"PS: Don't bet on those who say this plot is bad, you will be slapped in the face in the future. In addition, Huan Hu is a temporary neutral enemy and an important plot character. It's boring to watch the protagonist perform a one-man show all the time."
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"He... actually killed Wang Ting..."
Even Zhao Hongrun was stunned at that moment.
He almost couldn't help shouting: Huan Hu, you are so stupid! Do you know who this guy is? He is Wang Ting! He is the biological brother of Queen Wang, a dignified uncle of the country! Even if you and I negotiate,
It broke, but Wang Ting fell into your hands and was still a good bargaining chip. Why bother killing him? Do you have any brains?
While shouting in his heart, Zhao Hongrun also felt palpitations in response to Huan Hu's decisive killing.
After carefully recalling Huan Hu's meaningful and playful look just now, Zhao Hongrun clenched his fists involuntarily.
Huan Hu was clearly playing tricks on him!
"The Blue Crows!"
Zhao Hongrun, with a gloomy face, shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen Green Crows who were pretending to be guards behind him immediately pulled out short blades from their waists. One of them reached into his arms, took out a flute, put it to his mouth and played it.
A burst of elite whistles resounded through the mountains and forests. In an instant, the sound of fighting in the mountains and forests rang out all around, and the sound of clanging weapons was heard endlessly.
During this period, there may have been a few cavalry bandits who wanted to kidnap Zhao Hongrun. Unfortunately, the Zongwei and the dozen or so Green Crows protected Zhao Hongrun and surrounded him.
"Hey, withdraw!"
At this time, Huan Hu had already taken over the reins of the war horse brought by his men, got on his horse, and cursed at the cavalry bandits who were still trying to attack Zhao Hongrun and others: "Don't you even want to live?!... Withdraw."
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After that, he took the lead on horseback and rushed down the mountain. Seeing this, the nearby horsemen jumped on their horses one after another.
"How could the majestic King Su not be fully prepared?"
Huan Hu glanced back at Zhao Hongrun, who had a gloomy face, and secretly curled his lips.
If you don't leave, you really won't be able to leave.
At this time, more and more green crows were attacking from all directions.
These hidden thieves were all agile, leaning down and sliding, and the short blades in their hands slashed at the hooves of the mounts under the crotches of the horsemen.
All of a sudden, more than a dozen of the cavalrymen fell off their horses and fell to the ground, dazed.
Before these dozen or so cavalrymen could react, several figures suddenly appeared beside them, and several short blades pierced their vital organs at the same time. Even such a powerful cavalryman was killed instantly.
"Kill him to death!"
As Zhao Hongrun raised his hand and pointed at the fleeing Huan Hu and others, he ordered in a deep voice, and more than a hundred gray shadows quickly chased towards Huan Hu and the cavalry bandits under his command.
That kind of scene even Huan Hu was secretly frightened.
Suddenly, Huan Hu felt alert and subconsciously raised his hand to look. He suddenly saw a gray figure on the branches of the tree in front of him rushing down towards him. The bright sharp blade in his hand was heading straight towards his face.
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At the critical moment, Huan Hu sidestepped on horseback to avoid the opponent's attack, then backhanded his elbow and hit the opponent's back hard.
The black shadow fell to the ground with a thud, rolled over for a long distance due to inertial connection, and then stopped.
At this time, Huan Hu felt a dull pain on his face. When he reached out and touched his face, he realized that he had not avoided them all just now, and there was still a gash on his face compared to the opponent's knife.
"The attitude of sacrificing one's life and almost dying with me...these people are no ordinary soldiers!"
Huan Hu was secretly shocked.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice of his confidant Shi Shi next to him: "Boss! On the tree ahead!"
Huan Hu subconsciously raised his head and suddenly saw gray figures standing on the trees along the way. The latter all had their weapons drawn, silently waiting for Huan Hu and his party to fall into the trap.
"Damn it!"
Cursing secretly, Huan Hu clenched the reins with his left hand and the sword with his right hand, and shouted sternly: "Please be careful, these guys... are not easy to deal with!"
All the cavalrymen drew their weapons one after another.
"superior!"
Following a concise and clear command, the gray figures standing on the tree trunks jumped down one after another. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of the cavalrymen behind Huan Hu were forced to leave the team, and they and their horses rushed in headlong.
He entered the grass beside the mountain road, and then several gray figures rushed into the grass, and the mounted bandits were no longer seen coming out.
"..."
Glancing at the movement behind him, Huan Hu also showed a bit of sinister look on his face. He seemed to understand the thoughts of his brothers, and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to avenge the brothers, but this account,
Sooner or later, I will ask Ji Run to get it back!... Shitou, call your brothers!"
"Yes, boss."
The confidant Shi Shi took out a horn from his arms, and immediately, waves of horn sounds sounded.
Following the sound of the horn, more and more cavalry bandits jumped out of the mountains and forests and joined Huan Hu's team. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a cavalry bandit with hundreds of people.
I saw these horsemen, riding their horses as if they were treading flat ground, rushing straight down the hillside.
Although many Green Crows tried to block them along the way, Huan Hu and the horsemen were too fast. They passed by the Green Crows almost in the blink of an eye, and the latter could not catch up.
However, after breaking through the blockade of the Green Crows, Huan Hu showed no joy on his face, because he knew that there were still three thousand-man troops of merchant navy, one light, two dark, and three at the foot of the mountain.
