Arrows flew, but Shen An was unaware.

The two township soldiers' faces changed a lot, they just wanted to call, but it was too late.

Shen An looked at the front with a smile, not assured that his kindness came with a cavalry in the distance.

A long knife appeared quietly, and it was accurately blocked by the arrow.

Ding!

The arrow fell to the ground, and the long knife withdrew.

Wen Xiaozhong appeared like a ghost.

He was dressed like a country soldier, and at the moment he looked at the left side and said coldly: "It's ridiculous to kill under some eyelids!"

There was a pothole twenty steps away on the left. A man had just stood up from the cave. With a long bow in his hand, seeing the failure of the first arrow, he took out the arrow again without hesitation ...

But he has no chance.

The horseshoes thundered, and the soldiers swarmed.

Huang Chun praised: "Lang Jun, you brought Wen Xiaozhong out this time, and it is really brilliant."

Shen An said faintly: "She Hui Naxiu said that she was entrusted with the dream by the first teacher, saying that this battle is dangerous, and it really is."

Last time She Hui said this, Shen An knew something nonsense, but she still brought Wen Xiaobiao before she set off.

Whether such things are true or false, it is better to be prepared.

I thought he was someone who could wear a steel plate on his body for safety and was stabbed ... Isn't that a joke?

Huang Chun proudly said: "Lang Jun, you let someone take the medicine. Somebody sprinkled on the drinking bowl of the two old guys by the time of drinking, and then stared at them to drink. What medicine is that?"

Huang Chun had drunk a lot of alcohol before, but the two old warriors were quite dissatisfied, but they didn't know that they had been drugged.

"Nothing ..." Shen An smiled, he certainly can't say, otherwise there will be a sudden constipation of the courtier in the future, Huang Chun they will think of today's medicine.

The seed over there greeted him and asked, "Duke Guo, how about the divination?"

Shen An said: "Be prepared ... In addition, search this piece of grassland."

The assassins over there had been trampled into mud, and the angry villagers were searching around.

"Someone was assassinated!" Zhong Ye burst into rage and shouted: "Find out the rats and drag them to death with war horses!"

"There is one here!"

"There are also here!"

Someone suddenly appeared in the distance, and then ran away.

"Catch up and live!"

"Don't dare to assassinate Lang Jun, drag them to death!"

The **** smell gradually came out.

...

Borot and others galloped all the way. Later that night, a cavalry came back and told him: "When I waited, the Song people had left."

Bo Luote sneered: "Sure enough, he is alert, otherwise he won, Song Huang is afraid of chaos."

Unexpectedly, the Plastic Flower Brothers were preparing to win Shen An, but failed.

Life is such a melancholy.

The two old warriors had changed clothes from Daliao at the moment, and they looked very decent. It is said that only the dignitaries of Daliao were eligible to wear such gorgeous clothes.

They were sitting at the upper wind, in front of a bonfire, and a whole sheep was spitting oil.

Bo Luote respectfully said: "Song people seem to refuse to let us get Zhongjing Road."

These two old men are the wise men among the aborigines and one of the leaders.

One of the old people said quietly: "Song people want to solve their opponents on the grassland once and for all. The Yan Guogong probably means ... Song people will only give us Beijing Road, but Beijing Road is not enough!"

His eyes were bright: "We will become stronger and stronger. Shangjing Road is just a small lake, and what we want is a big river!"

Another old man sneered: "Shen An is a great general of the Song Dynasty, killing him, the Northern Expedition of the Song people will cast a shadow."

Boluo characteristically, "So ... can that archer be sure?"

The old man proudly said: "His archery ... has never been missed, in addition, not just one person."

Bo Luote was happy, "How many?"

The old man reserved: "Although Shen An will go back the old way, but the war horse is only a few dozen steps, so this time we have prepared more than one hundred archers, be sure to leave him on the grassland."

Another old man smiled and said, "You should pay attention to that the Song people's victory over the Liao people, every time Shen An is there, that is to say, on the Song people's side, he is the first-class general. The first-class was damaged before the war. General, the morale of Song Jun will fall. "

Someone asked: "But if the Song people blame us, what should we do? Then the army will attack."

The old man caressed and said proudly: "What are you afraid of? If so, we will take the tribe to the Liao people. Once Yelu Hongji learns that Shen An died in our hands, he will be crazy, ecstatic, and will reward us . Then let them go to life and death, we just watch the lively behind. "

The old man on the edge said, "Someone said that the Queen of Yelu Hongji and Shen An were somewhat unclear. For this reason, he killed a lot of internal attendants. This can be seen as true. So we can attack and retreat, No worries? "

Borot admired: "It really is a good plan!"

Wise men are like this, always looking at you with wise eyes.

Borot was bathed in wise eyes, and one of them suddenly changed.

"Huh!" An old man clutched his abdomen and frowned: "It's going to be pulled!"

He got up and went to the side, suddenly a fart.

"Hey……"

The man hurriedly took off his pants, then squatted there and began to pull.

