Song Beiyun

"There is Lao San in charge."

The third cat stooped and walked forward in a dignified manner, but not long after he left, Hu Laosan raised his eyes, and several of his subordinates followed immediately.

"It seems that Brother Hu is somewhat worried about that reckless man."

"Isn't that the same for brother Zhou? That reckless man has been making trouble with us all day long, but he thought of us for such a good thing. I have doubts in my heart."

"Extremely extreme." Tuesday Mao laughed: "If he really dares to cheat us, he might not be able to hold on to these two groups of people."

"I didn't intend to let him eat and live. Could it be that brother Zhou can still let him take the big head?"

"Oh?" Mao on Tuesday chuckled, "Why did Brother Hu say that?"

"Brother, ask the question knowingly."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two looked at each other and laughed, and at this moment, the third master had come in front of Song Beiyun, and said in a low voice, "Master Hou, I have led those people into the mountain stream."

"Very good." Xiao Song nodded and said, "But do you know that you have been followed?"

After all, a secret agent from the imperial city came over carrying a dying man who had been shot in the neck by an arrow. The third master took a look and found that it was the man standing next to Hu Laosan just now.

"It seems that they are going to be black and black, and they don't trust you at all. Today, if there is a caravan or not, they are probably going to attack your village."

The third master was taken aback, but Song Beiyun's face didn't change much. He just stood there holding an umbrella, holding a map in his hand, and after careful comparison, he said, "It's not good for them to ride horses in the mountains, but the weather is bad." , it’s hard to catch them all.”

"This matter is left to our brothers. Our brothers have no other abilities. The hunting in the mountains is very good."

Xiao Song glanced at him, laughed, and said to the people next to him: "Go, get a hundred strong bows, and share them with them."

Hearing this, the third master's eyes lit up. He was envious of their strong bow early in the morning. Although he had never seen such a bow before, it was very good both in terms of workmanship and strength.

One hundred strong bows were handed to the third master, and he quickly set them up and equipped them for the brothers who are proficient in archery. When did those bandits see such equipment, and they all hold the bows in their hands. It's a treasure. Yes, it’s like a god’s help to try to shoot an arrow. After careful study, I found that this bow is so powerful that the bow body in the middle is made of a combination of thin steel wires, which is full of elasticity and durable.

Looking at the clusters of steel wires that are slightly thicker than the poles of the dog's tail grass, the bandits all lamented the ingenuity.

"Okay, take your people and go hunting in the mountains."

The third master nodded, and stretched out his hand to call: "Brothers, Lord Hou has spoken, if you let one go today, don't blame the elder brother for being rude."

All the bandits promised one after another, but Song Beiyun just stood there with his hands behind his back: "Let's get started."

With an order, the people around dispersed into the mountains in a team. Song Beiyun looked up at the misty sky, turned to Han Ji and said, "Didn't you just want to ask if these bandits are reliable?"

Han Ji nodded.

"Humans have an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages." Xiao Song said softly: "At this time, what smart people have to do is to express themselves desperately, and give them a good position after Zhao'an."

Han Ji asked curiously: "But Lord Hou, what are you going to do with these mobs?"

"It's for you." Xiao Song put his arm on Han Ji's shoulder: "This group of people will be the staff of the first service station in the Qinling Mountains and the people who maintain order. Think about it, if the people in the Qinling Mountains After building a road, will the caravan leave?"

"It will definitely go. The road will turn back and forth. If you cross this mountain directly, you can save ten days. It's okay in winter, but you must go this way in summer. Otherwise, every day you delay, the food and goods on the road will become corrupt. Big problem."

"Isn't it too much to charge each caravan a tax of [-]%?"

"Eight per cent...very low."

"Less say 5000 million coins in circulation in the next year, how much will you draw?"

"40 guan!" Han Ji's eyes lit up at that moment: "This is more profitable than robbery!"

Xiao Song reached out and squeezed Han Ji's butt: "Do you understand now?"

"Master Hou, please respect yourself..." Han Ji hid to the side. Although she didn't move much, she still avoided Song Gou's clutches: "Please don't be frivolous."

