Dongtang Mountain is located in the south of Ziwu Valley in the Qinling Mountains. There is a Tang River winding at the foot of the mountain. If merchants do not go through Ziwu Valley, Dongtang Mountain is the nearest channel connecting southern Zhejiang and Ningshan Prefecture. The Dongtang Mountain Valley winds for dozens of times.

Here, Dongtang Mountain planted crops along both sides of the river, but they all relied on the weather. As Dongtang Mountain became more and more powerful, it was no longer satisfied with occupying only one of Tang River's main roads. Compared with the land route, the waterway was

In words, it is still nearly 60% less.

A year ago, the boss of Dongtangshan fought with the Qingshan Gang, trying to occupy Ziwu Valley and swallow up the Qingshan Gang. However, Hezhang was too brave and was obviously defeated. Hezhang knocked Zhao Litao off his horse with one punch and won in one go.

In one battle, killing one thousand enemies will cost you eight hundred. Half a year ago, the Qingshan Gang was captured by Zhang Jiye. Half of the 3,000 refugees became the elite of the Qingshan Gang. Now the strength is about 4,000, including their family members.

More than six thousand people.

"How many people are we here this time?" A man stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the dark mountains in the distance.

"Two thousand people are enough..." Zhao Litao looked around with hawk-like eyes, extremely vigilant.

He was able to reach the third position in Dongtang Mountain. In addition to his excellent martial arts skills, he was also unique in his choice of fighter planes. He saw the right time to break out of the Ningshan Prefecture's several encirclement and suppression campaigns. Although he suffered losses, he did not

The foundation was shaken, but a battle with the Qingshan Gang resulted in a lot of losses. It took more than a year to recover. I originally planned to make plans, but unexpectedly saw Xu Ning at night.

After midnight, Jiang Ning did not arrive at the agreed place, and was most likely trapped in the Qingshan Gang. Xu Ning quickly headed towards Dongtang Mountain, a hundred miles away.

Zhao Litao and Xu Ning both studied under Grand Master Lan Qingyu in Luoyang. Although they were both outer disciples, they were still considered brothers. Zhao Litao was so angry that he fell in love with a beauty, which got him into a lawsuit.

After returning to the capital, Luocao arrived here. After several twists and turns, he arrived at Dongtangshan and followed Goldman Sachs.

The appearance of Xu Ning made Zhao Litao feel more cordial. The two of them exchanged glasses and drank and chatted happily. When they heard about Xu Ning's experience, they also sighed with emotion.

Detained, this trip is to say goodbye to Zhao Litao, ask him to take care of his mother at home, and give him a thousand taels of silver, and tomorrow he will go to the Qingshan Gang to rescue people.

How could Zhao Litao let his senior brother act like this? He immediately found Goldman Sachs and Yang Xinhe, who were determined to rescue people. When the two heard this, they were a little hesitant. However, it was Zhao Litao who charged into the battle time and time again, and Dongtangshan became what it is today.

, standing outside the door were a group of brothers who had been with Zhao Litao through life and death. They were all dissatisfied with the behavior of the two heads. In desperation, they had no choice but to agree to Zhao Litao bringing two thousand troops to rescue people. He also said that he could only save people.

Don't love fighting.

The two of them marched one day, and it was already evening when they arrived at Ziwu Valley. They repaired in the first half of the night, and after midnight they started cooking, and their horses picked their bells and walked quietly, waiting for dawn.

At this moment, the two of them were standing on the top of the mountain, with the mountain wind blowing, and they were particularly sober.

"Two thousand people, I didn't expect that my junior brother would be so righteous, but he would be squeezed out. Alas..." Xu Ning sighed, feeling deeply sorry for Zhao Litao: "With my junior brother's cultivation, why not... just repay the kindness of a drop of water with a spring...

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Zhao Litao smiled bitterly: "A group of brothers have followed me through life and death. Several times, they have lost opportunities because of their timidity and indecisiveness. If I were that kind of treacherous person, I would have killed both of them long ago.

Jianghu, I can't help myself."

Xu Ning frowned, wondering how Jiang Ning was doing now...

On the second day, after being scolded by Zhang Shouye, He Zhang no longer thought about when Jiang Ning would be killed, but he had no patience for Jiang Ning.

