Three hundred and thirty-five town three mountains twenty-eight
In just a few dozen seconds, the king of Xiaoyaoshan could see Wei Changpan's ups and downs in his mind. The poison contained in the two arrows hit on his body was not bad. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would definitely not provoke such people with words.
The dirty tricks came to this kid's state of mind just to buy him more time to stabilize his injuries.
Those crossbow arrows are also very vicious. He has a warrior physique that can't even cut through ordinary swords and scratch some oily skin. He thought they were just ordinary arrows with slightly stronger force, and his vital parts have the rhinoceros leather inner armor.
In order to rely on him, he thought that after receiving at least two or three innocuous arrows, it would be his turn to kill all these ghosts, Chong Xiaoxiao.
When putting on this ill-fitting burlap clothes, Takejiro hesitated again and again and stuffed a short knife about half the length of his forearm into his sleeve. This was something that a group of Xiaoyao Mountain men got when they went down the mountain to cut trails.
The scabbard is inlaid with gold and jade and has a huge cat's eye. At first glance, it is the plaything of some young master. The knife is very smooth and sharp, but when it first came into his hand, it was full of makeup and powder.
A good sword needs blood to sharpen it.
"Broken!" Su Qilian drew his sword and shouted violently.
The arrows fired by half of the Jinzhou military attaches were not enough to cover all the moving places around Wu Erlang, but they were more than enough to stop him from rushing towards the lost Wei Changpan, forcing the king of Xiaoyaoshan to retreat for several seconds.
At the same time, several Jinzhou military attachés with swords, led by Zhang Gu, rushed forward to protect Wei Changpan.
Zhang Gu glanced at the young man holding the knife from the corner of his eye, who had not recovered yet, and lowered his voice and said sternly, "Cheer up, a powerful enemy is right in front of you. If you think too much, be careful and someone will take your head off."
Wu Erlang, who was forced back by the arrows, saw Wei Changpan waking up from a dream, and the perfect cooperation with those men in black, who were mostly from the military.
The Kaolutai Killer on the wall of the inn.
It was a killing move to put him to death.
The pain from those arrow wounds didn't matter. What mattered was the numbness in his arms and legs. The poison that still remained in his body had more or less effect. He was so tired that his movements were about 20 to 30% slower.
, in the current situation of being surrounded and killed by many people, it is even worse.
He originally thought that the Kalutai killer was the hidden thorn that came to take his life, but in front of him, these men in black from the military had already forced him into a precarious situation.
Wu Erlang has never thought about the skills of those soldiers who hang out in the army. Perhaps the impression of the weak combat power of the Suzhou Prefecture Army has been deeply ingrained in his mind, as if all the soldiers in the world should be so timid.
Rats, instead of looking up and looking at tigers and wolves like today.
The Jinzhou military attachés holding knives protected Wei Changpan while changing their formations with extreme caution. Capturing the man in front of them alive was already a luxury after the two arrows failed to work. Even with the identified killer of Fulutai joining the formation, it was impossible.
There may not be much chance of surrounding and killing Wu Erlang.
His left hand quietly took hold of the buzzing arrow in the quiver on his side and slowly twisted it. If he fired this arrow, the other half of the men and horses led by Ma Dayuan outside the inn would arrive in an instant to deal with the injured six-story warrior.
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Su Qilian, who once rose to the position of deputy general of the Beida camp based on his bravery and bravery, considered himself not even a general. It was no problem for him to lead the scouts and drive straight into the north for hundreds of miles to harass and spy. However, in this situation, he had to make a choice.
Sometimes I still have to look forward and backward, and I want to take the pot into my arms without grasping the things in my hands tightly, but in the end my hands are empty.
He was still more willing to trust his brother's crossbow and knife than the methods of the Kalutai killer.
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The whistle makes a long and sharp sound in the night sky. As long as it is fired in the general direction, the sound of the whistle in the wind can be heard by everyone on the arrow path. This is a benefit in many cases, but also in some cases.
Laying great hidden dangers.
The dark figure that was originally lying on the ground in the low and lush trees suddenly stood up the second it heard the slender and sharp sound. The skills that had been honed for a long time in the border battles in the past have not been completely touched by the years.
Ping, as soon as their leader gave the order, they rushed to the inn, and the distance of 150 steps was passed in the blink of an eye.
However, the leader of them, Ma Dayuan, has not given the order yet. More than a dozen people are just waiting like this. It is bitterly cold at the border in the north. Most of these military attachés are of some age. Few of them have good waist and legs. They are more or less a little bit tired.
The problem is with him, and if he grits his teeth and endures it, it won't be long before he can even run a few steps, let alone fight those Xiaoyao mountain bandits.
Ma Dayuan, who was the most proficient in the art of "earth listening" among them, did not explain his inaction. The general in the battle formation had no reason to explain to his pawns. Those of him who had spent most of his life had no reason to explain.
Naturally, the old brothers in the frontier army in Jinzhou would not ask any more questions.
Ma Dayuan, who was lying on the ground and listening with his eyes closed again, frowned. Maybe it was because he was getting older. The pair of ears that could listen to the starving people opening a small stove across the three barracks also followed suit and disappeared into the crowd.
