Chapter 75: Take the general's head out of ten thousand troops, and then run away
Close!
Closer!
The young man from the Dongyi Kingdom, who was surrounded by hundreds of cavalry, looked at Xin Zhuo who was speeding towards him. Not only was he not afraid, but he also sneered and mumbled some incomprehensible bird language.
Dozens of fierce Dongyi cavalry rushed towards Xin Zhuo, their leather armor swinging in the wind, and their scimitars raised high.
The distance is very close, and you can already see clearly the strange armor on the face of the opposing horse, the rough face of the opposing cavalry, and the blood-stained blade on the hand.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, while his long hair was flying, he jumped on his horse and swept his spear across. The dazzling shadow of the Qi gun was like a black snake attacking. The strange and bloody breath instantly overwhelmed the dozens of cavalrymen on the opposite side. Collective momentum.
The spear came out like a dragon, with a little bit of cold light.
"Puff puff puff..."
These cavalry rely on bravery and collective blood, and their realm is extremely average. The more than ten cavalry in the lead, including men and horses, were stabbed to pieces in an instant. , the broken limbs and broken horses were thrown to the ground. The other cavalry in the surrounding area were caught off guard and were in chaos.
Just take advantage of this opportunity.
Xin Zhuo had already taken advantage of the forward momentum of his horse and used his legs to exert force. The waves suddenly turned into clouds, and he jumped into the air, approaching the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.
The contempt and sneer on the young man's face disappeared instantly. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly reined in his horse and retreated. The cavalry around him instantly surrounded him in circles, blocking the front.
Xin Zhuo's spear had already been swept away, and the seventh-level fusion mutation spear technique [the destructive tyrant's dog roaring invisible divine spear technique] struck with all his strength!
The strong zhenqi surged endlessly, and the huge black gun shadow followed the tip of the gun and let out a piercing bark, like a dragon that chooses people to devour.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
Nearly a hundred Dongyi cavalry raised their scimitars and screamed to greet them, but they were instantly attacked and defeated by the terrifying shadow of the gun. They were turned upside down and fell down. piece.
A bit of gun light passed through the crowd and stabbed hard on the chest of the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.
“Be bold!”
The young man let out a strange cry, and was immediately led vigorously to lie down on the horse, with blood dripping all over the horse.
Xin Zhuo's moves were old at this time, and he landed on the ground. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by Dongyi cavalry, he quickly put his foot down, jumped onto his white horse running in the distance, raised his whip, and galloped away.
He happened to pass by a strong Zhou army soldier carrying a strong bow on his back. Without thinking, Xin Zhuo grabbed the opponent's bow and pinched out an arrow.
The army that week was shocked: "King of thieves, I have a six-stone bow, you can't pull it..."
The following words can't be said.
Xin Zhuo had already jumped on his horse, turned around, hung up his gun, and pulled the bow string into a full moon shape. A series of actions were completed in one go,
Then, with one eye slightly narrowed and one wide open, he faced the Dongyi young man.
"Whoosh——"
The arrow pierced the air like a thunderbolt and flew straight out.
Unfortunately, I have no experience and my bow shot crooked.
"Puff..."
It penetrated the armor of two Dongyi cavalry in a row, and finally only shot the young man's horse butt.
The war horse was in pain, neighing and bouncing.
The young man fell hard and fell into pieces.
I have never shot an arrow, which is a pity.
Xin Zhuo cursed secretly, threw the bow to the Zhou army officer, picked up the horse's reins, and went straight to the distance to chase after Cui Ying'er and the others.
That week's army was stunned for a long time, and murmured: "This dear fellow... is so fierce!"
At the city gate, a large group of people from Su Miaojin and Murong Lei, from beginning to end, I didn't miss a breath and watched the whole process with great concentration.
Yuan Yourong couldn't help but forget his hatred for Xin Zhuo, his eyes were bright: "It's so thrilling to take the head of a general among thousands of armies!"
"Only Xin Zhuo's The marksmanship is so weird that it can sweep through a group of enemies. Another person would be overwhelmed by the energy of the large group of cavalry, and would be trapped in a quagmire.
And he was very lucky. The rebel generals and Dongyi generals were in front, but I have to say that this Xin thief is still impressive! "
Murong Lei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"That Dongyi young man seems to be..."
Song Dongxi, who has been to Dongyi several times, suddenly Surprised: "Abadu, the leader of most of the Zhuyang tribe and the eldest son of King Linzhou, the cousin of the Emperor of Dongyi Kingdom, is said to be seventeen years old, a seventh-level witchcraft expert, brave and resourceful, and he is actually under Xin Zhuo's command. No room to fight back? "
The dignified king of a country was wounded by the bandit leader of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the midst of thousands of troops. Will anyone believe it?
...
"Three dens of cunning rabbits, male thieves and female prostitutes, where did Xin Zhuo and the others go?"
