Chapter 77 Raiders
Lu Zheng was Xie Shihuan's most trusted patrol commander, while Song Changming was chosen purely for his personal bravery.
The three remaining patrol chiefs are senior and experienced, and are more suitable than Song Changming to take charge of the team.
After Xie Shihuan informed the captain, the three of them left the team and rode towards the scouts on the other side.
After getting closer, Song Changming glanced quickly and found that these people were just dressed as ordinary Jianghu people.
A commoner hat and a steel knife.
Xie Shihuan first showed his identity token, and then said: "The token needs to be seen by the adult in your family in person."
"Wait a moment." The scouts said.
It was not until the people who came back to report came and went and received instructions that Song Changming and the other three were allowed to follow them.
Such a cautious gesture makes this important figure even more mysterious.
After several people rode horses for several miles, they saw a motorcade parked near a mountain stream.
About twenty or thirty people dressed as charlatans were guarding a carriage in the middle.
The carriage is ordinary in style and does not show dignity.
On the other hand, those Jianghu people were eyeing the three of them.
Undoubtedly, the person sitting in this carriage was the important person they were escorting on this trip.
Approaching the motorcade, Xie Shihuan asked Song Changming and Lu Zheng to stop, and he walked outside the carriage alone.
Song Changming saw Xie Shihuan bowing to the carriage, but he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.
Then he personally handed the token in his hand to the person in the carriage.
After a while, a powerful voice came from the carriage.
"Okay, put away the knives. We are one of our own."
As soon as these words came out, the original solemn atmosphere in the convoy suddenly dissipated, and the Jianghu people accepted the order and silently put away their knives.
"These people are not from the world." Lu Zheng suddenly murmured in a low voice.
"Well, it's more like government soldiers or officers and soldiers." Song Changming also replied in a low voice.
Both of them have keen observation skills, and they can see at a glance that this group of people has qualities that are not found in people in the world.
In addition to Xie Shihuan's respectful salute before, most of the important people in the carriage were senior officials from outside the county, at least with a higher official position than Xie Shihuan, and maybe even higher than their county guard!
If this were not the case, the county guard would not be so aggressive.
After both parties confirmed their identities and reached an agreement, the convoy merged with Du Wei Na's cavalry team and headed back to the county where they came from.
"Get out." The captain ordered.
The three hundred hussars immediately dispersed in formation, deploying vigilance in all directions.
Once there is an abnormality on the road, they will get the news in advance.
"You also need to disperse some people." Xie Shihuan ordered Song Changming and others.
Compared with the cavalry team led by the captain, he trusted the patrol team he brought more.
"Zhao Long, take a few people to the north to be on guard."
Song Changming was making arrangements, but before he could finish speaking, signal smoke suddenly rose in front of him.
Everyone reined in their horses and their expressions changed.
"With this signal smoke, we are already facing the enemy!" Captain Fan Yun said solemnly, squinting his eyes.
As soon as they received this important person, there was an enemy attack, and they were coming from the direction of the county town.
With such a coincidence, it is not difficult to speculate that someone might have gotten the news before they left the city and followed them from a distance.
It was obvious that the other party had come prepared, and what he was doing was this important person in the carriage.
Perhaps if the patrols and hussars had not made such a big noise out of the city to pick up people, this group of people would have been unable to find the target's route and time, and could only hide outside the county town to ambush the arrival of the convoy.
"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, I'll leave this to you!" Fan Yun didn't think much, directly pulled out the big iron gun behind him, held it high and shouted.
The remaining two hundred cavalrymen under his command immediately followed him and galloped forward, like a torrent of steel.
This is what they are good at, charging into battle!
"What happened?" A voice came from the carriage.
It was a slightly older voice. Although the person in the carriage did not show his appearance, he sounded like he was probably an old man, with a faint tone of voice from a superior person.
"My lord, we have engaged the enemy." Xie Shihuan hesitated for a moment and then said truthfully.
A sigh came from the carriage, "Sure enough, I'm here anyway. I leave my life and death to you."
"My lord, don't panic, we are on guard and will not let the thief get close!" One of the dozens of gangsters who were originally in the convoy drew their knives.
"Set up the crossbow." Song Changming ordered.
