Jiaohua

Chapter 922 Get rid of them (one more)
It was the first time for Liang Jun and Zhai Jinsheng to see these state-exploring soldiers full of energy. They had never been so excited when they left Mountain View City and headed north.

Seeing the soldiers waving their spears and wielding their swords and striding away, arrogant and high-spirited, 600 out of 6 people, Cheng Jieshi didn't feel very good: "Oh, I just hope they will still be arrogant when they come back."

"With the general, maybe it will be true." Liang Jun said in a deep voice.

"By the way, did the general tell you how to deal with those bandits?"

"Not really, but I believe in the general," Liang Jun smiled suddenly, "Yes, I believe in the general. This is not an encounter, but our sneak attack. If the sneak attack comes first and we can't win, then he is not Shen Lie. .”

Thinking that he was still so worried just now, and suggested to send more people to go with him, Liang Jun laughed: "It's because my vision is too small. The general, Tonghua Wanli Danshan Road, there are only five hundred horse bandits at the moment. The general must have Make up your mind, hahaha."

Cheng Jieshi was moved and also laughed.

The Ningshui River spreads far and wide, and this ancient land has seen the pace of family migration every year since thousands of years ago.

The three ancient villages are at the foot of the hills at the end of the plain, followed by the Baigu Mountains at the junction of Ningsi and Panyu.

In order to prevent the severe cold and strong wind, the villages are all built of stones. Contrary to the openness and boldness of the plains, the village houses are closely and meticulously built, relying on each other to co-exist.

Therefore, the fire started and spread rapidly, and was pushed by the strong wind, and the scattered poplar bushes in the village were all in flames.

The fast-running villagers fled desperately, the elderly and infants were hacked to death on the spot, and the heads of men who stood up to resist were cut off and put into a basket.

Women, especially young ones, were bound in rows by the wrists with thick ropes.

The fire gradually got out of control, and all the horse bandits retreated outside the village. There were too many looted things, poultry and livestock, and they piled up valleys on the ground outside the village on all sides. Clothes and silk.

Some horse bandits chased the fleeing villagers.

The men in the village will be killed if they are killed, and no one will be left behind, but the men who escaped outside the village are far inferior to the women who escaped.

One woman after another was dragged back amidst heart-piercing screams.

After a man's extremely satisfying desire to conquer, he is often accompanied by violent sex.

A young woman who was abandoned by her family because she stumbled and fell was dragged to the river amidst screams, and her clothes were torn off violently. She protested angrily and received several slaps on the face.

"Help!" The young woman yelled desperately, "Who will save me, God, you have no eyes!!! Help!!!"

The man's big palm slapped him again, and the other hand went to untie his waist rope.

A sharp sense of crisis suddenly struck at this moment.

The man raised his head and looked ahead, and the galloping horseshoes approached instantly. The horse was tall and strong, and stomped on the ground like a drum. The man on the horse was out of his sight, but the full-textured spear was sharp under the desolate moonlight. The big show is in desperate need of bloodthirsty.

The man frantically touched the big knife, but before he could touch the handle, the sharp spear pierced his throat, and the icy chiller formed a strong contrast with his scalding blood.

The man's eyes are wide open.

The horse was still galloping, and the spear left in an instant. It seemed that there was no sense of accomplishment for killing him.

The man fell on the young woman, lingering on his last breath.

The young woman pushed him away, picked up the big knife on the ground and raised it up.

The man looked at her in horror, and the young woman yelled "Go to hell", and before he died, she slashed at his neck.

The young woman hurriedly turned her head to look at the man running away.

At a glance, it is the back of a young man, thin and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a blazing fire in front of him. His running figure is covered in the moonlight of the wilderness, cold and frosty, just like the spear in his hand, unstoppable.

In a flash, the young woman saw that he had killed three more people.

Even if they have won a big victory, the horse bandits will not relax their vigilance. When they see the young man and the horse running wildly from a distance, the horse bandits at the police station immediately turn around and report.

When the chasing horse bandits saw the young man who had suddenly killed him, they all gave up hunting and surrounded him first.

The sharp bird whistle sounded two long and one short, resounding through the sky.

The horse bandits outside the villages all looked southeast.

The Fiery Horse Knife is the standard equipment of these horse bandits, and it is also a sharp weapon for them to rob houses.

The tactics used are consistent, and they are still outflanking and encircling.

But this time the opponent was quite difficult, and the horse bandits who were best at chasing and blocking at horse speed could not take advantage this time, as the opponent was far superior to them in terms of mounts and riding skills.

What was even more annoying was that the saber, known for its flexibility, was not as long as the opponent's weapon, but such a long weapon seemed to have eyes, hands and feet in his hands, and it was more flexible than the saber in their hands. They had no advantage at all. .

The horse bandits charged towards him time and time again in a siege.

They are all licking blood from the knife edge. Every horse bandit is aggressive and not afraid of death. As long as he can surround him, forgive him for not being able to escape.

However, I really can't hold it.

Every time he felt that he was about to succeed, he would suddenly speed up and go around the edge and back.

The horse bandits on the edge turned around with him, and the rest of the horse bandits quickly adjusted their tactics and surrounded them again, but after he took a few lives away, they broke the formation again.

So cheap!
Back and forth, all the horse bandits were furious, everyone clamped the horse's belly, yanked the horse's buttocks, and vowed to cut off the man's head with a saber.

As a result, the opponent used superb riding and spear skills to crush them and tease them.

The sound of horseshoes didn't sound like stepping on the wasteland, but like stepping on their faces.

After several rounds, there were more than a dozen corpses, almost all of which were wrapped in stirrups and dragged away by their former mounts.

All the bandits were so angry that they smoked.

It wasn't until more and more horse bandits came that Shen Lie suddenly turned around and left.

"Run you!" A horse bandit in front of the chase shouted in blunt language, "Stop!"

"Cut his head off!"

"Cut off his head!!"

"stop!"

Shen Lie led the way, followed by more than 200 bandits.

Not long after arriving, the Tanzhou soldiers and horses who were ambushing in the dark saw the galloping horses, their eyes straightened.

Some even wiped their saliva.

Dai Yu called out in a low voice: "Everyone, get ready!"

Everyone immediately put on a stance of preparing for battle.

As Shen Lie came running, the ambush soldiers stared closely at the horse bandits.

Finally, all the horse bandits stepped into their encirclement.

Dai Yu stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Kill them!"

Several "long ropes" temporarily tied together by everyone's clothes on the ground were suddenly lifted, and countless horses fell to the ground in an instant.

"Come on!!"

"Steal the horse!!"

"Ahhhh!"

"My horse, here I come!"

More than 600 soldiers were dispatched in unison, raising their spears and rushing forward.

The horse bandits were caught off guard and quickly waved their sabers.

The nimble and light saber is less than half the length of the spear.

(End of this chapter)