Zhurou

Chapter 85 Stepping on the Hoof (Two in One)

Zhao Mingzhi followed Li Xun seven or eight horses away.

Obviously the north wind was bitter, mixed with the wind and snow again, it made her head and face numb, and her hands and feet were cold, but she ran, but for some reason, her ears were slightly warm.

The two galloped back and forth, no one spoke, and after about two or three sticks of incense, they saw the intersection of the wild path and the official road, several houses built beside the road, and a wine flag fluttering in the wind outside the house.

The wooden windows of the house were tightly covered, the door was half open, but there was a thick curtain covering it, which was slightly shaken by the wind, revealing the light of the candles inside the house.

Looking from a distance, it is no different from other tea shops and wine shops seen along the road.

Walking here, there is a snow slope on the left, no pedestrians are allowed, only two or three carriages can travel in the middle of the road, if you want to pass from here on, you have to pass through those houses.

Seeing the scene ahead, Li Xun did not stop his horse, but continued to move forward. After a dozen or so steps, he stretched out his hand to the side of the horse's back, took out an extremely long strip of cloth bag, shook his hand, and the coarse cloth wrapped in it fell down. Things are immediately revealed.

It is a long iron rod.

The iron rod is as thick as half an arm, with concave and convex grooves carved on the body of the rod. Under the sun, it looks dark and inconspicuous.

Holding the iron rod in his hand, he turned his head and saw that Zhao Mingzhi was several horses behind, so without hesitation, he tore off his cloak, casually put it on the saddle under him, and took off the stirrup. Yes, he turned over suddenly, and he was already volleying and flipping onto the back of an empty horse.

As soon as the two entered and stopped, the distance between the two sides was not far away.

But Li Xun replaced the new horse, and after sitting firmly, he grabbed the iron rod with one hand, and threw the reins of the old horse high towards Zhao Mingzhi with the other hand.

Seeing his movement, Zhao Mingzhi rode his horse to meet him, and when he stepped forward, he caught the rein just in time.

Li Xun turned to look at her, and whispered, "I'll go explore the way first, and you'll come later."

As he said that, he threw the old horse away, and then clamped the horse's belly, like a sharp arrow off the string, and rushed forward suddenly.

Zhao Mingzhi chased after him, not too far away, and within a short time, he was only seven or eight feet away from the wine shop.

However, Li Xun saw that he was about to reach the door of the wine shop, but he pulled the reins of the horse under him with his left hand, and suddenly with a dash, he pulled the horse's front hooves up high on the spot.

His movement was extremely abrupt, and his speed was astonishingly fast, but almost at the same time, snowflakes on the ground suddenly splashed, and a foot-high thick rope rose from the ground. It should have been right in front of the horse's hoof, but he controlled the horse A leap.

The horse jumped almost half a person's height, and even covered a distance of nearly half a foot, easily avoiding the blocking rope.

Not only that, when the horse's hooves fell, Li Xun even let go of the reins, turned his head and bent over, stirred the iron rod with his right hand from the ground, hooked the thick rope, and then dragged it forward heavily with the horse's gallop.

The rope was hooked, and immediately there was load bearing on both ends, one end was tied to a tree on the opposite side of the steep slope, and the other end came from the wine cellar.

There was only a "bang", and the half-closed wooden door suddenly fell to the ground from the inside to the outside with the door curtain. One person was carried by the rope and almost fell out as if rolling.

Without the gate and door curtain as a barrier, the brightly lit main room immediately becomes unobstructed.

I saw a dozen big men gathered behind the door, some holding sticks, or holding short knives and wooden guns, they were in an ambush, and were about to rush out, but they didn't want to encounter such a strange situation, they all held their blades in place for a while. live.

One of them woke up quickly and immediately shouted: "Hurry up, don't run away!"

One side rushed out first.

But his command was obviously too superfluous.

When everyone was still standing still, Li Xun had already turned his horse and stepped straight to the door of the wine shop.

"Fourth!"

Seeing Li Xun's movements, one person finally came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as the person holding the rope on the ground looked up, he saw two iron hooves that grew from small to large, pressing towards him.

He was not slow to respond, he just rolled on the ground, dodged the horse's hooves, and just praised his luck in his heart, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and when he lowered his head, he saw a long iron rod sticking straight into the base of his leg place.

The iron rod was as thick as half an arm, it was inserted too fast, the pain came a few breaths late, but when it came, it almost destroyed the world, it made him scream, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Li Xun's strikes were fast and ruthless, once he succeeded, he first stirred the iron rod heavily, and then pulled it out, pulling out a column of blood gushing out.

Such a tricky hand, shocked everyone in the room for a few breaths, and then looked at the companions on the ground, but each of them had a pale face, swallowed their saliva, and did not dare to go forward.

