Volume 2 Chapter 20 The Sorrow of the Thief Forbearance
"Boom, boom...... Woohoo ......"
"Uh...... Ah......h
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"Second brother, Wen Ding, it's up to you, I'll support you remotely, I have to move quickly, and I must go out of the city before the officers and soldiers from the other city gates rush over. Xiao Peng pulled the reins, neighed as soon as the horse got off, and gradually stopped galloping.
"Don't worry, leave it to us, Wending, be careful yourself. Hong Xiguan clenched the deadly throat gun in his hand, pulled the reins lightly, and lowered the horse's speed again.
Xiao Peng shot with all his might, but inevitably injured Hong Xiguan by mistake, and stopped firing multiple arrows, but one arrow after another kept shooting, the arrows were like beads, endless, and every time the bowstring sounded, a Qing soldier would fall.
"Kill ......"
When there was still a distance of three or four zhang from the array of officers and soldiers, Officer Hong Xi suddenly jumped up, and with the help of horsepower, he directly crossed the distance of three zhang and reached the top of the array of officers and soldiers, and shouted loudly, and the deadly throat gun in his hand, which was already more than two meters long, suddenly stretched again, reaching a length of four or five meters, and the head of the spear went straight into the shield of a soldier holding a shield, and after stabbing through the soldier, the body of Hong Xiguan's gun was shocked, and the shield was instantly torn apart.
Falling steadily to the ground, he withdrew the spear that stretched out, and restored it to about two meters, and at this time, the officers and soldiers finally rushed in front of Hong Xiguan, and more than 20 Qingbing-style spears stabbed at Hong Xiguan at the same time.
Hong Xiguan's eyes were fixed, the gun unfolded like a swimming dragon, his body followed the gun like a frightening dragon, the spear was uncertain, the duration was short, the gun shadow was heavy, none of the more than 20 spears could break through Hong Xiguan's gun shadow, and every time Hong Xiguan shot out, someone would be pierced through the throat, which can be described as a trick to chase the soul, the gun kills, a good life-killing throat gun.
Xiao Peng saw the ripples in his eyes, Hong Wending turned over and dismounted, and quickly joined the battle group, although the marksmanship was not as old and spicy as Hong Xiguan, but it was also a strict law, and the advance and retreat were orderly, plus he practiced marksmanship with Hong Xiguan for a long time, with tacit understanding, and with Xiao Peng's long-range support, the officers and soldiers who surrounded them soon suffered heavy casualties.
The deadly throat guns in the hands of Hong Xiguan's father and son are all made of stainless steel, and the blade of the spear is much longer than the ordinary spear, which can not only be used to stab, but also can be used to use tricks such as cutting, teasing, and chopping.
And as the so-called inch long and inch strong, the soldiers holding the Pu knife couldn't even get close to the bodies of Hong Xiguan's father and son, so they could only watch their spearmen and robes die one by one under the guns of Hong Xiguan's father and son.
Finally, when there were only 20 officers and soldiers left, they discovered the fact that they could not keep these anti-thieves on their own, but instead sent them to death in vain...... Belch...... Giggle...... "A chief had just spoken, and before he finished speaking, he was pierced through the throat by Xiao Peng.
In less than half a pillar of incense, more than 100 people died in only 20 or so, and even the last one has been killed, and they will only take a life in vain, they are not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they are willing to die meaningless and worthless, so the remaining officers and soldiers began to disperse.
Xiao Peng and Hong Xiguan did not chase and kill, and let them leave, "Let's go! If we delay any longer, I am afraid that reinforcements from officers and soldiers will come." Xiao Peng estimated that it took them about seven or eight minutes from the raid on the city gate to the killing of the officers and soldiers, even if the officers and soldiers of the other gates reacted slowly, they should have rushed over at this time.
Sure enough, when Hong Xiguan's father and son had just remounted their horses and galloped out of the city gate with Xiao Peng, there were shouts of officers and soldiers behind them, and this time, they also heard the sound of horses' hooves, there were cavalry in the city, but there would not be many of them.
