"Master, you can't do this. Those people kill without blinking." Huang Dazhi refused to leave and said anxiously.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to hide and seek help with those people.

Huang Dayong also jumped off the war horse at this time, and Huang Dayong also jumped down. Huang Dayong said, "Dazhi, take this horse with you, hurry up, be sure to get away."

Next, it became funny. Huang Daquan, the youngest, refused to leave, and jumped off the horse and said, "Brother Dazhi, if you bring this horse again, you can ride three horses faster."

The four teenagers, both wise and brave, are the oldest at fifteen-year-old Huang Dazhi. Huang Dayong believes that he is the first to follow the head of the family and should be the first to enter the door.

However, Huang Dazhi was quite convincing. He not only emphasized that he was the oldest, the most powerful, and the highest in size, but also emphasized that their four names were the idiom "wisdom and courage", and that Huang Dazhi was of course the eldest brother.

Although Huang Dayong was not convinced, he had no choice. He did not honestly call Brother Huang Dayi, but called him his name or Dazhi.

Huang Dashuang couldn't figure out his birthday, nor did he know if he was younger than Huang Dayong.

He felt that he was slightly higher than Huang Daquan, who was born in the year, month and day, so he became the third brother in accordance with the idiom "wisdom and courage", and honestly called Huang Dayong, Huang Dayong, Brother Dayong, Brother Dayong, Brother Dayong.

Huang Yi jumped off the horse to use the mountains to deal with the other party, because he found that there were several large stones in this hill that could be hidden, and there were also many bushes that could be run around.

On such a rocky slope, he couldn't gallop, and Huang Yi didn't think about fighting with the other party. He followed the principle of not offending me, and I wouldn't offend others.

If you fight, you won’t be afraid, because Huang Yi clearly knows the protection of bulletproof vests, puncture-proof suits, tactical helmets, goggles, and bows and arrows. He will never be able to shoot himself to death.

I am afraid that the cavalry will come directly to rush and kill.

With slope buffering and hidden behind large stones, the cavalry cannot hit the velocity. Huang Yi believes that if the crossbow is suppressed by long-range attacks, he can at least protect himself.

The risk is that the number of enemies exceeds the total number of crossbow arrows. Even if each crossbow arrow is shot, it can make a horse thief lose its combat effectiveness and cannot win completely.

However, the horse thief could not know the specific situation. He guessed that one or two of them were shot by a crossbow arrow and did not dare to approach him rashly.

As long as we delay time and persevere until Hedanbatel comes with the knights of the tribe, it will be the turn of those horse thieves to be chased into heaven and earth!

Seeing that the three teenagers refused to leave, Huang Yi was anxious and said loudly:

"If a man is cut off, he will break. Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are in vain. You all get on the horse and run back quickly. Stay here and you will die."

Huang Dayong handed the reins of the horse to Huang Dayi and whipped a horse whip on the butt of the horse being ridden by Huang Dayi, saying, "Don't stand there, hurry up and go back and report the message!"

The horse ran away, Huang Dazhi no longer hesitated, turned around and shouted: "Master, you must hide it, and you must wait until the young man brings people!"

"Don't worry, I can't ride a horse, but the rest are all fine. What can a few horse thieves do to me in a short while?"

Huang Dazhi didn't take Huang Yi's words seriously. He knew that the longer the time, the more dangerous it was. There were three horses to transfer, so there was no need to save horsepower.

Huang Dazhi immediately entered a state of galloping horses.

Huang Yi looked at Huang Dazhi's back and said, "Dazhi's riding skills are no less than those of Mongolian knights!"

Huang Daquan said: "Brother Dazhi is also very accurate in shooting archery!"

Huang Dayong said unconvincedly: "Master, the young one is actually the best riding skills."

"Well! Your riding skills are good, but it may not be better than Dazhi. The accuracy of the archery head is definitely far inferior to his."

"Young people must study hard and practice hard, and must be the first."

"Okay, have backbone!"

The south slope of the hill bag is a bit steep and the war horses don't come. The dozen rushing horses must walk around in front of the hill bag, or dismount and lead the horses to walk.

The three young men left behind all had weapons, Huang Daquan and Huang Dashuang all carried three guns on their backs, Huang Dayong had Mongolian scimitars and bows and arrows.

These are all Huang Yi's seizures, from two knights shot by Huang Yi. So far, Huang Yi doesn't know who was killed.

Huang Dazhi, who went back to report the news, had the same weapon as Huang Dayong. He was able to bend his bow and arrow while galloping in the war horse, but his strength and accuracy were far inferior to that of the young and middle-aged Mongolian knights.

This doesn't matter. Huang Yi has reason to believe that after being able to fill his stomach every day, after practicing hard for three or five months, Huang Dazhi is a knight who is good at shooting.

Huang Yi knew in his heart that the only way to gain a foothold in troubled times is to rely on force.

Therefore, the captured weapons were distributed on the day after the four teenagers were collected. Huang Dazhi and Huang Dayong were taller and stronger, so they obtained bows and arrows and Mongolian scimitars.

