Angry and violent shouts rang out in the village. Su Dalang held a long spear and separated the more than ten people in front of him, "Brother Fan, how can I be sorry to King Dong of the Han Dynasty?!"
A young man with yellowish hair opposite smiled and said: "Brother Su abandoned King Dong of Han at the beginning of the year. Now King Dong of Han has come back. He is well aware of Brother Su's talents and has asked people to inquire more. If we hadn't met by chance today, we would still be here."
I really didn’t know Brother Su was hiding in the countryside.”
"Now the army is moving south, sweeping across Hebei and Shandong. If Brother Su can help him, the King of Eastern Han Dynasty will definitely be happy."
"If Brother Su refuses to come out, then there is nothing I can do about it."
Su Dalang took a deep breath and pointed the long spear in his hand straight to the opposite side, "King Xia died tragically in Chang'an last year. Li Tang was unkind and I am willing to join the army of King Dong of the Han Dynasty.
But once Luoshui was defeated, the Eastern King of the Han Dynasty fled north to the grassland, took advantage of the Turkic troops to resurrect, and now plundered his hometown. This was something my foster father deeply hated during his lifetime."
"Don't give me any shame!" The young man's face turned cold. "Do you know that with just one order, hundreds of people in the village will lose their lives!"
"Then do it." Su Dalang shouted sternly: "There are few young people in this village, they are all old, weak, women and children. Don't you have any idea where they moved from?"
The young man's face changed, and he turned to look at the silent old men behind Su Dalang. He felt vaguely familiar, and someone behind him whispered: "They should all be relatives of the old Luo City troops."
Luocheng was the capital of Dou Jiande and Liu Heita. These old, weak, women and children were the family members of the generals in Hebei Province after they defeated Li Shimin. The young people really didn't dare to take action.
But the more than 20 Turks behind them didn't care. Liu Heita was a dog raised by Turks, so they didn't care about this small village.
Standing in the middle was a young Turkic man in gorgeous clothes. He bent his bow and arrows and shot them at will. An old man behind Su Dalang fell to the ground with a muffled sound, bleeding profusely.
Su Dalang did not dare to look back, and gritted his teeth and cursed: "This is the way of King Dong of the Han Dynasty!"
Originally, I was thinking of compromising and trying to escape, but as soon as this arrow was fired, there was no way out.
In this era, there was no particularly obvious nationalist trend, but the long-term oppression and bullying of the Central Plains dynasties by the Turks led to people in Hedong, Guanzhong, Hebei and other areas bordering the grasslands having a strong sense of fighting against the Turks.
After hesitating for a moment, the young man's face turned ruthless, "If you, surnamed Su, are unwilling to surrender, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Su Dalang backed away slowly, half of his body huddled behind the door panel, and sneered: "I don't want to be a human, I just want to be a dog!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I could hear the sound of horse hooves outside, the sound of arrows, shouts of strength, and the shouts of the Turks who stayed behind to guard the horse team.
The first ones to react were the Turks, who rushed out of the village with their swords drawn. The yellow-haired young man shouted in horror, "Someone is robbing the horse!"
"Quick, quick!"
At this moment, Su Dalang suddenly stepped out from behind the door panel, shouted in disbelief, and waved his long sword left and right to separate the opponent's spear, and went straight in to kill the yellow-haired young man.
Su Dalang knew very well that the man in front of him was the first man in Liu Heita's tent, the eldest son of Zuo Pushe Fan Yuan. As long as he captured this man alive, he would be able to overcome this difficulty.
Although he had known that this former friend was brave and fearless, he never expected that the other party would dare to charge into the battle alone. Before the yellow-haired young man could react, the cold star-like Feng Feng was already close in front of him.
Turning his wrist sideways, the spear blade swiped across the yellow-haired young man's neck. Then Su Dalang flicked his wrist, and the spear pole knocked the opponent over violently.
With his left hand, he drew out the long knife from his waist and forced the people around him to retreat. With his right hand, he actually blocked the opponent's spear with one hand.
Although the more than ten people in front of him were panicked, they also knew that without the eldest son of Zuo Shefan Yuan, their lives were at risk, so they immediately rushed forward.
Su Dalang sneered twice and threw the long knife with his left hand, hitting one person in the chest. He waved the long sword with both hands, retreated and advanced in and out, stabbing four people over. He also kicked the yellow-haired young man on the ground to the back.
"Tie them up!"
Su Dalang shouted sharply, but no one came forward, because the continuous screams sounded outside the village. Just by hearing the mixed accents, he knew they were the Turks.
In fact, these Turks were even worse off than Liu Heita's men in the village. As soon as they rushed out of the village, they saw the sycophants who had been dispersed, and they were hit by precise arrows.
Fan Laosan and his three men were all elites in the army, and Guo Pu's four men were all Li Keshi's personal guards. But Li Shan, who looked carefully through the afterglow, discovered that the one with the best archery skills was Zhu Shitou in the village.
, that is, the Orion that Li Shan rescued when he first traveled through time last year.
Five arrows in a row, each arrow must hit a vital point.
Well, Li Shan actually didn’t understand this. Although Shitou was an excellent archer, he stood still, while Guo Pu and Fan Laosan were shooting arrows while riding horses. Mounted shooting and foot shooting are completely different.
a concept.
However, eight or nine of the twenty or thirty Turks had fallen. Guo Pu put away his bow and arrows, picked up his horse and shouted several cheers. The more than forty cavalry divided into two groups, accelerated together, and defeated them without any suspense.
Resistance of the remaining Turks.
There is mental arithmetic but no intention, and the Turks have lost the most important flattery. They are indeed as capable of killing as Fan Laosan said!
"A team of three!" Fan Laosan shouted: "Don't let anyone get away!"
Without their horses, it was not completely dark yet, so the fleeing Turks were determined not to escape, so Guo Pu and his men tied up the remaining few.
But Li Shan ignored this and quickly ran to the big tree at the entrance of the village and helped up a seven or eight-year-old little girl.
Fortunately, it was not his head that hit the big tree, but his shoulder and back. Li Shan breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to ask someone to pack up the wound immediately and get some medicine, but he saw people around him looking at him strangely.
Li Shan coughed twice, stood up as if nothing had happened, but then squatted down again... and put on the little girl's unbuttoned clothes.
Uh, okay, I can't even put it on anymore. In order to check the wound as soon as possible, Li Shan habitually cut open his clothes with scissors...
"As you know, a certain person is a doctor or a doctor, and he has no eyes for men, women, children..."
"Lang Jun, it's not over yet." Guo Pu reminded silently.
Li Shan entered the village surrounded by everyone. Fan Shishi, who was the first to explore the way, ran over and said, "That man is quite impressive. He can stand alone against more than ten people without being defeated."
Just as Guo Pu was about to speak, screams and cries were heard not far away.
Li Shan looked intently. Under the reflection of the setting sun, he saw a big man holding a long spear. He was as powerful as a tiger. He ignored his own safety and advanced with all his moves. In a moment, he stabbed two or three people over. His face was covered with splatters of blood.
The intrusion of more than twenty men armed with weapons into the village should have caused great concern.
But in fact, there were dozens of middle-aged people and old people standing in a circle, some were shouting, and some were crying.
The man holding the long sword seemed to be crazy. He didn't feel any pain after being slashed twice on his body, and he only focused on killing the enemy.
On the contrary, the few people who were forced into the corner looked over with flickering eyes, and one of them shouted: "A certain person is the personal guard of King Dong of Han Dynasty..."
As soon as these words came out, Li Shan, who was originally hesitant, finally breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "If we can't capture them alive, we will kill them all."