Wang Junlin has a very strong learning ability in this area, and he already has 70% of the strength of Yu Juluo in the art of Ma Shan.
Although the enemy troops that rushed over were experienced in fighting, when they encountered such a master of the inner family who was holding a treasure gun, riding a BMW, and possessing superb horse riding skills, there was no one who could be combined for a while. He was the leader.
He knocked down seven or eight enemy warriors and frightened the other bandits and horse thieves into galloping around him.
Seeing that Wang Junlin had rescued Yu Zimo, he rushed towards a wave of guards trapped in the enemy's army. He swung his horse and tore open a bloody mouth, then turned his mount and pounced on the next battle group.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis..."
"Thank you..."
These more than 30 guards had already fallen into despair, but suddenly they saw a glimmer of hope. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. Their gratitude to their Marquis had reached the extreme.
Wang Junlin couldn't think too much about the current tense situation on the battlefield. He had just torn a hole into the second battle group, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw four enemy generals with cold looks and burly bodies, riding on them.
Riding on tall horses, each holding an iron gun made of fine steel, they galloped towards him. From a distance, he felt a burst of cold air, as the opponent wanted to pierce his throat.
Wang Junlin felt the difficulty of these four people and knew that if he could not kill these four people in a very short time, he would be surrounded by layers of enemy forces just like Yu Zimo just did. In that case, even he would eventually be killed.
He was exhausted to death.
"Don't leave!"
"Come and accept your fate!"
"If you dare, come and fight with us!"
The four enemy leaders rushed towards them. Unexpectedly, Wang Junlin, who had been unstoppable just a moment ago, turned around and ran away without hesitation. They were all so angry that their eyes were spitting smoke and fire, and they rushed after them.
How could Wang Junlin care about the provocation of these people? For him, only a fool would stay where he is and wait to be beaten by the crowd. Besides, his purpose of rushing up was just to save the lives of Yu Zimo and others, and now his purpose has been achieved.
Most of the time, there is no reason at all to stay and pester the other party.
Even though the war horses of these four big bosses are all good horses, compared with the blood-maned horses, they are far inferior in terms of speed, night walking ability, and sprinting ability in complex terrain. Soon the king will come and chase him.
The distance between them was gradually widened.
After just a few breaths, the camp gate that had been simply set up before was already close at hand. The guards had just witnessed the bravery of their own marquis, and they all rode up to meet it, feeling proud and proud.
"Master Hou is mighty!"
"The Marquis is mighty, mighty..."
"Mighty, mighty..."
Nearly a hundred guards shouted loudly, their morale was high, and they cheered. The enemy had suffered many casualties just now.
"Dismount and fight on foot."
Wang Junlin gave an order, and nearly a hundred guards quickly dismounted and formed an infantry and spear battle formation. Relying on the wooden stakes set up and the obstruction of deer and firewood, they firmly guarded the entrance of the valley and launched a counterattack against the enemy with crossbows, bows, arrows and spears.
Nearly a hundred guards were divided into four rows. Everyone was wearing good iron armor and holding high-quality spears, shoulder to shoulder and arm to arm. The enemy was originally powerful, and even the morale of the guard, which was composed of experienced soldiers, was somewhat affected.
, but the wonderful performance of Yu Zimo, Wang Junlin and others just now greatly boosted everyone's morale. The spear in his hand was pointed diagonally forward, forming a small steel jungle at the mouth of this small valley.
The last two rows first used crossbows and bows to pour arrows and arrows on the enemy's heads in sequence. The whole process was tense, orderly and methodical. Nearly fifty long spears were seen flashing with cold light, frightening the charging horses into shrieking screams.
Nearly fifty crossbow arrows and feather arrows were fired one after another, continuously, shooting at the enemy troops blocked by their own long gunmen at the front entrance, causing ghosts to cry and howls, and blood and flesh to fly.
Of course, such a situation can be formed mainly because the camp location Wang Junlin chose in the evening happens to be in this small valley. The slopes on both sides are steep. It is also night, and the entrance and exit for the enemy's attack can only be at the entrance of the valley. This makes it difficult for the enemy to attack every time.
The number of troops that could be deployed head-on at one time could not exceed 200, which greatly narrowed the gap in strength in a short period of time. However, it also made Wang Junlin and his party blocked here, making it difficult to take advantage of the fact that they were all cavalry and escape quickly from other directions. It can be said that
There are pros and cons.
In just a dozen breaths, this round of enemy attacks came to an end. "Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang..." Accompanied by a burst of anxious gongs, the enemy soldiers on horseback came to an end.
The elites were the first to escape the attack range of the feather arrows, followed closely by the old bandit holding a horned bow and biting the arrow shaft with his teeth.
Further behind, there are the large groups of spearmen and sword and shield soldiers, each one cursing and full of resentment. At the end of the retreating team, there are wounds on the tail, either on the limbs or on the ribs.
, shoulder sockets and other non-lethal areas, blood dripped everywhere along the edges of Gebu's shoes.
As for the enemy's own seriously injured ships and the dead, they were thrown at the mouth of the valley without hesitation. Let those who can survive get out of danger first. This is an unwritten rule on the green forest road. Since you are injured, you must resign yourself to fate.
, don’t blame anyone for being cruel!
Moreover, even if those seriously injured were carried away, the medical skills and medicinal materials reserves of those copycat doctors in Qinling would not be able to restore them to their original state.
Therefore, instead of watching them being tortured by injuries and skeletons and then dying in excruciating pain, it is better to let them die under the opponent's knife now. At least for the seriously injured, they can die happily.
After repelling an enemy attack, everyone's morale was boosted again. Zhan Peng originally wanted to send people out to kill all the wounded left by the enemy outside the valley entrance, but Wang Junlin waved his hand to stop them: "Leave them alone, their screams
The tragic situation will greatly affect the morale of the enemy troops. However, a few people who went out will seriously injure all those who still have fighting strength."
"Here!" Zhan Peng agreed, and soon five guards walked out with ferocious expressions and swords in hand.
"Spare, spare my life!" A bandit with a slight injury on his leg suddenly jumped up from the pile of dead people, staggered away, and begged loudly.
One of the guards sneered, shot a crossbow arrow through the man's thigh, then chased after him, and slashed the man's other thigh and both arms, causing him to lose his ability to move and fight, but he screamed in agony.
The sound keeps coming.
Regarding the cold-blooded and cruel methods of these guards, the two soldiers present had different reactions.
Xu Jingzong was not at all intolerant, but had a look of bloodthirsty and cruelty on his face, while Liu Ziming frowned slightly, watching Wang Junlin hesitate to speak, and finally chose to ignore it.
Although it was the first time for Liu Ziming to experience a tragic battle, he also knew that kindness to the enemy was cruelty to oneself. If he and others were defeated today and fell into the hands of the enemy, they would probably be tortured ten times, or even a hundred times more cruelly than this.