This is the best tactic at the moment. There are too many thieves. If we fight a protracted war of attrition, with his combat power and the speed of the blood-maned horse, it may not be difficult to escape, but it will be difficult for others to survive.
Outside the mountain gate, there were nearly five hundred people approaching in darkness, all riding horses, holding swords and guns, and carrying long bows on their backs, full of murderous intent.
Zhan Peng took a deep breath, stood up and asked loudly: "Who is that hero outside? I'm passing by here and haven't had time to visit yet, so please bear with me."
A knight in black rushed out and shouted in a strange accent: "People inside, listen, we are just here to rob money. Come out obediently and surrender and give the property. If not, don't blame the men for being ruthless. We are waiting to be killed."
When we go to the ancient temple, I will definitely kill you with thousands of knives, and your life will be worse than death when the time comes."
Zhan Peng said sternly: "Our young master is an official of the imperial court. If you gather a crowd to become bandits and rob and kill the imperial official, aren't you afraid that the nine tribes will be implicated?"
The knight in black laughed wildly and said, "Grandpas robbed and killed dog officials like your young master."
Zhan Peng's face changed and he said: "Hero, we are wise people and don't tell secrets. You are not trying to steal money, but you are here to target our young master!"
The knight in black was silent for a moment, then laughed arrogantly and said, "Yes, today you are here to kill Wang Junlin's poison..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a bowstring clanging from the temple door, and a sharp arrow flew out, hitting the knight's throat.
Zhan Peng looked around and saw that it was Yu Zimo who put the hammer aside and retracted his bow with excitement. This was his first time killing someone. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was extremely excited. Zhan Peng thought to himself, this grandson of Mr. Yu
But he is a natural killer.
The thieves were immediately in chaos, and then they heard a loud voice shouting: "The little thief is so rampant, and he is about to die, but he still dares to show off his strength? Brothers, kill me!"
Following this man's order, a horse thief in front of the crowd was seen rushing towards the mountain gate, wielding an iron gun in his hand, menacingly and with murderous intent.
Yu Zimo smiled sinisterly, bent his bow again, nocked an arrow, and shot out. At the same moment, Zhan Peng, with a cold expression on his face, drew his bow like a full moon, and fired an arrow at the horse thief's crotch.
This horse thief was obviously a master. He wielded his spear and knocked away Yu Zimo's arrow.
But the eye of the war horse under its crotch was hit by Zhan Peng's arrow. It hissed violently and fell to the ground. The horse thief was so dizzy that he lost his mind and the spear flew to nowhere.
However, this guy's kung fu is indeed not bad. He immediately rolled over from the ground and got up. But as soon as he stood upright, Yuzi silently shouted loudly, drew the bow again, and with a clang of the string, the sharp arrow came out of the string.
Like lightning.
This time, the horse thief had no weapons in his hands. Although he tried his best to dodge, his body's reaction was a little sluggish just after being injured. He only heard a pop, and the horse thief screamed, turned over and fell in a pool of blood.
Zhan Peng ordered: "Shoot the man first, shoot the horse!"
For a moment, the horse thieves stopped and there was silence for a moment outside the mountain gate!
But there was no commotion at all. After a brief pause, the horse thieves began to charge again.
The death of two people before a fight is an extremely powerful deterrent to ordinary horse thieves. And these people in front of them are obviously not ordinary horse thieves.
At this time, one of the thieves said something unknown, and hundreds of thieves shouted in unison. During the process of rushing south, the troops instantly divided into three groups and charged towards the temple gate.
Their equipment was not very sophisticated, but their attack was obviously well-organized. They were clearly an army, but they did not look like Sui cavalry.
"They are from Tuyuhun." Zhan Peng's expression changed and he roared loudly. He was experienced and as the bandits approached, he recognized them even though they were wearing Han clothes and dressed like Han people.
The first ones who rushed forward were a dozen thieves holding wooden shields. Some of the thieves got off their horses and bent down to hide behind the shield bearers. They seemed to be slow, but they rushed forward extremely quickly with the cavalry.
Zhan Peng secretly screamed, "Everyone, hold on for a moment with all your might. The lord will soon come from behind the thieves. As long as the lord appears, with the bravery of the lord, these people will undoubtedly die."
The guards obviously had an inexplicable trust in Wang Junlin, and had no doubts about what Zhan Peng said. There was no fear on their faces. They each held their bows and arrows, facing the galloping horses, and fired a series of arrows to seal them.
Although the horse thieves were on guard, twenty-one bows and crossbows were fired, which still made them hard to guard against. From time to time, the neighing of war horses could be heard, and the mounts of more than a dozen horse thieves fell into a pool of blood.
Yu Zimo's arrow hit the thief's wooden shield, and cracks suddenly appeared in the solid wooden shield. Then Yu Zimo strung another arrow, stroking the bow like a full moon, and a cold light flashed away. The bandit
Screaming, blood bursting out.
A gap suddenly appeared in the shield wall of the horse thieves, and the arrows of the twenty guards flew out like meteors. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight more thieves fell to the ground, wailing.
But even in this situation, these horse thieves still didn't panic much and rushed forward without fear of death. At this time, most of the arrows in the hands of everyone in the temple had been consumed.
