Chapter 163: Leave a head

At this moment, the battle in Panjiabao Village was indeed basically over. But the situation there was completely different from what Shi Zhidong said.

Just when Zhao Fubo led ten people to appear near the Pan family mansion, he met the Island Lord Pan who went out to see the explosion.

"Who!"

The Mamluk cavalry guards had just asked the question, and they all fell into the dark night, under the feather arrows that came in succession.

When the Lord Pan saw that things were not good, he turned around and went into the Pan family mansion. In order to serve as the final resistance position, the Pan family mansion built by bricks and stones was high and thick walls. Even the Pan family gate was covered with thick iron pages and eight heaven and earth locks, so that the gate could not be opened without a hammer.

The owner of Panbao, who thought his family was a wall of iron, ran in the wrong direction. No matter how strong the family was, there were not many soldiers except the servants.

"Don't leave, you old bastard, you ruined grandpa's affairs. Grandpa will take your life today!"

Zhao Fubo, who was leading the way, had blood on the black slasher in his hand. Especially on the blade with fine serrated teeth, there was a little flesh and blood hanging on it. He was drinking, as if an evil god had come to the world.

The slow-moving Master Pan from behind, rushed into the air with a quick step, and kicked the old Master Pan to the ground.

Among the ten soldiers of the Song Yulin Army behind, five people held swords to protect the head and tail of the team. The five people held Rambo folding bows and silently shot and killed everything that discovered them. Along the way, except for Zhao Fubo who had chopped two of them who discovered them, there was no drop of blood on the other swords.

At this moment, Zhao Fubo rushed into the Pan family mansion, and several people fought together.

"Squeak...bang..."

He grabbed Master Pan's hair and dragged it all the way to the hall, Zhao Fubo put his long knife on Master Pan's neck.

"You go to the wall quickly, don't care about the people in the house, tell the people on the wall that we have succeeded and ask them to act according to the plan!"

The thick gate was locked firmly at this time. Even the Mamluk rider who had discovered this matter was blocked from the mansion because he had no appearance and had hit the door hammer.

Zhao Fubo captured Lord Pan, and today's beheading operation was successfully completed. What he has to do now is just waiting for the people in Ruiyu Village that are about to arrive.

At this time, the fire in Panjiabao Village had been put out, and the Mamluk cavalry of the brigade reorganized and fired torches.

The dozens of Song Yulin Army above the high walls in Panjiabao Village had already joined the prisoners who had obtained weapons led by Zhao Tongchui and Safowan. These prisoners used the ropes they threw to the high wall and guarded the stairs that were up the wall.

The Mamluk cavalry, who had been in chaos for a while, could not attack because the rain of arrows on it was too dense. Therefore, they only hid outside the range of the bow and arrow, or behind some cover with their subordinates. At this time, they no longer attacked, but they all sounded carefully.

After seeing the signal from Zhao Fubo, soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army on the high wall began to inform the following facts of the Mamluk cavalry in Arabic as planned.

"The Lord Pan Island was captured, and the captains went to the mansion and killed those who acted recklessly!"

The captains of the Mamluk cavalry who were hiding outside the range of bows and arrows went to the mansion one by one. Once they arrived there, they knew what was going on. Secondly, even if it was the delaying plan of the men in black on the high wall, they were not afraid that they would really run away.

Finally, if what they said was true, the captains of each team had to consider who would pay the military salary in the future?

The Mamluk cavalry are mercenaries who only know how to fight. If no one pays military salaries, they will have to starve to death. Therefore, it is a matter of heaven to have cavalry in black and rich people. It is even the reason why the black and rich people were in black and heavy, and the internal separatist attacks were severe.

Just as the Mamluk cavalry in Panjiabao Village rushed to the Panjia Mansion to listen to their future, a bloody scene of Zhao Fubo shaking Panjia Village was being staged here.

"You all throw the weapons in your hands, otherwise if I am afraid and my hands tremble, I am afraid that Old Man Pan's head will fall off!"

Zhao Fubo looked at the Pan family's servants coldly, and put the long knife in his hand on the neck of the island owner Pan, asking them to throw themselves into trouble.

"This...how is this possible..."

His head was twisted in Zhao Fubo's hand as much as possible, and his eyes were full of reluctance. In his own mansion, it fell into Zhao Fubo's hands, which made it difficult for Lord Pan to believe in any case. Although his subordinates had surrounded Zhao Fubo and his ten soldiers, no one dared to move at all.

The owner of Island Pan stared at the Pan family members who were gathering more and more around him, shouting in his old voice.

