seriously injured were dragged to the middle, and even the slightly injured stood up, contrasting with the corpses and wolf corpses nearby. , and the grass stained red with blood, it looked extremely cruel.

Even the arrogant Jiang Mingze and the ignorant little fat man didn't dare to say a word. Everyone knew that the visitors were not friendly.

As for the cruelty of Sand Pirates, they have all heard of it more or less, and some relatives and friends even died in the hands of Sand Pirates. There is a bloody feud between the two. Sand was wiped out half a year ago, and I don’t know how many people are happy It's almost time to set off firecrackers.

It's not that they are smart, but that the other party didn't hide their whereabouts at all. The signboard of "Half Sky Sand" - the red cloak that everyone has, is worn on the body. The small triangular flag with the word 'sand', regardless of their own ferocity, looks joyful.

Jiang Mingchun didn't hold back this time, so he was about to stand up, but Jiang Minghao grabbed his sleeves: "Brother, don't go."

Jiang Mingze also grabbed him from the other side, Jiang Minghuan quietly withdrew his extended hand, Jiang Minghuai clenched his hand and then let go.

The princes of Prince Jing's Mansion are very strange. They also fight openly and secretly, like Jiang Mingze, who want to be the son of the prince and get his mother out (she is still under house arrest), but when it comes to the outside world, they are very united and unanimous.

Zhang Xiu himself felt a little strange, and didn't know whether their relationship was good or not.

Jiang Mingchun smiled and pulled out his sleeves: "You guys stay well."

After finishing speaking, he went out and stood still outside the circle. Behind him were the disabled guards and young masters. The guards stood up again regardless of the pain. Those young masters also stood behind Jiang Mingchun one by one. Even the little fat man stood up holding a bow and arrow with tears in his eyes.

Everyone understands that if you meet a sand bandit, you will die or you will die. There is no sympathy to talk about. As for whether there will be soft bones or something, at least not yet.

As the youngest child, Zhang Xiu was hardly expected to be of help. Jiang Minghao protected him to the back. Zhang Xiu took out the sleeve arrow prepared earlier and equipped it. Even Jiang Minghao equipped it. The lethality is uncertain, but at least there will be a fight at that time, Zhang Xiu doesn’t think it will end well if it falls into the hands of these sand thieves—it’s clear that these guys can enter the customs with great fanfare and besiege them openly Putting life and death aside, in this case, it is useless to surrender, and it will only be a word of death at that time.

The people who came were very nervous about their riding skills. After a long neighing, more than thirty riders stopped in unison.

The leader is a burly man, with only a bunch of hair left on the back of his head, which is braided and raised proudly to the top of his head. At the end is a red belt, wearing a blood-red cloak, which is wearing a leather jacket. □Outside (Zhang Xiu actually wanted to ask him if you are not afraid of arthritis, but I guess people don’t know what arthritis is), his face is full of flesh, his exposed arm muscles are tangled, and there is a black mass of no color on his arm Tattoos, the whole person has a sturdy air rushing towards him at the first glance.

The rest of the people are not as tough as the leader, but they are all strong and strong, and their applications are fierce. When they see them, they scream strangely and are eager to try.

As soon as the leader stretched out his right arm, those people immediately quieted down, and even the horses stopped snorting.

The man rode back and forth a few times with his head tilted, and when he stood still, he flicked the whip. The whip made a 'cracking' sound, and everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, especially those on Jiang Mingchun's side.

The man withdrew his horsewhip and pointed at Jiang Mingchun with the tip of the whip: "What kind of son are you?"

Jiang Mingchun smiled: "Exactly, may I ask your honorable name?"

The big man laughed abruptly, then turned his head and asked, "Who did he ask me? Oh, he asked who I was. Little ones, tell this little white-faced grandpa who it is."

The crowd roared with laughter, and then a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks rode out more and more. He straightened his chicken breasts that might never be straight and said loudly: "Listen, this is the majestic fourth master, we The younger brother of the big boss, the fourth boss is here to avenge the big boss this time. You bastards are just waiting to die. Oh, so many white and tender boys, if you slip through the crotch of grandpa, we will also consider giving it to you. Please forgive me."

Jiang Mingchun's expression remained unchanged: "Ban Tiansha has been a threat to An Ding for many years, and has long been pacified by the garrison. Besides, Ban Tiansha's head was considered a refined gentleman back then, but he has never heard that this head has a younger brother. "

As soon as this remark came out, the people behind Jiang Mingchun immediately talked about it.

Ban Tiansha has dominated the desert here for more than ten years. Everyone knows that Ban Tiansha has three masters, but they have never heard of a fourth master. No wonder they are curious.

This is something they don't know.

The ancestor of Ban Tiansha's head was originally a general of the former Ming Dynasty, but later he did not want to surrender to Dasheng and took his family away from home. However, the world was difficult, even the brave general passed away early, leaving orphans and widows to live a hard life.

That mother was also a lady from a wealthy family, she forced her children to grow up, she set a legacy that she could learn both literature and martial arts, but she didn't want to reveal it in front of the public. Frequently, even if the descendants of this general are excellent in culture and martial arts, they will not be able to withstand the troubled times of thousands of troops.

When it comes to the generation of the head of the family, it is even more miserable. The whole family died of fatal illnesses, leaving only the two brothers, and the elder brother is 12 years older than the younger brother. The head of the family rescued them and recognized them as adopted sons.

At that time, Ban Tiansha was nothing more than a thief, and he didn't even get the name of Ban Tiansha.