Zhang Shouye stood on the second floor, looking at the cottage at his feet. Suddenly something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He also knew that Jiang Ning would be a scourge sooner or later and would not be able to stay, but it was a pity to kill him now. This man's talent and courage

It has already surpassed everyone he knows. It would be great if he could keep it for his own use. He didn't want to take action unless it was absolutely necessary. The people who inquired about the information had already been released, and Jiang Ning's details would be known tomorrow.

"kill……"

Suddenly, the sound of killing was loud in the village. The sound of weapons clashing was mixed with the crackling sound of torches setting fire to the house. The horses' hooves were hurried and the sound was getting closer.

"The second boss is in trouble..."

A man rushed into the door, holding a simple knife in his hand, his right arm dripping with blood, and said in a panic: "It's not good... Dongtangshan..."

Zhang Shouye suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbed the armor beside him and put it on his body: "Dongtangshan? Damn, where is the whistle? Why didn't you find it?"

"The whistle has been wiped off...by the time I found out, it was already...in front of the door..."

Zhang Shouye picked up his sword and rushed out of the door.

Fires had already broken out in the village, and people from the Qingshan Gang and Dongtangshan were already fighting together. Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and screams could be heard endlessly. However, they saw a man holding a hook gun, dodging left and right, and in the blink of an eye, three people were flying.

People, heading towards the cell.

"Jiang Ning?" This is the first name that pops up in Zhang Shouye's mind. Who is this person?

"Bang..." A muffled sound came from a distance, and the man turned over and fell to the ground. The horse under his crotch neighed, knelt down with his front hooves forward, and fell heavily.

"Who are you?" He Zhang held a steel gun and stopped the visitor.

Xu Ning settled down and stood up, but did not answer. He came forward with a gun. He Zhang did not show any weakness. The muscles on his arms bulged out, and he fought with Xu Ning.

Both of them use marksmanship. One is a famous master and has a hook, sickle and spear passed down from his ancestors. The other is the king of the mountain. He has been on the battlefield for many years. His spear is like a dragon in the cold light. Ten moves have been made in the blink of an eye.

With a click of a hook and a sweep, He Zhang took three steps back to resolve the crisis. The tiger's mouth on his right hand was already numb. Although he had no brute force in his body, he was beaten by Xu Ning's lightning-fast marksmanship and could only parry.

Xu Ning hid his power in the gun. Every time he struck, the internal power would be transmitted along the gun body. This seemingly inconspicuous hook and sickle gun was made from nature, forcing Hezhang into chaos. Hezhang was born in the green forest, and his marksmanship was outstanding.

It was a way of opening and closing, but Xu Ning defeated the ten groups with one force, and his marksmanship was much higher than that of He Zhang. In the blink of an eye, He Zhang was forced back to the square in the courtyard.

"Don't panic, they don't have enough people. Brothers, follow me and kill them out..." Zhang Jiye shouted, raised his knife and headed towards Dongtangshan's camp. He raised the knife and lowered it, killing three people in a row, and another

Give a loud shout.

Hezhang's hands shook, he clenched the steel gun tightly, and shouted: "How dare you make a mistake with only a thousand men and horses? Brothers, follow me and kill all these bastards... and flatten the damn Dongtang Mountain..."

Everyone was furious when they saw Zhang Jiye. He Zhang avoided Xu Ning and rushed into the crowd. He also heard that there were only a thousand men and horses, and their combat power was four times as many. Four of them were enough to kill one. With one

With a fierce force, he blocked the attack forcefully.

Here He Zhang avoided Xu Ning, and Xu Ning did not go looking for him. After killing the three people, he shattered the iron chain on the cell door with one shot. Four good hands flashed out from behind and took Jiang Ning out.

"Brother Xu...Brother Jiang...take me..." Yang Heng begged for mercy, for fear that the two of them would leave him alone. If he had known that Jiang Ning was behind Dongtang Mountain, how could he dare to bet with Jiang Ning? He was still laughing just now.

Jiang Ning had a foolish dream, but now he was slapped in the face severely, but compared to being slapped in the face, he was still willing to live.

Jiang Ning turned around and said, "Is the bet still worth it?"

"Do the math..." Yang Heng was confused when he heard this: "Yang Heng has been working as a cow and a horse all his life, and he will do whatever he can..."
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