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Chapter 1845 Negotiation

"Drive! Drive!"

"Drive! Drive!"

"Da da da~"

On the 20th and 30th, the Green Horse Railroad raced rapidly through the undulating mountain roads, and everyone had a look of resentment on their faces for having been fooled.

If they hadn't gone the wrong way, they might have caught up with the living Liang army long ago, but their horses were really good horses. They could still come and go freely through the mountain roads without slowing down their speed.

"Damn it, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will give you a good look!"

The commander of the green horse fence had a gloomy face. Along the way, he saw several dead horses one after another. There were also many footprints on the ground, and the traces of Liang Jun were clearly visible.

He has been in the green horse pen for so long, and this is the first time he has met a guy who can play tricks on him.

"Quick! Faster! You shouldn't be able to run far!"

"promise!"

Dozens of riders were riding through the mountain roads, but they were completely unaware that there were several pairs of sharp eyes staring at them in the dense forest ahead.

Jiang He's figure was hidden behind a thick tree trunk. As the Yan army advanced, his arms began to lift slightly.

The man beside him held a slightly slender hemp rope in his hand. The other end of the hemp rope led to the other end of the mountain road, where a Liang Jun was also squatting.

This is a slightly narrow place on the mountain path, and several ropes are hidden.

The remaining men all held a light short crossbow in their hands. The arrows continued to move with the movement of the cavalry, and the arrows carried a strong killing intent.

After all, they had sneaked into the grassland from a long distance and did not carry any strong bows or crossbows. Even this short crossbow only had five arrows. In addition, each person had a cold knife. This was their only remaining weapon.

"Da da da~"

The green horse fence is getting closer and closer, almost approaching the hiding place of Jiang He and others.

Jiang He no longer waited, waved his hand fiercely, and shouted:

"pull!"

"drink!"

Liang Jun, who was on both ends of the hemp rope, exerted force at the same time, grasped the end of the rope and pulled hard.

"Stab it!"

The ropes laid on the ground and covered with weeds suddenly appeared in the path of the Yan army. The ropes were stretched straight and the height was exactly across the legs of the war horses.

The captain who was rushing at the front was caught off guard. The war horse hit the hemp rope with a huge impact. The horse's hoofs instantly bent and the whole person was knocked over.

"thump!"

"ah!"

"pull!"

"Stab, stab, stab!"

"Thump thump!"

"Ahh~"

Three or four ropes were pulled up one after another, and the Yan army's horses that were running in a hurry were constantly tripped, and the Yan army on the horse flew out one after another.

"Thump thump~"

"Ahh~"

Some people were okay, they just fell down and were not injured, while some were unlucky and suffered broken sternums and vomited blood.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Pfft, pfft~"

"Ahhh!"

While the rope blocked the road, many sharp arrows flew out from the dense forest on both sides, and shot into Yan Jun's chest steadily.

After all, they are the most elite white horse Yi Cong in the Liang Army. Even if it is just a short crossbow, it is still extremely lethal in their hands. In addition, the distance is very close, so the arrow's aim is very good.

The scout commander who fell to the ground rolled twice in succession. Ignoring the pain in his back, he drew his knife and shouted:

"Be careful, there is an ambush!"

"Click rub rub!"

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

The green horse fencers drew their swords one after another with fierce gazes. They did not panic at all when they encountered a sneak attack. After all, they were scouts, so this kind of contact battle was normal for them.

"drink!"

"kill!"

A total of nine Liang soldiers jumped out from the hillsides on both sides at the moment the short crossbows were fired, and their steps were extremely agile.

"drink!"

Jiang He stepped on a stone, jumped up high in the air, and slashed down with the scimitar in his hand, heading straight for the throat of a Yan soldier.

"Pfft!"

"Plop~"

The blade instantly cut the Yan Jun's throat, and his weak body slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Pfft pfft!"

"Ahhhh~"

"Pfft~"

"Ah!"

It was as if the nine Liang soldiers had discussed it in advance, and they had a very tacit understanding of each other. The first time they took action, they just killed nine Yan soldiers, one for each.

And they were very smart, they only targeted those Yan Jun who were still on horseback, and ignored those who fell to the ground for the time being, because if the Yan Jun on horseback reacted, it would be difficult to deal with them later.

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhh!"

Screams echoed in the mountains and forests, from ropes to arrows, from short arrows to the sneak attack of the Liang army, everything happened so fast and suddenly, almost half of the Yan army on the 30th died in one go.

This group of green horses were beaten into a slightly dazed state.

It was only then that the commander stood up and without hesitation pounced on the Liang Jun who was closest to him, and at the same time shouted angrily:

"Kill them! There are more of us!"

He also had a clear mind and knew that there were only a few people in this group of Liang soldiers. He felt that as long as he fought steadily, he could win.

"kill!"

"drink!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Ahhh!"

"drink!"

A fierce battle was about to break out. Although the Liang army had the upper hand at first due to Jiang He's careful arrangements, they were still at a disadvantage in numbers. The Yan army was almost able to fight two against one.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"drink!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

These Qingmalanzi are indeed the elite of the Shentu tribe as rumored. They are all very skilled in their skills and show no fear against Baima Yicong.

Both sides use their killing moves without any hesitation, and life and death are often in the blink of an eye.

"laugh!"

After Jiang He stabbed another person to death without hesitation, he pounced on the Yan Army commander and swung the scimitar in his hand.

"when!"

The powerful and heavy sword was blocked by Commander Yan Jun. The commander with a rough look also said with a ferocious smile:

"The Liang army is really helpless. How dare you send it to the battlefield at such a young age?"

Although he was sarcastic on his lips, the captain's heart was already filled with turmoil. The martial arts of these Liang soldiers were far beyond his imagination, and they were by no means ordinary soldiers.

He has been traversing the grassland for some years, and quite a few enemy soldiers have died under his command, but this is the first time he has been able to deal with Qingmalanzi with one against two and still not fall behind.

"snort!"

Jiang He didn't even bother to say anything, and struck out one after another with the scimitar in his hand.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Drink!"

The strength in Jiang He's hand continued to increase, and each sword went straight to Yan Jun's vital point, extremely sharp.

Despite Jiang He's young age, his sword skills were taught step by step by Xu Luo and even Chen Yue. What he lacks now is just the training in the flames of war.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

As Jiang He swung his swords one after another, Yan Junbiao's eyes gradually changed slightly, and the scimitar in his hand began to be unable to keep up with Jiang He's speed, and he staggered back.

"Oh shit."
Chapter completed!
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