After dozens of rounds, Peng Zhongming and the leader of the Nameng people were still inseparable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The crowd around the entrance of the village was attracted by the fight between the two, and they couldn't stop shouting and cheering. No one noticed that Shen Handing, who was standing silently on the side, had an uncertain look.

Only the two children behind the grass with the cat, because they were far away and saw a wider range than others, noticed that Shen Handing was different from others.

I saw Shen Han looking at the village for a while, and then looking up in the direction of the wolf smoke of Shicai. His lips were closed, and his expression was unusually solemn, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was making a very difficult determination.

The fight in front of the village entrance continued, and after nearly 100 rounds, Peng Zhongming gradually gained the upper hand with his rich experience.

Shen Handing's gaze slowly turned to the battle situation, his eyes were deep, as if he was still hesitating, making a final decision.

Finally, with a piercing shout, Shen Handing drew out the bloody short sword hidden at the bottom of his sleeve and rushed towards the black-headed horse of the leader of the Mengren.

The other brethren of the Zhengbei League, who had already been told that they were prepared, heard the shouting and immediately rushed to the unridden horses one after another.

The raiders of the Mongols, numbering about thirty horsemen, were unexpectedly tripped over six horses as they stormed the entrance of the village.

Except for two horses, which were injured by tripping nails and could no longer run, the remaining four only fell and were fine. And then the horse of the Mongol chieftain. There were five empty horses for the people of the North Alliance.

Fifteen people from the Zhengbei Alliance shot at the same time, and once again took them by surprise, and in just an instant, five empty horses that were unridden were snatched by them.

Shen Handing turned over and got on his horse, shouted again, pointed to the other side of the village, clamped his feet, raised the reins, and shouted, "Brothers, go-"

With a shout, the black-headed horse he rode down leaped forward like an arrow from a string.

Of the remaining four, four of them turned over and got on their horses, and galloped forward after them.

The remaining brothers of the Zhengbei League, who had not grabbed the horses, did not slow down, and at the same time turned around and attacked the Mongolian robbers sitting on their horses.

In this preemptive attack, only three people from the Zhengbei League missed, and in an instant, seven more people successfully knocked down the Mongols, captured their horses, and followed with whips, rushing towards the other end of the village.

The sudden change set off a chain reaction in an instant.

The Mongols, who had come back to their senses, did not wait for their leader to give the order, and they threw their horsewhips and ran after them wildly.

The leader of the Mongolian people was also shocked, and suddenly jumped backwards, dodging one of Peng Zhongming's attacks, and at the same time reached into his mouth, only to hear a piercing whistle coming out of the air.

Hearing the whistle, the black-headed horse that Shen Handing had just grabbed suddenly let out a long howl, and his front hooves jumped high, almost knocking him to the ground.

Shen Handing was startled, and waved the horsewhip in his hand sharply, wanting to rush out of the small village in a hurry. But I only heard another whistle, and the black horse followed another long roar, and the raised body made Shen Handing sit down without support for an instant, and the whole person was half-hung on the horse.

The black horse fell along with the whistle, and it shook Shen Handing back and forth uncomfortably. Fortunately, since he followed Zhang Chengzhong, he knew that the enemy in the north was the best at riding, and if he wanted to survive here, riding was the most important, so he practiced riding fiercely. At this moment, with his superb riding skills, he did not fall off the horse.

Seeing that there were several whistles in a row, the leader of the Mongolian people could not shake down the person who snatched his horse, and he was anxious, and was about to blow the longest whistle, when Peng Zhongming suddenly waved his big knife and slashed at him.

The leader of the Mongols was frightened, did not whistle in a hurry, and ducked backwards, narrowly avoiding the knife.

It slowed down, Shen Handing tightened the reins again, waved the horsewhip, and the horse's hooves jumped into the air, rushed out more than ten zhang away, bypassed the village house in a blink of an eye, and disappeared.

The Mongol leader was furious, ignored Peng Zhongming, jumped forward, grabbed the mount of the last of his men, shouted wah, clamped the horse's belly hard, and rushed to the front of the Mongol cavalry.

Seeing that with the extraordinary riding skills of this Mongolian leader, he will soon be able to catch up with the people of the Zhengbei Alliance.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves beside the village road, and there seemed to be the sound of the wooden wheels of the carriage hitting the stone slab in the middle, which was getting closer and closer.

The Mongol chieftain was astonishing when he saw a wagon rush out of the fork in the village road and crash straight into their side.

The carriage was just an ordinary civilian carriage, a non-military handsome carriage, and as soon as it rushed to the nearest place, someone shouted loudly: "Sixth brother, get on the carriage quickly." ”

When the Mongol leaders heard this, they were furious. Xindao, if you can't kill it, you can run, run away, and dare to turn back to save people, the people of this Da Zhou are really fucking and rampant. Here, only he chases and kills, how can he allow others to pull out their teeth from the tiger's mouth.

Thinking like this, he was no longer in a hurry to chase and kill, and drove his horse to meet him, and aimed the big knife in his hand at the galloping carriage.

The person in the carriage was the thirteen hall masters of the Zhengbei Alliance, and his skills were also extraordinary. I saw that he did not slow down the speed of the car, pulled the reins tightly with his left hand, drew a sword from his waist with his right hand, and slashed upward, and caught the sword of the Mongolian leader alive.

Peng Zhongming also jumped up at this time, and in a few ups and downs, he landed on the carriage.

Without the slightest hesitation, the thirteen hall masters in the carriage saw Peng Zhongming fall into the carriage, immediately raised the reins, reined in the horse and left.

But the Mongol leader did not wait for him to turn around, but flew together and jumped into the carriage. At the same time, a move 'draw from the bottom of the kettle', the big knife went straight to the abdomen of the thirteen hall masters.

The thirteen hall masters held the reins in one hand, and the sword in the other hand had been shocked and numb for a while when he received the sword from the leader of the Mongolian people just now, and he couldn't take it.

Seeing this, Peng Zhongming, who had already jumped into the carriage, immediately passed under the raised reins with a 'carp diving', and at the same time faced a big knife in his hand, blocking the attack of the Mongolian leader.

The Mongolian riders who followed him also drove their horses to the carriage, and cut down the people in the carriage with knives, maces, axes, and sledgehammers.

was besieged at once, and the two hall masters of the Zhengbei Alliance standing on the carriage were hit several times despite their best efforts to dodge.

Bright red blood slowly flowed from the young hall master, seeing that if he continued like this, if he did not escape the siege of the Mongols, he would die here.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a loud 'pop' of the carriage door, and someone pushed it open, and at the same time a voice with a coughing voice shouted: "Shine on the dart." ”

It seems that it is the five hall masters of the Zhengbei Alliance who have been hiding inside.

I saw that his roar fell, and the smoke in front of the carriage dispersed, so that the people under the carriage could not open their eyes. It turned out that the Fifth Hall Master shot a smoke bomb while pushing the car door.

As soon as the smoke came together, the five hall masters jumped forward, waved their horsewhips and whipped their horses hard. The tall horse pulling the cart suddenly felt pain, let out a long howl, and rushed straight forward.

At the same time, the thirteen hall masters, who had been prepared for a long time, flew up and kicked the leader of the Mongolian people who were startled in the mutation out of the carriage at the moment when the smoke rose.

The besieging Mongols were no more caught off guard than their leaders, and their eyes were smoked and they couldn't open them. By the time they could react, and by the time they could look through the smoke, their leader had been kicked out of the carriage, and the carriage had already run past the intersection ahead.