"Who are these cavalrymen...?"

The torches swayed in the wind. Wang Chongrong looked at the spots of ignition and extended to the distance. He felt worried for no reason. A large cavalry appeared on the ground. Anyone would have doubts. How could he go back to his house and sleep peacefully. He immediately called the governor and sent someone to check outside the city.

Shortly after leaving the city gate, several detective cavalry suddenly turned back and came together, and the messenger who claimed to be from Longyou handed a letter to Wang Chongrong.

"Geng Qing..."

After reading the contents of the book, Wang Chongrong did not express his opinion for a while, and his confidant around him was not good at making any moves, so he had to stay quietly by his side.

The wind blew in the middle of the night, and after a long time, he moved. He looked at the dark sky in the east, and nodded to the messenger.

"Wang responded to the request of the Secretary of the State Council. Everyone can punish the Yellow thief. If there is not enough manpower, Hezhong Prefecture can also send troops to capture the thief! But reply to your Secretary of the State Council and inform him not to instigate the people of Hezhong Prefecture, otherwise Wang will take his troops to resist it."

The messenger ran down the city wall and rushed out of the city gate. The sky in the east was white. The morning light broke through the gaps in the clouds and pushed the color of the blue and darkness through the ridges. The forests, north of the rivers, and south of the peak state, the carriages captured before were damaged and crooked on the post road. The golden light spread, and the sound of footsteps and horse hooves came in succession.

One by one, the swaying soldiers riding horses and walking and rushing past the wreckage of the carriage.

"Strawns were found!" "Hurry--"

"Kill everyone! Take the armor and the weapons run away!"

On the road, there were business travelers who saw this scene from afar in the mountain village. The people were so scared that they hid and secretly looked at the more than a thousand thieves passing by.

Not long after, the direction of the business trip was moving forward, and the sound of fighting broke out. After turning an intersection, the foot of the mountain was covered, there were already bodies in front of them.

The sun shines down from the gaps of the clouds, and the bright red blood stains pierce the eyes.

In the forest at the foot of the mountain, birds flew in shock and flew around the trees. Thick blood splattered on the tree poles and slowly slid down. The figure of the human being sat under the tree, widening his eyes and was already dead. The figure of the companion crossed the corpse and screamed, and his red eyes were still pushing towards the guards inside. The blood-fighting beams were all killed madly next.

The bandaged his arm and one leg Commander Zhao held the knife in both hands and slashed fiercely. While killing the man, the tree body next to him also exploded with wood chips under the blade. The dried blood stain on his body was dyed red again, leading more than a dozen subordinates to the ground, constantly turning his head to order the soldiers behind him.

"Go to protect the old lady, take the women's family away first-"

Guards kept falling around, most of them were wounded before, and the dry food along the way had already been used up. At this time, they forced themselves to fight with the attacking bandits, hoping to let the other comrades and the female family in the car leave first.

"Commander, you go too!"

A guard with his arms held half his arm and shouted on the ground. Two comrades beside him rushed to the commander when he heard the sound, and carried the other party to run deep into the forest.

"I can't leave!" A female voice shouted fiercely. In the chaos, a woman in a waist-tight dress pounded the tree stud and was flying towards this side, passing over the dozen people fighting below, rushing away the five guards who were intercepting like a wave, and quickly approached the guard commander who was running away.

The long sword in the woman's hand buzzed away with golden striking, and a figure suddenly flew out from one side, hitting the woman in the waist. Then the figure bleeded backwards, and while hitting a tree behind, Tang Baoer landed in a mess, stumbled and leaned against the tree pole. She glanced at the guard who was grinning at her with blood, turned around and chased the people who had escaped.

The soldiers who rushed into the forest behind followed closely behind their leaders and ran wildly. Someone in front ran and shouted, "They ran away!"

"Catch it quickly... This is the forest, and the carriage can't run fast!"

The distance gradually narrows.

In front, several carriages were escorted by more than a hundred people in panic. In the violent shaking, Qiao Niang tried her best to hug her mother-in-law and gradually bumped. When she heard the thief screaming from behind, she burst into tears.

"There is a forest ahead!"

The guard driving suddenly shouted excitedly, which made Qiaoniang and Wang Jinqiu feel a little happy. After leaving the forest, the carriage could get on a little faster, but he was only slightly happy. He kept chasing the soldiers and could not escape danger for a moment.

"Hahaha!! You guys were caught--"

Qiao Niang heard a hideous laughter from outside the car. She hurriedly lifted the curtain. The dim forest had passed and her vision became wide. In front of her, more than a dozen bandits with different clothes were standing on the mud path not far away and looking over.

"Your guards are loyal to you. We have seen it. You have left the property and women in the car. You can run away, don't make things difficult for you!"

The guards guarding the carriage ignored them at all. They sent more than a dozen people to pounce on them without saying a word and fought with each other.

During the Jin Ming fight, the guards were sitting on a carriage and chariot, leading the convoy, and the remaining soldiers ran all the way, and from time to time they distributed their men to fight with the swaying troops catching up from behind.

He knew that these thieves were good at fighting in the mountains and had a large number of people. If they were besieged, they would be dead. They could only divide up a small group of soldiers, drag the other party for a while, and try their best to rush to the boundary of Hezhong. When they get there, even if they are robbed by the Hezhong Prefecture Army, at least their lives will be saved.

