Chapter 4 Confusing (3)

"Go back!" Guo Yunming's body shook, turned his head and ordered loudly.

Xiao Fei revealed his true feelings, but he didn't have time to argue with the other party. He turned his mount and headed straight to the wooden bridge not far behind him. He swung his knife and slashed over two panicked soldiers blocking the bridge. Then, he raised his bloody blade and shouted loudly: "Each capital officer, pass one after another in number order. Those who fight for the road will be killed! Those who hesitate and fail to take the former will be killed! Those who escape in the battle will be killed! Those who do not obey the command after crossing the bridge will be killed!"

He said four words of slash in one breath, waved his blade and turned back. Then, the low horn sounded next to the carriage, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The coach's decision instantly spread across the river valley.

On the crowded wooden bridge, the order was immediately sank. The soldiers of each capital quickly remembered their numbers, either accelerated to rush across the bridge deck, or put their mounts and bodies on the guardrail, making way for other robes.

The soldiers who had already crossed the river and, under the organization of several heads, gradually calmed their minds and pushed the rushing bandits away from the bridgehead. They were all elites with strict training, and the combat effectiveness of anyone was several times higher than that of the opponents who came to attack. Soon, between the bridgehead and the carriage, a hollow military formation of six feet was cleared out, and Xiaofei and the heroes of Wagang around him were surrounded in the center in vain.

"Go back to the car quickly! You were right just now, the person who came was not a good person!" He waved his bloody steel knife and consolidated the defense line, and Guo Yunming shouted the order again.

"It's okay, their final target is me!" Xiaofei smiled at him and said heartlessly.

In the past few days, the brilliant achievements of Shi Jingtang, Zhang Congxun, Li Cunxin and others in that year have greatly increased the young people's interest in the affairs of the army. They are dreaming that if they have the chance in the future, they must go to the battlefield to experience it themselves. The "hero rescuers" on the opposite side gave him a big pillow!

The enemy was large in number, but the organization was very chaotic. It is very likely that it was not from the same cottage. I don’t know which governor spent a lot of money to tie them all together and jointly rescue the "Second Prince" who was about to fall into the tiger's mouth.

On the other hand, the military appearance and discipline are much easier to achieve. With just a few cavalry formations that gallop back and forth, the opponent can easily get to the bridgehead. However, the thickness of the cavalry formation is too thin. And every time the enemy who rushed forward retreats, it will become thinner.

"If this continues, I'm afraid it won't last long!" Xiao Fei secretly concluded as an outsider. He is not an expert, but at least he has been the direct descendant of the second in charge of Wagang. He believes that his judgment will not be as different from the facts.

"Your Highness, I'll tell you to go back! Have you heard it?! Don't be smart." Just as I was happy to see it, I heard Guo Yunming's voice coming, like a crow in the cold winter. "It's only six or seven days away from Taiyuan. Even if they succeeded by chance this time, they will soon be caught up by the King of Han. At that time, it will inevitably be burned together!"

The opportunity is so rare, and it is very likely that it will be the last time in his life. Why is Xiao Fei willing to hide back into the car as he ordered? He just shrank his body into the door, blocked his chest and lower abdomen with a copper basin, and shook his head and said, "I didn't expect them to succeed at first. But those who watch the fun are not afraid of big things. You two are fighting so lively, if there is not even a cheer, how boring would it be?"

"You..." After a moment of stunned silence, Guo Yunming finally correctly understood Xiao Fei's mentality at this moment, and gritted his teeth with hatred, "You can see it too much! But don't be too happy too early. You must have the ability to sit on the top of the mountain. And you are just a piece of meat at this moment..."

The second half of his sentence was quickly swallowed up by a tide of shouting. A mountain king with a dark brown face led dozens of Green Forest masters riding tall horses, and finally broke the "Han Army" defense line. While continuing to rush into the carriage, he shouted loudly, "Your Highness, where is your Highness? I Huyancong is here to save you!"

Behind him were more green forest heroes, either riding horses or walking, and through the gap that had just emerged, surging forward like a tide. "Your Highness, where is your Highness? We are ordered to come and rescue you!!"

"Save the Lord, save the Lord! Your Highness, I'm waiting!"

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"Don't respond to them!" For fear that Xiaofei would take the initiative to move closer to the other party, Guo Yunming blocked the door with his body and reminded him loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the unique duckling voice of the Sixth Chief Yu Siwen suddenly rang behind him, "Your Highness is here, come and pick you up. You are looking forward to you every day these days!"

"Go to die!" Guo Yunming was furious and slashed at Yu Siwen with a knife. However, he saw that the other party had already pushed the mount away for several feet, pointed at him with a short axe in his hand, and looked proud. "This is His Highness the Second Prince. Be careful, don't hurt him!!"

"Ah--!" A sudden numbness came from the end of the bridge of the nose. Guo Yunming immediately realized the danger, turned his body decisively, threw away a stirrup, and fell under the ribs of the mount. Then, dozens of black feathered arrows fell from the sky, shooting his war horse into a hedgehog.

"Stupid pig! I know you are not kind!" Regardless of Guo Yunming's life or death, Li Wanting of Wagang Qi instigated his mount and cursed and rushed towards the bandits who were putting the second feather arrow on his bow arm. The paint gun in his hand swept a thick black light in the air.

