Seeing Dong Zhang wiping off a brother's neck in an instant, all the Mongolian soldiers were shocked and angry, and they cursed angrily:
"Boy, how dare you!"
"You brat, you're dead!"
Faced with the shouts and curses from everyone, Dongzhang didn't take it seriously at all. He stood on his horse and said softly: "Then let's see who dies first."
At this time, the two scimitars crossed and slashed at the door facing Dongzhang. Dongzhang's long sword stood upright in front of him to block the menacing scimitar. He held it in an upright position and slashed at the Mongolian soldiers passing behind him.
The head of the man stood straight up, and the headless soldier immediately fell off his horse.
Without turning around to look, Dongzhang used his left hand to hit the Mongolian soldiers who were passing by him on the left.
There were a few muffled sounds, and a small hole was opened in the back of the Mongolian soldier's head on the left. The blood hole was still slightly scorched, which was obviously the result of Wuxiang Jie's finger.
The man also fell off his horse in an instant. At this time, the Mongolian soldier on the far side wanted to bypass Dongzhang and chase the carriage that was going away. Dongzhang, who caught a glimpse of this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, filled his sword with true energy, and moved away with all his strength.
The Mongolian soldiers threw them away.
call out!
There was a sound of a sharp weapon penetrating the body, and the Mongolian soldier who broke through Dongzhang was stabbed straight into the chest and abdomen with a long sword. The huge force instantly pushed the man off the horse and flew forward.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Dongzhang did a backflip on the galloping horse to avoid the swinging scimitar. When his feet landed, he immediately twisted around and ran towards the Mongolian soldiers nailed to the ground.
He pulled out the long sword with the blood-covered hilt in his right hand, but at this time the war horse in front had already galloped to the front. Without thinking much, Dong Zhang's long sword was inserted into the ground, and he turned his head to avoid the scimitar that was coming.
The energy was sinking in his Dantian, his feet were tied to the horse, and the surging true energy filled his whole body. He grabbed the horse's neck with both hands, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He grabbed the horse's neck with both hands and twisted his waist.
With a loud bang, Dong Zhang threw the war horse to the ground, including the man and the horse. When the Mongolian soldier fell off the horse and looked in disbelief, Dong Zhang's long sword pierced the Mongolian soldier's throat.
Seeing this scene, the Mongolian soldiers reined in their horses in shock and looked at Dong Zhang with a horrified look, holding a sharp sword and his body covered with blood, standing alone at the entrance of the forest for a long time without saying anything.
Shaking away the blood stains on the sword blade, Dongzhang lifted up his messy long hair and fixed it back on his head. He looked at the four or five mounted soldiers in front of him with cold eyes and said calmly:
"This road is blocked."
"You pretentious boy, don't be fooled by him. Listen to my orders and come together! Kill!"
"kill!"
The few Mongolian soldiers who had just been shocked by Dong Zhang were stimulated by the tall Mongolian soldier's words, and were instantly filled with chicken blood. They all screamed and rushed towards Dong Zhang to beat the horses.
Also, this group of big-headed soldiers who have been on the battlefield have never seen any scenes. They have seen more heroic occasions everywhere. It is impossible for them to be scared out of their courage by a young boy, and now they have all been killed.
When your eyes are red, you are even less likely to think so much.
Seeing four or five Mongolian soldiers rushing forward on horseback without fear of death, it was more in line with Dongzhang's wishes, and he was not afraid to move forward with his sword.
There was a harsh clash of swords, and the entrance to the woods became calm again.
The corpses of several Mongolian soldiers with their heads dislocated were lying on the ground. Even three or four of the horses were dead, and they were all blocked at the entrance to the woods.
At this time, Dongzhang was sitting next to a big tree at the entrance of the forest, and in front of him sat a frightened Mongolian soldier, the tall Mongolian soldier.
I saw that the scimitar in his hand had been knocked out by Dongzhang, and he didn't know where it fell. His body was also covered with sword wounds of varying depths. He was kneeling in front of Dongzhang tremblingly, with a look of horror on his face.
