MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 98 0: Fallen Grass Becomes a Bandit (Middle)【Ask for Monthly Ticket】

  Chapter 98 098: Fallen Grass Becomes a Bandit (2)【Ask for a monthly ticket】

   "...This is very wrong." The leader said.

  The subordinate asked: "Boss, what's wrong with this?"

Hearing the words, the leader glared at his unpromising subordinates, and said, "Is that thing on your neck just for display? You fought against them during the day and ate a lot of their meat, and they were killed at night. It is impossible to go down the mountain in the sleepy mountain, not to mention that we will come back, even if we don’t come back, the wild beasts and raptors are enough to drink a pot. Do you think it’s normal to sleep so deeply?”

  The subordinates heard the same reason.

  The leader glanced at the direction of Shen Tang's camp, and guessed: "There should be an ambush nearby, waiting for us to take the bait and die."

  The subordinate hesitated: "Then shall we still do it?"

  The leader let out a snort from the tip of his nose.

Disdainfully said: "I have come here, how can there be any reason to return empty-handed? An ambush can only be called an ambush when it is taken by surprise, and an ambush that is seen through is a joke. You, take six brothers and go from here, you and you, Bring ten brothers up from there...Lao Jiu and Lao Ma lead people...The rest follow behind!"

  He didn't choose everyone to rush in, but chose to disperse and surround. According to the news sent back by the subordinates, there are only forty or fifty caravan guards left in this group of caravan guards, and all of them are wounded.

  Under such disadvantages, they can only choose to gather limited forces and use the terrain to determine the direction of the sneak attack, that is, to concentrate force and set up an ambush on the mountain road on the side of the camp.

  A small number of people pretend to sleep and snore loudly, so as to reduce the vigilance of the enemy and make them relax. The rest lie in ambush, waiting for the target to appear, killing the enemy by surprise.

  To be on the safe side, the leader chose to disperse his forces and send multiple teams to disperse the attack—as long as he tries to find out the ambush position along the way, he can work together to surround and kill the camp guards instead.

  Under normal circumstances, the leader's method is effective, but the real situation is too different from what he thinks. The snoring in the camp was real snoring, those gangsters fought one after another for more than an hour, the only ambush—

  Shen Tang and Zhai Le squatted on the tree to feed the mosquitoes.

  Oh, no, only Shen Tang feeds the mosquitoes.

   Ambush their enemies, just two from beginning to end.

  Of course, the leader's method of dispersing the attack still caused them some trouble. Zhai Le, who was listening to the sound, frowned slightly, and communicated with Shen Tang in a low voice: "They chose to disperse their actions, which is not very good, we must move quickly..."

  If the bandits can gather in one place, they won’t miss if their arrows are not accurate enough, and Brother Shen won’t have to run back and forth to kill people with a sword.

   Now they are scattered, and it is more than a little bit more difficult to take down all the bandits in a short time with only two people.

  Shen Tang raised his head and took a sip of Dukang wine.

   "Don't panic." As he spoke, he wiped away the remaining alcohol at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "I, kill one person in ten steps!"

  Raising the sword, he jumped down the crown of the tree first, converging on the body of the sword, the momentum soared to the peak in an instant, and swung hard. The invisible and transparent sword energy bombarded the ground from top to bottom with a piercing explosion.

  Boom!

  The ground exploded, and several feet of sword marks lay across the bandits' feet.

  The way out was blocked, and the dust rose several feet high, like dark clouds covering the sky and the moon, blocking the moonlight. A white shadow broke through the dust and mist like a shooting star, and an almost substantive killing intent rushed towards his face.

  Everything happens in a flash.

  The leader was terrified.

"who is it!"

  He activated his martial courage, and a cross halberd appeared in his hand.

  The nearly ten-foot-long halberd pointed out through the air and hit the door directly, but was easily blocked by the long sword that seemed as thin as a cicada's wings.

  The tip of the gun collided with the body of the sword, and the majestic force shook the leader's tiger's mouth numb. This force also brought him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember it for a while. It wasn't until Shen Tang blocked the throats of a few bandit boys while dealing with him, and the sword body reflected the moonlight, that he suddenly remembered, and his pupils trembled.

