Chapter Twenty-Five: Rush to Kill

The guests in the restaurant left in an instant after Zhang Wuji and the others left, and the boss immediately sent the chef and Xiao Er to leave, and he also left with a soft heart, so many people died in front of his restaurant, even if he didn't kill himself, he definitely couldn't get out of it, and Tartar wouldn't reason with you. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Youliang went downstairs and quickly ran towards the north, he expected that since Zhang Wuji and the others could travel all the way from the north to here, then this road must have been opened up by them, which saved him a lot of energy, but he also missed a big battle and missed the best opportunity to visualize the combat power of the Ming Sect.

Zhang Wuji and the others left the bazaar and went all the way to the south, never meeting an eye-bother person again, and kept running in the direction of Sanguandu.

An hour later, the boiling Han water appeared in front of them, but Zhang Wuji and the others stopped their horses, and the three officials arrived, but it was not only them who arrived at the same time.

More than 5,000 Tartar troops were lined up in Sanguandu, with twenty bed crossbows already assembled in front, 4,000 heavily armed infantry in the rear, and 1,000 cavalry standing beside them.

The cavalry commander Baoyin looked coldly at the more than 20 people who stopped outside Erli, he followed the king of Ruyang to fight in the south and the north, I don't know how much he had experienced, but the prince had never been so cautious as this time, in order to protect the county lord, he actually sent them out, and the county lord strictly ordered them to snipe people here for more than two hours.

Two hours, why not annihilation, the corners of Bao Yin's mouth smiled disdainfully, unless he is an immortal, how can he rush through the team of five thousand people, even Zhang Sanfeng can't do it.

Li Lin, the commander of the infantry, saw someone appear in front of him, and waved his big hand, "Prepare the bed crossbow, prepare the archers." ”

The bed crossbow has already been loaded with crossbow arrows, just waiting for a single blow, four hundred and eighty long crossbows with steel arrows up to one meter and five will shoot out, in fact, this can no longer only be described by crossbow arrows, but also by spears, Li Lin believes that these bed crossbows, no one can dodge their attacks head-on, they will only be torn apart in an instant.

The order given to them by Shangfeng was to defend and delay time, they were infantry, although he was also a little humiliated in his heart, but this did not affect his execution of the order, and the infantry defense was even more powerful.

Zhang Wuji looked at the military formation in front of him, his eyes narrowed, this is a little interesting, it seems that his series of actions have alerted King Ruyang, in the original book, when the Tartars attacked Wudang Mountain, it did not come to this point.

The guards turned pale, even if they had confidence in the sect leader, but the military array in front was not fake, and the row of arrows that emitted cold light under the sun at noon was not paper-paste, they did not have the cultivation of the sect leader, charging at this kind of military formation was suicide, and everyone was ready to be martyred in an instant.

Wei Yixiao's face was not good-looking, "Sect Master, how do you fight?"

"How can we fight? People are already in formation, just a few of us, how can we have any tactics to speak of, just rush. Hou Cheng, the pro-guard team followed the Bat King forward. Bat King, you take the personal guards, relieve them a little bit of pressure, I'll go first, you keep a distance of more than 20 zhang from me, and when I pick the bed crossbow of the tartar, we will gather together. When the time comes, I will attack closely, the personal guards will be responsible for the long-range attack, and the Bat King will send reinforcements, and not all of these Tartars will die, and if he is killed, he will disperse if he is afraid, but I am worried about where to find a boat after the Tartars are scattered?"

Wei smiled and was speechless, it was so simple and it was over. glanced at Hou Cheng, only to see that his face was pale, and he smiled slightly at the Bat King, but it was more ugly than crying.

Wei Yixiao's heart suddenly became happy, and sure enough, personal happiness was still based on the pain of others, and the pressure suddenly reduced a lot.

Zhang Wuji had already assembled his spear and said, "Concentrate your attention and prepare to attack, don't be afraid, they are just more people." But they're just ordinary people, and we're so much better than them. Hahaha......"

In the midst of laughter, he knocked the horse's belly, and the horse neighed, roaring and charging forward.

"Is this just a little more crowded?" Wei smiled and muttered in his heart.

"Brothers, keep your eyes open and get ready to watch the big play, remember, this is the direction of your cultivation. Wei Yixiao shouted loudly.

Zhang Wuji's tall can still be seen even if he is sitting on horseback, the back is wide and rampant, although Wei Yixiao muttered in his heart, but looking at the arrogant back, he still couldn't help but applaud, although Hou Cheng and the others were still pale, but the firmness in their eyes had never been slackened, they were selected by the sect leader from the Five Elements Banner, how could they be a bad seed.

He actually rode alone, is he crazy?

Li Lin thought this in his mind, the Tartar soldiers in the infantry phalanx also thought so, and the cavalry who were lined up on the side also thought so.

Suddenly, Li Lin and Bao Yin remembered something in their minds at the same time, "When you see a tall young man with a spear in his hand rushing into battle, no matter what method you use, you must drag him down, and you must not be careless." If you can kill him, the king of Ruyang owes you a promise. "This is what the county lord said to them before leaving.

Isn't this the tall young man with a spear in hand?

Li Lin and Baoyin's blood boiled instantly.

"The bed crossbow is ready, the archers are ready. Li Lin's eyes were firmly fixed on the figure that was getting closer and closer, his eyes were getting redder and redder, this was caused by excitement and excitement, his heart was beating rapidly at high speed, this was caused by the tension of the great battle and the burning flame of desire.

Bao Yin stared at the approaching figure, controlling his brain with the last of his senses, now is not the time for him to attack, although the promise of the King of Ruyang is very important to him, but the military order of the county lord is even more important, I really hope that he can survive the attack of those bed crossbows, you must survive, Bao Yin stared at the moving figure and thought anxiously.

What a young, handsome, brave and resolute face this is, it's a pity, how can he be a madman, Li Lin muttered in his mouth, he can already see Zhang Wuji's appearance clearly.

The whistle in his hand was put in his mouth and blew hard, and the sharp whistle instantly sounded left and right, and the operator standing next to the bed crossbow swung his hammer and smashed it on the bracket.

Twenty bed crossbows, twenty-four crossbow arrows each, four hundred and eighty crossbow arrows slid out of the crossbow path in an instant under the ejection of the taut crossbow line, and fired towards its target, which was a large crossbow arrow composed of sharp arrows.