fifth form

Chapter 1822 Bandits
Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that he would be used as bait.

He was obviously caught in the vortex of a confrontation between the masters of the Xiong Country and the local masters of the Han court.

The four soldiers are not mediocre, but have strong martial arts skills and are good at cooperation.

Among these people, the coachman Zhang An can only drive the carriage, and his strength is far inferior to that of the soldiers.

But even though they came prepared, the difficulty of the masters from the Xiong Country was beyond everyone's expectations.

A sergeant was accidentally killed and fell off his horse as soon as he made contact, while the sergeant who shot from a distance was at a disadvantage in the exchange of fire. The two sergeants who were confronting each other head-on were only able to match their opponents even after cooperating with each other.

It was not until he used Yang Po to fly into the air and shout to disrupt the formation, which attracted the archers' firepower, and with Zhang An's charge, that the master from the Xiong country who was good at scimitar was killed.

The other party borrowed the power of the snake demon. In addition to his extraordinary body flexibility and his expertise in strange attacks, he also had several lavender pustules on his body and sprayed out countless venoms before his death.

Zhang An sprayed one on the back, and another soldier with a sword got poison in his eyes. He rolled on the ground holding one eye. The other soldier who came back to attack was far away and was not contaminated.

After just one death and two injuries in a short moment, the master of the Xiong country was finally killed. This is also the common casualty ratio when the Han Dynasty clashed with the Xiong country.

The fierce people are not afraid of death. They will take others with them before they die. They also have magical powers to assist them. This domineering and brutal fighting style has caused headaches for many Han people from orthodox schools.

"Hmph, the sixth arrow!"

Zhang Xuezhou's yang soul made a dull sound in mid-air.

While Zhang An was rushing in, he used his Yang Soul to transform himself, got out of the carriage and jumped into the air, attracting little attention.

At this moment, he was talking loudly in mid-air, and his main body was temporarily in a risk-free state.

"You are a great man, why do you bully us, the elderly and helpless?"

In the woods, an old and bitter voice was heard, and Zhang Xuezhou raised his head in mid-air and snorted coldly in response.

He looked down and saw that the fierce country master who was killed by everyone with a scimitar had an old face, various pustules and swellings on his body, and his muscles were ulcerated to varying degrees.

The archery master from Xiong Country was a little younger, but he looked to be close to sixty years old. Although he was a cultivator, he looked older than Zhang Xuezhou's parents.

The other person's arms were an extremely abnormal blue-black color, and there was a bulge on his forehead, which was difficult to cover even with a hat and cloth.

After continuously injecting his energy and shooting six arrows, the master from the fierce country still found it difficult to break Zhang Xuezhou's body. He couldn't help but beg for mercy in a humble tone in awkward Chinese.

"You damned evil people, you ran to our Han Dynasty when you couldn't control your demonic powers in your old age, and you did all kinds of evil things." The soldier with a gun shouted, "What do you think the Han Dynasty is!"

"He only has three feather arrows in his hand!"

A hundred steps away, the soldier who had been shooting arrows in the rear shouted.

"An old man with magical powers?"

In mid-air, Zhang Xuezhou felt that this situation seemed familiar.

He came back to his senses when he thought of the elderly people in Xijing City.

Whether it was genetic evolution or borrowing demonic power, something obviously went wrong as he got older.

Either being imprisoned in a mansion for the elderly, or entering other countries early to seek the rest of their later years, these are choices made under different national conditions and social development.

"I allow you to shoot ten arrows. Draw your bow!"

Zhang Xuezhou spoke in a calm voice.

This expert from the fierce country who was good at archery posed the greatest threat, so much so that even he did not dare to use complicated spells while sitting in the carriage.

As long as the opponent's quiver is empty, the threat posed by the opponent will be greatly reduced.

Although a skilled shooter also has close combat skills, the threat posed by him is insignificant compared to long-range shooting.

Zhang Xuezhou tempted the other party to shoot arrows again, which made the old man from the fierce country who was hiding in the jungle look struggling.

"Since you promised me ten arrows, you should let me live until I finish shooting ten arrows!" He thought for a few seconds, then he withdrew the bow and arrow as if gambling his life, and turned to face the soldier who was approaching with a spear, which made the soldier with a spear shout out.

"Senior, this thug has attacked passing merchant groups and official convoys twelve times in the past six months, causing nearly a hundred casualties. I hope you will not hold back and get rid of this beast to restore peace to this road!"

"Why do you care what I do?"

Zhang Xuezhou replied unhappily.

If he had this ability, he would have run down and killed the other person long ago.

Unless his yang soul incarnation is fully formed, Zhang Xuezhou can freely use the magic power in his body. The current situation does not give him time to fully transform his yang soul. On the other hand, Zhang Xuezhou does not want to reveal the transformed yang soul at all, so as to avoid future troubles.

His soul was dim at this time, even his face looked blurry. In addition, he was looking up from a high altitude and his tone of voice changed in order to hide his identity.

Except for Rong Tianding, who was in a state of emergency in the carriage, no one knew that he was the one who was talking nonsense in mid-air.

"You fools are colluding with the evil people to cause chaos. You can still turn around by ambushing and killing the evil people now, but if you continue to follow these bandits, there will be no way back!"

Seeing that it was difficult to persuade Zhang Xuezhou, the soldier with a gun began to persuade the many ragged bandits.

"As long as you can cooperate with us to kill this beast, you will not only get a new identity, but you will also get farmland and a house in Nanyang, plus a coin per person to live on!"

The armed soldiers kept trying to persuade them, which made many bandits in the jungle show their heads, and some of them even approached the old man with knives.

"You actually believed what the officers and soldiers said. You are confused~"

The old man from the Xiong country who was hiding in the woods saw the bandits approaching and someone pointed a bow and arrow at him, which made him scream.

"They are lieutenants in the army. It is impossible for them to help you with these things. They are just lying to you!"

"Nanyang Du Zhou is under the command of Nanyang Governor. We will ensure that we can fulfill this promise!"

When the old man from Xiong Country tried to persuade the bandits again, the soldier holding a bow in the back lifted his mask, revealing a broad face and revealed his identity.

"Just give up on this idea and pay for your past sins today!"

The sergeant with the spear shouted, and he used the spear to sweep away the vines. After he had opened several animal traps, he could not help but be more careful when moving forward.

"Everybody, come together!"

A hundred steps away, Du Zhou also shouted loudly.

These bandits are not very strong, and getting close to a master who is good at close combat will just mean they will be killed, but getting close to a master who is good at long-range shooting will bring them countless troubles.

Du Zhou raised his head and looked at the figure in the air with great envy. Seeing that the other party did not look back, he had to move forward cautiously.

When passing by the carriage, Du Zhou even called out "Lord Dongfang" in a low voice.

Seeing that there was no response to his call, Du Zhou couldn't help but feel disappointed.

As the crowd got closer, the old man from the Xiong country took out a dagger from his waist.

He glanced at the surrounding jungle.

This was originally a perfect hiding place for him to ambush officials and businessmen, but now it has become a terrain that traps him.

If you can't fly or lack the ability to climb, it's difficult to run far in this kind of overgrown and thorny jungle area.

The animal traps on the ground made escape even more difficult.

This made his face look desperate.

Even if the great cultivator passing by in the air did not intervene, it would be difficult for him to break through the encirclement today.

Evil thoughts continued to flow through his head, and his expression became more and more ferocious as he looked at the people approaching him.

But suddenly, he remembered something, and he quickly exerted force with his legs and began to run outside, directly towards the escort carriage.