Chapter 10 To the Dead is to Survive

On the valley avenue, Jiang Han was still riding on a horse and chatting with Lu Zhan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Jiang, look, there seems to be a corpse in the distance. Lu Zhan suddenly stopped, pointed to the distance, frowned slightly, and said, "Look at the bloodstains, it's not been long since I died, I want to remind my eldest brother." ”

In the distance, dozens of corpses lay on both sides of the road, their blood still fresh, apparently the team had been robbed and killed not long ago.

This made the people in the caravan faintly vigilant, but many people were not too worried, after all, the overall strength of the caravan was extremely strong, and they were not afraid of ordinary bandits.

Suddenly!

"Huh?" Jiang Han's heart tightened, and he suddenly raised his head.

Dense arrows were shooting down from the high slopes on both sides, each arrow emitting a sharp whistling sound, flashing with an icy metallic sheen, and the power was amazing.

Arrows off the bowstring, like a horse Xiaoyuan!

The speed of the arrow was too fast, and suddenly, even with Jiang Han's perception, it was a little slow.

Jiang Han's heart moved, and the power of heaven and earth shrouded the effect, slightly affecting the direction of the arrows, and in an instant, the three arrows that were shot at him and the road battle deviated from the direction.

"Buzz!"

The arrow entered the valley and then slammed into the ground, and the body of the arrow made a trembling sound.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

Sharp arrows into the bones, blood splattered.

Although Jiang Han reacted in time, at such a short distance, it was a sudden attack, and even a warrior could not stop the arrows of a martial arts powerhouse, let alone an ordinary mortal.

In just one round, the entire caravan had already been shot by more than fifty people.

In terms of power, which of these arrows is not a thousand pounds of impact?

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The second wave of arrows attacked and killed again, but the living people had already dodged with the help of carts and boulders, so not many were shot.

Sneak attack, only one or two rounds to spare.

"Prepare to defend!" Lu Zheng roared as he lay on his back beside the wheel, his greatsword in his hand, his eyes red and furious.

The caravan numbered more than two hundred, and although not all of them were his men, they all revered him as their leader.

It can be said that this caravan has been his hard work over the years, and it is also his biggest reliance, but now, more than one-fifth of them have died, which makes him not angry and distressed.

However, he also knows that the most important thing now is to survive.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

A large crossbow was pulled out and wound ready, and all the people in the caravan who were still alive stared nervously at the high slopes on either side of the valley.

Enemy, who the hell is it?

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" sounded the sound of horses' hooves, and it seemed that cavalry was charging down from the high slopes of the forest, but the target did not seem to be a caravan.

After counting the breaths.

"Lu Zheng, today is your death. An icy voice echoed through the mountains and forests.

On the road in the distance, nearly 100 heavy horsemen with blood-red bodies, riding fire spirit horses and holding spears had already appeared, forming a battle formation in a column of ten people.

Cavalry, the knife is more flexible when plundering, but the real group charge, or the spear is the most effective.

"March north!" Seeing the iconic outfit of the iron-blooded rider, Lu Zheng's complexion couldn't help but change greatly.

If you want to ask the land of Jiangbei, who is the strongest person, it is difficult to judge, although the northbound cottage is in full swing, but whether it is Mu Qing or Xiao Qi, they can compete with the big leader of the northbound cottage, but if you want to ask who is the first force in the north of the river, nine out of ten people will answer, the northbound cottage.

Without him, he relied on the 9,000 northern marches and the ironclad torrent composed of 9,000 martial artists.

"It's a bandit from the northbound cottage. ”

In the caravan, many people panicked, and their eyes showed despair.

If it were ordinary bandits, they would still have a chance to resist, but in the face of the northbound cottage?

Many of the warriors who followed the caravan had already retreated in their hearts, they were not from the caravan, they were just traveling through the northbound mountains with them, and they did not have the determination to live and die together.

Listening to what the northbound sergeant said, the person who wanted to kill was Lu Zheng, and they were only implicated, so they didn't want to die with them.

"Prepare for war!" Lu Zheng roared.

Lu Zheng looked at the silent and terrifying red iron rider of the other party, and his face was extremely embarrassed: "I don't know who is in charge, how about my Lu Zheng willing to pay 3,000 yuan stones to buy the road?"

"Three thousand yuan stones, you are so worthless as my life in the northbound cottage?" The long-haired young man sitting on the fire spirit horse drove forward, sneered slightly, and his voice was solemn: "Why didn't you know to pay it when I asked you to pay it, and you dared to kill the people of my northbound cottage." ”

Lu Zheng's complexion changed suddenly, his face became gloomy, he thought that he was doing something hidden, but he didn't expect it to be leaked out.

"Damn it!"

Lu Zheng showed a hint of hideousness, he knew that this time it was really troublesome.

If you want to survive, it's difficult, but will he give up?

"Grab it, put down your weapons, I will only punish one person on my northward trip. The long-haired young man roared, "Otherwise, once the war starts, there will never be a single living mouth." ”

As soon as the young man's words came out, many people immediately hesitated, everyone knew that if they really fought hard, maybe there would be casualties in the northbound cottage, but their caravan would definitely die.

The corners of the long-haired young man's mouth suddenly showed a grim smile, how could he kill only one person? He just didn't want the cavalry under his command to suffer too many casualties, after all, the strength of this caravan was also quite extraordinary.

In his opinion, as long as these people lay down their weapons, it would not be too late to concentrate on slaughter.

"Have you ever heard of the northern march to stay alive?" Lu Zheng's voice was extremely cold, resounding through the mountains and forests: "If you want to live, you can only fight a bloody road, but there are more than seventy horses, and we have hundreds of people, so we may not lose." ”

Lu Zheng's words immediately dispelled everyone's thoughts.

They all suddenly sobered up, remembering the past deeds of the northern march, the northern march did not make a move, and once they made a move, they would inevitably flow into a river of blood, and there were very few live mouths, and the endless killing blood only made it mighty.

"Kill!" the long-haired young man said coldly, since the deception was unsuccessful, he naturally no longer hesitated.

"Ride!" "Charge!" Dozens of iron-blooded heavy horsemen did not hesitate, spears were lined up, and horses were charged.

"Let's go!" Lu Zheng roared without hesitation.

The sharp arrows in dozens of crossbows were stirring, shooting out like meteors!

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Except for one or two big crossbow arrows that can knock the cavalry away, the other arrows can't have any effect at all, and the northbound sergeants even have men and horses, and their whole bodies are heavily armored, adding up to thousands of catties.

In addition, he is a martial artist himself, and his strength can ignore ordinary arrows at all, although this big crossbow can threaten a martial artist, but it is a collective siege.

After two breaths, the horse's hooves shook, and the gun was near!

"Beam armor, heavy formation!" Lu Zheng stood up and roared loudly!

One by one, the spears were bundled in hand, and the tall shields were raised, relying on the carts, and quickly formed a solid wall of human gun shields, ready to be impacted.

Everyone knows that the possibility of death for the soldiers standing at the front is too high, although some people are afraid, but no one is shaken.

In the face of such a heavy cavalry charge, they did not dare to escape, and they could not escape, scattering can only be death, only by gathering and concentrating, can they slow down the momentum of the other party's charge, and have the possibility of survival.

The way of the battle array, the collision of cold weapons, to the dead, can survive!