"There is no one here, and there will be no missing pieces of meat." Xiao Song handed the umbrella to Han Ji: "Let's go, go ahead and have a look, they should be fighting soon."

And in the mountain stream in front, the two teams of horse thieves immediately became vigilant when they saw that the third leader had not returned for a long time, and their subordinates had no news. They looked at each other and immediately made the right decision-retreat.

But just as they were about to turn around and leave, suddenly a crossbow arrow pierced through the mist, nailed a horse thief, and passed through his body immediately. The man reacted for a while before falling to the ground howling and rolling .

When the two thieves saw it, they couldn't help shouting. The head of the surname Hu bent down to pick up the crossbow and took a look at it, and immediately shouted and cursed: "Damn it, you are a big negotiator! Brothers, run!"

The most distinctive thing between Ouchi goods and ordinary goods is that there will be a printed number on each bow and crossbow arrow, and the year, month, and day of the letter to Ouchi was supervised by a certain person.

This thing is not something that ordinary troops can equip. It doesn’t mean that big internal goods are much better than ordinary goods. After all, killing people is a one-shot. The key is the person who makes this thing...

If you think about it with your ass, you know who is qualified to use this thing. Even if you haven't seen it, you should have heard of it. Is it something that a mere horse thief can handle?

So running was the most correct way at this time, but as soon as they started to escape, a group of arrows rained head-on on their way of retreat, and then saw the emperor's servant in light armor breaking through the fog with a light hammer.

All of a sudden, there was a sudden shout of killing in the valley, and this group of royal servants was particularly enthusiastic, because Song Beiyun and Song Houye said that a bandit's ears are worth ten pennies, and ten pennies are their salary for more than half a month. You have to train badly for this money, and you can get it today by chopping up horse thieves, isn't that crazy?

Not only that, Han Ji also said that the one who kills the most thieves will be rewarded, and those young people who have just joined the imperial servants are full of blood, loyal, and regard honor as their life.Who doesn't like this kind of fame and fortune?

On the contrary, those old fritters from the Song Huangcheng Division were lazy, sniping and spanking.Although the efficiency is not low, it does not have the passion of the imperial servants.

The sound of fighting in the valley startled the birds, and the mountains and plains felt like scattered people. Some people ran fast, and soon got out of the range of the fighting, but before they were happy, an arrow would suddenly fly out of the grass Throw them on or a trap and lift them straight into the air.

When Xiao Song arrived, he only saw horse thieves who had lost their combat power all over the place. They were either pierced by crossbows, or had bows and arrows stuck on their bodies, or their ribs were smashed to pieces by a light hammer. It's all over the place.

If Xiao Song hadn't been on the battlefield, it would be really hard to believe that there would be such a huge difference between all cold weapons. , physical fitness, tactical thinking, etc. have been completely crushed.

Along the way, it seemed that one imperial attendant was injured because he ran too fast, stepped on the air and twisted his foot. When Han Ji passed by that person, he looked at him and made Xiao Song laugh.

As for the secret agents, veterans of the Imperial City Department, they are not active in the war, and when they see Mr. Song arrives, they are very capable of running over to show off.

"Did I not tell you that the cash rewards are doubled because you have no rewards?"

With one sentence from Xiao Song, the group of soldiers collapsed, and the leader slapped his thigh and said, "It's over..."

Xiao Song didn't have anything to say to comfort these bastards for beating their feet and chests. It's just their own fault.

"If you dare to kill me and take credit for it." Xiao Song suddenly turned his head and pointed at those sneaky things: "Don't blame me for being rude."

One sentence extinguished the fire in the hearts of these villains. If others say so, these old you sticks don't care, but this master is the absolute king of old you sticks, and he really can't beat him...

But at this time, Zhou and Hu have not been arrested yet. They are old horse thieves with sufficient experience. People, the secret agents of the Imperial City Secretary were paddling again, so they finally ran out after going through all kinds of hardships.