After all, we are not marching to fight, and we are heading to Kyoto, so we cannot carry too many arrows.
This is their most serious problem now... Once the arrows are used up, they will have to face hand-to-hand combat with their opponents. Zhan Peng and the twenty guards are naturally experienced soldiers, and Yu Zimo is even more stubborn.
Masters in the realm, but the difference in numbers is too great, they will eventually be exhausted.
A horse thief grabbed the clothes on his body and pulled them outwards with force. With a hiss, the outer shirt was torn in half, revealing the leather robe often worn by the Tyuhun people.
The leader of the horse thieves looked ferocious and shouted sternly: "Avenge the young prince and kill Wang Junlin."
The thieves took off their black robes one after another, revealing the leather robes that the Tuyuhun people liked to wear, and shouted in unison: "Avenge the young prince, kill Wang Junlin."
Zhan Peng cursed: "It's really a fucking Tuyuhun person, everyone, be careful."
Yu Zimo at the front door saw the horse thieves turn into Tuyuhun cavalry and howled excitedly. He had always dreamed of killing the Tuyuhun and the Turks, but he didn't expect that he had achieved his goal today. As for the danger, he had not thought about it yet.
The people in the temple kept holding bows and arrows in their hands, and arrows shot out of the air. Although thieves were shot to death one after another, they still could not stop the Tuyuhun people. They were already less than twenty steps away.
"Hold the temple gate and fight to the death." Zhan Peng shouted loudly and shot the thief.
There were four thieves at the main entrance. They had already rushed over and rushed towards Yu Zimo with their swords. However, Yu Zimo laughed wildly and easily hammered them to the ground one by one. The thieves behind him jumped in fright, and a large group of thieves rushed towards him.
Came over.
At this time, thieves from other directions also rushed over and started a close fight with the twenty guards led by Zhan Peng. Fortunately, they guarded the temple gate and only needed to block the enemies in front. Otherwise, if they were surrounded, except for Yu Zimo,
Others couldn't hold on very long at all.
A burly middle-aged man from Tuyuhun immediately slashed behind the horse thief.
His eyes were half-squinted, and he looked up at the sky from time to time. The worry on his face became more and more serious, and his fists were clenched very tightly.
"Brothers have already suffered nearly a hundred casualties, and we are still unable to attack the gate of this ruined temple. If we continue to delay, the soldiers of Jincheng County will get the news and send a large army. Even if we kill Wang Junlin, we will not be able to leave, let alone now.
We haven’t seen Wang Junlin take action so far, so don’t think he has already escaped from the back mountain.”
The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at the sky again.
"Goudo, don't worry. I've heard that King Junlin loves his soldiers like his own son, and he attaches great importance to friendship. He will not leave his subordinates alone and run away. As for our life and death, King Bailan came to the rescue when he came.
Damn it, if we can't kill Wang Junlin to avenge the young prince, we will die if we go back."
This Goudo wore an animal skin armor, with his left shoulder exposed, and the black hair on his chest was particularly conspicuous. His head was covered with hair, and not a single hair was found. His sideburns were curled up, and there were copper rings hanging from his ears. He held a mountain in his hand.
The ax was covered in blood, but he was the most powerful one among the group.
Hearing what the middle-aged man said, his eyes no smaller than a bull's eye suddenly flashed with a fierce light. He suddenly raised the ax high and roared: "Children, charge me... Whoever rushes in first, go back
Then I rewarded him with ten Han women."
These Tuyuhun people immediately raised their swords and guns, kept shouting, and launched an even more ferocious attack on the ancient temple.
At this moment, Yu Zimo got the urge to kill and rushed out from the main door, shouting: "Tuguhun dog thieves, I'm going to kill you all."
The people in Tuyuhun did not expect that someone like the other party would suddenly attack, and they couldn't help but be slightly startled.
At this moment of confusion, Yu Zimo had already rushed over. As he passed, the hammer was swung, and there was no enemy. He only heard a series of screams, and six or seven Tuyuhun people were knocked off their horses.
Such power actually caused the Tuyuhun people to panic for a while.
Goudo's face darkened, and he pushed his horse hard. He waved his ax and rushed over, shouting as he rushed: "You little thief, don't be so arrogant."
clang!
The mountain ax collided with the hammer, and the huge force contained in the hammer made Goudo's hands tremble. The horse under his crotch screamed violently, and his hooves gave way, throwing him off the horse.
He rolled on the ground, and a carp jumped upright. As soon as he stood up, the carp rushed in front of him, roared angrily, and hit him with a hammer.
Goudo had already tried this guy's strength and did not dare to take it hard. He turned the ax and gently lifted it against the hammer. Although the hammer was pushed away, most of the power was still not released. Under his feet
His steps were wandering and he almost fell to the ground.
Yu Mozi met a man who could kill him with several moves. He was excited and prepared to swing the hammer again. Unexpectedly, a group of Tuyuhun warriors rushed up next to him. Although he was powerful, he was entangled by Gowudu and fell into a siege.
He was not good at dodging easily, so he immediately began to get injured and fell into danger. Goudo was overjoyed when he saw this, so he took the opportunity to kill Yu Zhimo.