After a while, Fan Hugan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then spoke in a low voice.

At this time, Fan Bao suddenly dismounted and hugged the opponent's horse's neck: "Brother! You can't go! If you go, I can't control my little sister! And I won't deal with people like Cheng Zhili! They don't recognize it either.

I! Half of the four thousand soldiers can be dispersed immediately!"

"That's not the case." Fan Hu spoke in a low voice on the horse, with tears streaming down his face. "Listen to me, second brother... you are actually smarter and more sophisticated than me, I have always known it in my heart; and, do you think that at this time, everyone else will collapse?

It's broken. Is it a good thing that we keep four thousand elite soldiers from Qi County? Half of the soldiers are dispersed, leaving a brave man who seems to be ignorant and a young girl who can't control it, but it can make people tolerate us. I can only

I hate that I don’t have the foresight of Lao Jia, who throws his son out when he is an official; we guard the village in front of the powerful, but we covet a little official position, and the two brothers come out together..."

When Fan Bao heard this, he felt great grief. He immediately gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes and asked, "How about we lower our eyebrows and be small, and surrender together? Now hand over the army, just hope that we brothers and sisters can continue to live?"

OK?"

Fan Hu shook his head: "Who knows if the imperial court will call again? You saw the Sima Zheng today... We simply surrendered the Dragon Gang today. What will we do next time when the imperial army comes again? We must obey the rules!"

We brothers, thanks to Zhang Xuguo’s kindness, broke into the palace within a year, and we have to give back our lives!”

Fan Bao hugged the horse's head and responded silently, but was still unwilling to let go.

In the end, it was Fan Hu who gritted his teeth, whipped his horse hard, and urged the horse to go towards the foot of the mountain. Fan Bao did not dare to use his true energy, but was rolled around on the ground by the horse and fell into the mud.

After a long time, he got up, then lowered his head and got on a horse, taking the remaining five or six riders to the rear.

But after walking for a short time, I saw four thousand soldiers coming towards me. I couldn't help but be shocked. I hurriedly greeted them and asked, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to do anything without my military orders?"

A general responded nervously: "It's Governor Zhang! He just came back and said that the main force of our army is surrounded. Let's rush forward with the whole army and try to open the passage by cooperating inside and outside!"

Fan Bao was stunned on the spot. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized who Governor Zhang was, and then his heart became cold.

Sure enough, within a moment, he saw Zhang Changgong riding a horse and personally supervising the army forward. This usually very elegant man from a famous family who always wore a silver-gray mask had disheveled hair, handsome white skin, and a rather feminine face.

There was an obvious bloodstain, and the whole person had a ferocious expression, but he didn't even look at Fan Bao.

Fan Bao didn't dare to speak. He waited for the other party to pass before heading to the rear to find his little sister.

But soon, he got another bad news.

"Fan Siniang left early. She heard that the battle ahead was critical. As early as half an hour ago, when the second master set out, he led two hundred horses around Mount Li to raid the rear of the bandit camp."

A familiar officer hurried forward and gave the answer.

Fan Bao stood on the side of the road with a dazed look on his face. Then he suddenly came to his senses as if he had been agitated by the rain. However, he followed the main force with his last few riders and returned to the battlefield.

At the same moment, Yu Baimei, who had previously stayed in the encirclement with the highest status, was already heavy all over and could no longer exert any energy, especially the half of his body that was hit by the arrow. He was almost completely unconscious. In such a predicament, but

Just like Shang Huaizhi who was killed by him, he was blocked in the col at the foot of Mount Li.

"Yu Baimei!"

Wang Shuyong looked at the old rival in front of him with a ferocious look on his face. "I'm asking you for the last time, do you surrender or not?!"

Yu Baimei, who was leaning against a small tree, looked at the other person and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

"Master Wang!"

A horse came galloping through the mud and water. "Shang Da's brother Shang Huaien went to Zhang Da's head and cried, asking to kill this man. Many other brothers said that this man killed too many people in our gang. Zhang Da's leader had an order. If I find him

At this point, if this person still refuses to surrender, there is no need to persuade him any more!"

Wang Shuyong sneered and turned to look at the other party: "Yu Baimei, did you hear that? When you wantonly killed our leader of the Dragon Gang, Erlang, half a year ago, did you ever think about this?"

Yu Baimei spoke again, but after regaining his strength, he finally managed to speak out: "You thieves, everyone can find them... punish them! Yu... Yu just hates not killing enough!"

Wang Wulang raised his head and laughed when he heard this. The sound of laughter shook the whole field. The sergeants around him were shocked, but then he suddenly stopped talking and pointed at the other party: "What a momentum! In this case, I, the thief, will leave you alone today."

corpse!"

As soon as he said this, he took off the iron bow from the back of the guard again, and then walked forward. He only came to a place twenty or thirty steps away from the opponent. He just stopped, but he used his true energy to raise his hand and shot an arrow, which was easily shot through.

The opponent's armor is deep in the middle of the abdomen.

By this time, Yu Baimei had no other reaction except a groan.

Immediately, Wang Wulang did not deliberately aim, but fired more than ten arrows in a row, until all the arrows in the barrel were shot in the rain... The bowstring was damp, and the arrow feathers were wet. Once shot, it would be random, but Wang Wulang used Lihuo Zhenqi.

, coupled with my excellent shooting skills, after shooting more than ten arrows, seven or eight arrows actually hit the target, pinning the opponent to the small tree.

By the time he put away the big iron bow, blood had already flowed out from the seven or eight holes in the opponent's body, spreading into the puddles on the ground that had turned red before he knew it.

Of course, Yu Baimei himself died without knowing when.

He was twenty-four years old.

PS: Good night everyone.
Chapter completed!