"Hurry up and go back and say hello to the people around you, saying that the old man has betrayed him and cast himself in the imperial court!"

But just when they were about to separate and escape, they just passed a mountain pass, and saw a dozen people sitting on the side of the road. They couldn't distinguish their faces in the mist and rain, but they could just see that they were sitting there idling and swinging short knives in their hands.

"Hey, brothers." One of them also saw the two horse thieves: "I'm here for business."

"How many?"

"Seven or eight."

"Seven or eight, I'm too lazy to do it."

"You are stupid, Master Hou let us stay here, can you still treat us badly?" One of the spies stood up: "Work, when the time comes, go to Master Hou to claim credit."

Zhou and Hu also saw them. Seeing that they were not many in number, the two horse bandit chiefs looked at each other, and they looked at each other with evil spirits.

"Hey, come to the door by yourself." A spy flicked the dagger in his hand: "I don't even ask, I'm famous in Song Dynasty! Brothers, get ready!"

Before he even had time to count his moves, heart-piercing screams came from the exit of the mountain road.

This group of old fritters never kills. They have been tortured for a long time, and they know how to torture people the most.

But this is not good news for those horse thieves. It is simply that the hanged ghost met the parading Yasha Lang, and he lost completely in the fierce competition...

"Yes, yes, another stab at the elbow, pinch the tendon of the hand and twitch."

There was an older spy who was guiding the younger generation who didn't quite understand: "This is my unique skill. When my father killed pigs, I figured it out while watching."

The younger generation twitched as he said, and there was an extremely miserable howl resounding in the mountain.

The howling attracted Song Beiyun. He slowly patrolled here, and saw that the pervert under him was torturing a horse thief who fell on the ground. He shook his head slightly, and glanced back at the heads of these people Son, the boss felt guilty after seeing this, and quickly stepped forward and shouted:

"Goofy thing, what are you doing!"

Chapter 598: On March 3, five years, the corpses were hidden in the rainy mountains, and the heroes were buried in the misty rain

No matter how tough a guy is under the hands of Huang Chengsi, Song Beiyun didn't pay attention to it because the scene was too cruel. Anyway, this group of people is more or less psychologically abnormal. This is undeniable, after all Anyone who walks in the shadows all year round is unlikely to have the smell of sunshine.

Of course, because they were too lazy, two of them ran away, but they were too lazy to pursue them through the mud, so they let them go.

So when counting the important leaders, the captain of the Imperial City Division found that there were a few less, so he rushed up and slapped each of them.

"That's all." Xiao Song waved his hand: "You guys have been with me for the longest time, and I will turn a blind eye to some things, but if there is a next time."

Halfway through what he said, when the people below heard it, their hearts skipped a beat, and they immediately knelt down in front of him in unison.The smiling soldiers just now were gone, replaced by elite old spies with serious faces.

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, if you can let a person run away, you will kill my head!"

The captain looked back at the bastards behind him in resentment, got up and rushed into the misty rain with the gang of intimidated subordinates.

"You bastards! You bastards!" As he walked forward, the captain shouted loudly: "You still think you are fooling around in the capital? You dare to mess with grandpa at a time like this, I'm afraid you are really dying. "

In the past, Bingyouzi must be glib, but now they really dare not, because it is the most terrifying when Song Houye speaks in an understatement tone. They have been with Song Houye for some years, and they know that if he scolds It's the safest thing to be foaming at the mouth, but this kind of calmness is dangerous, if you say it with a smile... I'm afraid they won't dare to close their eyes even dreaming tonight.

"If you can't find it, you're really in big trouble. Give me all your energy, do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

The people below scattered in the forest following the captain's tactical gestures, and Zhou Mao, who thought he had escaped at this moment, finally escaped from the terrifying mountain and came to a hidden place outside the mountain to rest for a while.

He was so frightened that he didn't even have the guts to turn around, because those people were really like evil spirits just now.Seeing the expressions of those people, it was the same as when he led people to ransack the village, killing people just for fun.

Just for fun.

