Chapter 1148 The villain is sure, there is a team of 100% riders
Chapter 1148 The villain is sure that a group of cavalry has passed here (please subscribe and vote)
Fang Jun felt the resistance from the tip of the spear, but he roared for his life and thrust forward with all his strength.
It pierced the Turkic man's leather shield and penetrated the opponent's leather robe. The sharp spear tip easily penetrated the Turkic man's waist and abdomen and came out from behind.
"Kill!" Just when the first wave of spears was handed out and the Turks behind were still pushing forward.
Li De, Cheng Fa and others standing in the second row also fiercely thrust the Changrou in their hands forward.
At this moment, the horse was galloping beyond the arrow's distance, stretching its neck to look at the association rate in the valley.
He saw that the brave warriors under his command had already crowded into the mouth of the valley.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Now, let me see how Cheng Sanlang uses those mysterious weapons that are so powerful and easy to accidentally injure people?
Just when the association showed an ecstatic smile and laughed loudly.
He saw a flash of fire and was thrown into the sky, and his expression changed involuntarily.
Fortunately, a few elite shooters who had been marching at the rear saw a flaming object flying into the air.
Without thinking, he opened the bow and loosened the string, and the arrow shot across the sky in an instant, penetrating this thing easily...
The thing that was originally thrown forward was brought back slightly, but after it was broken open, the essence of the wine originally stored in the water bag was revealed.
In an instant, it turned into drops of blazing fire rain, splashing on the bald gourds of those Turks...
The second, every third, the fourth...
Cheng Chubi lit one and threw it forward with all his strength. He didn't even notice the water bags containing the essence of the wine.
Almost all of them were shot through by elite Turkic shooters in mid-air. As a result, the Turkic warriors below were really unlucky for eight lifetimes.
That is the essence of wine that Cheng Sanlang, an excellent medical worker, has repeatedly refined many times.
This thing has a higher power than what was extracted when there were no conditions in the previous two years, after being splashed on the body.
Not only was it burning wantonly, it also set fire to the Turks' braided hair, beards, and leather robes.
Some unlucky ones were even drenched in fire and rain, howling miserably and frantically asking for help from their comrades around them.
But the comrades he grabbed and hugged were also burned by the essence of the burning wine and screamed again and again...
Fang Jun was breathing heavily at this moment. He had lost the spear in his hand. He held a round shield in one hand and managed to block the strong Turkic man who slashed at him with his scimitar.
He thrust the drawn horizontal sword under the shield viciously, pulled it back, then continued to thrust it in and pulled it back.
Time after time, he couldn't tell who was his opponent. He only knew that every time the sword was pulled back, it was covered with blood stains.
His arm armor was also severely chopped by the scimitar, although the fastened iron armor prevented the blade from cutting into it.
But the huge pain made him unable to hold the knife.
But at this moment, Fang Jun didn't dare to let go, let alone take a step back, and screamed unconsciously.
Time after time, he continued to stab forward viciously, and then again.
Li De and others at the rear continued to forcefully push their spears forward through the gap where the armored tool men were standing in the front row...
One after another, it seems that as long as their strength is not exhausted, they can persist forever.
The Turks' scimitars were slashing wildly, but the Tang army's round shields and armor were too hard.
Those sharp and straight horizontal knives can not only cut horizontally, but are also very good at stabbing.
As the crowd became crowded, the Turkic warriors found that they could not even wield their swords.
The rain of fire falling from the sky and the shrill wails coming from behind made the Turkic warriors at the front start to panic.
They didn't understand why Pao Ze behind them screamed so miserably, and why there seemed to be a bonfire behind them, making people feel that the back was getting hotter and hotter.
At this moment, Li Shimin gritted his teeth, resisted the pain and stood up again, stretched out his big hand, and gently took Li Mingda into his arms.
He softly comforted Li Mingda, who had his eyes wide open and his lips pressed tightly.
At this moment, Cheng Chubi was like the best grenadier, seeing the blazing flames inside the crowd of Turks who had crowded into the valley entrance.
I didn't forget to throw the remaining three water bags over, trying to add more fire to them.
The association leader watched the huge flames rolling through the crowd, devouring the struggling Turkic warriors one by one.
With a gray face, he reined in the reins, opened his mouth, and stared blankly at the crowd that began to flee.
He even saw a man whose whole body was on fire, hugging a comrade who was trying to escape, and the two slowly fell to the ground together.
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Chai Shao led a group and followed the road southward for nearly fifty miles, when they happened to see a group of merchants.
After questioning for a long time and confirming that His Majesty and the others had not passed by, Chai Shao's face became increasingly grim.
According to this, maybe the Queen's concern is right. Is that thief He Luo'u still not satisfied with his position as king in the Tang Dynasty?
Chai Shao shouted loudly, and the three hundred cavalry around him stopped in unison.
"Going back from now, whenever there is a fork in the road, a team of ten people will chase them for thirty miles..."
Following Chai Shao's instructions, groups of cavalry began to disperse, along the main road toward the branch roads. If there were no branch roads, they continued to run back.
At this moment, Zuo Wei General Su Dingfang, who was in his thirties, was riding fifty fine horses, but he was walking slowly forward at a pace that was not much faster than walking.
Because among his soldiers, there is a veteran who is very good at tracking. He has been hunting since he was a child, and his ability to track prey is indeed top-notch.
Otherwise, Su Dingfang would not have been able to lead fifty fine cavalry forward so honestly.
But if you want to track, you can't go too fast, you can only ride slowly.
Follow this soldier who is walking and running on the ground from time to time.
After walking about three miles like this, the soldiers ran forward for a certain distance. Su Dingfang was about to pick up the reins and follow.
As a result, the kid jumped back again shaking his head, then looked around for a long time, ran down the main road, and lay down on the ground beside him.
Then I saw him pulling up a handful of grass from the ground and running over with a look of joy on his face.
"General, at least twenty or thirty horses passed by here. Look, these hoof prints are still fresh."
Su Dingfang stared blankly at the handful of grass for a long time, but he couldn't see any ghost hoof prints on the weeds.
"I said, are you sure?"
"I'm sure, I'm 100% certain, that a group of cavalry passed through here."
"Let's go! Let's take a look." Su Dingfang took a breath, reined in his horse, and began to rush along this overgrown fork.