At the entrance of Qingshan Village, there were all big men sitting on more than a dozen horses, their expressions were indifferent, and the corners of their slightly upturned mouths showed a cold and playful smile.
"Brothers, let's try to see how it is today, the time of a pillar of incense, compare who kills more people, the first place, for the brother will be rewarded!"
A big man at the head shouted.
There were several scars on his face, large and small, the most horrific one that stretched directly from his left forehead to his neck, and it is not difficult to imagine how terrible that wound was at that time.
Moreover, only a small half of his left ear remained, and the fracture was extremely flat, and it looked like it had been cut off by a sharp weapon.
The life-and-death struggles that this bandit leader has experienced must be innumerable!
As soon as these words came out, they immediately received a response from everyone behind them, and only heard the shouts in the crowd one after another: "Big brother has a very good idea!"
"Obey the orders of the eldest brother!"
"I'm going to kill today!"
"I'm going to sell a little more strength!"
…… As a deafening shout sounded, under an old tree in the center of Qingshan Village, an iron rod struck heavily on a big bell: "Bell, bell, bell......"
The bell rings loudly and rings through the four fields!
As the bell rang, the villagers of Qingshan Village, both men and women, young and old, scattered all ran towards the big tree at a high speed.
This bell is a treasure of Qingshan Village and a "holy relic" that has been passed down from generation to generation.
Because of the existence of this bell, Qingshan Village has endured several catastrophes in countless years.
There is a volume of family rules in Qingshan Village, and one of them is for this big bell: "The bell does not ring in vain, and the sound is urgent." ” Soon, there were people gathered under the big tree.
Some of them were dressed in mud and had a hoe in their hands, and they must have just come from the fields; Some of them had a pair of flat poles beside them, and the buckets were wet, but there was not much water, and they must have been in a hurry to get here, so they poured the water in the buckets halfway through; There are also women holding sleeping children, and some elderly people are holding on to the trees and gasping for breath......
Seeing that the people were almost here, the old patriarch shouted loudly: "Fellow villagers, there is a team of horse bandits at the entrance of the village, they want to loot our Qingshan Village, rob us of money and food, kill our relatives, and destroy our homes!"
How do we do it?
” "Get them out!"
"Fight with them!"
"One life for another!"
…… For a time, the crowd was indignant, and the blood was quickly ignited in the hearts of these simple villagers!
"All go home and get the guys!"
With another shout from the patriarch, he who already had a hoe or a flat pole in his hand, and handed these things to the old man, so that they would have less trouble coming and going; He ran again, and without much effort, he returned to the same place.
By this time, they were all armed with "weapons": either a hoe, or a pole, or a sickle, or a shovel......
Several of them carried the blades of guillotines on their shoulders, which they had removed from the guillotines they used to give grass to the cattle, and they were the sharpest weapons in this somewhat haphazard ranks.
It's too late, it's too soon!
Just as the villagers of Qingshan Village had just gathered, the gang of gangsters had already rushed into the village, stopped less than ten feet away from the big tree, and confronted the villagers who were armed with all kinds of strange "weapons".
"Hahaha, laugh at me, what kind of motley army is this?
Can hoes and poles also be used as weapons?
And that old woman, what do you mean by holding a spinning thread in your hand?
Want to use that stab?
” "Hahaha, that's funny!"
"It's the first time I've seen a spinning edge go into battle, and it's an old woman!"
…… The voices of the bandits came and went, mocking these simple villagers one after another, and even mocking one of the old women.
Listening to those harsh words, the anger in the old woman's eyes became even worse, and she slowly walked out of the crowd and stood at the front.
She raised her thin chin and said solemnly: "My Qingshan Village, people have always been in the village, people are dead in the village, as long as one person is alive, you don't want to commit murder!"
Unless we step on our corpses, we don't want to take away a single thread!
Although my old woman is powerless, even if I can't exchange my life for a life, even if I exchange my old life for an arm or a finger of one of you, I can still do my part for the survival of the village!
” After the old man finished speaking, the two sides fell into a brief confrontation, one side was cold and bantering, and the other side was nervous and looked at death!
At this moment, it was as if even the wind had stopped blowing.
The pair of magpies on a big tree not far away seemed to have never stopped making noise, but at this moment, they obediently closed their mouths, like children who had made a mistake, and squatted quietly on the branches.
