They went over to the bridge, got off the bridge, and turned along the dirt road to a scattered bush and weeds. In front of them was a large area of ​​abandoned fields, covered with thick sand and gravel.

Yang He's eyes sterned and saw a tall pile of salt rafters by the field. Sure enough, there were several people standing there. Judging from their behavior, they were obviously all from the army before.

Yang He counted and found that there were indeed seven people. At this time, they were talking about something beside the pile of salt rafters.

Yang He looked closely and found that the seven people seemed to be divided into two groups, one of which seemed to be three brothers. The leader was wearing a tie scarf, a long blue-red armor, a gunpowder-lead bag, a waist knife, and a knife on his waist.

He was holding a bird gun in his hand, and there was a gun sword under the muzzle guardrail, with a triangular shape, which was quite sharp, as if it was locked on it with bolts.

Seeing that this man was about twenty-four years old, he was steadily and listened to the sound, Yang He guessed that this was the man he had previously called "Ge Gong'er".

Two people stood beside him, both wearing folded scarves, one about twenty-one, two years old, the other twenty-two, three years old, with a red hat and military cap on the neck, a waist knife on his shoulder, and a firearm on his hands, and a gun sword on his firearm was also inlaid with guns and swords.

Yang He's eyes chilled slightly. The firearms in the hands of the two men looked like coercion guns and three-eyed guns, "Is this... a winged tiger gun?"

They were wearing short armor and also had gunpowder lead bags on their bodies. They looked a little similar to that of "Ge Gong'er". They might be the brothers of this bird gun soldier.

There were four people opposite them, two archers dressed up, one about twenty-three or four years old. When the sound was heard, it seemed like the "Hu Dalang", and the rest would be younger, both of them had waist knives and double insertions.

Another man seemed to be a sword and shield soldier, holding a leather shield in his hand and a javelin bag behind him, with six or seven sharp javelins inside.

The last man held a palladium in his hand and had an arrow pouch behind him, which contained some arrows, as if they were rockets.

Seeing that they were talking, it was the moving palladium hand that said, "Brother Xun, I will buy you another fifty rockets. Do you still have the goods?"

The "Brother Xun" is the firearm soldier who is about twenty-one and two years old. He is handsome and has a little shy expression. He said in embarrassment: "It is not easy to make rockets, and saltpeter is even harder to find. Brother Zeng, the price you pay is low."

The moving palladium hand smiled and said, "Brother has been tight recently, so what is the price?"

The "Brother Xun" was just in a dilemma. The twenty-two-three-year-old firearm soldier next to him looked rough and arrogant, and seemed to have a hot temper. He shouted: "I once met you, you are so rude. I know that you found a cellar in the abandoned village. The silver alone would cost dozens of taels, but I am here to spend my brother?"

The sturdy hand was not angry, but just smiled and said, "It's all brothers who work together in the same camp, so it's cheaper."

The "Ge Gong" suddenly said, "The price is 30% more. If you are willing, you will come to the temple in five days, and it will be fine if you don't."

He moved the palladium hand and said: "Trade."

They were talking when suddenly a sound of weeds beside them, and a black shadow rushed out of the shrubs and weeds and quickly fled to the edge of the fields.

Several people shouted in surprise at the same time: "There is a wolf."

They were about to move when a javelin suddenly shot out like lightning, with a sharp sound of wind.

But it was the sword and shield soldier. He was wearing a red hat and military cap and wearing a cloak. He didn't sound aloud, and he looked cold, but he was moving like a rabbit at this time.

"Swoosh!"

The javelin was extremely fast, and although the wolf ran very fast, it was still accurately shot by the javelin.

The javelin pierced through the wolf's head with a shrill howl. The wolf rolled to the ground and rolled on the deserted fields.

Yang He narrowed his eyes and said that this sword and shield soldier was very good at it.

...

Seeing that the wolf was gone, blood flowed from the wound, and his body twitched occasionally.

The sword and shield soldier strides over to pick up his own gains.

"My husband, that's our wolf."

Han Guan'er suddenly said.

"who?"

The seven soldiers over there suddenly turned around, and with a "wow", the "Ge Gong'er" and the three of them raised their bird guns and winged tiger guns in their hands. The two archers quickly took out their double inserts from their bodies.

The sword and shield soldier stopped, and the skin shield was raised in front of him, and a javelin had appeared in his right hand.

The sturdy hand took an arrow from the arrow bag behind him calmly.

In just an instant, all seven people were on guard.

Han Daxia glanced at Han Guan'er with a blame. Yang He shook his head at him. He rode his horse out, "stepped" and the sound of horse hooves.

Han Daxia and Han Guan'er hurriedly followed him. Han Guan'er pulled out his waist and looked alert. Han Daxia even took out his bow and put an arrow on it.

The guarded seven people were stunned when they saw the horse coming out. When they saw Yang He's eyes lit up and his expression suddenly relaxed.

Yang He stopped his horse not far from them and said lightly: "I am a student Yang He, who are you?"

Yang He clearly saw their expressions change, and the seven soldiers were all in awe. The faces of the "Ge Gong'er" and the firearms he was holding lowered unconsciously.

The momentum of the four soldiers next to him was also significantly shorter, and his vigilance was greatly weakened.

Seeing their expressions change, Yang He felt relieved. This scholar's identity was still effective. Han Daxia and his son looked proud on their faces. His leader was a scholar, and he was a scholar at a young age and was riding a horse.

Then the "Gei Gong'er" looked at each other and looked at Yang He for a while. Then he saw "Gei Gong'er" handing the bird gun in his hand to the thick-looking firearm soldier next to him. He clasped his fists solemnly and bowed to Yang He and said, "It turns out that it is Yang Gong, and the villain Zhang Chu is disrespectful."

He pointed to the two firearms next to him and said, "This is my brother Zhang Chujing and Zhang Chuxun."

Yang He pondered: "Zhang Chugong?"

When Zhang Chujing saw Zhang Chuxu's face, a strange expression appeared on Zhang Chuxu's face, obviously thinking about going somewhere else.

The soldiers next to him were also laughing, only Zhang Chugong looked a little embarrassed.

Yang He's expression remained unchanged and said lightly: "Those who respect and humbleness, who are respectful and respectful will go beyond the rules, go beyond the scope, and be different from others. When Zun named it back then, it had a profound meaning."

Zhang Chugong had an excited look on his face, and he kept saying, "Young Master said yes, that's the reason."

He saw Yang Hece on the horse, and the war horse was as red as fire. He wore a dark red cloak and a royal blue soft-footed head. He immediately had a strong bow and sabre. He looked around and spoke calmly, and his elegance was also heroic. His various demeanor and temperament were heartbreaking.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. This is a scholar, wise and majestic. It's a pity that none of my brothers have read books.

The soldiers next to him had put away their weapons, and were also admired. They were worthy of being scholars, so they would say.

Whenever he is given a congratulatory name, ordinary people only think of indecent things such as convenient and toilets, and thatched cottages, but he can tell a profound truth.

They also greeted Yang He. They claimed to have met with him with his stern hand, and the sword and shield hand called himself Chen Qiuao. There were also two young archers who seemed to be timid and afraid of seeing strangers. They always hid behind the elderly, but they also bowed with their fists and claimed that they were Hu Jue.
Chapter completed!