Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 315 Prepare to attack
The young man holding the bow has straight eyebrows, with hatred and anger in his dark eyes, but he is not as wide-eyed and gnashing his teeth as his companions around him.

Instead, his face was calm, his lips were pursed without saying a word, he shot another arrow with his longbow, and quickly left the place where he shot the arrow just now.

Under the locust tree, a pot of hot soup splashed, and the companion who was eating together just now was pierced by a heavy arrow and flew several steps away.

The remaining three golden soldiers screamed strangely, picked up the sword and bow on the ground, and hid in the bushes beside them.

A heavy arrow struck again, but it didn't hit his chest, but shot into his right shoulder due to Jin Bing's dodge.

With a bang, the golden soldier hit by the arrow was directly carried away a few steps by the heavy arrow, and hit the ground with a plop, splashing grass clippings and dust.

Only then did the two companions realize that his right shoulder had been completely torn, bent backwards, and fell powerlessly. The place where the arrow was directly shot had broken bone stubbles exposed in white, bright red. The muscles in his body squirmed slightly, and blood gushed out from Dapeng, making the face of the person hit by the arrow turn pale.

"Ow!!"

Instead of continuing to hide, this person seemed to be aroused fiercely, roaring like a beast, with ferocious eyes, like a ghost, raised the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the grass where the arrow was shot just now.

With such an injury, even if he hid, he couldn't survive.

Seeing this, the other two gold soldiers did not run away, they raised their swords and followed behind him.

It's just that they didn't yell, instead they lowered their waists and walked lightly, hiding their figures behind their companions.

Even so, the speed of the two behind is not slow at all, and if you observe carefully, you can find that the two golden soldiers bent over and arched their legs are like two beasts hunting, and the curves in their hands are sharp. Minion, the body has been stretched to the limit.

As long as the prey shows the slightest sign, the two can quickly pounce on it and end its life.

There was no breeze under the sweltering locust tree, and the air was extremely oppressive. Except for Jin Bing's desperate and frantic howling, there was no noise, and even the maemis on the tree seemed afraid to make any noise.

The golden soldier whose right shoulder was torn apart looked like a desperate beast, but within a few breaths he had already rushed to the front of the bushes, howling and slashing forward with a knife.

It's a pity that there was nothing but the flying grass blades, not even the sound of the enemy evading in a panic.

At this moment, a pitch-black heavy arrow flew out of the bushes again, attacking the last person who fell like a black lightning bolt.

It's a pity that these two golden soldiers seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and they became vigilant the moment they saw that their companions hadn't cut anything.

The golden soldier who was selected as the target raised the leather shield in his hand and dodged aside.

There was a muffled bang, followed by the scream of the golden soldier.

A pitch-black arrow feather had been completely submerged in the leather shield, only the tail feathers were exposed and swayed sharply.

The golden soldier who was hit by the arrow howled and wanted to stand up, but after a little effort, he lost his balance and fell back to the ground.

The arrow had pinned his shield-holding right forearm to his chest, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"kill!"

"Kill these offal..."

Following the shooting of this arrow, a group of people who had been hiding behind and wearing messy armor couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed out of the bushes one after another, with red eyes at the head, rushing very fast.

The two seriously injured Jin soldiers saw the ambush but did not retreat timidly, but rushed forward howling as if they finally had someone to vent their anger on.

Even the Jin soldiers who received serious injuries are not comparable to ordinary people who work in the fields all day.

Rushing to the forefront, the few civilian husbands who were blinded by hatred were instantly slashed several times by a golden soldier and fell into danger.

The injured Jin Bing saw that these people in front of him were just superficial, he couldn't even hold a knife steadily, and the smile on his blood-stained face was even more ferocious.

The few people in the back saw the Jin Bing who looked like a ghost, and the memory of the Jin Bing slaughtering the village and destroying the house reappeared again, their feet froze, and the tendency to rush forward suddenly became full.

But before the golden soldier was happy, a few young people rushed out from behind the common people, fighting with the golden soldier with a machete in their hands.

Looking at the two or three points of murderous look on his face, it is clearly abnormal with ordinary people. He has obviously seen blood, and his skill in his hands is not good at all.

