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Chapter 397 Relief

After the team was reorganized, Fang Zian left more than 50 people to guard the camp and protect Shi Hao. The remaining 150 people were fully armed and walked out of the mountain forest slopes. After identifying the direction, they rode their horses towards the place where the fire was shouting to kill.

The mountains undulated, and we climbed over several hills and came to the top of a slope. The place where the fire screamed for death in the distance was already six or seven miles away. From the hillside, although the distance was still a bit far away, it was already relatively clear.

I heard shouts of killing and a fire burning in the city in the distance. The fire was raging into the sky and seemed to be burning bigger than before. Under the light of the fire above the city, more figures were shaking, shouting for killing.

Fang Zian was considering whether to get closer. When he saw the situation clearly, he saw a group of black spots running quickly on the snowy field below the city illuminated by fire. Soon after, the city gate opened wide, and many cavalry rushed towards it.

Out of the city gate, they chased those who had escaped before. The group of people who escaped flew towards the dense forests on the east side of Taihang Mountain due west, but the chasing cavalry seemed to have discovered their intentions and separated.

A group of cavalry was sent out to circle and head due west to intercept. As a result, the fleeing group had to turn around and come towards the southwest hill, which was the hill where Fang Zian and others were based.

The chasing cavalry was very fast. Although the snow on the snowfield was deep, it could not stop the horses from galloping on the snow. The people on the horses kept shooting bows and arrows, and some of the fleeing group kept falling down and struggling in the snow.

The chasing cavalry rode forward and slashed to death with their swords. It seemed that the chasing cavalry was teasing. They were not in a hurry to catch up with the fleeing group, but just fell within the range of the bow and arrow.

Shoot these people with bows and arrows as they run hard on the snow.

Finally, at the bottom of the hill where Fang Zian and others were hiding, the chasing cavalry surrounded them and completely blocked the escape route of those who escaped up the hill. There were about two to three hundred cavalry surrounding the group, with only a few dozen people left.

The team ran, they put away their bows and arrows, and waved their maces in circles above their heads, letting out harsh laughter and shouts.

"What a bunch of bandits, why don't you put down your weapons and kneel down and surrender? As long as you surrender and tell us where your lair is, you can enjoy the splendor, wealth, gold, silver, and beauties. I, Dajin, will never treat heroes badly. If you don't surrender,

After a while, the mace will smash your heads, and you will all be summoned to see the King of Hell." A knight on horseback yelled and cursed.

"Surrender, surrender. Still not surrendering!" all the cavalrymen shouted angrily, holding up their maces.

The besieged people were standing back to back with their swords raised, panting and on guard. All of these people had disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and looked panicked. Anyone who was not a fool knew that the current situation was a dead end except for surrender.

A tall man with flying hair held a steel knife in front of him and cursed sternly: "You want grandpas to surrender to you golden dogs? Just have your dreams. I am a loyal and loyal army.

Those who specialize in killing you golden dogs want us to surrender to you golden dogs. Wouldn't it be an insult to our ancestors? A bunch of pigs and dogs will slaughter you all sooner or later."

"Hahahaha. Even if you are about to die, you still have to be tough. You wild boars in the mountains hide in the mountains all day long and come out to harass us when nothing happens. You don't want to

Regardless of surrendering, we don’t need you to provide information. Sooner or later, all of you will freeze to death and starve to death in the mountains. If you dare to show up once, we will teach you whether to come back or not. Hahaha. After a while, we won’t have to

Go to the mountains for encirclement and suppression, and you will all die. To tell you the truth, each of you has five taels of silver, whether you live or die, whether you surrender or not, I don't care. I will give you one last chance, whether you surrender or not.

Surrender?" The cavalry leader on the horse shouted with a sharp smile.

"I'll throw your grandma's legs off, and you, the eighteenth generation ancestors of the Golden Dog, will be punished." The big man with the knife cursed loudly.

"Okay! I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Sons, get ready. I will smash them all into pulp." The cavalry leader roared sternly.

"Ulururrulu!" The cavalrymen let out strange screams. Maces were hovering above their heads. The horses were galloping around the people in the middle, splashing a piece of slush. A cavalryman suddenly rushed forward on his horse.

In front of him, the mace in his hand hit one of the trapped people on the head. The man quickly waved his sword to resist, but the other party was condescending and took advantage of the momentum of the horse's running.

The mace was blocked, but it was still forced down and hit the Tianling Cap. There was a click, brains flew out, and the man fell to the ground with a thud.

"Brother Chen!" someone in the trapped crowd shouted sadly.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh." The strange cries of the cavalry became even louder, and the horses galloped faster. They were acting like a cat and mouse, because at this moment, they were completely overwhelmed by strength.

There is no need to worry at all. The dozens of people under siege are just meat on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by their own people.

