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Lei Bo is dead!

Castration, or castration, was a technical job in ancient times. If you are not careful, the castrator will not kill people. Lei Bo is even more miserable. The man's job is so painful that he can sweat coldly when he flicks his fingers. Now he is blasted with one arrow. Not to mention Lei Bo, even Lu Bu will suffer to death. Perhaps this metaphor is not appropriate, because it has nothing to do with the value of force.

Lei Bo ended up feeling painful.

When Lei Bo was in pain and rolling all over the ground, and the future bandits were in chaos, Ma Han rushed up and pulled Da Qiao, who was stunned, picked up the heavy door bolt by the door, and pushed forward with great force.

The more than ten bandits who had just rushed up the stairs and rushed into the gate felt a powerful force that was uncontrollable, and all fell into a rolling gourd. Kalala! He broke through the guardrail, pierced his hands and legs and fell down the bottom of the stairs.

Ma Han waved the two-meter door bolt weighing more than a hundred pounds, jumped back and forth, and fought left and right. More than a hundred thieves crowded on the narrow stairs on both sides, and contacted only seven or eight people on the front. As soon as he rushed up, he was hit by a mess of sticks; the other side took the opportunity to come, and before he could approach the gate, he was beaten by the overwhelming stick shadows of the fierce man who jumped back, his shield and halberd broke, and his face collapsed and his bones broke.

Ma Han held the door bolt in one hand and the shield in the other hand, and shot left and right, as light and fast as a leopard, as fierce as a tiger. He was full of sticks and shadows, and he kept the gate tightly, and no one could cross the line.

For a full half of a moment, Ma Han's door bolt was waving, and there were not a hundred or eighty thieves who were beaten to death, injured and broken. Le Jue, the deputy general of the thief army who had already heard the news, stood far away and was stunned. He knew how heavy the door bolt was, and he had waved for so long. Is this mud horse still a human? If he continues to fight like this, he doesn't know whether the other party will be exhausted. But his soldiers will definitely be scared.

"Get back, all of them! Don't let your head go up, everyone thinks they have long lives!" Le roared like thunder, "Shoot with an arrow! Shoot him to death!"

The order was passed down, and the bandits on the stairs, which were crowded like ants, were like a general amnesty. They coaxed them to retreat and ran away in the blink of an eye. In a hurry, many bandits were squeezed over by their companions and stepped on them. They broke their hands and feet.

Although Ma Han didn't hear Leju's roar, his experience in facing the enemy was so old that he knew a lot. As soon as he saw the enemy retreat, he immediately guessed what the enemy wanted to do next, and immediately threw the door bolt into the building, picked up a few spears, halberds, and squeezers, squeezers, and squeezers, squeezers, and squeezers, squeezers, and squeezers, squeezers, and squeezers, squeezers, and closed the two thick wooden doors left and right.

Just as the door bolt fell, the tick outside the house was endless, making people frightened. It was not difficult to imagine the door was covered with arrows.

Ma Han exhaled with a breath, his chest undulated. He slowly sat down on the door, looked at the two sisters like statues, grinned, and was about to say something. Suddenly, his eyes kept on, as if he had seen something interesting, and he smiled meaningfully at Da Qiao.

Da Qiao slowly lowered her head according to Ma Han's eyes, screamed suddenly, feeling ashamed, clamped her legs tightly, looking for her hat everywhere. After seeing this, she panickedly carried her skirt, ran over to pick up her hat and put it on.

Why are you so anxious? It's not to block your face, but to block your lower body. The arrow of Ma Han opened a hole in her hidden part. There was no such thing in the Han Dynasty. A woman had a skirt on her outside and had a "bearing" inside, which was just two cloth pockets blocking her front and back. She was shot through by an arrow, which was like opening her eyes. As she walked around, she could see everything clearly...

The gauze around Da Qiao's veil is long and accessible. Although it is translucent, it can barely cover it so that the spring scenery will not leak out.

Ma Han didn't see Da Qiao's murderous gaze. He raised a spear with his feet, raised his hand to catch it, and went forward to carefully check the soldiers who had been knocked down by him in the building one by one. He found that the one who was not dead and made up for another. The details determine success or failure. He didn't want to be conspired by an undead inner enemy from behind when he was concentrating on the enemy outside. Even if the plot failed, the two sisters Qiao, both young and old, would be enough for him to hold one of them hostage.