The situation on the other side was even more one-sided. A young man who was only in his teens and wearing only a linen singlet rushed forward with a knife, blocked the scimitar that broke the golden soldier on his right shoulder, and slashed it with a knife. The head with eyes glaring angrily flew up in a whirl.

Then the young man turned around to support the other side.

However, there is still an unscathed golden soldier here at this moment, but he ignored these people who suddenly came out, but at the moment when the last companion was hit by an arrow, he raised his knife and charged in the direction of the arrow feather. go.

Most of the golden men are good at archery. If the person who shot the cold arrow hadn't been hiding in the bushes and vegetation, several golden soldiers would have shot back long ago.

However, it was precisely because he was good at shooting that the golden soldier understood that when facing a sharp archer, he must not run away in a hurry, exposing his back to the opponent, that is no different from courting death.

Right now, the only way to survive is if the opponent has just shot an arrow, and when the old power is gone and the new power is not up, rush to kill him, at least not let him shoot the next arrow.

Jin Bing rushed forward a few steps, and he had faintly seen the enemy hidden behind the branches and leaves.

The man seemed to be taken by his rushing momentum, and he had already taken half a step back, putting down the bow and arrow in his hand.

But before Jin Bing started to be happy, he saw him lift the long knife at his waist again, and then the bushes trembled, and the man rushed out.

This man was tall, with ape arms and a bear waist. Although he was silent, he had a murderous look.

It stands to reason that Jin Bing should not pay attention to these messes at such a critical moment of life and death, but should think about how to kill this person.

But for some reason, he was taken by the aura of this person instead.

Even though he came out with a knife, there was no wave on his quiet face, but his deep eyes were a little more heavy and focused, as unshakable as a mountain.

But after all, he was an old soldier who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years. Jin Bing just lost his mind for a while, and immediately woke up, raised the scimitar in his hand, and killed him!
clang~
The two blades hit each other, and there was a huge noise!
In Jin Bing's shocked and desperate eyes, his scimitar was thrown out of his hand, spinning and flying a long way.

It was only now that he recalled the details. The heavy arrows shot could send people flying. No matter what, he needed a strong bow of two or three hundred catties. A person who can easily hold a bow must be born with supernatural power. Is it a simple person?
But now it was too late to think of this, the long saber continued to slash down, directly chopping off the golden soldier's head, neck and right shoulder, and the mutilated body stood on the ground for a while before falling down .

The young man withdrew his long knife and didn't even look at the golden soldier on the ground, but turned his head to look to the other side.

The two wounded golden soldiers who were still extremely ferocious and desperate to fight just now have become dead souls under the knife, but the people still gritted their teeth and chopped them fiercely with red eyes. After a while, the corpses of these golden soldiers turned into one Beach mess.

The young man who was born with supernatural power didn't take a closer look, just sighed, and walked towards the wreckage of the village.

"Brother..."

Just now, the young man dressed in sackcloth who cut off the injured golden man's head with two sabers quickly caught up, hesitating to speak.

"Go and lead someone to gather the corpses under the tree, and get some clothes for the women who are still alive."

But his elder brother turned his head and said, "I'll go to the village to see if there is anyone who can be saved."

Then he sighed again: "It would be great if the people of Yonghe Village could go to the mountain as soon as possible..."

The words are full of regret.

There is Yonghe Township under Tangyin County, and Yonghe Village is regarded as the "township government" of Yonghe Township, and it can be regarded as a large nearby village.

But when faced with the Jinrenbing front, it was just killing a few more.

"Yes, brother."

The young man in sackcloth immediately responded, and after instructing the people behind to do it, he said with some concern: "Brother, although those gold captives have just left, they are not guaranteed to return in a while. After we tidy up here, we should leave quickly." Bar."

It is impossible for the Jinren who destroyed Yonghe Village to have only these six, and they alone are not enough to see.

The folks in Jizhou are fond of martial arts, and Yonghe Township is no exception. Although peace has passed, there are quite a few masters in the village who are all-night martial artists. These six golden soldiers can only be killed if they come alone.

The only possibility is that there are still a large number of their troops nearby.

After his brother was silent for a moment, he nodded: "Okay."

A group of people hurriedly buried the corpses of the dead villagers, and someone put a few women in a coma on horseback, and then quickly headed north.

The sun was so hot that they didn't dare to walk on the main road, so they could only walk through the forest path, and they got into a big mountain after a while.

