Folding wings

Changliang Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, with deep mountains and dense forests. At this time, it is gradually turning golden and deep red in the thick shade. It is already an autumn scene. Mo Jihan stands on the roof of the cottage and looks far away. This is the best scene. If it drags on any longer, the mountains will be blocked by heavy snow, making it impossible to move on.

He was watching intently, when a few people jumped behind him, "General, everything has been arranged." Mo Jihan nodded, "Thank you, let's start." That person should be ready to leave, Mo Jihan Han stopped him, "Hold on, there is one more thing. Now that the location of Dazhai has been figured out, let's find a few smart people to watch for some movement. Ran Ada must have already got the news, and there must be a response, so keep an eye on it." some."

In the depths of Changliang Mountain, there is a cliff reaching into the clouds. The bottom of the wall is a continuous slope, which has been excavated manually, and many fortifications have been built to surround the well-arranged buildings inside. It is a cottage that occupies a large area. The scale of the city is already some, although it can't be called impregnable, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In that Dazhai, the biggest place is the "Juyong Hall", inside it is full of flames, and people are sitting around the hall one after another, at a glance, there are dozens of people.When those people were seated, a big man with bare arms stepped forward and beat a big drum placed in front of the hall. The sound of the drum was deep and heavy, and after three beeps he shouted, "Please, sir!" Immediately, someone spread the sound far away. Go, actually also made the imposing manner full ten.

Accompanied by the beat of the drum, a man came striding over, holding a purple gold nine-ringed broadsword in his hand, his clothes were only half covered, revealing half of his body's gnarled muscles, and a big tiger was tattooed on his arm, in the shape of stepping on rocks and howling mountains, extremely majestic .

The person who came was Jean Ada. He was not tall, but he was very strong and ordinary-looking. If he was just a butcher, he would be just an ordinary villager.However, now that he has become the leader of the bandits, he may have killed many people, and he is full of blood and looks very fierce, which is actually an unforgettable fear at a glance.

When everyone saw him coming, they all stood up and saluted, and they all called him: "The boss."

Jean Ada didn't even look at them, he just strode forward and walked towards the only grand master's chair in the middle of the hall. The head rests under the chair, which is almost as wide as the chair. It seems that such a chair was specially made for the tiger skin.

Jean Arda walked over a few steps, stood the sword beside the chair, and waited for the chair to settle down, then made a "sit" gesture, and the people below sat back.

Jean Ada glanced around, saw the sudden silence down below, and was very satisfied, so he said, "Everyone," his voice was very loud, and it didn't seem that he deliberately rang through the lobby, and there was a faint echo, which shows the foundation of internal strength Also very solid.No one dared to speak casually, they all quietly listened to him.

"Everyone must have heard the news that the imperial court is going to suppress the bandits. Although there has been no movement or further news, please don't relax. After all, it will be winter soon. Since the imperial court said that it will It is impossible to return without success after we have been suppressed, and there must be a fight before the heavy snow seals the mountain. Everyone will go back and prepare, and pass a message to the small villages under our subordinates."

Those who sat down all said yes, Jean Ada stared at them with a pair of cruel eyes, and smiled, "But everyone, don't be too nervous, this battle is not new, we also want to let them die for nothing this time." return!"

The people below also immediately shouted, "We must make them return without success!"

After a while, Ran Ada waved his hand to signal them to calm down, and said: "The situation is urgent this time, so I won't leave you here to play around, and I will go down with Ah Wu to get some supplies, which is also my kindness." It’s over this time, come to my place again, let’s celebrate!”

Everyone thanked one after another, and one by one bid farewell to the boss, and then went down.

But as soon as the people left, the smile on Jean Valda's mouth disappeared, and he took a big knife and strode back to his residence. As soon as he opened the door, he asked, "What's the news?"

The people kneeling below trembled and did not dare to look up, "Master Hui, I haven't found any news. Now the camp is guarded like an iron bucket, and no news can be found out. The two who managed to sneak in will not be able to find out within two days." I found out that I was thrown out, and I lost even my face. The new general didn’t even show his face, whether he was round or flat...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground, and before he could utter the words of begging for mercy, he was decapitated before he could yell, and his head was kicked far away by Jean Valda, "It's useless." thing!"

Hearing soft crying from inside, he wiped the blood on his face casually, and shouted impatiently: "Cry!" He kicked the screen that was blocking it with his foot, and without closing the door, he came within a few steps Reaching out to the bed curtain, he stretched out his hand and tore off the bed curtain, grabbed the bound woman inside, and said, "I'll kill you."

The woman's cry spread far away, and two people hurried over with their heads down, wrapped the corpse on the ground hastily, one dragged it out, and the other took a bucket to scrub the ground.Ran Ada committed violence not far away without any cover, but the one on this side didn't dare to lift his head, and didn't dare to leave without wiping the ground. Deaf.

When the woman's voice faded away, he finally finished brushing, and fled like flying with a bucket in his hand.

The author has something to say:

I can’t write meat because of the plot, but I stewed a Jisan meat, and the CP is Gai Cang, so I wish my friends a happy holiday~~~~ Jisan meat is placed in the new pit, welcome everyone go join us