Da Qiao wanted to say something, but when he saw Ma Han's actions, he quickly turned around and didn't dare to look at it. After Ma Han cleaned up his hands, Da Qiao couldn't say it even if he asked questions.

Xiao Qiao looked out in the pane, constantly reporting the movements of the thieves: "There are more and more thieves, and there are more and more, inside and outside, and there are not one or two thousand people... They also used grain trucks to encircle the wooden building. Oh, it's not good, someone shoots rockets..."

Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk, the rocket was inserted into the exterior wall of the wooden building, but the arrow shafts were burned out, and there was no wisp of blue smoke from the wooden building. This is not surprising. It was raining so heavily just now, and it was wet everywhere, and it was only ignited.

Perhaps the repeated green smoke from the arrow shaft gave the thieves inspiration. Soon, they brought bundles of weeds and piled them on the north side of the wooden building. After lit, they piled weeds on wet branches and weeds. Soon, the smoke rolled.

It was almost early winter, and the wind blew from the northwest, and the rolling smoke quickly enveloped the wooden building.

Although the doors and windows of the wooden building are closed, there are always gaps. At first, the smoke did not enter much, but as time goes by, the smoke became thicker and thicker. If the space of the wooden building is not large enough, it would be enough. Erqiao had already coughed from time to time and his eyes kept crying.

Ma Han pointed to Qiao's dress, then pointed to the water tank at the corner of the building, and made a masked gesture. Er Qiao understood and cut off the hem of the dress with a short sword, ran to the water tank to dip it in, and covered her face separately.

Ma Han was peeking out of the crack in the door to see the enemy's situation. Suddenly, the fragrant wind filled his nose, and a soft body touched his white wrist stretched out, covering a wet lapel on his mouth and nose. Ma Han did not look back, and only Xiao Qiao could do this at this time.

Not far away, Da Qiao looked at this scene silently. He couldn't help but reach out to hold the hole in the skirt and clenched it tightly...

The smoke was filled with mist, the wooden building was looming, thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at it, hundreds of bows and arrows were quietly spreading. The spears and halberds were like hedgehogs, layers like forests.

Le didn't stare at it for a moment, held the hilt tightly, and kept shouting in his heart: "Come out, come out quickly! I want to see what kind of person you are, who can kill more than ten armored soldiers with bare hands; assassinate the main general in front of everyone; and use his own strength to block the attack of thousands of people. Come out! Let me see!"

The main reason why the bandit army did not, as Ma Han expected, was that after the death of the thief Lei Bo, the morale of the army was chaotic and the collapse of the anger was that Leju. Leju was the same as Lei Bo, and his qualifications and military positions were not inferior to Lei Bo. It was just because Chen Lan and Lei Bo were tied up by the bandit army, and Leju only became the deputy after Yuan Shu's death, but the people in the army were not inferior to Lei Bo at all, so he could immediately take over the command after Lei Bo's death and take all his troops in the name of revenge. He led all of Lei Bo's army to fight.

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"Huh! It's completely surrounded, I can't get out." Ma Han flipped his body, stretched out his long legs, leaned against the wooden wall, sat down, closed his eyes, moistening his eyes, which were sore by the smoke, and said to himself: "Today I have lost bad luck and miscalculated repeatedly. First, I was calculated by the sky. A heavy rain chased someone; now I was calculated by someone, I thought that Lei Bo would be defeated. The thief army would be defeated, so we took the opportunity to collapse. Unexpectedly... It seems that we have to kill another Lei."

"Aweng will send someone to save us. Sister, do you think so?" Xiao Qiao leaned against her sister, her eyes full of hope.

Da Qiao was speechless, his eyes shining through the veil, and he looked at Ma Han.

Ma Han said lightly: "You'd better pray that Qiaowu would not send troops. Le wouldn't have any chance of this. He would have ambushed. Didn't you see only more than a thousand people surrounding us? Where did the others go? If I expected it, Le would definitely withdraw the troops attacking Wancheng, set up an ambush wherever the water and land must pass, and whoever comes will die."