They carefully covered up the traces of walking, and continued to walk deep into the mountain. By the time they reached the ground, the sun had already set.

"I'm back! Master Wu is back!"

The destination of these people was a cottage, and someone spotted their whereabouts from a long distance away, and immediately there was some commotion in the cottage, as soon as someone was recognized, someone ran out to greet them.

Several people dressed as domestic servants ran over with long guns in their hands, ecstatically, but after seeing the horses led by everyone, they immediately paused, realizing that it was not easy for them to go out this time.

"Fifth Master, are you okay?"

The young servant in the head looked up and down nervously at the young man who was born with supernatural power, and he was relieved when he found that there was no wound on his body.

"I am fine."

Only then did the young man show a smile.

"Yue Yang, you've been thinking about my brother, haven't you? You don't even know to come and see me?"

Dressed in sackcloth, the younger brother came out from behind with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Of course not."

The servant hurriedly greeted him with a smile again: "It is impossible for anyone to forget Liu Ye."

After speaking, he took the captured bows and knives from him, and other people also stepped up to take the spoils for these people, and the group quickly walked to the stockade.

When they came to the door, there were already quite a few people gathered here, most of them were family members of those who had gone out. Seeing that their relatives came back safe and sound, they all ran up overjoyed.

After a while, there was another rush of footsteps, and an old woman about 60 years old walked out quickly with the help of a maidservant.

"Goro? Rokuro?"

"mother!"

The two trotted over in a hurry and grabbed the old woman by the arms.

The old woman took a good look at them first and found that there were no injuries, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you meet a golden man?"

"Over there in Yonghe Village..."

"The people in Yonghe Village were captured by the gold captives, and almost all of them were killed. The whole village was burned, and the doctors and medicine shops in their village were nowhere to be found."

Liu Lang replied first, with a bit of complaint in his words: "If they had listened to my brother and hid in the mountains, how could there be such a bloody disaster?"

As soon as these words came out, the old woman's face turned pale for a moment.

Seeing this, Wulang forced a laugh, and took out a cloth bag from his arms: "Mother, these are some herbs we picked on the way back, and I don't know the names very well, why don't you take them to the doctor to see if they can cure my father?" disease?"

"well……"

The old woman forced herself to nod and nodded: "Then go quickly, go and have a look..."

A few people rushed to the stockade quickly, and many people around also followed after seeing this.

From their conversations, we can know that most of these people are villagers living in Xiaotili, Yonghe Township.

Since the Jin people first came to commit crimes, they moved to the mountain with the help of the Yue family.

At first, many people complained. After all, it is not an easy task for farmers to abandon the fields that have been relied on for generations.

That is to say, the Yue family has a very high prestige in the village, and this cottage is not far from the village, so everyone can go back and see their own houses and fields at any time, so everyone can go up the mountain.

However, the tragic situation described by Jin Bing and the villagers who kept fleeing into the mountains from the nearby villages made everyone more and more terrified, and they began to feel that it was too right to run into the mountains in advance.

Even if they are driven away now, they will not leave.

And the person everyone is going to see now is Yue Laoye of the Yue family, the biggest landlord among filial piety, Yue He.

Although he is a wealthy family, Yue He is loyal and loyal. He works in the fields himself, no different from ordinary farmers.

When there was a famine in Jizhou in previous years, Yue He would take out the food stored at home and wild vegetables to cook porridge. He and his family only ate half full, and the rest of the porridge was used to help the villagers.

Someone asked him to borrow money, and deliberately refused to pay back the debt. Yue He knew it, and he didn't take it seriously, and didn't fight with others.There were also those who saw Yue He's mellow and kind personality and invaded the Yue family's land, and he didn't care too much about it.

There were still a few families in the village who were unwilling to abandon their houses and come to the village. Yue He went down the mountain to persuade them, but a group of golden cavalry wandering around happened to come to Xiaotili...

If his son hadn't arrived in time, his life might have been lost by the sword of the golden man.

But even so, it is said that he was seriously injured and his life was dying...

In the center of the village, in a temporary wooden shed.

Yue He, with a haggard face and pale lips, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He only opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the door opening, and looked towards the door. When he saw someone coming, his eyes showed a little luster.

"Pengju, are you back?"

(End of this chapter)