Chapter 11 Meeting a thief

In this era, such excellent armor and sharp blades are the capital to settle down.

Unfortunately, riding a gun is so eye-catching that I didn’t carry it with me when I entered the city this time.

The leather armor of Xiaosan and Xiaowu is also very good, enough to withstand arrows shot from a long distance.

Amid the messy sound of horse hooves, Ma Cheng smiled easily and said, "Are you scared?"

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, the Ma brothers unconsciously relaxed a little while holding the reins.

After all, these two brothers are new recruits who have never been on the battlefield, so they can't help but feel a little nervous when they first go on the battlefield.

With a whistle, Macheng rider took the lead in speeding up. The little three and Xiaowu fell behind with a tacit understanding, complex behind the palace.

One hour later, I arrived at the Thirty-li Fort in the north of the city.

The road ahead was dusty, and a team of fully armed cavalry appeared, with about a dozen people. Macheng saw the first horseman wearing a leather robe and holding a mace, and immediately gave up his plan to fight hard and shouted to the mistress.

Xiao Wu dismounted the horse and circled twenty horses in two circles on the main road. The man hid in the middle and knelt on one knee, pulled out his strong bow and aimed at the rider who was rushing in front from the gap.

The three and the five also followed suit and pulled the strong bow of the Ming army together. When the bandits rushed to about a hundred steps, the three powerful arrows were shot sparsely and all shot out. Ma Cheng suffered a loss.

The practice time was too short, and Xiao Wu was sweating in his palms in panic. The three arrows were gone but it scared the bandits. They all twitched the war horses and turned around in circles. The smoke and dust rose everywhere.

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It is obvious that both sides were wrong about the other party's strength, and they were a little surprised. Ma Cheng did not expect that this team of bandits and cavalry actually used heavy weapons such as the mace, the saber in his hand became

It's such a big joke. The bandits obviously didn't expect that in such a place, they would be attacked by powerful arrows. After a burst of people shouting and neighing, the bandits also took down their bows and arrows and tried to fight back.

Several sharp arrows shot over, and the force outside the dozen steps was exhausted, and they were shot in the air.

The bows and arrows equipped by the bandits are naturally not as good as the strong bows of the Ming army, and they are much worse in range. Ma Cheng took the opportunity to correct the ballistics and fired another arrow based on his feelings. The strong arrows hit the vital point of a bandit's chest, and he was ecstatic.

At that time, the bandit turned over and dismounted. Although he was a little embarrassed, he avoided the strong arrow. Ma Cheng bit his chapped lips but was very helpless, trying to shoot a quick cavalry at a distance of 100 steps.

, it was really difficult. On the contrary, Xiao Wu's archery technique was much better than him. The second arrow shot a horse, causing a small chaos in the bandit cavalry team.

After only a little chaos, the three of Macheng fell into an absolute disadvantage. The bandits who suffered losses dismounted one after another, and the bandits who got off the horse were divided into two teams and surrounded them from left to right.

Three powerful arrows at a distance of ten steps were finally made, and three bandits were shot over at close range. Two of them were shot in their chests and saw that they could not survive. The bandits who saw the blood were aroused to be fierce, regardless of the casualties.

Punch over.

Ma Cheng had no choice but to drop his strong bow and draw out his battle knife, ready to face the enemy, and shouted softly: "Battle Formation!"

The little three and the little five subconsciously leaned over and formed a three-person battle formation according to their usual training and guards. A triangular battle formation took Macheng as the arrow and relied on the elite armor to protect the enemy. The bandits who rushed in front were very strong.

He bravely rushed into the horse and formed a round formation and swung the big pass knife, and smashed it to the head and face. Ma Cheng took a deep breath and rolled on the spot. A standard individual soldier rolled left and forward to avoid the switch knife. When he got up again

Punch the knife hard.

After a shocking scream, the horse saber stabbed into the bandit's soft belly. At the same time, a muffled groan came from beside him. It must be that Ma Xiaosan, who was slightly less capable, suffered a loss. In desperation, Ma Cheng gave up on his body to protect himself with his elite armor.

The enemy rolled on the spot again, nailing a bandit holding a machete in front of the left to the ground, and also cleared the siege for the mistress. He hit the opponent's vital point with a fierce knee, and the opponent screamed.

A sound slowly fell down.

After a meeting, two bandits died suddenly, and Ma Xiaosan was also injured.

With a shout, Ma Cheng, who had red eyes, used all his strength, held the knife in both hands to face the enemy sideways, but his upper body was straight, and he acted like a fierce attack. The enemy on the opposite side was a little panicked, and subconsciously raised the wolf.

The stick swept across, but he didn't expect that Ma Cheng just put on an empty stand. When the two passed by, Ma Cheng suddenly rolled in and avoided the heavy mace. The opponent retreated in a panic but was used by Ma Cheng.

Sweep down the legs.

Snap.

With a clear and crisp sound, Ma Cheng's sword crossed his left hand and rode on the opponent's body at the same time. His powerful right arm twisted the opponent's neck into a right angle of 90 degrees. This time, it merged with the rolling in the individual tactical movements, in modern fighting techniques.

The neck-broken skill, from bullying the enemy to defeating the enemy, was like walking and flowing, without any delay. The seemingly powerful mace cannot be used in a small circle surrounded by horses, but instead cannot use weapons.

Advantages.

Let go of the corpse, Ma Cheng, whose eyes were red, panted heavily and stood up to find the next opponent. With a crisp sound, Ma Cheng, who had just gotten up, was hit by a flying knife in his chest. The short knife that flew over at close range stabbed through the chest.

A, but only half of the flesh can ooze a little blood. With a rippling laugh, Ma Cheng held the knife in his hand and rushed towards the bandits who were plotting against him. Ma Xiaowu, who was stunned behind him, finally woke up in shock and did the most correct way.

The choice was to grab the strong bow and pull it away desperately.

Whoosh.

A powerful arrow shot out from Ma Xiaowu's hand and shot a bandit who could not dodge at close range.

Most of the bandits' offensives were taken over by Ma Cheng, and they also gave Xiao Wu a chance to shoot calmly.

The pressure in front of Ma Cheng suddenly decreased greatly, and with the strong bow cover, he fought unscrupulously.

As dusk became increasingly dusk, the shouts of horses on the road gradually subsided.

Ma Cheng, who was standing solemnly with his sword, looked cold and he held an enemy's neck.

The enemy who was holding his neck staggered and sat on the knife, crying and shouting: "Young Master, I am Xiao Wu!"

Ma Cheng's mind gradually returned to Qingming. After seeing Xiao Wu in front of him clearly, he finally sat on the ground with a plop, and several wounds all over his body hurt together. He had never experienced such a bloody and tragic battle in his two lives, and he took off his strength.

The feeling was very uncomfortable, and he was breathing with great breath. The corpses were buried everywhere in the circle surrounded by horses, and most of the dozen bandits died suddenly on the spot, most of them were his masterpieces.

There were also several bandits who were shot in the arrow and died under Ma Xiaowu's strong bow.

After gasping, Ma Cheng looked down at the fine scales covered with blood and almost cut, and had never felt so intuitively the importance of a fine armor on the battlefield of this cold weapon era. If it weren't for this Ming Dynasty,

The most exquisite armor protection, ten lives were explained in this battle. Although this set of scale armor only has half of its body, its protection ability is extremely strong. The dense connection of armor pieces represents the highest level of the Ming Dynasty military industry.

The worst injury on his body was on his right leg that could not be protected by scales. He was curled up with a knife. Although he did not hurt his bones, he could not stand up with his own strength. Ma Xiaosan was still chasing his arm.
Chapter completed!