There was a crackling noise and the smell came.

The roasted lamb was not fragrant, and everyone hurried away.

Another old man frowned: "You pull away."

The old man moaned, "Can't help it!"

"Move over!" The old man got up and tried to avoid it, and then stood up, covering his stomach, "Tummy hurts!"

He stopped as soon as he stepped, and then squatted in situ.

The bonfire was right in front of me, and the roasted sheep was pouring oil, which was very fragrant.

The crowd watched dumbfounded as the two wise men competed for diarrhea.

"What did you eat?"

Wise people eat naturally different from everyone. For example, they carry the best wine, which is exclusive.

But diarrhea has to be restrained. Those people start to sit down and eat. After the ears are full of sound, they can't talk.

So hundreds of people stood there, silently watching the dignified leaders and wise men of the two tribes diarrhea.

"No," someone said, "I have never seen such a tragic life in my life."

Yes!

The two have never stopped from the beginning to the present.

"Pull it down again, fearing that the intestines will be pulled out."

Borrot felt something was wrong, but he did not bring Lang Lang with him this time.

"This is ... this is ... medicine!"

A wise man pulled and pulled, so fell down.

The other man who could not pull it in front of the fire could not bear it anymore. The two men used to support him. He gasped: "Drink! Drink!"

I go!

This is all like this, even thinking about drinking?

Sure enough to be a warrior!

Even if it is old, it is still unambiguous!

The prairie man respects the warrior most, and some people get his wine bag.

Pulling the collapsed old man said while pulling, "Go ... Go!"

The man was sullen, didn't he want to drink?

The old man looked at Borrot, "Borot ..."

Borrot came to squat down.

"Borot, wine ... when drinking ... that man ..."

Borot remembered the matter, "The man drunk and sprinkled on you."

The old man nodded, "Medicine! Medicine!"

Borot said blankly: "At that time was the drug dispensed?"

Someone said, "What medicine can kill people?"

Yes!

Everyone has experienced diarrhea. If you want to die, you have to pull it for at least a few days.

But of the two wise men, the first one was only exhaled but not inhaled. If someone else was standing in front of him, he would fall here.

"Medicine!" The old man shook his head. "It's medicine!"

Borot remembered what Shen An had said earlier when he talked to himself, "Shen An is a monk. The track number is medicine, you mean ..."

"medicine……"

The old man closed his eyes slowly, still puffing under him.

No one has ever seen such a terrible diarrhea. In a short time, it has caused a person to pull countless ...

After pulling countless numbers, it was just dead.

Lying!

This one……

Both old men went, and Borot personally touched his heart and shook his head.

"puff!"

Diarrhea is still going on.

"This is the devil!"

Someone shook his head and said, "This is not something human should have!"

Borrot turned and looked into the distance. "It was Shen An. It was just after we laid a trap for him. He also gave us medicine. No, it was medicine for them."

What medicine is this?

Borot felt noisy in his head.

"They are warriors." He said in a deep voice: "They and Shen An both died."

This is to unify the caliber, otherwise go back and say?

Are they diarrhea?

Who believes this?

But in the blue sky, above the head, no, the west-slanting sun shone, and the two tribal wise men went like this.

"Scary!" A man lowered his head. "Shen An even had such a means. If it were to deal with us, wouldn't it ..."

A group of people were all dead, terrible to think about.

"The key is that he looked at Xiao Yin Yin, but secretly instructed people to poison!"

"But he is definitely dead under our ambush ~ lightnovelpub.net ~"

"Yes!"

The atmosphere is more relaxed, and for dilemma, it is quite cost-effective to exchange two wise men for Shen An's life.

"Go inquire about the news!" Borot said: "If Shen An died, then the Song People's Beizheng would be lively."

He grinned, "My good brother, let's see you in the afterlife."

Someone went quickly.

Night fell, and after burning the two wise men, Borot slept tiredly.

He experienced too much on this day, from secret calculation to Shen An, to being calculated, everything made him feel that it was the best and simplest to fight.

The sound of a horseshoe suddenly moved from far to near, and Borot got up, rubbing his cheek hard, and asked, "But is he dead?"

"All of our people have been strangled to death!"

Boro features the head, "Worth!"

As long as Shen An can be killed, these sacrifices are worth it.

"Song Jun has an ambush there, let's bump into it ..."

More than a hundred when I went, two people came back.

"Can Song Jun be sad?" Borot felt that things were not good.

"No, they are still laughing. Be proud."

Boom!

Borrot fell.

Lost!

Shen An has been prepared from the beginning, he should have thought of it long ago.

Since Shen An dared to poison, he would naturally guard against their ambush.

But those **** archers can he hide?

This unscientific!

In the night, Borot was choking.

This was a fiasco. He was confident and ready to kill his good brother, but he was poisoned to death by two leaders.

The key is that the ambitions of the soothing people have been exposed. They have no choice but to fight the Song people or have to fight the Liao people.

There is a third way to join forces with the Liao people.

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