Chapter 115 I am Zhao Lang, Xianyang!(1/2)
The scarred man looked at the ground blankly, while his second brother stared with his mouth open and his head still rolling.
It seemed that until his death, he had not figured out why he was killed despite having the upper hand.
The scarred man didn't figure it out either.
He subconsciously looked at Zhao Lang's feet. He wanted to know how a person could stand up out of thin air!
Of course people cannot stand up out of thin air.
So he saw something under Zhao Lang's feet, supporting him.
"I see."
The scarred man suddenly realized that if he wanted to stand up, he would just put a board under his feet.
Such a simple truth, why has no one thought of it?
If he also uses this method, the combat power of their cavalry can be greatly improved immediately!
Thinking of this, the scarred man's heart suddenly became hot!
But soon, he felt a chill.
He raised his head and saw Zhao Lang looking at him with a half-smile.
The next moment, Zhao Lang had already rushed towards them.
These people couldn't help but feel furious. How dare one person charge against so many of them!
"Walk!"
Scarface said loudly at this time.
As long as you bring this method back, it doesn't matter what kind of reward you want.
The subordinates behind him were stunned for a moment, thinking that they heard wrongly.
But during this moment of confusion, countless wooden guns with iron heads suddenly stretched out from the grass as tall as one person next to them!
Caught off guard, several people fell down!
Suddenly screams broke out everywhere,
Just as the opponent was about to counterattack, Zhao Lang had already bumped into him, both man and horse.
boom!
A chaotic battle!
Cavalry can only display its true power when it runs.
If you stand still and are attacked from bottom to top by a spear, you will be a living target!
"Hold on! Don't let anyone go!"
Go die and shouted loudly, then thrust the spear in his hand into a man who was waving the weapon randomly on horseback.
The other party immediately howled miserably, and blood flowed out from the wound.
He seemed to know that he was bound to die.
The opponent howled and threw the weapon in his hand towards Death.
thorn la.
There was an instant wound on the dead arm.
"ah!"
When I feel the pain, I can't help but cry out even if I die.
This scene was played out among everyone.
Only this time, no one backed down.
Surround the enemy tightly inside.
In the small open space, blood and flesh suddenly flew everywhere, turning into a cruel killing field.
At this time, Zhao Lang had already taken Sha Po Lang and faced the scarred man.
when!
The weapons of the two men crossed each other, causing a golden roar in the air.
The scarred man felt the tremor from the weapon in his hand, and was horrified in his heart.
He didn't understand why this boy, who looked like he was only half his age, had such domineering shooting skills!
"Let me go!"
The scarred man said quickly,
"I can give you any amount of money you want."
What answered him was another attack from Zhao Lang!
Seeing his men fall one by one, the scarred man blocked Zhao Lang's attack again and shouted,
"I am a subject of King Zhao! Do you want the nine tribes to be exterminated?"
In an instant, the opponent's offensive stalled.
The scarred man thought it had worked, felt relieved, and continued,
"My lord is King Zhao..."
puff.
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Lang's gun tip had already pierced his throat.
The scarred man fell to the ground in disbelief.
Without the leader, everyone else was quickly killed.
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of horse hooves was heard again not far away.
Others also rushed over.
Zhao Lang, covered in blood, stood in front of these people, pointed his spear, and shouted,
"I am Zhao Lang of Xianyang! If you are not afraid of death, just come up!"
The leaders looked at the corpses on the ground and the murderous spear array, and glanced at each other.
One of them said,
"I'm just passing by."
After saying that, he turned the horse's head.
Others stopped staying and left quickly.
Only then did Zhao Lang say,
"Gather the wounded and leave quickly!"
No one noticed that not far away, a Qin soldier in civilian clothes and a farmer also left quietly.
The Qin army rushed all the way back to the city gate and told Zhang Han the information.
"You mean, he killed the leading cavalry team and then drove away the others?"
After hearing the report, Zhang Han said with some surprise,
"This man actually knows some art of war?"
"Where are their entry documents?"
Soon, someone sent the paperwork.
Zhang Han looked at the information recorded on the bamboo slips and said with a smile,
"He is actually a businessman who runs the salt field? Huh, I have also heard about the salt field incident. It is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. It depends on how he responds to the dispute between the big clans."
"If he handles it well, I wouldn't mind recruiting him as my subordinate."
"Xianyang Zhao Lang, very good, I have written it down, general."
Zhang Han put away the bamboo slips and asked no more questions.
There are so many talented people in the world. If the other party can't break through, then it's not worthy of him to recruit.
Just like him, he thinks he is brave and a general, but he is still trapped in this small town?
On the other side, the farmer ran all the way back to a dilapidated farm.
The farm is not big, and there are a lot of people crowded inside. Fortunately, it is well organized and does not look messy.
As soon as he entered the farm, he shouted loudly,
"Saint! I'm back!"
Before he finished speaking, a group of people gathered around him, led by a very beautiful woman.
To be continued...