Below the city, Shangguan Fan Qing and his group, who knew nothing about fighting, stood inexplicably on the right wing of the Zhou army's cavalry. , was bitten by the enemy cavalry, and was surrounded by water.
After finally repelling the wave, Shangguan Fan Qing looked around, but was surprised to see no Xin Zhuo.
They came here because they were actually stimulated by Xin Zhuo's letter. You, a bandit, have such courage. We are both citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Why can't we?
As a result, the fight here was a complete mess, but Xin Zhuo and the others disappeared? This gave them a strange sense of loss. Wang Hulu's sharp eyes pointed at Xin Zhuo, who was walking away, and cursed: "That kid ran away!"
Shangguan Fan Qing stretched his neck to look, suddenly confused, and said Okay, let's serve the country together? What the hell is running away?
Master Jiang Hezhu was stabbed by someone, and his shoulder was bleeding profusely. He was already angry. At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "Xin Zhuo, the thief, I want to report you! 伱Just to show off to others!"
While roaring, the enemy cavalry around them suddenly retreated like a tide, and the enemy troops further away also retreated in an orderly manner.
"This..."
A group of people couldn't help but look at each other.
I heard someone shouting in the distance: "The enemy is defeated! The enemy is defeated!"
"Prince Dongyi is seriously injured and dying!"
"Prince Dongyi Dead!”
"Who did it?" Du Rufeng, the loyal general covered in blood, roared: "I will promote him!"
Murong Lei on the city wall had to reply: "So that the general knows that it is Fulongshan Thief Xin Zhuo did it!"
"Oh? Where is Xin Zhuo?"
"This..."
Run away? Can you tell me?
Little thief!
Su Miaojin looked at Xin Zhuo, who was leaving only a trace of smoke in the distance, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth.
It’s really hard to understand!
……
“Master, let’s just run away, is it okay?”
"Yes! The blood was boiling in front, but I turned around and ran away. I feel so embarrassed."
"Don't panic! The battlefield has become a mess. Who knows what happened to us? No one should have seen us!"
A group of people from Fulong Village have returned to the village. Xin Zhuo sat on the tiger-skin chair with a golden sword and smiled: "This wave of moral kidnapping is stable, no matter whether we ran away or died. , or by It's broken up. At least the image of a righteous thief has been established and the reputation is in place. Don't worry about the rest. We can't influence the victory or defeat."
Murong Xiu pondered for a moment: "Do you want to pay attention to the war? Let me send a letter to my family and ask?” br>
Everyone had some lunch and rested for a while.
In the afternoon, Murong Xiu summoned a white harrier squatting on the roof and wrote letters home.
Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang dug up the yard and the open space to the west, reclaimed the wasteland, and prepared to plant some winter vegetables and transplant some wild fruit trees.
Huang Dagui went to the mountains to collect firewood.
Cui Ying'er took Han Qiniang to mend clothes and make shoes.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang sat in front under the maple tree and looked at the mountain scenery, leisurely.
The sky is covered with white clouds, the ground is filled with autumn colors, the mountains and forests are rolling, and the mountain breeze is blowing. It’s so pleasant!
If there was no life-threatening danger, the life of a bandit would not be bad!
Opened the Wangyue Well and observed the sacrifices to the spirits. Except for Murong Xiu and others and Xiao Huang, who occupied seven positions, the rest were Murong Lei and others.
Currently these people have no shared qualities.
But it’s time to take a break. Every time I change my mind skills and exercises, although it is very unknown and I am happy to advance, it puts too much burden on my body. I feel like my meridians and internal organs have been filtered through a sieve, causing a dull pain. It is difficult to return to normal in a short period of time.
Unconsciously, the sun sets over the west mountain, and the sky is filled with sunset, reflecting the golden color of the village.
The chimney in the kitchen is smoking. Cui Ying'er is in a good mood today and leads Han Qiniang and others to prepare dinner.
Xiao Huang didn't feel tired after playing for a long time. Now he was chasing a sparrow with the setting sun on his back.
Xin Zhuo had nothing to do, so he followed him down the mountain.
I've been here for so long, except for the time I went to Shuiyue An to steal some food, I haven't really taken a good look around this hilltop.
Below the front peak, there is a dense cedar forest. The little yellow sparrow lost track of it. It peed on the edge of the forest and was about to come back. Suddenly it raised its ears to listen to something, then ran back and bit Xin. Zhuo's trouser legs were dragged back.
Xin Zhuo also had a bad premonition. Just as he was about to retreat, there was a burst of wind and figures swaying in front of him, and he was surrounded.
Four middle-aged nuns, all wearing golden monk robes, have cold expressions. Their realm is higher than the sixth grade. They can’t see the specific realm clearly. Their eyes are like torches:
“Amitabha! Donor, follow the poor nun. Let’s go.”
(End of this chapter)