Beiyang new warlord

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Who would have thought that there was actually a soldier ambushed in this small forest, seeing those cavalrymen of the He family army in a daze, they rushed out in a swarm, a dozen arrows landed in the ranks of the officers and soldiers in a panic, and then the hoes and picks slammed into the ranks of the officers and soldiers. Just play pong.

This end was quite tragic, but a group of people at the other end started fighting, and after a while, Wen Meng, who felt that he couldn't save face, also howled like a wild bear, threw the stick, and walked quickly to catch up The nearest Hejia cavalryman pulled a man weighing more than 100 kilograms off his horse with his belt. He slammed his neck and twisted it under the man's unbelievable eyes. , snatched the short spear from his hand.

"Let your archers shoot arrows over there to block the retreat of these thieves, don't run away with your long soldiers, form an array!"

Even if the officers and soldiers were caught off guard and a group of tent soldiers beat them in disorder, they were still hacked to death one by one by the He family's army. This little refugee leader bared his teeth and yelled, and a sudden roar scared him almost off his horse Come.

Seeing Wen Meng gesticulating there, the guy yelled impatiently again.

"Who are you worthy of?"

"Don't know me?"

Pointing to his nose, he asked in astonishment, and then Wen Meng slapped him like a small cattail fan.

"Do you know this?"

With a big slap across the face, the little leader rolled off his horse whimpering and screaming at his team.

"Archers, shoot to the west, block the official dog's retreat, and the rest of the brothers get closer, gather together and kill them!"

The battalion was a little more orderly, and hundreds of people fought together, and the officers and soldiers, who were only a few dozen, couldn't bear it anymore. The He family army chief Qian yelled twice and asked his subordinates to carry it. He turned around and pulled The horse began to slip backwards.

"His grandma's, want to run away?"

He's kicked out, and Wen Meng's anger hasn't set off yet!Holding the broken spear, he got on the little boss's horse, twitched the horse's buttocks, and chased more than 20 people.

"Hey! Strong man, you don't want to die!"

"I'll borrow your horse and cut off two heads, and I'll return you after the beheading!"

Turning around and shouting, Wen Meng stabbed out with a short spear like lightning. With a poof, a bloody hole opened on his back. I don't know if the human flesh he ate just now spurted out. At the end, the first soldier of the He family army screamed and turned down. got the horse.

The words dragged on for a long time, and Wen Meng had disappeared into the night. With the vibration of the horse's hoof, the scene of the muscular man chasing and killing the ogre was staged again.

This chase lasted in the middle of the night, and Wen Meng was considered Meng Lang. He left Song Xiance and Yuan Xianger to a group of strangers. Fortunately, these refugees were not perverted cannibals or gangsters. Not long after putting down the hoe, more than 60 officers and soldiers of the He family army from Shaanxi were overthrown on this side, and a group of people on the other side happily cleaned the battlefield and turned over the corpses, packing up the officers and soldiers' knives, guns and horses.

Although he scolded Wen Meng and his eldest nephew in his heart, on the surface Song Xiance had a close relationship with Xu Jun. If he could make do, he would join the gang, but don't come. The pot, while Yuan Xianger pinched her two little hands together eagerly, looking out of the grove with her feet up.

I don't know how long I've been looking around for, but a rush of horseshoes suddenly came from the morning mist, and the tent army who buried the corpse suddenly became nervous. A dozen archers pulled away the rough hunting bows. It is to raise the little feet to the extreme.

Finally, she did not disappoint, Wen Meng's rough bearded horse face appeared from the morning mist, and it seemed that he was quite tired from running. The horses were drooping their heads, but there was a long bunch of grapes hanging under the horse's neck. That kind of thing is still dripping bright red liquid.

"Here! After killing the people, the horse will return to the year, and this thing is also given to you!"

With a bang, the bloody Shaanxi short gun was thrown in front of the little bosses who were looking at a group of stupid heads, and Wen Meng easily got off his horse! The man does something and does not do it, and getting rid of these beasts in clothes can be regarded as He was relieved to pay homage to the spirits of the refugee group who walked with them for several days.

But before the pretense was over, a gray shadow in Taoist robes had already jumped into his arms like a big butterfly.

"Brother Wen!"

"Hey, girl, don't be like this, it's dirty and covered in blood!"

Chapter 4. A thief becomes an official

The love of later generations requires a house first, then a car, and then a few steamed stuffed bun deposits, and then there are a lot of this and that, but the love of this era, at the most critical moment, a strong arm is enough .

Wen Meng showed his man's reliable side at a critical moment. Yuan Xiang'er, who was originally given to Liu Zeqing as a gift and didn't care about following her, is it you who made it now?I announce you!

But the romantic scene seems inappropriate here, with tears in her eyes, Yuan Xianger hugged Wenmeng tightly, the little leader of the rebel army, the old wanderer of the refugee army, and Song Xiance, who ran around every day, was still a The guy with the big head of the single dog was looking around in a daze.

