Song Dynasty

Chapter 155 Take mine and give it back to me

When the enemy started to shoot arrows and sent soldiers to rush up the mountain, Wang Shen had to raise his right hand several times to order the attack, but each time he forcibly endured it.

Now it seems that the enemy is just a test, and has not really discovered the Sizhou army ambushing on the side.

If they attacked at this time, Yang Zaixing who was following behind would come to kill them, and everyone would be in a mess on this hillside, and the mere [-] soldiers and horses would be exhausted by the enemy.

The key to this battle is to accurately find Yang Zaixing in the army of ten thousand people, take down his central army with lightning speed, and perform a beheading operation.

Next to him, Hu Yantong scolded in a low voice: "It's so cunning, we almost fell for it."

Feng Changqing: "Yang Zaixing is from Yao, and the south is mountainous. He is very good at fighting in mountainous areas."

Hu Yantong: "Well, you can't underestimate him."

I don't know how long it took before Yang Zaixing's Chinese army arrived down the mountain.

I saw that under the banner of the Chinese army that was exhibiting, more than 1000 elites were all dressed in black, with a long knife stuck in their backs.

These people are not tall, and they all look lean and thin.The armor on his body is strange, neither gold nor iron, it looks quite weak, and he doesn't know what material it is made of.None of them wore helmets, but a black cloth wrapped in a big ball on their heads, a bit like Indian Sikh soldiers.

Although they looked weird, they looked very energetic. They walked like flying strides, and their bodies subconsciously hooked forward, like limbs climbing a hill.Needless to say, these should be Yao soldiers brought by Yang Zaixing from the south, typical mountain infantry.

"This is Yang Zaixing's personal soldiers, Pan Wangjun, totaling a thousand." Fang Worong, who was also short like a hozen, said in a low voice: "They are all the best of the Yao people. Great. What the former General Fan Wutuo and Yan Yuemeng encountered was the water ghosts of Pan Wang’s army. After shooting and killing more than 100 people, there are still more than [-] left.”

"Military envoy, don't underestimate them. You see, the armor on their bodies is made of broken bamboo and silk, with human hair and linen wrapped inside. They are invulnerable, just like armor. However, they are better than ours. Iron armor is much lighter. It only weighs about ten kilograms, and it can run several miles with one breath."

Yue Yun: "Hmph, I also said that it is stronger than Zhajia. Let's replace it with Guduo and Pumpkin later."

In the past few days, Fang Worong led scouts and Yang Zaixing's light cavalry to fight more than a dozen encounters, and he had already figured out the details of the enemy, so he continued: "Military envoy, they all have black cloth wrapped around their heads. Stronger than an iron helmet."

Yue Yun murmured, "Isn't it hot to wrap around such a big cloth?"

Seeing the sweaty faces of Pan Wangjun soldiers, Wang Shen couldn't help smiling.But after thinking about it again, isn't he and his subordinates also so hot that they are going crazy?

The sun moved a little towards the west, and the shadow of the hill was cast down, like a big knife dividing Yang Zaixing's army below into two parts, one light and one dark.

Although the enemy marched a long distance to chase An Niang and the civil officials of Huangzhou who were retreating, the team lined up neatly.They formed a group of 30 people, with swords and shields on the side and pikemen inside. They marched quickly without making any noise.

There are only rumbling footsteps and the clang of armored weapons colliding with each other.

Ordinarily, An Niang and the others scattered their property along the way and replaced it with other enemies, who had already started fighting for it.Looking at the appearance of the enemy, all the property picked up along the way was placed on the cart and carefully tied up with ropes.It has to be said that this army has been trained very well.

I don't know whether Cao Cheng is a rare general or Yang Zaixing's outstanding ability to lead the army, maybe it has both!

The valley was suddenly crowded with such a crowd, and the wind picked up.The hot wind rolled the dust from human feet and horse legs and rushed to the face. It was hot, as if someone had rubbed it with sandpaper.In an instant, Wang Shen felt that his mouth was full of sand.

Hu Yantong: "Military envoy, this is a rare opportunity. The bandit army has already been ambushed and can attack!"

Wang Shen stared at him with wide eyes: "Wait a minute, wait until we find Yang Zaixing. When you shoot a man, you shoot a horse first, and when you capture a thief, you first capture the king."

As soon as the words fell, an enemy general in silver armor appeared under the banner of the commander in chief.

"Master, it's him, it's him, Yang Zaixing." Feng Changqing couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Thinking of the god-like sword skills of the enemy, and thinking of his younger brother who was still lying on the hospital bed covered in scars, Feng Changqing's voice was angry, nervous and a little scared.

"Finally found it!" Wang Shen squeezed the handle of the knife tightly and looked over.

I saw that this Yang Zaixing was only of medium height, the horse he was riding on was not tall, and his whole body was covered in dust.The brown hair and ponytail were all messed up by the mud.But it was strange to say that the armor on his body was so bright and dazzling that it gave people the illusion that it was spotless.

His face is not the Chinese character face that people of this era have. The chin is slightly pointed, and the facial features are also very clear.With a straight nose and clear black and white eyes, he is a rare handsome man.

It's just that his gaze swept around like a knife, and his body stood upright like a pine tree immediately, exuding a powerful and sharp aura.

On Yang Zaixing's back was a very long bow, and the bow arm mountain was floating with a light purple color, but it was a long bow that was rarely encountered on the battlefield.

A lion crouches on a silver helmet.A large tuft of leopard's long hair is decorated on the back of his head, which makes him look extremely bold and fierce.

This is a ferocious leopard, and you can feel the dangerous aura on him just by looking at it.

He had no longarms, but a mace hung over the side of his saddle.The left hand is holding the rein, and the right hand is constantly stroking the waist knife, looking like he can't put it down.

"Red blood." How could Feng Changqing fail to recognize this knife, his eyes spit fire with anger.My brother was the lord's sword protector, but someone snatched the sword from his hand.

Although Wang Jun said: "The knife is a dead thing, how can it compare with the lives of my athletes, as long as you can come back safely." But the brothers of the Feng family still regarded this as a great shame.

"Yes, it's red blood." Wang Shen smiled lightly: "Yang Zaixing is the king of swords, so he naturally likes this kind of precious sword. However, there is no such light and light thing in the world. Eat mine and spit it out for me. Take mine and give it back to me." return."

After finishing speaking, he jumped on his horse and shouted: "Front army, crossbowmen, archers, shoot!"

The long horn blew, and the soldiers who had already waited impatiently raised their bows at the same time, drew the big bows, and shot the boundless rain of arrows down.

The feathered arrows of the strong arrows pierced the iron armor and pierced into the human body.

In the smoke and dust, Boundless screamed, and blood splashed everywhere.

In addition, the ten three-bow bed crossbows that had already been stringed and had their landing points marked began to show their power.

When the hammer was struck, long and thick crossbow bolts like javelins shot out from the string, and the sound of piercing the air was chilling.

(End of this chapter)