On the eighth day of the first lunar month, it was close to noon.

When the scorching sun shines down from the sky, there is silence on the mountain path.

The marks of a large number of people were now clearly imprinted on the mountain road, wooden baskets, shoes, clothes, packages, flags, and even large and small wooden furniture, the footprints of people and all kinds of cattle scattered and stretched out in a disorderly manner, suppressing the grass and cluttering the shrubs, and when the mountain wind blew slightly from the shade of the trees, the rags flew up in the air.

Two figures came out of the shade of the trees, looked at each other for a while, and then gestured to each other and walked towards the valley, checking the direction of the crowd.

The wind stopped, and the bodies of the two men were exposed to the sunlight, and they could clearly see that each of them had a sword on his body, one of them carrying a bow behind his back, and the other with a crossbow behind his back. Due to the hot weather, both of them were wearing single clothes, but even so, the clothes on their bodies seemed to be quite pieced together, and only from the seemingly agile hands, they looked a little like hunters in the mountains.

Naturally, they are not Orions.

The fragmentary remnants of the scene in the valley are due to the fugitives left by the fugitives after the Hangzhou military disaster, and due to the large number of people and the lack of sufficient order, it is actually very simple to identify the general direction. One of them walked forward, while the other searched for something among the clutter of grass and discarded debris, occasionally leaning over to pick it up and throw it away.

When the man in front of him went up the mountainside and looked ahead in the sun, the man in the grass suddenly noticed something, and suddenly leaned over to pick it up and look at it, and wiped it on his sleeve. Not far away, his companion looked back from the hillside as he saw the trail ahead, and the man waved his hand and raised what he was doing, and in the sunlight it looked like a precious chain of beads.

The man waved his hand and leaned over the grass again, but after a little more searching, he found nothing of value. He stood up and looked at his companion as he was approaching, and suddenly, his body shook, and an arrow stabbed diagonally into his chest, his tail feathers trembling in the air, and in the harsh sunlight in front of him, his companion swooped out, and another arrow turned into a black shadow...... It was the most obscure picture he had ever seen.

The man in the valley with the bead chain shook a few times and fell, and in the grass, another figure got up and fled quickly. Another arrow was fired, and in the woods on one side, two figures rushed out, running and stretching their bows. Then another arrow slashed through the man's side, bringing out a streak of blood.

The fleeing man turned back and ran into the woods, where one of the two chased after him. The other ran to the corpse in the valley, and he turned it over, and then carefully broke the fingers of the corpse, took out the chain of beads, looked left and right, searched the corpse again, found some pieces of silver, and cursed it, and then rummaged through the grass and bushes beside it, and so that he could find a few feet away, and returned to his companion who had chased him into the woods. The two of them looked at the bead chain together, and then they also surveyed the valley for a while, and seemed to find two more valuable artifacts before disappearing in the other direction.

Soon after, under the scorching sun, a black figure appeared at the mouth of this valley. The crowd walked towards this side, and there was not much order, and the first few people rode horses, and the people behind were all on foot. At first, some people held the banner weakly, the larger one had the word "Fang" written on it, proving that this was an army that revolted with Fangla, and the smaller banner looked a little varied, like what "powerful", "Lu" and the like.

The clothes of these people are not regular, but most of them are wrapped in dirty red cloth on their heads, some people are tired of walking, so they take off the red cloth to wipe their sweat, each person carries one or two weapons, all kinds of things, swords, swords, halberds, but there are also a lot of hoes and rakes, most of them have no morale, to say that they are bandits, then probably only a few of them have the courage of the legendary bandits, most of them give people the feeling that they are just peasants, there are emaciated, dragging weapons under the scorching sun, sweating, and weak. Compared with the gang of bandits under Fang La who had been chaotically killing people in Hangzhou City that Ning Yi had seen, these people were far from comparable.

100, 200, 300...... The people in front entered the valley, and the procession behind them stretched out of the valley. They apparently followed the traces of the escape, and the first few people on horseback looked at the traces in the valley, pointing and pointing to each other, and when the rear team walked over, they subconsciously kicked into the grass and rummaged for a while, and then they were pushed and shoved forward by their companions in the rear, and when the valley was halfway through, the person in front turned around and pointed his horsewhip to the woods on the side, and some people went into the woods. …,

In a moment, there was a sudden shouting in the woods, and the shouts suddenly soared to the highest level, as if thousands of people were hiding in the woods and pouring out. The black and oppressive team in the valley was a little panicked for a moment, but some shouted, some commanded, the men on the horses drew their long-handled weapons, and those who could have bows and arrows in the ranks also took their bows and aimed them at the woods. The first to escape in embarrassment was the companion who had entered the woods before, and then, the black crowd poured out, the costumes were also varied, it seemed shabby, the headscarf on the head was earthy yellow, and many people were condescending to this side with bows, and surprisingly, the group of people who rushed out of the woods, the main banner they were holding was also a "square" word, but on the rest of the secondary flags, the words "Si" and "Yao" were written.

The man led by Gu Zhong held a big knife, raised the weapon in his hand in front of the team at this time, and made a move to appease his subordinates behind him, he looked at the people above and was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Yao Yi, what are you doing, we have no grudges in the past, no hatred in the near future, and we are all on the order of the Buddha Shuai to go north, you dare to ambush me here?" ”

The crowd in the forest surged for a while, and in a moment, a group of people separated from the crowd, and the leader was thin and thin, with a slightly pointed chin, looking up at the bottom, making a gesture of contempt, and then pointed to the flag on the side: "Ambush you Lu Sheath, Lao Tzu really wants to ambush you don't fight this flag at all, you are dead now"

Yao Yi's voice was also a little sharp, and while he said, he waved his hand and jumped: "Lao Tzu won't kill you and me Yao Yi today, righteousness comes first."

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