"Well, sister, let's go back and hug again! Look, Master Song is jealous!"

"Cough cough!"

The beard was trembling a little, and Song Xiance, who ate a mouthful of dog food, turned his head to the side in resentment and annoyance, and then came back to his senses, his melon-seeded face instantly turned red like a small pepper, his head drooped, and Yuan Xianger replied shyly Hurry up to Wenmeng and reach out to hide a group of light bulbs, just like the people who have nothing to do, scatter in all directions, but the little leader of the refugee army is extremely excited, waving his hands as if he saw Iron Man.

"Strong man, you are truly a man of God!"

"These are all subordinates of Yulin General Soldier He Renlong. They are the most vicious in normal times. They kill people like hemp, and even eat people alive! You have beheaded more than 20 people alive! You are really the reincarnation of the overlord!"

"You little brat, I beg you to be our leader!"

It seemed that the little boss had read some books, but he was holding his fists full of expectation, while Wen Meng lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"He Renlong? Shaanxi Army? Hey, you really have a good soldier!"

"Brother, thank you for your life-saving grace yesterday, but we are here to find the leader of Yuan Shizhong, Xiao Yuanying, so it's better to be your leader."

Replacing Wen Meng, Song Xiance returned the salute with a clasped fist, who knew that after saying this, the little leader slapped his thigh even more excitedly.

"It's just right! We are going to join the leader of Xiao Yuanying, and you are our leader, isn't it just right?"

Time is turning?Looking at each other in dismay, Song Xiance asked in surprise.

"Do you know where Xiao Yuanying is?"

I really don't know how the four Dongjiang messengers sent by Song Xiance found them last time. The three of them had a rare chance. This time, they followed the right person. They walked northward along the Qinhe River for more than a day and arrived at the Taihang Mountains. In the outermost complex mountain road, it can be regarded as finding the famous Xiaoyuanying.

This little Yuan Ying is really strange, a rogue, a rogue, how can he be called a rogue if he doesn't move, but he has a fixed base, hidden among the mountains, usually haunts and robs between Kaifeng and Kaizhou, and returns to the mountain after the robbery is over Come.

Although Mao Jue's East River was certainly not as prosperous and prosperous here, Wenmeng had a vague feeling of returning home after being checked by the rogue troops at the mountain pass and entering the mountain pass.

The sorghum and millet on the mountain are vibrant and sharp, and from time to time you can see farmers carrying hoes up and down, busy loosening the soil and weeding. Small villages are also quietly distributed in several corners of the mountain valley. His influence is really everywhere. Several old ladies gathered in the village square, peeling vegetables and smoking Dongjiang cigarettes at the same time.

It doesn't seem like the end of the world to be idle.

What Yuan Shizhong did was a bit like Mao Jue and Yu Dacheng in Dengzhou, restoring the production of tents, restoring the previous feudal system, and ensuring a safe production environment for tents.

It's just such a simple thing that even a rogue can do. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and the officials in the imperial examinations one by one. Yes, in order to protect the environment and the people, the authentic Daming government outside Keshan is desperately extorting money, while those officers and soldiers burn, kill and plunder like bandits, and even eat people and drink blood.

It's really a sign of the end of the world.

But after all, it is a troubled time. On the hillside, you can still meet a man in a ragged cloth holding a black knife, and the electric knife Youmeng Blade is practicing chopping.

Xiao Yuanying's camp was on the highest peak of the valley, just like in the TV drama. The camp surrounded by wooden fences stood at the critical point of the crossing, and a team of people and horses had already been waiting at the gate.

The little leader of the refugee army that Wenmeng met was Zhao Huaiqing. He was an out-and-out little guy. He was born as a boy in Jixian County. He had studied for a few days, but he didn't pass the exam as a scholar, and he didn't eat the county food. None, the team he led was also a group of refugees who had just put down their hoes and gathered together.

There are too many thieves like this. If it was normal, Yuan Shizhong might not even be able to see his toes. At most, a small boss would recruit them and divide them into a piece of land for the old and the weak to farm. The young and the strong will be pumped, and then they will be cannon fodder when they rob. .

But this one is not ordinary, 96 heads of Shaanxi cavalry were raised, and they were still the most fierce He Renlong in the old Qin army. There were still 71 horses, [-] knives, and [-] guns. In the end, the infantry who died the most were the infantry as cannon fodder, and it was rare to be able to kill such a pair of cavalry, including personal soldiers.

This Yuan Shizhong looks fair and clean, his hair is combed into a topknot, and he still has a three strokes long beard. His face is also a good-looking talent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Talents are rare in this era, and he is quite looking forward to waiting at the door .

However, this year, Yuan Shizhong's expectations were obviously less. He was facing the crowd. Before Yuan Shizhong could show a leader's tolerant smile, when he went up to meet him, a scream of surprise had already rang out from the crowd.