Now there is really no way out. Fortunately, it is only the inner guards who come to support it, and the number is not very large. ([] ). Moreover, Lin Hongyi's troops occupied the mountain gate early, so it is not difficult to break out.

But if time is delayed and wait until the helmsman from other places comes to support it, it will be unstoppable.

"Sister Lin, what should we do?" Lan Fat and Huangmao were a little anxious. It was not a good idea to be attacked from both sides!

"Don't panic! There are not many enemies!" Liao Fan's arm just now had some color hanging, and Lin Hongyi was wrapping him with bandages. Looking at his sister who lowered her head and wrapped her bandages, he felt a sense of happiness in his heart but did not dare to show it.

He was actually very clear about the situation at this time. If the battle was not done quickly, the situation would turn sharply! But the weather was not good, and the fire was about to burn the house, but the sky suddenly became dark. The clouds were dense, the wind was gradually rising, and it was about to rain!

Lin Hongyi and others' hearts tightened suddenly, and they were so unlucky... If it started to rain...

But what you are afraid of is what you are afraid of, the heavy rain pours down, making everyone feel cool. The heavy rain saved the burning Beidou Villa, but it made the inner guard who came to support it.

These inner guards attacked from the bottom of the mountain, and the roads were muddy and difficult; the people guarding the mountain gate were all sharp from Jinjiang, with rich combat experience, and the condescending battles were particularly advantageous.

The inner guard suffered a great loss and had no choice but to temporarily entrench a small open space in front of the gate of the mountain. At this time, rocks rolled down the mountain and smashed a large area. They had to retreat and hide from a distance and scold.

The number of inner guards who came to support was only over 100, and there were nearly 300 people guarding the mountain gate on Pan Hongsheng's side, and the rest were transferred to besiege the villa on the mountain.

Although there were more than 600 people gathered outside the villa and almost couldn't be surrounded, they still couldn't catch them for a long time! Lin Hongyi and others were anxious: If you continue like this, wait until the nearby branch arrives, you probably won't even be able to leave!

Zhang Bowen called Pan Hongsheng, but Pan Hongsheng did not answer. Obviously he was rushing on the road and didn't care about answering. He hung up the phone and understood what he needed to stand up and do at this moment. In terms of ability, he was the best. If he didn't do anything to encourage morale at this time, he would turn around the situation. When the enemy arrived continuously, it would be dangerous.

In desperation, he picked up a sabre that his guard dropped from the ground, shouted and used the red energy to rush in!

Everyone was shocked by his bold actions, and then rushed forward together! Zhang Bowen held a wide slashing sword in his hand, and several consecutive slashings forced the guards to retreat several steps, while the other young men took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze into the yard! The yard was extremely narrow, and the gate was still solid by the guards who had sharp swords before. Zhang Bowen carried more than a dozen big swords and opened a gap, and immediately burst into the dam. People rushed into the narrow yard. At this time, everyone was crowded with people. Even if those sharp guards had the ability to be able to perform!

In this narrow environment, our guards only cut down a few people at the beginning, and then they were fighting with each other. The hilt of the saber was caught by countless hands. Under Zhang Bowen's leadership, everyone used their impact to force the guards to retreat continuously. Several of them were taken away by the weapons and killed by the sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining guards immediately retreated to the inner room, but they closed the door early and locked four of their own people outside! The guards were shocked and scared, and left the unfavorable melee sabre to pull out the knife on their waists and waved them to cover each other in vain. They stabbed and injured many people in a row, and could not get close to them!

"Everything goes away!" Liao Fan shouted and walked out of the crowd. Zhang Bowen's outstanding performance just now made him admire, but his competitive spirit made him feel that he could not lower himself to others!

Men's self-esteem is a very complicated thing and can ferment anytime and anywhere.

Liao Fan held two wide-blade machetes in his hand and accidentally slashed one of the guards' shoulders from the side, but the machete was deeply trapped in the bones and couldn't pull them out. He then kicked the body down with a fierce kick and took the rest of the two people rushing over!

In this case, falling to the ground would mean hanging. The pawn next to him immediately cut off the knife! The two fallen guards themselves had no physical strength after slashing for most of the day. Under the knife, they were only holding a dagger in their hands to resist, and both turned into meat paste.

The remaining one was no longer brave, and suddenly threw the dagger in his hand at Liao Fan! Then a tiger rushed towards the wall!

He obviously had some skills in tiger claws, and he immediately had ten finger holes when he grabbed the wall with both hands! Although the courtyard wall was more than two meters high, he climbed up to the wall in a blink of an eye, and was jumping down but only heard a "puff" sound! Liao Fan threw the machete in his hand and gave him a heart-warming feeling!

The guard of the seat shook his head on the wall powerlessly and fell down. When he landed, his head first fell on the ground and his neck broke, but at this time he was unconscious and had already died before landing.

"Smash the door open!" Liao Fan swept away the shame of being chopped by the guard just now, and raised his machete with great enthusiasm and slashed at the door of the inner room!

"Clang!!" When the machete went down, he saw only the sparkling fire. It was actually a gate made of cooked iron!