Just because Dongzhang's long sword was resting on his shoulder at this time, and the cold blade was pressed tightly against his neck, Dongzhang raised his eyes slightly to look at the tall and frightened Mongolian soldier, and said softly:
"Your official title is not small."
"It's just a waste of time. It's because the young master is ignorant and bumps into the young master. I hope the young master will show his noble hand and treat the young master like a fart."
Looking at the dead headless brother beside him, the tall Mongolian soldier said carefully as if walking on thin ice.
Dongzhang lowered his eyelids and said calmly: "There is a boy who ran to the back. Do you know what he did?"
Upon hearing this, the tall Mongolian soldier's pupils dilated instantly, and he said cautiously: "He must have been so frightened that he deserted after seeing the young master showing off his power."
But in my heart, I secretly prayed that Xiao Liao, who went to call for reinforcements, would arrive quickly and lead his troops to kill this young man.
"Is it."
"One, it must be like this. Our team all knows his temper. Please let me go, sir. I will give you all the money I have."
After saying that, he took out a few banknotes of large denominations and handed them to Dongzhang with both hands cautiously.
Dongzhang glanced at it, turned his head to the ground and said, "Put it there."
"Okay, okay."
The tall Mongolian soldier who obediently put down his banknote looked at Dongzhang expectantly and did not dare to say a word.
"What are you going to do after those two girls?"
"This, this, we just wanted to make friends, but we didn't expect this to be a big misunderstanding."
Sighing slightly, Dongzhang said softly: "Yes, it will be so big that you will all die."
Then the conversation changed and he looked directly at the frightened soldier in front of him and said, "Do you think I can let you go?"
As soon as these words came out, the big-headed soldier's face instantly turned the color of pig's liver. He asked himself, as an opponent, I would definitely not be able to let this young man go, but as a weakling now, I would say this no matter what.
Not exported.
If he said that, wouldn't he just be persuading this young man to kill himself? Anyone who has a slight desire to survive and a slight hope of living would never dare to say such things.
So the tall Mongolian soldier simply shut up and said nothing. Dongzhang raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the big-headed soldier who suddenly shut up and said calmly:
"Do you think I don't know that kid went to call for reinforcements? Why am I still arguing with someone like you here?"
The tall Mongolian soldier's expression suddenly changed, and he thought: So he knows everything.
"You are waiting for the reinforcements to come and save you, and I am waiting for them."
The tall Meng Bing raised his head in surprise and looked at the calm-faced young man with a look of disbelief on his face.
Then I heard Dongzhang say: "No one who wants to harm my family can live in peace, not now, and never will in the future."
At this time, Bai Lai's iron cavalry was finally seen galloping towards them on the horizon in the distance. The loud roaring sound even shook the ground slightly.
Just as the tall Mongolian soldier looked happy, the cavalry stopped thirty meters away from the entrance of the woods and stopped.
When everyone saw the hell-like tragic scene at the entrance of the woods, everyone's face was so gloomy that they were about to drip with water. Their eyes were staring at the young man sitting at the entrance of the woods silently.
Dongzhang chuckled: "Look, isn't this coming?"
The tall Mongolian soldier kneeling on the ground shouted as if he saw hope: "Save me!"
"Boy, let me go immediately and spare your life!"
"You bastard, let me go, or I will cut you into pieces!"
"Let them go! Let them go!"
Everyone waved their swords and cursed Dongzhang angrily.
"Hehehe, you are quite popular."
"You should think I'm crazy."
Dongzhang's long sword pierced the feet of the big-headed soldier.
"ah!!"
"Boy, how dare you!!"
"You brat, you're looking for death!!!"
Amidst the angry scoldings of everyone, Dongzhang tidied up his long hair and walked towards Baiqi alone.
Then a soft voice reached the ears of the tall Mongolian soldier.
"I'll make a bet with you to see if it's your brother or me who survives in the end."
Under the incredible eyes of the tall Mongolian soldier, Dongzhang said again:
"Open your eyes wide and watch, I will kill all of these people without leaving a single one behind."