Xiao Qiao widened her eyes, hurriedly put her hands together in her chest, muttering something, and praying constantly, hoping that Ahon would not send anyone.

Ma Han originally wanted to say that with Liu Ye here, Qiao Gong would not make such a low-level mistake, but seeing that Xiao Qiao's pious appearance was so cute and interesting, she could do it.

Da Qiao whispered: "I didn't see any panic on your face. You won't imagine wielding weapons and killing the generals like that, right?"

Ma Han smiled bitterly: "Can panic move the incident in a good direction? If it cannot, it will make things worse, why should I panic? As for killing out, you think too much. Just now, I just occupied the favorable terrain and was condescending. Although the enemy troops were numerous, there were only seven or eight people in contact, so I had such a result. I dare to say that if I break out and jump out of the building and escape, and if I can't run out of ten steps, I will fall into the net of heaven and earth... Cough cough... Damn, let me catch the person who came up with this smoky and bad idea, and I will cut him alive!"

Xiao Qiao looked at him and wanted to laugh, but he started to choke and cough. The cough could be contagious. Soon, Da Qiao also coughed, and there were coughing sounds rising and falling in the building.

Ma Han coughed, suddenly grabbed the spear on the ground and stabbed the wooden wall with his backhand. A scream came from outside the wall. The spear retracted, and it was red.

Ma Han was shaped like the wind, holding a spear in one hand, leaping like flying, and assassinating from east to west, and assassinating from across the wall. Whenever spear is stabbed out, a scream or a muffled groan will come from outside the wall, and it will never fail. After eleven consecutive assassination, Ma Han glanced at his thumb, coughed hard a few times, paused the blunt spear, turned his head and gave Er Qiao a thumbs up: "Do it."

Erqiao was stunned and did not even look at what he meant. Next, Ma Han's actions puzzled them even more. Ma Han actually picked up the broken spears and halberds all over the ground, ran to the back of the wooden building, punched through a hole, drilled out, and disappeared.

Time passed by bit by bit, and Ma Han never appeared. Er Qiao fell into extreme anxiety and fear at this moment. The two sisters snuggled together, both body and mind were cold.

They tried hard to widen their eyes, staring at the hole without a moment, hoping that the figure with an extremely secure feeling would suddenly appear in the next moment. They were so nervous and highly focused that they completely ignored that the thief army would break into the door at any time.

Fortunately, the thief army did not appear, probably because they were scared by the miraculous assassination of the partition wall.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe only half a moment, but it feels like a century. None of the sisters dares to say the three words that represent despair: “He is gone.”

Xiao Qiao had already started sobbing, and Da Qiao's shoulders were also shaking. Just as the two sisters were about to collapse, smoke surged and one of them appeared.

Qiao Qi was shocked. The next moment, they were no longer willing to do anything, laughing with tears, like a swallow who threw themselves into their arms, hugging the man tightly.

After a while, Ma Han reluctantly let go of Erqiao, covered the wipes with his hands, took a deep breath, walked to the front of the door, pushed the heavy door bolt away with one palm, opened a door, poked out half of his body, lifted up the face towel, and shouted: "Uncle Chen! Take my bow! I want to cook skewers for these bastards! If you don't have it again, you'll change your name to Chen in the future!"

Le was drinking at the desk at this time. He was stunned when he heard the sound. He stopped at his mouth and looked around: "Whoever understands what he said?"

The follower Qiqi Ai Ai said: "It seems that there are some reinforcements?"

Le sneer disdainfully: "What reinforcements can break through our thousand troops' defenses? Did he crawl out from the ground or fall from the sky..."

Suddenly, a follower pointed to the distance and said tremblingly: "God... really, there are really reinforcements, reinforcements falling from the sky!"

Le looked closely and almost choked by the wine in the bowl. The follower was not dazzled. Through the rolling smoke, he faintly saw a figure falling from the sky.

Le Teng stood up, smashed the bowl with a slam, and roared in disbelief: "That's a steep cliff, how could it be coming down from there! Hell!"

A moment later, within the wooden building, Chen Dao and the general guards knelt down on one knee: "Report to the master, the twenty-seven guards, all of them are in place, and no one will fall behind!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!