And just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a loud bugle sound from the top of the mountain, which seemed to resound through the hill of Bali Temple.
"Woo-wu-wu-wu-"
At the foot of the mountain, thousands of people held Zhang Mingzheng's arms, anxiously waiting for the signal.
Suddenly, when he heard the sound of military bugles on the top of the mountain, his complexion suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly: "Form up! ...The whole army is ready for war!"
"drink!"
With a chorus of shouts, the thousand-man team under Zhang Ming formed a line of defense in an orderly manner.
"go ahead!"
Zhang Ming gave an order, and a thousand Shang Shui soldiers under his command, in a row of five hundred-man phalanx, approached the Bali Temple neatly, preparing to attack the mountain.
But just a few dozen steps closer, he suddenly saw a group of cavalry killing them directly from the mountain.
Zhang Ming was so shocked by this scene that he had no time to think about "how the cavalry can swoop down from the mountain as if they were walking on flat ground", and subconsciously shouted: "The whole army stands still, lower their shields! Set up guns!"
After hearing this, the merchant infantrymen who were walking in front put down their iron shields and raised their spears, forming a solid line of defense.
"snort!"
Huan Hu, who was rushing at the front, snorted coldly when he saw this scene, and looked around cautiously.
Vaguely visible, a group of people in the distance were rushing towards us quickly.
"Hey!"
Huan Hu laughed strangely, pointed the sword in his hand at Zhang Ming's thousand-man team, and shouted: "Kill over!"
In the midst of the chaos, Zhang Ming heard the enemy leader Huan Hu yelling and sneered in his heart.
To be fair, between the cavalry and the spear infantry, it is hard to say who will restrain the other. It only depends on whether the charge momentum of the former is blocked, or whether the formation of the latter is disrupted. In a head-on confrontation, the victory or defeat is 50-50.
The distance between the two armies is getting closer and closer.
Thirty feet...
Twenty feet...
Ten feet...
Zhang Ming took a deep breath, clenched the sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Cope with the cavalry attack!"
After hearing this order, the soldiers of the Thousand Men under his command, those in the first row, squatted down one after another, put their shoulders against the shield, put the spear in their right hand on the shield, and made a response to the cavalry attack.
The best posture to challenge.
The soldiers' breathing became rapid as a result.
After all, in a head-to-head confrontation between cavalry and infantry, the outcome depends on who has the tougher will and can hold on longer.
"Coming!"
Hearing the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, the Shangshui soldiers in the first row couldn't help but tense up, preparing to withstand the powerful impact that was about to come.
But after waiting for a while, they were shocked to find that the expected impact never came.
Some soldiers looked up in confusion, only to realize that the cavalry on the opposite side, only a few feet away from them, suddenly adjusted its direction, swept past their flanks, and used deception to break through their defense line.
"What a bunch of cowards!"
Knowing that he had fallen into the trap, Zhang Ming's face flushed angrily, and he immediately shouted: "Chase! Catch up!"
However, he said that, but he also knew that although the defensive power of the spear infantry was strong, their mobility was far inferior to that of the cavalry. Once the cavalry broke through, it would be impossible to catch up with the opponent.
"Damn it!... How can I explain this to His Highness Prince Su?"
Zhang Ming, a thousand-man general, punched the air angrily, gnashing his teeth and cursing the group of mounted bandits who were whistling after they fled.
At the same time, on the top of the Bali Temple, Zhao Hongrun was squatting in front of Wang Ming's corpse, looking at the bloody head on the left and the headless corpse on the right, with a wry smile on his face.
"Now we're in trouble..."
Zhao Hongrun scratched his forehead, feeling slightly troubled.
To be fair, he didn't care about Wang Ming's death. Although this man was regarded as the brother-in-law of his father Zhao Yuancai and a dignified young uncle, what did that have to do with him, Zhao Hongrun?
Come to think of it, his father wouldn't have any opinion of him because of this incident.
The problem lies with the queen and the master of the harem.
Although Queen Wang wanted to be pure and devoid of desires, now that her brother is dead, will she do something?
"Your Highness."
Wei Jiao, the chief of Zongwei, came to Zhao Hongrun at some unknown time, and his expression was not very good: "The Shang Shui army at the foot of the mountain came to report, but Huan Hu broke through forcefully and escaped..."
Zhao Hongrun frowned and said displeasedly: "Three thousand people can't stop a Huan Hu?"
Wei Jiao lowered his head and reported: "Thousand-man general Zhang Ming fell into Huan Hu's trick and was unable to catch up after being broken through. As for Xiang Li and Ran Teng, their ambush location was a little further away. By the time they arrived, Huan Hu would have already
They fled...the three of them were afraid of His Highness's blame, so they have already gone to chase Huan Hu."
"We need a cavalry..."
Zhao Hongrun was silent for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Let them chase. If they can catch up, then chase. If they can't catch up, then go back to Anling... Duan Pei?"
"My subordinates are here." Duan Pei from the Blue Crows appeared next to Zhao Hongrun.
"Send someone to Yangxia and give an order to the black crows in the name of my king, asking the mourning crows to present Huan Hu's head in front of me!"
"……yes!"
Duan Pei gritted his teeth unwillingly, but he had no choice. The division of labor between the Green Crows and the Black Crows was clear.
The former is responsible for intelligence, and the latter is responsible for assassinations.
"Let's go!...Take those women and Wang Ting's body and return to Anling."