Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The mountains stretch and are not low.

At this time the autumn leaves fell and the mountains were vast.

In this season of food scarcity, birds and beasts try to reduce their activities to reduce food consumption, so it is very quiet.

"Slowly, don't worry."

Enticed the convoy to appear under the mountain and walk slowly.

The car was full of food, and there were fat pigs and fat sheep tied up.

Fat pigs are probably a strange thing to natives, but as long as they are meat.

Needless to say, the fat sheep is the world's first food ingredient.

The entourage of more than two hundred sergeants looked at the lazy ones, but in fact they were tight all over.

This is the second trip.

Yang Quan said easily: "It seems that the natives are hiding at home and haven't gone out.

If others run in vain, he will not run in vain. Tang Ren must admit his efforts and courage to take risks.

If Tang Ren was fooled, he was even ready to write to Beijing to take the line with Shen An.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with his plan. Tang Ren's shamelessness ended up making wedding dresses for himself.

"idiot!"

He shook his head disdainfully, but he didn't find the metal glow in the forest flashing.

The team moved slowly, the sun was shining, it was very lukewarm, and it was very comfortable.

This is the late autumn of Guangnan West Road.

Very suitable, but dry.

In the forest, hundreds of men were looking at the convoy below, with greed in their eyes.

A young man whispered in the forefront: "A lot of big cars, what is above?"

There were several natives with wrinkles on his face that could trap flies. They frowned and looked down, whispering and whispering, then gradually rejoiced.

"That's the Song people's food team, grab it, we will spend the winter calmly."

"Not only that, with these grains and grasses, we can also accommodate other tribes, and then our territory will expand ..."

"Do it!"

"..."

After a whispering murmur, the young man turned around and looked fiercely: "Strike, drive the Song people away, and then quickly remove the food ..."

"Everything else is easy to get away, but what about pigs? It's too heavy."

"Slaughtered, dismantled and moved away." The young man felt smart.

He pointed down the mountain and whispered: "Follow me, rush down!"

Everyone took out all kinds of weapons.

"Rush!"

Hundreds of natives rushed down with cheers.

The young man ran at the front, watching Song Jun's reaction while running.

Don't get together!

Once the Song army formed a battle, it meant that they would be able to seize the grain and livestock after a **** battle.

He is confident of winning, but hopes to reduce losses.

"Aborigines are here!"

The sharp-eyed sergeant found the movement in the forest, shouted, turned and ran.

The sergeants and coachmen all looked to the right.

"Rush!"

The natives found the fear of Song Jun, and their fighting intentions suddenly boiled.

"Get rid of them!"

The young man shouted happily: "Destroy them!"

He was convinced that this was a perfect raid, so he ran faster than anyone.

Song Jun panicked.

This is not pretending, no one can pretend to be so real.

A Song Jun even lost his big teeth while running away, and continued to run away with his mouth full of blood.

And the other is kicked, still jumping away ... that speed can make people with normal legs die in shame.

So special!

And Yang Quan, who fleeed faster than anyone in an official uniform.

He fled his horse and ran away while looking to the left and right.

Tang Ren cursed that day that he was joking, but the shadow remained.

People who can use their colleagues' blood to achieve their goals are so shameless that Yang Quan doesn't believe his promise at all.

So he fled the horse and fled, while looking at the left and right, worrying that a sharp archer was aiming at himself.

Tang Ren cursed that day, even saying that if an archer aimed at him, then he would die without a burial place ...

This vow is vicious, but Yang Quan is still half-confident.

He had a horse, so he quickly stood out.

"Go away!"

He was relieved and inevitably made a gesture, so he turned around and shouted, and then his blood was cold.

The two Song Jun are running their bows and arrows ... and the goal is him.

"Tang Ren, lying trough Nima! You beast!"

Yang Quan was really angry, but he had no experience. I don't know that the best option at this moment is to lie on the horse's back and still straighten the upper body, beating the horse while yelling.

咻咻!

Two arrows flew, one shot behind Yang Quan's thigh and one shot behind the war horse ...

The horse screamed and stood up.

"Tang Ren, you shameless beast!"

He pulled the reins and clamped the horse's belly with his legs.

Even if he is in the army, this riding can attract a good applause. It can be seen that Yang Quan is an actual officer. The more critical, the calmer.

He was really calm and even cold.

He heard Tang Ren's words that day, and caught the crime on the spot ... No, he caught the bag on the spot, but Tang Ren killed him and said he was talking nonsense.

Well, after debunking, Tang Ren is always embarrassed to let the cold arrow go.

But he overestimated Tang Ren's morality, and he got the trick.

The horse was out of control and led him to the left.

Out of control.

"Tang Ren, lie your ancestor!"

"You beast ... not to die!"

"What are you doing?"