But Li Xun didn't stop there.

The man who yelled "Hurry up" didn't just open his mouth, he yelled the loudest and ran the fastest, and now he was the first to go out, holding a long knife in his hand, only three zhang away from the horse's head.

Three feet, to a fast horse running, is just a blink of an eye.

Li Xun held the rein with one hand, and rushed forward, while the iron rod in his hand dripped half-clotted blood on the ground, he stabbed straight forward.

The person on the opposite side saw the galloping horse wrapped in the cold wind, like lightning, rushing towards him, and the iron rod with blood on its tip was enlarged in front of his eyes, he was as frightened as a fool, unable to move at all.

This time Li Xun didn't act like Cai Cai, but stabbed at the right shoulder of the opposite person.

The iron rod went straight into the bone, and the man let out a mournful wail, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and he was also useless.

If so, with just one face-to-face meeting, two people are lost in the restaurant, and the remaining people are even more frightened.

Thieves and robbers will more or less get their lives in their hands.

But no one can be like this person this time, he didn't make any unnecessary movements when he struck, he went straight to kill the vital point, and knocked down his opponent with just a single stroke, but he didn't even blink his eyes, and his face was even more serious. Not even the slightest bit moved, the word "used to seeing" is not enough to describe it.

And once those two were injured, they didn't even have the strength to roll, they both lay down on the ground, the ground was covered with blood, and they didn't move, they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

The people inside the door were in ambush, thinking that if the rope tripped the passing horses, they would swarm up and chop with knives, but they didn't expect that with such an arrangement, someone would be able to hide the tripping rope.

In addition to being brave and brave, the people who came here did not talk about the rules. They didn't bother to ask questions when they came up.

When the rest of the people were in shock, they saw Li Xun was about to come forward again, and finally someone shouted: "Force him to get off the horse! Don't tell him to ride on the horse!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

People on horseback beat horses and people under horses, with long sticks in their hands, condescending, or a brutal warrior, who can bear it?
Naturally, they want to pull him down. At that time, ten of them will fight one on their own side. How can they not gain the upper hand?
Someone came up with a seemingly useful idea, and the others immediately adopted it. For a while, those with long knives and long sticks rushed forward first, and someone hugged the half of the wooden door, ready to trip the horse's hooves.

Immediately, seven or eight people rushed forward.

But Li Xun didn't retreat, he clamped the horse's belly, tightened the reins in his hand, first took a few steps forward, rushed to one side, and waited for the horse's hooves to stand tall when he was almost in front of him.

He has a very good rhythm, just when the opponent's long stick is falling, he raises the horse's hoof, just to avoid it, and when the horse's hoof is stepped on again, he sweeps the iron rod in his hand, and the opponent's wooden stick is already far away. He slammed away and fell into the face of another person on the side.

The latter was swept from the temple to the eyeball by the end of the flying wooden stick, his face was distorted in pain, his head was bleeding immediately, and his eyes were even darker.

He dropped the dagger almost immediately, covered his eyes with his hands, and screamed: "I'm blind! I can't see!!"

Li Xun just didn't hear about it, once he hit the opponent's long stick, the horse's hoof would be able to step on it, directly crushing that person to the ground, and the four iron hooves from the front and back would step on him directly from the opponent's toes to the top of his head, and let out a few screams .

Stepping on the stick-wielding man here, the long-sword-wielding man stole away and took two steps away.

And someone shouted in the back: "Cut off his horse's feet!"

It's just that he yelled these words too slowly, Li Xun's right hand was like lightning, and he grabbed the knife directly.

His hand was obviously only wrapped in coarse cloth, but he didn't avoid it, once he pinched the edge of the knife, he pulled the long knife forward, pressed the blade with his left hand, and exerted some force with his right hand, but there was a "thump", The edge of the knife was cut into two pieces directly.

After the edge of the knife was broken, Li Xun made a backhand and threw the half-cut knife into the right shoulder of the knife holder.

The novice next to him chops people with a knife, and often the edge of the knife is either stuck in the bone or in the flesh, but every time he slashes, he always gets stuck in the joint of the joint, as long as he makes a move, he can succeed. , the opponent must be disabled.

For a while, three more people were lost.

Such brute force, such force, has already killed the rest of the people.

More than a dozen people hit one person, not only did they not hit each other, but they couldn't even see how the other party moved their hands.

Although some of them were due to the fact that someone was riding a horse, and some were due to the fact that the crowd lacked command and scattered up randomly, but the gap between the two sides can be seen at a glance.

By this time, the opponent had already seen something was wrong.

There happened to be two people hiding behind, one of them suddenly said: "Didn't you say there is a woman?"

The other person also walked to the door, squinted his eyes and saw Zhao Mingzhi in the distance.

"Behind! Grab that woman!"