The forty patrolmen brought by his men immediately took out their powerful crossbows, nocked their crossbow arrows, and got ready. After a while, the sound of killing and the sound of galloping iron hooves continued in front.
"Here we come!" Some of the keenly observant people in the convoy realized something was wrong just by hearing the changes in movement coming from the front.
Sure enough, the first group of people wearing cloaks and of unknown origin appeared in front of everyone.
They passed through the hussar army led by the captain and fought their way to this place.
There were twenty or thirty people in number, and all of them were extremely light-bodied, either flying close to the ground, or gliding in mid-air as if they had wings.
"put!"
More than two hundred patrols had been waiting with their crossbows for a long time. When the group of people approached, they fired hundreds or even thousands of crossbows, carrying out a covering-type intensive shooting.
No matter how good this group of people are at lightening their bodies, in the end they have nowhere to hide and can only deal with the large number of crossbow arrows.
After several rounds of shooting, some people in the group soon began to be injured one after another, and were even shot and fell to the ground.
This is the advantage of having more people, but the long-range firepower is strong enough.
If ordinary people were under this heavy rain of arrows, even warriors would have no choice but to retreat.
However, the attackers were not afraid of death. They carried the incoming crossbow arrows and quickly advanced to the front of the convoy.
Everyone swung their sleeves forward, and large swaths of white dust were blown towards the convoy by the wind.
"No, it's poisonous powder!" Lu Zheng was knowledgeable and was the first to speak out when he saw this move.
Song Changming frowned, held his breath and retreated with the team, and the team also retreated.
However, some people were still infected by the poisonous powder, and soon some people's faces turned bitter, and their whole body felt more and more sore and numb.
Usually for warriors who have undergone physical training, it is difficult for ordinary poisonous powder to have a big effect on them.
Unless it is something extremely poisonous, and if you drink it, you may not be immune to it, which could lead to fatal danger.
It is true that these poisonous powders scattered by the wind cannot kill a warrior who has undergone physical training, but they only make people feel sore and numb, and their strength has been greatly reduced.
One after another, patrolmen fell down in the blowing wind, unable to stand firmly.
Song Changming soon noticed that under the influence of the poisonous powder, his skin had a slight tingling sensation and his muscles were also slightly sore.
But this level of muscle soreness has a very limited impact on his strength.
Undoubtedly, because his body had been trained to be strong enough, this poisonous powder had little effect on him.
Seeing this, Song Changming felt a little relieved. Before the attackers slaughtered the fallen patrolmen, he chose to draw his sword and take action.
At the same time, Lu Zheng and other guard captains also led the powerful patrols in their respective teams to kill together.
They formed the second line of defense. Near this official road, the two sides engaged in a head-on confrontation.
Xie Shihuan, with his ten personal guards, stayed beside the carriage to protect the important people inside, and no mistakes were allowed.
In the strong wind mixed with poisonous powder, Song Changming took the lead, and his attack speed was also extremely fast, no less than those of the enemies.
Soon, he was approaching one of the enemies, his eyes showing undisguised murderous intent.
He stepped hard with his front foot, jumped up with all his strength, stretched his long arms, rounded the dragon-patterned knife in the air, turned over and landed it on his head.
This sword struck the ground like thunder, carrying a huge force of more than 5,000 kilograms and accelerating continuously.
The poisonous wind was torn apart by his sword, and the air pressure exploded, like a mountain bearing down on top!
The enemy's eyes widened with horror.
There was no time to dodge, and he only had time to raise the long knife halfway before Song Changming split most of his body open with the knife, and the broken body flew out directly.
One knife in an instant!
This also made other companions feel nervous.
Song Changming was young, but the strength he displayed was completely inconsistent with his appearance.
The moment he landed, Song Changming rushed straight towards other enemies.
Those people scattered like frightened birds, with hidden weapons such as darts and knives in their hands, which they swung at Song Changming like a tiger descending a mountain.
Song Changming used the Light Body Kung Fu, and his steps were very agile. He could dodge or block the attacks with his sword, easily resolving them.
With his left hand touching his waist, the official sword he wore was unsheathed, and he fired it out with a special force technique.
Where the blade pointed, there was one person left behind.
By the time the man knocked away the flying sword, Song Changming had already chased him.
Soul-cutting knife style, a shocking blow!
(End of chapter)