In order to get rid of the pursuit of the officers and soldiers, Hong Xiguan repeated his old tricks, rode out of the horse for a few miles, and Xiao Peng Hong Wending dismounted, stabbed two horses in the buttocks, the horse was in pain, and with a neigh, he threw off his four hooves and galloped forward, but Hong Xiguan and Xiao Peng took Hong Wending to hide in the bushes on the side of the road, and only after the cavalry of the officers and soldiers followed the sound of the horse's hooves did they act again and go in another direction.
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Thirty miles south of Dengfeng County, Lijiazhuang, Donghua Town.
Now as long as there are officers and soldiers guarding and checking the places at the town level, Hong Xiguan's father and son and Xiao Peng have to go to these villages to replenish the dry food they need on the road.
So there was such a scene in the open space outside a restaurant in Lijiazhuang, a little boy of eight or nine years old stood motionless in the open space outside the restaurant, and a group of children of about the same age gathered around him and discussed.
"Hey, why is this guy motionless? like a piece of wood. ”
"yes! wouldn't be a fool!"
"We stoned him and saw that he could not move. ”
"Good. ”
Children, it was the time of lawlessness, so one by one they picked up stones on the ground and threw them at the child who stood still and stood like a benchmark.
"Bang...... Smack......"
Hong Wending let the stone fall on him, on his head, his fists were clenched, his front teeth were clenched, and he kept telling himself in his heart: "Don't make trouble, can't make trouble, I will endure it, I will endure ......it."
"Hey, what are you little devils doing? Be careful that I beat you up!" Xiao Peng and Hong Xiguan bought enough dry food, and when they walked out of the restaurant, they happened to see this scene, and Xiao Peng immediately shouted angrily.
"Oh, my lord is here, run. ”
"Haha, fool, you can't move when you are stoned. ”
The children ran away with a hula, Xiao Peng stepped forward in distress, brushed the ash from Hong Wending's forehead, and said, "Wending, they bullied you, why don't you fight back? You can beat them down with one hand!"
A warm current flowed into Hong Wending's heart, revealing a bright smile, and said, "Dad said that you can't cause trouble, and you have to endure it." ”
"I'm still ......" Xiao Peng couldn't cry or laugh, glanced at Hong Xiguan complainingly, and sighed: "Silly boy, even if you don't fight back, you can dodge, you can block it! Let you endure when you encounter trouble, not let you be bullied motionless!"
Hong Wending nodded stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Hong Xiguan. Seeing this, Hong Xiguan flashed a look of distress and guilt in his eyes, and said lightly: "Listen to your third uncle." ”
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Leaving Lijiazhuang, on the way to Majiazhuang, Xuanhua Town, at the foot of Songshan Mountain.
Xiao Peng was silent for a long time, but finally spoke, with a little resentment in his tone: "Second brother, do you see what you have taught Wending to be? Bear with it, endure it! We, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, should be happy and fearless, right? As a result, you see, he is now being bullied and he is not even moved." ”
Although Xiao Peng's words were very polite, Hong Xiguan was not half dissatisfied in his heart, the more Xiao Peng was like this, the more he could prove that he really cared about Wending and regarded Wending as his own child.
Hong Xiguan sighed lightly and said: "Third brother, why don't I want to take Wen Ding to live that kind of happy and enmity life, and do whatever I want? But reality does not allow it! We are now in crisis step by step, the whole world is the enemy, any slightest disturbance may lead to the encirclement and suppression of the government, you and I can still rely on our skills to get out repeatedly, what about Wen Ding? There are always times when I can't take care of him in the chaos of the army, I let him endure it, in fact, I am also protecting him!"
......Xiao Peng was silent, yes! I can't bear it, what can I do? Happiness and enmity are not easy! Happiness and enmity are just the patent of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and it is simply impossible for anti-thieves like them to be happy and enmity, and anti-thieves who are too high-profile will only die faster, and if they want to live for a long time, they must keep a low profile and must endure.
This is the sorrow of the thief.