The two archers chased all the way, Yang Quan cried: "Something is wrong, someone listens to Tang Qian ..."

The war horse took him away, and the two archers were gradually pulled apart, shouting, "Yang Zhizhou, I'm waiting to be ordered to rescue you."

"Don't run!"

This is true, according to Tang Ren's instructions, after the two of them attacked with arrows, they immediately caught up and rescued Yang Quan.

But he died, but Yang Quan saw the scene of the sneak attack.

Nima, this matter is broken, what should I do?

The two archers wanted to cry without tears.

"No matter what, I will say Yang Quan is missing."

"It's back, Yang Quan is back."

Yang Quan came back, but he was taken back.

This man was unlucky enough to meet a group of aborigines. The horse was stunned by a stick, and the man came over.

"Yang Zhizhou was captured ..."

Damn it!

Yang Quan was caught alive, which is a trouble.

Yang Quan was brought over, and the young man asked in Da Song dialect: "Which official? Say, don't talk about chopping you off with a knife."

Yang Quan said desperately: "Some is Yang Quan in Zhisizhou Zhizhou, let go and give you money back."

"Ha ha ha ha! Zhizhou? Ha ha ha ha!"

The young people laughed, and the natives laughed.

Zhizhou is a great official, and the fame of the tribe will be louder when he returns.

"There are those big cars, let's see."

The Song people all fled, leaving behind the big cars.

The young man rushed down first, he inserted a knife into the sack, and when he pulled it out, the rice flowed on the cart ...

The fat pig was tied to the cart, and an aborigine walked behind the fat pig, reached out and patted his butt, feeling that the trembling was all fat oil.

Boom!

The fat pig was stunned, and as soon as he struggled, he actually struggled from the cart, and then turned around and ran.

The natives were caught off guard by the fat pig and fell to the ground.

"Grab it!"

A fat pig ran wildly in the convoy, causing those fat pigs to howl and struggle, and then all of them broke and tied up.

The natives were in chaos.

Just to the side, Tang Ren suppressed himself and said: "Someone cut most of the rope before he left, and he could escape with only a few struggles. This time they were disrupted by fat pigs ... Brothers.

He pulled out his long knife and shouted, "Surround the past, remember, abandon the knife and knelt down without killing ..."

"Kill!"

Thousands of Song Jun rushed out from both sides at once, and the natives who were rounding up the fat pigs were stunned.

"The fat pigs escape together ... this ... this is a trap!" A native wrinkle with the deepest wrinkles suddenly shouted: "We're fooled, go back, go back immediately!"

More than one hundred Songjun cavalry are approaching at a rapid speed, and according to the distance, they will intercept before the natives enter the forest.

The young man panicked and shouted: "Run! Run!"

He is the son of the leader, and it is he who led the looting this time.

This was his first time leading the team, but he met the shameless Tang Ren.

The natives started to flee, but most of them carried things.

Someone packed a bag of rice, some hugged a sheep, some carried an empty sack ...

In the scene, the cavalry rushed over in the wolf.

The old man with the deepest wrinkles shouted: "Stop! We will be broken up, stop, use their Zhizhou to block!"

This is a good idea ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yang Quan was pushed to the forefront, looking helplessly at the cavalry rushing in.

Tang Ren, you beast ...

Tang Ren was behind, seeing the cavalry arming the natives, he could n’t help but laugh from the sky, “How about this strategy? The predecessors had a fire bull array, what is this called? Hahahaha!

He laughed proudly, and there was a flattering official on the edge: "Tang Qianju, you are a fat pig to disperse the natives, it should be called a fat pig formation."

Fucking name!

Tang Ren felt that he would be named for this fat pig's youth history, a funny name.

He passed with a black face, the natives had gathered together, and put Yang Quan on the front.

"Tang Qian governs ..."

Yang Quan shivered: "What should I do? What should I do?"

The long knife on his neck was cold, and the native with the knife was breathing heavily, and a warm breath was sprayed on his back neck, like blood flowing.

Tang Ren came out smiling.

"Bros!"

"in!"

The great Song generals responded in unison, Tang Ren said with a black line: "Someone is talking about the native brothers."

Several natives who understood the Songs of the Song Dynasty were stunned.

When did we become brothers?

Tang Ren smiled very kindly. He tried hard to think of Shen An's original smile.

Very warm!

Will these natives feel it?

He smiled and said: "Our ancestors are all together, you know? They are brothers. They lived together thousands of years ago. But then our ancestors went to the Central Plains ... and then they were mixed ..."

The natives are interpreting, and these words make them confused.

Thousands of years ago, our ancestors were brothers?

"Later we mixed in the Central Plains, but we have not forgotten you, brothers, today somebody came with the affectionate friendship of the official family of the Song Dynasty ... to take you down the mountain for a good day!"

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