The man acted decisively, picked up the long knife on the ground, and greeted the people around him.

For a while, four people gathered together, each with a knife and a stick, and another wanted to bind them with a rope, and they ran out together.

Li Xun was surrounded by seven or eight people. From the corner of his eye, he saw four people coming out from the back of the house, but the direction was wrong. He frowned slightly, and grabbed one person and stabbed his spear at him. He held it up high and threw it forward.

The gun head was made of iron, and the gun body was made of wood. It first made a "swish" sound in the air, flew only two feet away, and then went from back to front and pierced into the chest of a robber with a knife.

The man stood up.

But with this block, the rest of the people followed the direction of the remaining three, and had already noticed that Zhao Mingzhi, who was alone in the distance, also understood the intentions of his companions. Seeing that there was finally a glimmer of life, everyone tried their best to stop it.

Li Xun had no time to pay attention to him.

Zhao Mingzhi was watching the fight ahead from a distance of more than ten zhang, Li Xun was very nervous, seeing three people coming towards him, because he knew there were pursuers behind him, although he didn't know when they would arrive, he did not retreat but advanced instead.

She has a short knife and a dagger at her waist, but they can't be of great use at this time, seeing the three people running towards her, she also knows that she has not enough physical strength to walk for half a day, and it is already difficult for a strong man, let alone On the three of them, they abandoned their sharp weapons and went to touch the back of a horse.

A gourd is hanging on the horse's back.

But after a while, the distance between the two sides was no more than ten feet away, and the three people there had already raised their swords and sticks, their faces were ferocious, and they were about to pounce.

With one to three, it is impossible for her alone.

Zhao Mingzhi was frightened to death, without any hesitation, he took off the gourd, first pulled out the cork, then took the dagger from his waist, and slashed open the seal twice.

The liquid in the gourd swayed slowly, it was so full that it smelled greasy—it was all tung oil.

This object was originally used by Li Xun to prepare lighting in the middle of the night, or to light a fire during a break.

After opening the gourd, Zhao Mingzhi pulled the coarse cloth outside the bundle in his hand, and dipped half a corner of it in tung oil.

Seeing that the long stick in the hand of the opposite person was about to stab her in front of her, she turned the horse's head, ignored the stick-wielding man, but turned the gourd head in her hand outward, drew a semicircle in mid-air with all her strength, and shook the tung oil in the middle out.

The three people on the opposite side saw something rushing toward them, so they backed away in fright. One of them was lucky and avoided it completely, another was half-body covered, and the other was half-armed.

Those two people thought it was some kind of poison at first, but when they felt sticky in their hands but didn't feel the slightest pain, they felt relieved and they got together again.

And Zhao Mingzhi took advantage of this time to pull away the fire starter in his hand, waved it in the wind, shook out the open flame, and ignited the coarse cloth in his hand first.

The cloth was stained with tung oil and would burn when exposed to fire, and Zhao Mingzhi had already used the direction of the wind to guide the coarse cloth towards the chest of one of them.

Although her aim was not too high, the tung oil cloth almost immediately ignited the fabric on the chest of the opposite person, and also set fire to the arm of the companion beside him.

In the middle of winter, everyone wears thick clothes, and with an open fire, there is no reason not to take advantage of the raging wind, and it will burn quickly.

The two were so frightened that they stomped their feet on the spot, fell to the ground again, and rolled desperately.

The remaining one was stunned to see the scene in front of him. He unbuttoned his clothes and was about to put out the fire for his companion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Mingzhi clamped the horse's belly and grabbed the short blade around his waist with one hand, and was about to move forward, but suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

When she raised her head, she saw a long black shadow attacking in front of her. The remaining person was obviously unprepared. With a "poof", the black shadow hit her chest and passed straight through. She froze on the spot for a long while. Only then slowly fell to his knees, and then threw himself down again.

This person rushed, but within a few breaths, the ground was covered with blood.

Zhao Mingzhi had seen many wounded and dead bodies, but he had rarely seen such a large amount of blood. He was startled for a moment, looked up again, and saw an iron rod stuck in his chest, and blood flowed out from the concave and convex diamond bars of the iron rod. , like a fountain.

When she looked up again, she saw Li Xun was looking here.

He was already holding another long spear in his hand, as if he was aiming at it, but at this moment he looked at the two thugs who were covered in flames, but he only slowly put down the long spear, and stared at Zhao Mingzhi for a few breaths from a distance, Regardless of the remaining bandits behind him, he hit his horse and hurried forward.

And Zhao Mingzhi held the dagger in his hand, looked at the blood gushing body on the ground, and the other two bandits who had taken off their coats and were burying themselves in the snow. He turned his head, pointed at the two people on the ground, led the two horses behind him, and stepped up.

(End of this chapter)