This is not a good idea, and it is easy to lose the initiative.
But the strange thing is that Mo Xiaocheng actually agreed and wanted to send Mr. Yuan over in person.
Yuan Song was overjoyed, so how could he not agree?
I was just happy for less than half a second when the person on the other side shouted: "Master Yuan, please go to the bridge to meet me in person!"
Yuan Song's smile fell, "I am a scribe, old, weak, and unarmed. If you go back on your word, won't my uncle and nephew's lives be in vain? Do you think I am stupid?"
"I will bring two followers, and you can bring two rangers with me. We will pick you up at the bridge center!"
Mo smiled into a crooked smile and seemed to have succeeded, "Okay! You are allowed to bring two followers!"
Wang Yan felt that this was still very risky, so he turned around and found two swordsmen with strong martial arts skills to follow Yuan Song onto the bridge.
It's already mid-afternoon, and time can't be wasted forever. The two sides intend to make a quick decision and complete this deal quickly.
Yuan Song was reluctant, but seeing the two highly skilled swordsmen behind him, he felt a little relieved.
The three masters and servants have already discussed it. When Yuan Song picks up the man, two swordsmen will step forward to protect him. They will wait until he and Master Yuan return to the camp safely before retreating.
After that, the ambushed soldiers will immediately rush out and capture Mo Xiaocheng's rabble.
For a short stretch of bridge, the two sides moved step by step and walked for about ten minutes. Xu Da, who was ambushing on the platform holding an umbrella, almost felt sleepy.
Fortunately, the two sides finally came together. Mo Xiaocheng pushed the young master Yuan who was holding him in front of the two swordsmen. Without any surprise, he drew his sword and stabbed Yuan Song who was standing behind the swordsmen.
Because the swordsman was attacked by Mr. Yuan, Yuan Song was exposed to Mo Xiaocheng's sword in such a gap.
Seeing that Yuan Song was about to be hit by the sword, luckily one of the swordsmen reacted in time, pulled Yuan Song behind him, and drew his sword to fight Mo Xiaocheng.
The two followers beside Mo Xiaocheng also moved at this time to restrain the swordsman who was attacking.
Mo Xiaocheng immediately pulled away and quickly chased after Yuan Song, who was frightened and panicking.
The accident happened in just a moment. When both sides reacted, Wang Yan quickly ordered the soldiers hidden in the woods to carry bamboo rafts down the mountain like tigers and rushed out.
Suddenly, the rebels on the other side were taken aback.
The bamboo raft was put into the river, and the archers from the Yuan family camp behind them fired arrows. The arrows rained down from the sky and fell to the other side, covering the Yuan family soldiers boarding the raft.
In just a blink of an eye, Yuan's soldiers had arrived at the center of the river.
This turn of events was both expected and unexpected by Mo Xiaocheng.
He guessed that Yuan Song would not sit still and wait for death, and would definitely have a backup plan, but he did not expect that the other party actually prepared a bamboo raft.
Once Yuan Jun is allowed to cross the river, with the opponent's sophisticated equipment, the Rangers are no match at all.
However, as long as he kills Yuan Song, the situation will turn around!
Mo Xiaocheng stared at Yuan Song who was escaping like a wolf staring at its prey. His heart became ferocious. All the old grudges were added together. With a roar, he raised his sword and slashed at Yuan Song.
There were two swordsmen beside Yuan Song. One was restrained by two rangers, and the other was protecting Mr. Yuan, and unexpectedly left his own master Yuan Song behind.
Yuan Song felt a gust of cold wind behind him. He subconsciously looked back and saw a shining silver sword suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes. He shouted in shock:
"Come quickly! Save me!"
The soldier closest to Yuan Song wanted to rush up to save him, but he was not fast enough. It was almost too late. An umbrella cover fell from the sky and a rake hit Mo Xiaocheng!
With a scream of "Ah", Mo Youxia, who was looking fierce and murderous one second, was pinned to the ground by the umbrella cover the next second.
The opponent obviously did not act on a whim, but had targeted him early, so he made such a precise move.
Mo Xiaocheng opened his umbrella cover and got up from the ground. He wanted to see which thief dared to attack him!
But the other party had already supported Yuan Song and ran towards the woods. He only saw the dirty old uniforms of officers and soldiers and a cowering figure.
"Old thief Yuan Song, today I will kill you if you don't laugh!" Mo Xiaocheng came up to kill you with red eyes.
"Master, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!" The cowering officers and soldiers supported Yuan Song and said, "We are all our own people in the forest, let's run into the forest!"
Yuan Song was shocked and nodded repeatedly, "Warrior, I will reward you heavily when you turn around!"
The officers and soldiers did not respond. Yuan Song thought that he must have been so surprised by the reward that he forgot to thank him. He looked back at Mo Xiaocheng who was chasing after him, and hurriedly urged: "Quick! Run!"
The officers and soldiers simply picked him up. Yuan Song was surprised by the warrior's strength. He felt the soles of his feet floating, and he hurriedly flapped his toes in an attempt to lighten the warrior's burden.
But he didn't notice the weird expression on Mo Xiaocheng who was chasing him from behind.
What's strange is that these officers and men of the Yuan family rushed out of the woods with Yuan Song all the way. Where were they going?
She is really good at running. She was exhausted from chasing him! Mo Xiaocheng cursed in his heart and continued to chase.
The rangers and Yuan's troops on both sides of the river started fighting, and the scene was chaotic for a while.
Master Yuan was sent over by the swordsman. When he saw an officer and soldier coming to meet him, he threw him away without thinking and turned around to go back to find his master.
Mr. Yuan just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally saved. Before he could rejoice, he cut down the knife with his hand. The back of his neck sank, and he fainted in disbelief.
Zhao Jian put the person on his body, took advantage of the chaos, and ran out of the woods with the person on his back.
Wang Yan tried hard to find the figure of his lord, but he didn't see it. When he turned around, he found that even Master Yuan was missing. His heart suddenly sank, and he felt an ominous premonition.
At this moment, the thunder-like "rumbling" sound of horse hooves was heard not far away. Wang Yan looked in fear and saw two hundred-man cavalry teams on the plains on the east and west sides of the river, encircling them from the left and right.
Come.
The long knife swept across and Yuan Jun, who had just crossed the river bank, was caught off guard and fell down one after another as if someone was cutting leeks.
Wang Yan has met all the leaders of these two cavalry teams.
One is Xu Mo, the major general of the Xu family army who likes to tear people's heads off with his own hands and is cruel and bloody.
There is another one, the famous female leader of the Xu Family Army, Xu Yue!
Wang Yan immediately took a breath of air and thought: It's over, it's over, it's really over now, Xu Jiajun is coming to kill!
Yuan's camp was filled with exclamations and screams. When Xu Mo's name came out, everyone was frightened.
Then the female leader Xu Yue personally led the troops to help. The rebels were shocked at first, and then their eyes immediately burst out with a burning light, and their morale was greatly boosted.
Yuan Song ran forward with the warrior, and suddenly heard his confidant Wang Yan shouting from behind:
"No! Xu Jiajun is here! Where are you, my lord!"
Is Xu Jiajun coming?
Yuan Song turned back and looked at the river bank. Among the blood, a woman wearing light armor and holding a silver heavy sword ruthlessly cut off Yuan Jun's heads one by one, like a murderous god.