In fact, it is easier to practice shooting guns than to practice archery.

The Mongolians with solid skills were accurate and fierce when riding a horse to charge, and they could break iron armor within fifty or sixty steps.

But if the gun is thrown out, it will disappear. If the enemy cannot be shot, it will become the enemy's weapon and back-projection.

The advantage is that it costs almost no cost when practicing, just effort.

Huang Yi had only six guns, and he was distributed to Huang Daquan and Huang Dashuang, who had no bows and arrows, and had only short swords in Mongolian scimitars, because guns could not only be thrown, but also used as short spears to assassinate at close range.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. In the past, these children did not have weapons, but now they have a knife in their hands. They are not afraid of it even following Huang Yi, the legendary warrior.

They are not afraid, Huang Yi is afraid!

He had witnessed the Mongols' riding and shooting with his own eyes. Although the arrow shot in the chest from close range failed to penetrate the bulletproof vest, the huge impact force still left a piece of bruise on his chest. He still couldn't press it until now, and it hurts as soon as he pressed it.

The three children had no defense. With their thin bodies, they were shot at close range and were shot to the opposite end.

Huang Yi reminded: "You three remember, all of you hide behind this big stone, and you are not allowed to run away or show your body."

Huang Dayong said: "Master, the young one is not afraid of death, the young one wants to help you beat horse thieves."

Huang Daquan and Huang Dashuang were unwilling to fall behind and said, "Master, the young one is not afraid of death."

There was no time to talk nonsense at this time, Huang Yi scolded: "Hide it all for me. If anyone is exposed and is seen by a horse thief, I will not want him after I go back, and I will send him wherever I come from."

This was effective, and the three teenagers looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.

Huang Yi saw the teenagers curled up obediently behind the stone before running towards a huge rock not far ahead.

At this time, the group of horse thieves had already come around. Huang Yi saw it with real eyes. There were twelve people and seventeen war horses there.

Horse thieves seem to be very smart, or are smart on their own.

They saw one man running with three horses, and immediately nine knights chased after him with only five spare horses.

The horse thieves should be preparing to take the method of changing horses and galloping.

Judging from the past experience of horse thieves, it must be very important to gather all the horses to escape after encountering them. Often, they can ask for a large amount of ransom when they catch this person.

Or if all the horses are gathered to carry the most valuable items, at least there will be a lot of gold, silver and treasures.

The reason these three horse thieves stayed to deal with the rest was because their companions unloaded some supplies from the horse and put them on their horses.

Their horses were loaded with dozens of kilograms, which was not conducive to chasing.

It is impossible for horse thieves to break their heads and think that the most important figure among these people is a riding rookie. If they can't run away, they can only choose to deal with each other on the spot and wait for rescue.

So being smart will kill people!

The horse thief divided two groups of people, one group went to chase Huang Dazhi, and the other group came here, and Huang Yi suddenly laughed.

He thought to himself: "What do three people want to do when they go to my side?"

At this time, Huang Yi realized that he would not be beaten by more than a dozen people, and he had the case of successfully shooting two Mongolian knights. The terrain here is more favorable, and it should not be too difficult to deal with three enemies.

He didn't know what the other party was going to do, so he didn't think about taking the initiative.

Because he knew the power of the steel crossbow, even if he shot someone's thigh, it would cause huge damage, and it would most likely cause disability.

Huang Yi's modern people's thinking is still there, and he has never had any grievances or grudges. How could he ruin others from the beginning?

So Huang Yi didn't care whether the person came to understand or not, and shouted loudly: "We just came out to hunt, we had no money or food, and we didn't even have horses. Don't mess with me!"

The three people who were approaching on horseback actually heard it, and strangely it seemed that they understood it.

One of them stopped his horse and asked, "Han people? Are you Han people?"

Hey! The other party replied, it was actually in Chinese, with a weird accent, but it could be understood.

Huang Yi was overjoyed. He didn't mind whether the other party was a horse thief. If he could, he would even be willing to become a horse thief.

Because he knew that in the chaotic times in the late Ming Dynasty, the most impossible thing to do was good people.

The good people are in tragedy. They are either exploited by corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry to sell their children and daughters, or they are eaten by bandits as "two-legged sheep" and beaten by Jiannu and Tartars as "grass valley".

The whole of Sichuan is about to be killed, and the Qing Dynasty's Huguang filling Sichuan is an example.

Even the beautiful Jiangnan is still dark, leaving your hair without any head. Ten days in Yangzhou, three massacres in Jiading, and eighty-one days in Jiangyin...

Alas! Instead of being a slave or a "two-legged sheep", why not be a horse thief?

He raised his voice and replied, "We are Han people, and Han people do not attack Han people."

"I am also a Han Chinese. If I don't kill Han Chinese, you can speak out!"

Huang Yi was still dozens of meters away from the three men, so he was not afraid of being shot with an arrow. In order to express his sincerity to not hit the Han people, he stood up and exposed his upper body.

"Hahaha……"

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh!"
Chapter completed!