"Kill him, kill him and reward him! You must understand, what's going on, this guy will not let anyone out of the Pan family!"

Zhao Fubo put a knife in his hand on his neck. Looking at the servants around him who were a little moved because of the words of Lord Pan, he was not moved at all.

"Except for the people who ruined my affairs with Erye, the rest of the family's wealth and personal life are protected by me. Those who dare to disobey will look at me."

After saying that, the long sword in his hand had already chopped off the head of the owner of Pandao Island. With a "pop" sound, it sprayed all over the ground from the broken neck. The owner of Pandao's body fell to the ground, and after only a few pounds, it stopped moving again.

Zhao Fubo held the head of Master Pan’s hair and beard in one hand, and shouted at the *** who was still holding weapons around him.

"Master Pan's head is not worth a knife from the second master. Who dares to act rashly? If you don't let go of your weapons, this is his fate!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and his white-haired head flew towards the people who were still showing hatred.

The Pan family members who surrounded Zhao Fubo and others only watched the white-haired head of the Lord Pan Island fly over. The timid screamed and threw away the weapons in his hand.

Zhao Fubo's long sword in his hand was thrown out his head and shocked Zhu Yi. He had already chopped his sword at the servants who were still looking fierce. Almost at the same time, his soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army also waved their swords in their hands.

"When fighting, remember to chop off the brave men first, and the rest of them are easy to hear!"

Just as the eleven general slashing swords were swung out, the black general slashing sword in his hand drew a shocking black light. At the same time, the soldiers of the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty shouted "Kneel down to avoid death."

The brave servants were inevitably cut off their heads at this moment. The timid people also knelt down to save their lives. Those who were still hesitating watched helplessly, some brave people were either chopped or slashed to the ground.

And the weapons in their hands were completely useless if they were placed on the breastplate of the soldiers of the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty. Only when they were cut on their limbs would they hurt the other party.

Unfortunately, the soldiers of the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty practiced this kind of close-range combat cooperation in their daily training. Only then did this one get injured, but his comrades beside him have sacrificed their lives to shoot a knife. The injured person consciously retreats into a relatively safe circle.

The timid people kneeling on the ground and those who were still holding swords and guns, they saw the soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army who had finished chopping the people, regardless of them around them. The sword in their hands approached the wounded or dead people underground.

In the screams of the injured, their heads were cut off by them and tied to their waists. What's more, when the Song Yulin Army slashed their heads, they muttered a word repeatedly.

"One silver coin, another silver coin, and again!"

The one who was just injured and hid in the circle shouted at this time.

"Don't cut it all, don't cut it all, leave one for me, leave one for me..."

While shouting, Kuaishou randomly bandaged his wounds. When he picked up the long knife and wanted to chop his head, he found that he had been cut off by his comrades.

"You guys are so fucking unfaithful, I still owe my head!"

The injured person couldn't help but get angry and scolded him with extreme anger. His eyes were red and he only stared at the living people who were still holding weapons. He looked like his injuries that didn't hurt. He was not very happy without his head. His eyes were like bloodthirsty evil demons.

This time, those hesitant could no longer hold on to the weapons, spears and scimitars in their hands. Listening to the murmurs of the soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army when they chopped their heads, they watched them not feel satisfied with "a silver coin". Looking at the eyes of everyone, they couldn't help but feel even more frightened, hiding their heads deep between their arms.

Looking at Pan Bing's head, he couldn't help but shed tears.

At this moment, a figure suddenly ran out of the hall, and then a happy voice with coquettishness came.

"Hey, you, Erlang, why did you come here? People are tired of waiting!"

Zhao Fubo felt a little excited. This was not the one Shu Yuer who announced the cruel facts to him yesterday.

But when he turned around, he saw a slender figure plunging into his arms. Although he was wearing iron armor, he could feel the tremor in his heart.

"This is my real sister, Shu Yuer is my real sister..."

Zhao Fubo's heart, who had been deliberately throwing this aside for war, was hit hard by Shu Yuer, and the pain penetrated deep into his lungs, making him not know how to survive.

However, Shu Yuer, who always cared about Zhao Fubo, immediately relieved this resentment for him.

"My stupid glare, we are all fooled by others. Now... do you still want me?"

This sentence made Zhao Fubo, who had just started to be sad, feel like a thunder exploded in his head. The difference is that the sorrow that this thunder broke into his heart turned into pieces of nothing.

He bent down, stared at Shu Yuer in front of him, and murmured.
Chapter completed!