Commander Zhao sat on the edge of the carriage, holding a knife in one hand, suddenly shouted, and chopped off a bandit soldier riding from the side, "Don't stop, speed up!"

The guards around were also running and slashing. With a few jingles, more swaying troops in the rear ran wildly. One of the graceful and slim women rode a horse and rushed to the last carriage with a sword. They didn't even look at the steel knife that was slashing from the side. They simply blocked it, stepped on the saddle and jumped silently to the roof of the carriage. They walked quickly and their figure rose into the sky again, flew into the air like a swallow, throwing the carriage in front.

The sword body swept away in the air, stabbing the guards who were slashing outside the carriage.

——The Sword of Heaven!

The woman brushed over the roof of the second car, and the sword tip passed through the eaves of the car without any obstacles and stabbed the guard's scapula. The latter did not expect a sudden stab behind him. He endured the severe pain and pressed his scapula against the tip of the sword, and staggered his body. The sword tip slashed out of blood and flesh, and fell backwards outside the car. The moment he turned around, he slashed with a knife in his hand.

Down!

Bang—

The blade slashed the sword body and fell slanted on the eaves of the carriage, cutting out a gap, and its body also fell to the ground at the same time, and was soon left behind by the carriage.

The guard who was driving hurriedly drew his sword, and was suddenly kicked out from behind. The horse that had lost its control was neighing, slowing down.

In the sun, Tang Baoer stood on the roof of the car with a sword in her hand, her clothes fluttering, looking down at the battle below like a god of war. She raised her arm holding the sword and pointed the tip of the sword around.

The voice is clear: "Guan you and others are all men with outstanding martial arts skills. The court is corrupt and the towns are brutal. Why do you and others help the evildoer?"

...........

Xilulu!

The sound of war horses neighing sounded in the distance. The woman who was talking nodded and glared, and vaguely heard something and stopped.

The thieves fighting with the guards below felt the slight trembling under their feet, and they all opened the distance. Some people's eyelids twitched wildly, and they felt a vague premonition in their hearts.

"Do you feel it?" "The ground is shaking..."

Some people also turned around: "Stop and do something, we won, kill these guards and steal women!"

"No, this vibration is like a lot of horses... not good, it's a cavalry!"

Someone had been in the rebel cavalry and had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the movement of the horses rushing. When the bandit shouted, he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked ahead.

Rumble...

The sound of horse hooves became clearer and denser, and Tang Baoer, who was standing on the roof of the car, also turned around at the same time; Qiaoniang and Wang Jinqiu in the car hugged them in a ball; the guards who covered the wounds on the ground and were unable to move were squeezed out with difficulty. He was on the ground, looking at the distance, and the dust particles shaking slightly in the realm, and grinned and laughed hoarsely.

"You... are over..."

That was the sound of hoofs that he was most familiar with.

In the distance, in the fields, a black line spreads like a tide. Bathing in the sun, the armor refracts the metallic light. The first war horse dances with its mane, its limbs rushing, and the knight cloak above is waving, and the short handle spears arranged in a fan shape are shaking slightly.

Fu Daozhao mopped the floor with his sword, rolled up the mud, and looked at the convoy gradually approaching in the distance, and the crowd roared like thunder.

"Crush the remnants of the yellow thief--"

"kill!!"

The roaring sound of horse hooves and fierce neighing were all lifted up. The horses riding in the horses rushed towards this side like clouds covering the horizon. Countless iron hooves stirred up smoke and dust, and rushed over like huge waves.

The thieves on the convoy stood there, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground without notice. Someone reacted and turned around and ran away, "Let's go!"

It’s too late to react, but not.

However, the guards gathered with experience and crouched around the carriage, or the bottom of the carriage. As soon as they squatted down, the ground was shaking wildly. The thieves running wildly in their sight, or the thieves standing still, were instantly swallowed by the iron cavalry.

Tang Baoer was still standing there. She didn't understand where so many cavalrymen came from.

"Down!"

Chen Shuba's roar awakened her, no longer hesitated, jumped off the roof of the car, led a dozen experts to run forward, and the cavalry running from behind poked out their spears and pushed them over like a forest. The few people with poor light body skills were immediately pierced by the back, breaking out of their chests and hanging them in front of the horse's head.

"Ah ha--"

The woman glanced at this scene in the back of her eyes. It was not easy for her to pull up the team. The soldiers who were close to her were slaughtered in the blink of an eye. She was angry and stopped and turned around and slashed the spear and war horses that were stabbed with one sword.

The spear was cut off, and she was knocked over by the war horse, and she hit the ground hard and slid out two feet before stopping.

Just as he was about to get up, two short spears were thrown and nailed to both sides of her head. Chen Shuba shouted and rushed over on foot. A cavalry swung his long sword, and with the sprint of the war horse, he cut off the blade in his hand and splashed out with one knife, and the person was also knocked down by this knife.

"Uncle Eight!"

Tang Baoer struggled to get up, his face covered in mud and dust, hugging the man who vomited blood. In the aftermath, figures around him were slashed by the iron cavalry chasing him. There were shrill howlings everywhere. Human corpses and blood seeped into the soil, dyeing a huge blood mark.

The sun gradually became warmer, and a carriage slowly stopped on a hillside in the distance.
Chapter completed!