He had always thought of himself as a villain, but now he suddenly remembered the truth that villains have their own ways, and his heart was full of astonishment and horror.

After resting for a while, he heard the sound of searching not far away, and he hid in the grass without even thinking about it, not even daring to breathe.

After waiting for a long time, when there was no more sound outside, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he got up from the grass, and sat on the ground as if he was exhausted.

And at this moment, he raised his head subconsciously, and happened to find a person sitting on the branch of a big tree not far in front of him. This person was as petite as a woman, with a red face and white teeth, and a smile on his face, looking at him and smiling.

This should be placed in the walled city, who wouldn't be delighted to see such a little lady?But what is this place?This is an inaccessible wilderness, and suddenly such a suspicious girl appears, either a pursuer or a monster.

"Woman, if you let the villain go, I will give you whatever you want."

The man on the tree jumped down, walked slowly in front of him, turned sideways and showed his waist card. When Zhou Mao saw the words "Da Nei Walking" written on the waist card, his pupils dilated, and his whole body All the strength was vented, as if half of it had been emptied.

"Will you come with me by yourself, or will I beat you to death and take you away?"

When Mao heard this on Tuesday, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Please forgive me, my lord. If you let me go, I will wash my hands in a golden basin after I go back, and all my property will be given to you, my lord!"

Xiaoyu walked forward slowly, and just as he approached a certain range, Zhou Mao suddenly jumped up, the dagger in his hand shone coldly in the mist, and came straight to Xiaoyu's face.

It was too late and then it was too late, Xiao Yu raised the short knife in his hand, raised the knife and dropped it, only heard a scream, this week Zhou Mao's dagger was cut off with half of his palm.

Xiaoyu slowly withdrew the knife, his face didn't even change his expression, he just stepped forward, ignored the howling Zhou Mao's struggle, grabbed his hair and dragged him away.

No one would have imagined that such a great force could burst out from his small body. Although Zhou Mao is not considered strong this week, he is still a grown man of [-] kg. It's easy to grasp, but Xiaoyu drags him like a dead dog, effortlessly.

After dragging for more than three miles, Zhou Mao no longer struggled that day, and his back and thighs had already been scratched by gravel and tree branches on the ground, making him bloody and bloody. In addition to the injuries on his hands, half of his life was gone now, and his three souls were gone. After losing Qipo, he has already lost the strength to struggle.

"Little fish, you are my great benefactor!"

When the captain of the Imperial City Division saw Xiaoyu, he had a flattering smile on his face: "Xiaoyu, I kneel down for you, hehe..."

Xiaoyu kicked him out, and threw the Tuesday hair in front of him with a cold face: "If there is another time, I will just wait for you to dispose of the waste."

The captain rolled around on the ground, then quickly got up again: "Brother said... what he said... There is no one better than brother in the world, I went to Chang'an to treat you to a big drink. "

"Take someone, get out."

"Yes yes yes... let's get out."

Finally, all the horse thieves were collected, a total of 490 three people, 75 people died on the spot, 310 people did not survive afterwards, and [-] people survived.

After being identified by the three leaders, the two bandit leaders were all arrested, and then they were asked to take these people to the big pit that had been dug for several days.

Only now did the bandits in Zhaoan realize what the purpose of this big pit was. Even though they were the ones who licked blood with the blades, they felt hairy after knowing the pit.

"Third master, is this Lord Song a Shura? Really... buried all?"

"Stop gossiping." The third family carefully looked around: "If you let me hear you, will you pay it back? I told you not to go to the brothel all the time, even if it is to listen to books. This Song Hou is not just Shura... ..."

Before they brought the man to the deep pit, they first threw the dead man into it, and when they started doing this, the horse thieves finally realized it, but now their hands and feet are bound and there is no resistance room for.

All these people can do is yell and cry, but there is no room for the rest.

Those bandits in Zhao'an had never done such a thing before, and they were all at a loss as they stood there.

"What are you doing? What are you doing in a daze?"

At this time the captain came over and shouted arrogantly, and then kicked the horse thief who scolded the loudest into the deep pit.