There are also insect chirpings and frog chirping, all of which have been subdued.
Be quiet.
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It's been quieter than ever.
After a while, the bandit leader suddenly let out a sneer: "Hmph, there is some backbone, but we eat the rice on the tip of the knife, although we admire you, but this village is still going to be robbed." ” Then, he slowly raised the ghost head knife in his hand and swung it forward vigorously, while shouting: "Brothers, kill me!"
” Nine, eight, seven......
With the rapid approach of the gangsters, the villagers of Qingshan Village clenched their weapons one by one, although the number of opponents was not large, but they were all wicked people who licked blood on the knife all day long, and each of them carried an unknown number of lives on their backs.
Six zhang, five zhang......
Just as the two sides were about to come into contact, a young man in white suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain in the distance, his back to the crowd, his hands casually behind his back.
As he appeared, a low but majestic shout rang out out of thin air: "Get out." ” The voice did not come from his mouth, but from all directions, and it didn't seem to be loud, but it rang in everyone's ears!
At this time, although Chen Mo could not speak, it was still possible to pronounce a simple syllable through the symbiosis of the mycelium.
The bandit leader frowned, and he raised his right hand and motioned for the bandits to stop for the time being.
Then he squinted his eyes and looked back and forth among the villagers, trying to find out who had made the sound, which made him extremely uneasy!
However, after watching it for a long time, he couldn't tell who said it.
"Who is it?
Who was talking just now?
The bandit leader shouted.
There was silence among the villagers, and the voice was just as foreign to them.
"Me."
This time, the sound was still coming from all directions.
"Who are you?
Can you see it head-on?
The bandit leader asked with some jealousy.
For a long time, there was no response.
"Pretending to be a ghost!
Brothers, don't bother, kill me!
The bandit leader swung the ghost head knife again and led the bandits to kill the villagers.
However, at this moment, a sudden change arose in the land in front of the bandit!
A huge explosion sounded without warning, and the force of the explosion lifted the horse under the bandit leader high, and a pair of front legs were blurred with flesh and blood.
Then the horse neighed, closed its eyes, and fell heavily to the ground, and the horse's head landed right in the deep pit that had been blown up.
The bandit leader has been through a hundred battles, and his reaction is also quick.
Seeing this, he shrank his gaze, retracted his legs sharply, and stomped the horse's back, and then leaped into the air and landed behind the horse.
At this time, a group of bandits also grabbed the reins and stared blankly at this strange scene.
After the bandit leader landed, although there was still fear in his eyes, the killing intent was even better!
He looked at the young man in white and said coldly: "No matter who you are, don't try to deceive me with this unseemly trick, it's just gunpowder, and it can't scare me!"
” As he spoke, he carried the ghost-headed knife and rushed to kill again.
"Boom!"
There was another loud bang, less than a foot away from the bandit's head.
The surging wave of qi swept the bandit leader upside down, flew several meters high in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, the bandit leader was in a mess: his suit was blown to pieces, the ghost head knife was thrown far away, his face was covered with blood-soaked mud, and his hair was not only covered with clods, but also a dead grass stuck to it.
However, he couldn't care about his embarrassment, and he struggled to stand up, and the fierce light in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Today is either you die or we die, and you are used to the days when your head is tied to the waistband of your trousers, what scene have you not seen?"
It's just this little scene, and it doesn't scare me!
Brothers, leave me alone, you keep killing!
” As soon as the words came out, the bandits continued to rush over, as if the two explosions just now were just fireworks set off during the festival, and they did not make them afraid.
However, at this time, the villagers' team had stopped advancing under the signal of the patriarch, and he had already seen it: on the hillside not far away, a young man in white was standing there with his hands behind his back, although he couldn't see his face, but just his back, which gave him a feeling of fairy wind and bones.
"Look, that young man in white must be a messenger sent by heaven to shelter our Qingshan Village!"
But the bandits, who had already killed the red-eyed, did not notice the presence of the young man in white, and they urged the war horses, and in the bursts of neighing horses, they kicked up puffs of smoke and dust.
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For them, the words of the leader are an edict, and if they do not obey the command on the battlefield, they will be beheaded later!
The bandits rushed forward quickly, approaching the ranks of the villagers as fast as they could.
"Stubborn?
In that case, then Hugh blames me.
The young man in white muttered.