Later, the head of the family was seriously injured and died in a robbery, so the position of the head of the house was passed on to his adopted son.

The current head of the family also learned martial arts when he was young, and his eyesight skills are even better. Because he is much older than his younger brother, he has always raised his younger brother as a son, and later let him hide his identity and just be an ordinary person in the sand for a long time. Pirates, everyone knows that the head of the family loves this little leader, but they don't know that the two of them are actually brothers.

Half a day before the sand was destroyed, the younger brother and elder brother had just vomited, and angrily took their subordinates and ran to the western Raksha country. When they came back, they found out that their elder brother was dead, and vomited blood on the spot.

This one is also fierce, and soon led his subordinates to find out the ins and outs, and immediately hated Prince Jing's mansion. If King Jing hadn't led the troops, they might not have been wiped out for a long time.

When he went to the Raksha Kingdom, the original men were casualties, but later he added all the red-haired Raksha ghosts with tall legs and long hair, who pretended to be merchants without arousing any suspicion.

After spending some money to find out that Prince Jing is going to take people out to hunt, he immediately felt that if my brother is dead, I will also kill your son. I can't kill you and I will be mad at you.

I met a pack of wolves on the road, and a kid who was good at dealing with animals stole a wolf and threw it near the target. It was a surprise.

Sidang's family was annoyed that this fool's subordinates didn't introduce themselves clearly, so he whipped him on the spot and told him to go back to the team. He sneered and said, "Your grandpa won't change his name when he sits, and he won't change his surname when he sits, Chang Sha. I know why Ban Tian Sha is called Ban Tian Sha? It’s because my grandfather’s name has only one word Sha, so my elder brother was named Bantian Sha.”

The truth turned out to be so.

Everyone thought that Ban Tiansha was called Ban Tiansha because they had a large number of soldiers and horses running like clouds covering the sky. Who would have thought that this name was chosen because the elder brother loved his younger brother?

The smile on Jiang Mingchun's face remained the same: "Then what did the fourth master do today?"

Chang Sha laughed loudly: "Oh, as expected of the prince, as cunning as your fox father? Are you delaying time? Waiting for reinforcements? Forget it, don't wait."

As he spoke, he took out the bow and arrow from the neck of the horse and drew the bow and arrow. The arrow pointed at Jiang Mingchun. He squinted his eyes and asked, "My lord, if you die, is your prince happy?" Are you still sad? Are you still sad? How about this, tell me which ones are your younger brothers, and I will let you die slowly."

Jiang Mingchun's heart was in his throat, and he had never been so close to death. Looking at the iron arrow with a cold light less than two feet away, Jiang Mingchun felt his heart beating like a drum, and all the sounds around him disappeared. His heart was pounding, and when he heard the phrase 'your brother' before he could say the word 'don't even think about it', Chang Sha continued: "Forget it, don't say it, who knows if it's true or not? , I will kill them one by one, and it will always be your brother's turn. Don't you think so, son?"

When he said "Is it?" Chang Sha suddenly shot an arrow, Jiang Mingchun's heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes, thinking that my life was over, and before he had time to reflect on his life, he heard a gust of wind blowing, and he had no time to dodge it. When the strong wind brushed past his ears, he didn't feel the dripping bleeding from the missing piece of flesh on the earlobe.

Before he opened his eyes, he heard a panic behind him, and when he turned his head, he realized that Chang Sha's arrow shot through the head of a guard, then passed through the shoulder of another person without stopping, and finally got stuck in the body. The arrow landed on the third person's chin, and the arrow shot at three people in succession.

Jiang Mingchun's pupils shrunk. He was never a person who was afraid of the head and feet. That Chang Sha had a firm heart to kill, and his death was already settled. If he didn't do something, he would be the son of Prince Jing in vain.

He nimbly picked up the bow and arrow and set up the arrow, and shot. Unexpectedly, when the arrow flew halfway, Chang Sha shot another arrow, and the speed was a few points faster than Jiang Mingchun, so he was able to shoot last and come first. The arrows faced each other, and Chang Sha's arrow passed through Jiang Mingchun's arrow, and shot straight at Jiang Mingchun.

Just when the arrow was about to reach Jiang Mingchun's front door, a cold light flashed in the slanting stab, and the arrow was shot halfway, and then it was unable to fly forward again. With this little inertia, Jiang Mingchun's forehead was pierced. When it fell to the ground, a bloodstain snaked down between his eyebrows, and Jiang Mingchun's right eye was quickly covered with blood.

Chang Sha narrowed his eyes: "Yes, who was it just now?"

Jiang Minghao stood up and said with a cold face, "I, Prince Jing's fifth son, Jiang Minghao. Everyone, be on guard."

Jiang Minghao gave an order, and immediately drew his bow and arrows, which had been prepared for a long time—fortunately, they picked up the empty arrows just now, although not many were intact, at least they were not unarmed.Any fool knows that these guys will definitely not fight them in close quarters. Look at the quiver full of horses on their asses and necks, they are going to stick them into hedgehogs.

Zhang Xiu almost passed over from behind, he just thought what Jiang Minghao was doing, the guy was just showing off his feelings, why didn't he know that their brotherhood was so deep before?

Nima brat, labor and capital are given to you to protect yourself, not to save others.

The author has something to say:

There are DIY bows and arrows on the Internet, which are extremely lethal within a range of 20 meters.

By the way, please do me a favor.

The characters currently appearing on the stage have no words because they are relatively young. Please help me to get a word.It's these kids.