When I was in the state, I would often take the crying of my grandson who peed his pants as a craving for sweets. When he was in a good mood, he would tease him a few times. When he got tired of hearing this, he would give the little boy a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots and would often beat him.
You will realize it later when it is over, and you will probably have to take care of your sweetheart for half a month, and you will inevitably have to suffer complaints from your daughter-in-law for a long time.
But on the battlefield, he had not yet lost his ear.
The cavalry attacked at night, wrapping the horses' hooves in cloth and holding a stick in their mouths to prevent the enemy from being noticed by too much movement. Any cavalry general with a little common sense will be familiar with this. However, no matter how thick the small wooden stick in his mouth is,
No matter how thick the cloth on the horses' hooves is, how can a cavalry of more than a hundred people march truly silently?
The closest ones to them were the three hundred elite cavalry led by Tang Huai Li, two miles away. They were selected from among the thousand people and were considered capable of fighting in Suzhou. They were divided with more than ten people under Ma Dayuan's command.
To the north and south of the inn, there was a plan to prevent the King of Xiaoyao Mountain from jumping over the wall and escaping if he was defeated, and also to prevent someone from stabbing him in the back.
Ma Dayuan and his group of ten people were lurking in a low-lying lowland with lush vegetation and foliage. It was one of the few places to hide in the south of the inn. Once they got out of the woods, which was only two acres in size, they looked around.
There wasn't even a grass nest where they could squat and defecate. According to his original intention, the Three Hundred Cavalry should stay here, but Tang Huaili changed places with them on the grounds that the forest was too small for the Three Hundred Cavalry to hide. It was reasonable and reasonable.
At that time, Ma Dayuan could not find anything wrong. He just vaguely felt that if he was ambushed here, once he was attacked by the mantis and the cicada, there would be no way out. But after thinking about it, they were clearly here to kill Wu Erlang.
, and in the hinterland of Suzhou, there was also the serious soldier Cao Canjun Tang Huai Li and the three hundred people holding the battle...
How could he be stabbed in the butt?
The sound of arrows whistling came from all directions. The enemies who took advantage of the cover of night to quietly attack did not give Ma Dayuan a chance to think. It seemed that the roar of arrows that shattered the sky and covered the earth was mixed with fire, and the arrows with cartridges
It is ignited by crossbowmen and then thrown into the forest, igniting patches of grass and trees while leaving no place for the people ambush inside to hide.
Those who were not good at shooting in the cavalry lit torches to provide light for their comrades around them. More people led their horses and rode around the forest to shoot more arrows at the Xiaoyao Mountain bandits hiding in the forest. These cavalrymen
Many of them are young people who are going into battle for the first time. It is very difficult for them to ride their horses at the same time, let alone shoot accurate arrows. However, almost everyone among them is extremely excited except for being nervous. This fight is among the Suzhou troops.
It was one of the few opportunities to gain military honors, and they were all eager to use the heads captured in this battle to pave their way to a bright future in the state army.
A hundred steps away, Tang Huai Li watched the performance of these Suzhou army soldiers intently. When he saw someone leading a horse and even letting the arrow escape his hand, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. No matter how bad he was, he had personally experienced fighting with the northern barbarians at the Jinzhou border.
Su Qilian and his group of military attachés were telling the truth. The three hundred of his elite cavalry were really not enough for any hundred-man team in the Dagang camp to charge and kill them in a few rounds.
Fifty cavalry. He only left fifty cavalry in the north as a token. The remaining two hundred and fifty cavalry were here. Two hundred people rode around the forest and rode and shot. The fifty cavalry were used as backup. The more than ten people in the forest were not heavy.
With armor and shields close by, no matter how bad the accuracy of the two hundred cavalry, they can still kill half of them. The remaining few people, two hundred cavalry, have won the wheel battle, how can there be any surprises?
He patted the forged steel fish scale breastplate he was wearing, which was considered to be the finest in Suzhou's treasury, and showed a solemn look on his plump, round face.
But be careful and sail the ship for ten thousand years, right?
Ma Dayuan swung his knife without saying a word, cutting an arrow that was shot in two into two pieces, but more arrows were still coming, and the flaming arrows had already set the entire forest on fire, making people choke and cry.
The smoke of gunpowder and the heat wave hitting his face made it difficult to breathe. He looked around, and some people had been killed by several arrows, while others were extinguishing the flames ignited on their bodies. In a short time, they suffered heavy casualties, and they were still able to move.
Everyone turned their attention to him, and while waiting for his order, they occasionally waved their swords to block the arrows that were heading straight for their vital points.
In a daze, the former scout lieutenant of Jinzhou Dagangying seemed to be on the battlefield with the Northern Barbarians again. People were dying all around him all the time. The shouts of death were mixed with wails and the sharp sounds of weapons clashing. Dayao's
The battle line that the sergeants and prairie barbarians built with human lives was filled with thousands of lives every hundred steps. A wrong judgment could easily cost hundreds of lives.
Like, so similar, but at that time, his eyes were the same as those of most people, looking at the man on horseback holding a long spear and roaring with hope that had not been wiped away by the endless dead people.
Because he can always lead them to a way out.
He also wants to lead his brother to fight a bloody path.
Tang Huaili on horseback narrowed his eyes slightly.