On the fourth day, early in the morning, everyone gathered at Zhao Feng's house. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Feng stood at the front of the queue, looked around, and said, "Very good, we are here to defend our village and to repel the Yellow Turban thieves who came to attack. ”

After a pause, he continued: "According to the news that came in, more than half of the grain in our village has been robbed. Without food, even if we repel the Yellow Turban thieves, we will not be able to pay enough rent, and many of our fathers, villagers, relatives and friends will not be able to survive this winter without food. ”

Zhao Feng paused for a moment, then said in an accentuated tone: "What should we do?" ”

"We're going to kill the Yellow Turban Thief."

"We're going to get the food back."

"We're going to ......"

Zhao Feng listened to these young faces, roared loudly and interrupted, "Okay." We will definitely do it to kill the Yellow Turban Thief, and as for snatching back the food, we will wait and see when the time comes. ”

After a pause, he shouted loudly: "Remember, we are here to kill the Yellow Turban Thieves, not to fight hard, I want you all to come back alive, only if you live, you will have a chance to kill more Yellow Turban Thieves." Let's go. ”

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun took the lead, and the other fifteen brothers followed behind, five in a row.

Each person carried a wooden-rod iron-headed gun in his hand, a bow on his left shoulder, all of which were seven-bucket bows, a pot of arrows on his right shoulder, a pot of arrows with fifteen arrows missing, and a small package of fried chestnut rice tied to his waist, which could be eaten for about three days.

When Zhao Feng led people out of the village, there were very few people walking around the village, and most of them hid at home and did not go out.

It seems that the main goal of the Yellow Turban thieves this time was not to loot the surplus of the villagers' homes, but to target the large amount of unharvested grain in the farmland.

Zhao Feng led the people slowly in the direction of the remote farmland.

First, I am afraid of encountering the main force of the Yellow Turban Thieves, although there is the legendary Zhao Yun, it is estimated that Zhao Yun alone can kill one hundred and eighty Yellow Turban Thieves, but I have not seen it with my own eyes, in case it doesn't work, then play Dafa. So don't take the risk lightly.

The second is that even if Zhao Yun can kill one hundred and eighty Yellow Turban thieves, but he still has these brothers, the sword has no eyes, and it is unacceptable for Zhao Feng to die.

The third point is very important, it is necessary to slowly build up the confidence that you will win, and the confidence is being transformed into faith. Otherwise, if you suddenly encounter a team of 100 people, even if Zhao Feng and Zhao Yun are not afraid, the other friends will not be sure, and it is estimated that they will flee without turning around, which can be regarded as relatively elite.

So now Zhao Feng is taking people to the remote farmland, just to prepare to encounter some scattered yellow turban thieves.

Not long after, Zhao Feng found a group of yellow turban thieves, harvesting grain, about twenty or thirty people, five people were on guard next to them, and the others were harvesting grain.

The yellow turban thief is too easy to recognize, and if he wears a yellow scarf on his head, he must be a yellow turban thief.

Generally, normal people would not wear yellow scarves on their heads.

Zhao Feng led people to trot all the way.

Zhao Feng and the others had already been found on the opposite side, and then they began to gather people and began to rush towards Zhao Feng.

Seeing that the other party began to rush towards his side, Zhao Feng decisively ordered: "Stop advancing, prepare your bow and arrows, and prepare to shoot." ”

Soon, the Yellow Turban Thief was only eighty steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, and Zhao Feng decisively shouted: "Shoot." ”

A wave of sparse arrows missed, only two were shot, and the rest of the arrows were not that far away.

When the Yellow Turban Thief ran to a distance of sixty paces from Zhao Feng and the others, Zhao Feng and the others were also ready to shoot a second time, Zhao Feng shouted: "After shooting this volley, shoot freely, the enemy is fifteen steps away from us and ready to engage." ”

Two people were killed and one was shot to the end.

When the Yellow Turban Thief and the others were about fifty steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, they could hear the other party shouting loudly: "Speed up and rush over, and the opposite side is full of little ghosts who have not grown any hair." ”

Then I saw that the speed of the yellow turban thief really increased.

When the Yellow Turban Thief was still forty-seven steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, Zhao Yun shot an arrow, and one of them fell to the ground on the spot.

When the Yellow Turban Thief was forty-five steps away, Zhao Feng also shot an arrow, and Zhao Feng's rate of fire was two steps slower than Zhao Yun's. Immediately, one of the Yellow Turban thieves fell to the ground.

About forty-one years away, the friends almost all shot an arrow, and the even more sparse arrows flew over, this time two of the Yellow Turban thieves got up not long after they fell to the ground after being hit by the arrow, and three people continued to run forward after being hit by the arrow, only to see the arrow stuck in their bodies.

About thirty-four paces, Zhao Yun shot another arrow, which directly hit the head of the Yellow Turban Thief and died on the spot.

When he was about thirty paces, Zhao Feng also shot an arrow, and one person directly shot his head and fell to the ground and died.

About twenty-one years later, Zhao Yun shot another arrow, and one person fell directly to the ground and died.

Then everyone missed the arrows one after another, and everyone basically shot this wave, five people fell to the ground, two people got up again in the middle of the term, and the rest of the eight people were carrying arrows.

Zhao Feng estimated that his own people should not have a chance to shoot a round. shouted loudly: "Except for Zhao Yun, the rest of the people put down their bows and arrows and prepare to engage in close combat." ”

When the Yellow Turban Thief was fifteen steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, Zhao Feng also shot the last arrow at present, and he shot his head on the spot.

After shooting this arrow, Zhao Feng also put down his bow and arrow.

Then he took two steps forward with his brothers, and pointed their guns forward.

When the other party's yellow turban thief saw this formation, his momentum suddenly slowed down.

Although Zhao Feng and the others are small, as soon as this gun array is put out, it is still very imposing.

Probably the Yellow Turban Thief was still seven steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, and Zhao Yun's last arrow in this wave also shot out, directly killing one person.

After shooting the arrow, Zhao Yun also picked up the silver-white gun and rushed to the front of the team.

Zhao Feng saw that Zhao Yun had returned to the team, and the yellow turban thief was only a few steps away and was about to run over, and yelled: "Kill." ”

This wave of archery is still very useful. Zhao Feng directly shot two people, Zhao Yun directly shot three to death, and seven or eight people fell to the ground, and some were injured.

At least in terms of the comparison of numbers, Zhao Feng's side has already taken the advantage.

In a few moments, the two groups of people had already rushed together.

As soon as the battle began, Zhao Yun directly pierced a person with a shot, pulled out the gun, and the yellow turban thief died.

Zhao Feng fought five or six shots before he pierced the throat of a yellow turban thief with the tip of his gun, and Zhao Yun had already killed three more yellow turban thieves.

When Zhao Feng fought for more than a dozen shots before shooting a yellow turban thief, Zhao Yun had already killed four more yellow turban thieves.

It's just crushing.

At this time, none of the other friends had killed the Yellow Turban Thief.

The Yellow Turban Thief saw that nine people had died just after the battle, and his courage was broken, and he shouted loudly: "Run, run separately, there is no one on the other side." ”