At a distance of more than twenty steps, the war horse only needed two leaps. Hu Yancong, the king of Black-faced Ershan, had no time to aim, so he had to hurriedly shoot the feather arrow at Li Wanting's war horse. Li Wanting, the seventh leader of Wagang, just gently pressed down the gun and knocked the feather arrow backwards with the gun body. Immediately, the gun tip quickly returned to its original position, stabbing the opponent's chest like an angry dragon. (Note 1)

"Good come!" In the midst of lightning, the mountain king Hu Yancong threw down his riding bow, pulled out a black steel whip from under the saddle, and pulled upwards. "Dang!" The paint gun in Li Wanting's hand was lifted several feet away, and the three-foot gun shot with splashing sparks, hitting a bandit's shoulder. He smashed the latter directly from the saddle, and then the war horses that rushed over one after another were directly stepped into meat paste.

"I have a big idea, don't fight!" Li Wanting controlled the trembling paint gun in his hand and rushed past Hu Yancong. At the moment when Erma was fucked, he had the chance to use the gun to try another harsh move to his opponent. However, the soreness and numbness from his arms reminded him very clearly not to take risks again.

Once the gun was hit by the other party with a steel whip, he was not sure that the paint gun would not fly directly into the sky. In that case, in the next battle, he would turn into a bare-handed rushing forward, and the result would definitely be similar to suicide.

There was no need for him to remind him. The several Wagang heroes who rushed over behind him had long since judged from the sound of the collision between the steel whip and the paint gun that the black-faced man was an enemy of ten thousand people. They galloped and pulled the war horses in a direction. One by one, from outside the attack range of the steel whip, they broke into the enemy formation and swept scarlet blood.

They were more than capable of dealing with ordinary minions. In just a few seconds, they rushed into a mess of accomplices behind the Black-faced King.

The Black-faced King didn't care about the life or death of his subordinates. He rode a horse and swung his whip, rushing straight into the pool of blood, struggling to climb up and climb up. He still shouted loudly in his mouth, "Save!", and his black whip body was so dark that he wanted to smash the target's head immediately.

"Stop him!" "Don't be arrogant!" "Stop!" Guo Yunming's confidants all instigated their mounts to block the way of the Black-faced Mountain King Hu Yancong. However, Hu Yancong either used a steel whip to open it or fell on the horse's back with a whip.

When cavalry fight, life and death are often divided into one or two moves. Even if they cannot be separated, at most three moves, two war horses will pass by. The subsequent battle will be handed over to the companions behind each other, and there is no relationship with both sides.

It was a long time to say that, and in a blink of an eye, there was no obstacle in front of the black-faced man. The black steel whip was raised high, and with the help of the impact of the war horse, he headed straight to the back of Guo Yunming's head.

"My life is over!" Guo Yunming moved his legs desperately, but his eyes were closed tightly. The two-legged man could not run away from the four-legged war horse. At this moment, he knew that he was doomed.

"Bang!" A golden iron clashed like a big bell, which shocked the stars in front of him. However, the expected relief did not come. Outside the bell, Yu Siwen, the head of the sixth Wagang, was faintly accused, "Silly boy, what are you doing? Oh, run quickly, I can't beat him!"

He bent down and picked up a spear that he had been discarded by unknown person. Guo Yunming rolled over and turned around quickly. At the first glance, he saw a smashed copper basin, which fell less than three feet away from him, and the bright sunlight reflected at the break. At the second glance, he saw Xiao Fei sitting in the carriage, one foot in the door and the other foot outside the door, in a mess. In the third glance, he saw Yu Siwen, the sixth leader who was originally staying next to the carriage, was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by iron whip, but the war horse under his crotch was always blocked in front of the carriage, making the latter unable to get closer to the carriage.

"Huh--!" Without any hesitation, Guo Yunming threw the spear as a gun and headed towards the black-faced man. Although before a breath, he wanted to tear Yu Siwen to pieces.

The Black-faced Mountain King Hu Yancong heard the sound of weapons breaking through the air from mid-air, and immediately raised his arm and waved his whip. With a "click", he smashed the gun into two.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted from saving himself, Yu Siwen quickly leaned over, picked up the little fat thigh exposed outside with his left hand, and suddenly rushed towards the area, and directly pushed the latter into the carriage like a forage bag. Immediately afterwards, the short axe in his right hand flew out in the air, not to whip at Hu Yancong, who was whipping at him again, but to the butt of the horse pulling the carriage.

"Sigh--!" A sharp cut was wiped out by the axe blade that swept past the horse, and a whine of pain, opened its four hooves with all their strength.

"Sigh--!" The auxiliary horses on both sides were also frightened, and at the same time they made a loud cry of sorrow. The four hooves were spread out, following the footsteps of the horse.

Twelve legs pulled the high car and rushed around. The clerks who were trying to surround the mountaineering men who were going forward could not hide, and were knocked over and overturned.

"Stop—" Guo Yunming instinctively shouted a word, trying to order the "Han Army" cavalry who rushed over to rescue him to stop Xiao Fei. However, seeing Yu Siwen, who followed the carriage and used his body and mount to block the Black-faced King, his heart suddenly trembled, "Stop any black-faced dog thief and help His Highness escape!"

The next moment, the tide of regret completely swallowed him. He picked up his sword from the pool of blood, turned over and jumped onto a bossless mount, chasing the smoke and dust left by the carriage and the black-faced man, and roared away!

Note 1: The paint gun is a standard weapon that appeared in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, similar to a horse lance. The manufacturing process is slightly higher than that of ordinary spears. The length, width and blade of the spear head have corresponding standards.
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