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Chapter 335 The Stupid Thief and the Charge (for Subscription)

The desolate dirt road is messy and disorganized. It is not a wide and clean official road, so few people walk this road, and there are very few people.

On all sides of the dirt road, there are undulating hills and slopes, as well as patches of woods and grass.

Because winter is approaching, the dead leaves are piled up and the grass is yellowing. Looking around, there is a vast expanse, full of bleakness and loneliness.

Right on this dirt road, there was billowing smoke and dust, and the sound of horseshoes sounded like thunder, coming with a bang, as if thousands of troops had arrived.

In fact, it was just a dozen or so knights galloping past.

The leading knights were Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan. They left Nan'an County City under the order of Meng Jizu and galloped all the way to Yunwu Mountain. Behind them were more than ten powerful warriors carefully selected by the Meng Manor, including Lu Le and the men who led him. Zhu Guangxi wearing a human skin mask.

And the reason why just a dozen or so riders can create a majestic momentum of thousands of horses and horses is because what they ride under their crotch is a black-scaled horse with the blood of a fierce beast raised by the Meng Mansion.

Each is tall and strong, very handsome, covered with black scales.

Not only is its defensive power amazing, but it also has the divine power to tear apart tigers and leopards.

Just when the crowd was about to rush up a high slope, a group of masked bandits and bandits with weapons burst out from the wild grass behind the slope, lined up and locked the road ahead firmly.

There are about [-] of them, with different styles of clothes, and sometimes holding weapons. It looks like a group of rabble gathered together.

But the same thing is, everyone is staring at the black-scaled horse under Meng Zhao and others with greedy and fiery eyes. If there is such a horse, it is worthwhile to come to Yunwu Mountain. Why bother to plot some dragon eggs?
This group of thieves has been lingering here for a few days, and they have gained a lot from the robbery. Although they know that Meng Zhao and others don't look easy to mess with, they are still unbearable to face the temptation of the black scaled horse, so they take the risk to show up to robbery. sweep.

I saw a rather burly and tall man carrying a machete with a blade that was more than four feet long and a few inches thick on the back. With enough breath, he shouted loudly,
"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to live on from now on, you will save money to buy roads."

A relatively common bandit slogan, the first two sentences indicate that this is his territory, and the last two sentences say that you only want money, not life.

Meng Zhao lightly lifted his right hand holding the whip, and Meng Chuan, who was following him, and the warriors of the Meng Mansion behind him stopped the reins in unison. Stay on the black scaled horse and stay where it is.

Meng Chuan was a little surprised. He rode his horse forward. His powerful body like an iron tower sat on a broad horseback. He was much taller than others, including Meng Zhao, who stood out from the crowd, so he could only bow his head and say,

"Fourth brother, what's the matter? Didn't you also encounter a few waves of thieves before, and you just rode a horse to charge, and it's fine to rush through. Why did you stop here?"

The morals of this world are not particularly good, because martial arts are prosperous, and many people who do evil have been bred. In the city, and places such as market towns, villages, etc., there are many bandits, wild beasts, and fierce beasts entrenched in the wilderness. , causing great danger and injury to pedestrians.

Since Meng Zhao and others deviated from the official path, they encountered three waves of thieves along the way, as many as hundreds or as few as dozens.

Although the group in front of them was imposing and mighty, they could never be the opponents of Meng Zhao and the others.

Meng Zhao's purple eyes were bright, and the halo was flowing. He raised his whip and pointed at the gang of horse thieves, and said with a smile,

"Fifth brother, can you see the difference between them and those stupid thieves before?"

Meng Chuan looked at it for a while, then nodded,

"It's more powerful. These people know martial arts, and they are not inferior. They are by no means comparable to those stupid thieves I met before."

Having said that, he still doesn't take it seriously.

Leaving aside the fact that he and Meng Zhao set off this time, the warriors selected from the Meng Mansion were all masters of the acquired Dacheng realm, and two of them were consummated people who had opened up the Twelve Orthodox Classics and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. .

With profound skills and excellent fighting methods, the combination of the two is enough to kill this group of people in a very short time.

Not to mention that he was accompanied by Mr. Shi, who had great merit and innate talent, so why bother to be timid?

Meng Zhao looked at the eager Meng Chuan with a smile and said,
"What's your hurry, kid? This group of people should have come from the bottom of Yunwu Mountain. It is very likely that they are taking advantage of the chaos in Yunwu Mountain at this time. Let's catch a few people and get some news from them. It's better than a black eye."

As he said that, Meng Zhao recruited Lu Le and asked him to bring all the warriors of the Meng family except Zhu Guangxi to kill this group of people and make sure to keep a few alive.

Lu Le took the order, and immediately waved the long whip in his hand, leading the horse and charging towards the stupid thief on the hillside.

Facing the attack of more than ten light cavalry, the thieves who occupied the high ground did not panic. Instead, under the leadership of the burly man, they pushed down the prepared boulders and rolling logs with great experience.

The smallest boulder is the size of a millstone, and the rolling log is several meters short. It rolls down the slope, splashing smoke and dust, and there are countless weeds. It crushes the slope and draws obvious marks, just like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. .

In other words, under normal circumstances, if the cavalry charged to a high place, was ambushed, and a huge boulder fell, they would basically suffer heavy losses. After all, it was a geographical advantage.

Lu Le and the others can also go up lightly, as long as they are not dragged down by the horses under their crotch, with their lightness skills, it is easy to avoid these ambush traps, and they can directly inflict heavy damage on the opponent when they meet short-handed.

However, these were all vetoed by Meng Zhao, just because they were riding black-scaled horses instead of ordinary, delicate horses.

The black-scaled horse can be called a horse, and it is also appropriate to be called a black-scaled beast.

More than a dozen knights and black-scaled horses under their crotches faced the rolling boulders, logs, and smoke and dust without fear. Just when they were about to be hit head-on, they saw those black-scaled horses that should have looked clumsy like mountains. The apes in the middle, the deer in the stream, move freely and horizontally, avoiding various obstacles, with incredible agility.

This doesn't even have anything to do with riding skills, it's all about the black scaled horse's own talent.

Even if there are occasional drops, such as stones and logs falling in front of him, they can't cause any harm to the black scaled horse.

Because there are also warriors on horseback who use swords and whips, or use various martial arts to defeat them.

In addition, the black scaled horse itself also has a strong defense ability, and has a strong ability to resist blows.

Horseshoes are like hammers, even if the rocks are tough, one step on them is enough to smash them, and the power is overbearing.

In this way, while those stupid thieves were dumbfounded, Lu Le and others swept past the formation set up by the thieves with lightning speed, like a wind blowing a ruined building.

The blade cut off the arm, the blade cut the throat, the spear pierced the chest, the horse's hoof crushed the head...

The martial arts that he was proud of in the past could not be used at all, so he was directly beheaded.

In this way, there is no difference between those with high martial arts skills and ordinary people who are weak and weak.

Before the blood was spilled on the slope, the air was permeated by a strong smell of blood.

In just one charge, [-]% of the previous stupid thieves were killed or injured, and only a few people were spared.

Some of the survivors were frightened and dumbfounded, without any reaction.

There was a smelly yellow water flowing directly from the crotch of one of them, so sparse that it was frightening to piss.

(End of this chapter)