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Bowen shouted with the seized horse-slaying sabre and pushed everyone away, and used his energy to slash between the two doors with a knife!

Although the latch between the two doors was also made of cooked copper sticks, it looked so delicate and broken suddenly under the saber cutting iron like mud!

The door opened...the last line of defense was broken...

A large group of people rushed into the inner room, and saw five or six inner guards surrounding an old man in his fifties, jumping into the window and running away!

"Where can escape! It's so hard to find you!" Zhang Bowen cāo slashed the saber and killed an exhausted guard, and then rushed over with his men!

Several of our guards desperately used the long hilt to stop everyone's machetes and shouted loudly: "Elder, go quickly!"

But their actions were like a mantis arm blocking a car, and they were immediately swallowed up by the sea of ​​people! Before the old man could jump out of the window, he was stabbed by Zhang Bowen in the back, and a dog ate shit and fell out.

"Wrong! That's not Xu Nan!" Liao Fan pointed to a secret passage and shouted: "There are secret passages here, and those who deliberately attracted our attention!"

Everyone surrounded him and saw a bottomless secret passage under the Eight Immortals table. He didn't even have time to cover it. It seemed that he was walking in a very hurry.

"Go down and chase!" Zhang Bowen jumped and was about to get down, but was stopped by Lin Hongyi: "Don't be reckless! There might be a mechanism trap inside!"

"Then you can't let them run away!" Zhang Bowen was very unwilling.

"Have you caught the prisoner? Ask him to lead the way!" Liao Fan greeted the back, and a short man wearing a green jacket with panic on his face was pushed over and tied up with a large body.

"Dear brothers, I'm just making a living, don't kill me!" The short man was so scared that he couldn't stand steadily when he saw the corpse on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly.

Zhang Bowen was overjoyed and lifted him up: "Boy! You're lucky! Do you know where this tunnel leads to?"

The short man looked at the authenticity, but turned his eyes but said nothing.

"Why are you so stupid? Ask you!" Zhang Bowen immediately lost his patience when he saw the other party's virtue, and he pushed it to the ground!

"Bowen! Stop!" Lin Hongyi quickly stopped him, turned around and said to the trembling dwarf with a tense face, "Are you afraid that we will kill you after you say it? Don't worry, now that the Green Scorpion has finished helping us, there is no need to make things difficult for a small man. If we provide effective information, we will reward you heavily!"

Seeing that others guessed it, the short man looked at Zhang Bowen's fierce look and thought about his situation. Although he might be executed after he said it, he would die immediately if he closed his eyes and shouted: "Here... this place does not lead to any place! Below is our ancestral hall!"

"Ah?" This answer stunned everyone. Liao Fan went over and slapped: "Nonsense! There is a ancestral hall placed underground?! I think you are still not honest!"

The short man heard the curse that pointed to the sky and drew the earth: "Brother, I tell the truth! If there is a lie, the sky will thunder! The brothers in our gang know that this is the tradition left by our Green Scorpion Gang for the rest of our lives. All members who were once elders are qualified to be buried below. Only the deacons are qualified to continue. All the people below are dead, and there is no way out. It is a dead end!"

Several leaders looked at each other, and suddenly the yellow-haired slapped his thighs: "Hmph! I have to see people alive and die, and I have to see corpses! If I don't go and see who knows if there is any other way out, we have lost such great energy to break through the main hall. How can we explain to Brother Sheng when we go out like this? I'll take people down and take a look!"

"Brother, you can't go down!" The short man looked panicked: "Don't say I didn't remind you, the corpses inside were buried in the most primitive way, and the corpses were very angry. I remember that the elders were wearing gas masks when they went down last time, and they came back in a while; maybe there were some mechanisms inside; it was too dangerous! If you have any accidents, don't take your anger on me!"

"Sister Hong, look, there are really gas masks here," Fat Blue pointed to the hook on the wall, and saw several simple masks hanging on top, and boots were placed underneath.

The leaders surrounded and studied it, and decided that the quick-responsive Liao Fan and Huang Mao would go down to see it. Lin Hongyi would go back to the foot of the mountain to command the enemy reinforcements. Zhang Bowen was more impulsive and could stay on top to deal with the sudden situation.

After everything was arranged, Huang Mao and Liao Fan led a dozen men wearing gas masks into the secret passage. They saw that it was pitch black inside, and only by using the light of the explosion-proof flashlight could we see the road clearly.

Liao Fan accidentally discovered that the walls of the secret passage were full of murals, which were the kind of demon murals with a strange shape and a strong ethnic minority flavor.

Of course, he, a ABC, who grew up in foreign countries, did not know anything about this at all. However, Huangmao recognized the mural as a Jurchen hunting picture at a glance.

Murals like this can be seen everywhere during the Republic of China. These are the powerful military powers of the Eight Banners when they entered the pass to fight or hunt, but later most of them were destroyed in the Republic of China. During the Cultural and Cultural Relics, some were destroyed, and now they are only in some ancient underground buildings of the previous year.

Huangmao was surprised. How could this ancient gang paint a Jurchen mural in his ancestral hall? Could it be...

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