   "It's actually you!"

   "It's me." Shen Tang was surprised at the beginning, after seeing the halberd clearly, the memory came like a tide, it was really a narrow road to the enemy, she sneered, "The visitor is a guest, why don't you stay!"

  The leader laughed back in anger: "Today is your death day!"

   "Really? You might as well widen your eyes and see who is the one who is at a disadvantage now!" Youcai likes to beep and speak harsh words, Shen Tang has only one attitude towards this kind of person—

   Go to hell!

  The leader felt cold when he heard the words.

  At this time, he noticed someone shooting a cold arrow from a high place.

   At least four at a time!

  Each arrow can hit the target accurately, and the night has not affected the performance of the archer. Some pierced through the eyebrows with precision and killed with one arrow. Some of them missed the vital points, but the force brought by the arrows was astonishingly great, easily passing through the human body and sinking into the mud.

  If that person fights again, the next arrow will be aimed at the head.

   Almost every breath someone fell under the cold arrow.

  The leader was shocked and appalled.

  What is tricky in the dark, is also troublesome on the bright side.

  He clearly remembered that this son was still under his command a few months ago, and was lucky enough to save his life, but this time he fought against him, but he couldn't help him. The latter obviously didn't pay attention to him. While dealing with his attack, he still had the energy to harvest the lives of other bandits.

Even though he danced with the nearly ten-foot long halberd so that the shadows of the spear were dense and watertight, whether it was a horizontal strike or a straight stab, Shen Tang still handled it with ease, and the tip of the spear didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. …deliberately, like a stroll in a garden.

  Where is there any shadow of being overwhelmed and fleeing in embarrassment?

   With only one person and one sword, together with the archers in the dark, more than a hundred of them were stopped here, unable to move an inch.

  Shen Tang seemed to see through his doubts.

  Huo Di bullied himself. The long halberd in the leader's hand was too long, and it was too late to return for help, so he immediately discarded the long halberd and turned it into a short blade.

In just a short moment, he squeezed the martial qi in the Dan Mansion to the limit, gathered the blade, and slashed a knife at a close distance. It was too late to dodge at such a short distance—according to his past experience, this knife qi could easily split a person in two Half!

  But the leader never expected—

  The saber air collided with the black and white literary air that appeared abruptly and intertwined into a cocoon, like waves hitting a reef, shattered completely, and the burst of air waves blows people several feet away. Shen Tang was unscathed, but he flew upside down and rolled around in circles for several times before stopping.

  The blood in the chest was surging, and another mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

  Shen Tang: "An accident?"

  Although her style of fighting with a sword is quite like a warrior, the Wenxin monogram on her waist silently shows everyone——

  She is a scribe!

  A scribe, how could he not know how to protect himself?

  Zhai Le squatted on the tree, did not miss the bright literary spirit for a moment, and pouted his mouth in grievance—he didn't forget what a certain brother Shen said, "don't play the support position", and he co-authored the brother Shen's literary heart.

  Shen Tang looked at the leader who couldn't even stand up, and was about to raise his sword to make a repair, and took the head, but the leader suddenly raised his hand and shouted with blood in his mouth.

   "Stop, I lost!"

  He brought more than a hundred people, more than 30 were killed and more than 30 were injured. The remaining dozens of people were in charge of coordinating, and they had already been killed by this scene, and they crawled and crawled in the opposite direction to escape for their lives.

   There is no suspense about the outcome.

  Shen Tang snorted coldly.

  He stopped as soon as he said, didn't he want to lose face?

  Shen Tang tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

  At this time—

   Not far away, there were screams one after another.

  She and the leader were both surprised.

  Which direction?

   Could it be the dozens of deserters who screamed in the accident?

  |ω｀)

   Sorry, this chapter is really stuck, and I am not satisfied with it after several revisions.

   In the next chapter, I will fix it again.

   PS: There is a surprise in the comment area, a wife touched the picture of Zhang Linfeng's little sister

   Really cute (*▽*)

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