"Brothers, I, Lu Zhenyun, am sorry for you today. I shouldn't have secretly taken you out to the county where the golden dog was found, burned their food and grass, and caused your brothers to lose their lives. But the matter has come to this, and there is no point in regretting it. Let's die.

What, eighteen years later, he is a good man again. But loyalty must not be forgotten. Don’t live up to the eight words tattooed on our faces. Serve the country with your heart and swear to kill the golden thief. If anyone violates my oath of loyalty to the army, then

I will be despised by others. If I can't bear to do anything to you, in the next life I will act like a cow or a horse for you to apologize. But at this moment, we must not be cowards and we must not surrender."

"Brother Lu, what did you say? It doesn't matter if you have a scar as big as a bowl on your head. I can't lose my reputation as a loyal soldier. I don't blame you, Brother Lu, for what happened tonight. You also have good intentions.

Don’t say anything anymore, brothers, come together, kill one to get enough money, kill two to earn one.”

"That's it! Kill!"

The trapped people were all bloody men. At this time, there was no coward. They made up their mind to fight, raised their weapons high, shouted in unison and rushed towards one direction. The cavalry yelled and cursed loudly, and surrounded them.

The sticks rose and fell, the horse's hooves trampled down mud and snow, and the swords flashed with cold light, and flesh and blood flew in all directions. A group of people began to fight for their lives.

The number of trapped people was only fifty or sixty, but the besieged cavalry numbered nearly two hundred. One side was cavalry, the other was infantry, and the disparity in strength was evident. The two sides fought in one place, and it only took a moment for one to be trapped.

Seven or eight of them were killed by maces, and one of the cavalrymen was also injured. He was dragged off his horse by a man holding his thigh.

A man was hit with a mace on his head, but he was the first to see a cavalryman who fell off his horse and hacked him to death. According to this method of fighting, all the dozens of trapped people would be killed in a short time, and at most five people would be killed.

Six cavalrymen. This is also helplessness among helplessness, and the last resort struggle.

However, the turning point came in an instant. Just as the two sides began to fight, a group of cavalry rushed down the hillside. The hillside was not long, and there was not a single tree on the east side of the hillside. It was just covered with a thick layer of

The snow was falling. The group of cavalry swooped down through the snow without making much noise. In addition, the two parties at the bottom of the hillside were fighting with all their strength, and no one discovered them until the other side rushed to the middle of the hillside.

However, it was already too late. Before the Jin soldiers and cavalry at the foot of the hillside were ready to fight, a group of more than 150 cavalrymen had already approached with a rising cloud of snow and mist.

Click, click, click! The ten-shaped crossbow fired continuously. It buzzed, the bowstring vibrated, and the arrows and crossbows came whizzing. There was a loud popping sound. Dozens of Jin soldiers and cavalry were shot off their horses.

The first person put the long bow behind his back, raised his hand and drew out the steel knife, and shouted: "Kill all the golden dogs!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

There was a roaring cry of killing from the bottom of the hillside, resounding throughout the countryside. The cavalry armed with steel knives and spears rushed forward and rushed into the Jin Army's cavalry formation with great ferocity. The steel knives rose and fell, the spears flew, and flesh and blood began to fly. Jin

The military cavalry was caught off guard. Before they could form a formation to fight, they were broken up by the opponent's cavalry. The few knights on the front were extremely fierce. The man in front slashed and chopped with a steel knife in his hand.

In an instant, he chopped down three golden soldiers on horseback. The knight next to him looked like a ghost. He jumped up on his horse, jumped on the golden soldier's horse in the air, and used his long sword to fight at close range. Kill.

One man then jumped on the back of the next golden soldier's horse and killed another one. He was extremely dexterous. There was also a fat cavalryman who was holding a large ring knife in his hand and slashed each man and the horse over with incomparable ferocity.

The remaining thirty or forty soldiers who were trapped before were stunned for a while, and then suddenly woke up. Although they didn't know who these people were or where they came from, they immediately joined the battle group and started

counterattacked.

The battle started suddenly and ended quickly. After suffering a fierce blow from an unknown enemy, the Jin Bing cavalry group was killed by seventy or eighty people within a period of time. Originally, they did not have a huge advantage in terms of strength, but now they became even more powerful.

Disadvantage. In addition, the cavalry who suddenly appeared are all brave and good at fighting, and the leading ones are killing people like melons and vegetables, which makes people frightened.

"Run, run, we can't beat you. We have to call people." Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the Jinbing cavalry turned his horse and fled, shouting loudly. When the rest of the cavalry heard the words, they immediately turned their horses and followed and fled. Nearly a hundred cavalry were in disarray.

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The crowd chased for a while. The Jin soldiers had superb riding skills and escaped very quickly. Since there was little point in chasing these people, Fang Zian decisively ordered to stop the pursuit. He led the men and horses back down the mountain.

"Where did you... get the soldiers and horses from?" Lu Zhendong stepped forward and asked in surprise.
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