Chapter Twenty-Six: The Danger of Wudang 1
"Big brother, what should I do?" A soldier gathered around Li Lin and asked anxiously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Li Lin's eyes rolled, and he whispered, "Pass them one by one, tell the brothers, and quietly move to the east." ”
"Got it, big brother."
Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao and the others smoothly rendezvous, and immediately formed a six-zhang radius attack circle, Zhang Wuji attacked hard, Wei Yixiao sent reinforcements, and the pro-guards attacked from a distance, but their small flying axes and throwing guns had been used, and only bows and arrows remained.
Every time Zhang Wuji swept out a shot, he swept away eight or nine Tartars, and the Tartars who flew out knocked down countless unlucky companions, and Hou Cheng and other twenty-one guards had no missing arrows, and each arrow was sure to hit.
The Tartar also attacked with bows and arrows, but there was Zhang Wuji's presence on a fan in front of him, and the water wielded by a spear could not be splashed, so there was no chance to attack at all, so he could only shoot from the left and right and the rear, which became Wei Yixiao's job again, under his fast movement, all the sharp arrows that threatened the guards were blocked by him.
Because he was too fast, he had already formed multiple overlapping shadows, like ghosts, which was even more shocking.
"Brothers, go around and kill them together. They have been surrounded by the cavalry of Commander Baoyin, and if they don't go up, we won't be able to get any military merit. Li Lin shouted loudly, encouraging his brothers to rush up, but his feet did not move, and his closest brothers also shouted, inducing others to rush up, especially those Mongols, but he slowly moved to the east.
Li Lin secretly calculated, in less than half an hour, the loss of Baoyin's cavalry had reached two-thirds, even his own infantry had lost tenths and twenty-three under Zhang Wuji's charge. This is not how the battle is fought, this is simply a one-sided massacre, and there is no chance that your side will win.
In this situation, even if he delayed them for more than two hours, he would definitely be waiting for him after returning to the Mongol butcher's knife, and there would be no other possibility. If you are dead, you must find someone to carry the black cauldron, the truth that will remain unchanged through the ages, since he Li Lin can be the commander of the Han people, he still understands this truth.
People don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, now the world is in chaos, as long as someone under his command has weapons, where can he mix a bowl of rice to eat, Li Lin's heart instantly made up his mind.
"Big brother, it's almost, let's go."
"No, wait." Li Lin's eyes were firmly fixed on the chaotic battle situation ahead.
Zhang Wuji and the others entered the middle of the cavalry, as if they were surrounded from the outside, but it can be seen from the dwindling cavalry brigade that it is the Baoyin side that is really losing.
The bewitched infantry rushed towards the cavalry, and the cavalry had formed an encirclement, and these infantry naturally could not squeeze in, so they could only squeeze outside to join in the fun.
More and more infantry surrounded the cavalry formation, crowded to the brim, as if they could make a great contribution if they entered.
Li Lin's heart was a little shaken again, and he stood there quietly and waited.
Bao Yin's state of mind was just the opposite of him, Bao Yin now felt more irritable than ever, he couldn't run even if he wanted to, and the war horse couldn't run anymore.
"These bitches, how can they fight like this, Li Lin, this bastard, is this how he commands his subordinates?" Bao Yin cursed.
The spear in Zhang Wuji's hand was constantly swinging forward, and a layer of invisible energy wrapped the steel spear, making it full of supreme strength and toughness, invincible.
The arrows in the hands of the guards also ran out, and they drew their waist knives and fought.
"The personal guards come with me, after the Bat King's Palace, kill him first and have a thorough look." Zhang Wuji's voice rang in their ears.
Hou Cheng led the guards to kill behind Zhang Wuji, Wei Yixiao jumped behind them, and between the silver palm shadows, some Tartars who wanted to pick up cheap fell to the ground one after another.
Zhang Wuji rushed forward, the pro-guards followed, and all the Tartars who slipped through the net from the sect leader were their targets, Wei Yixiao killed behind him for a while, and after a little step, his body followed behind the ass of the pro-guards, for him, the speed of these Tartars was too slow, but even if it was slow, he needed to kill it one by one, and it took time.
Baoyin had already withdrawn to the rear of the team, and when he saw Zhang Wuji killing him straight, he was immediately shocked in his heart, running, now he almost has a chance, but he is destined to be an anonymous man in this life, and the results of so many years of struggle will turn into nothingness. If you don't run, you can only report to Changshengtian.
His heart struggled, and his eyes became firm, "I am the commander of the personal guard of the King of Ruyang, I have a family and a business, and if I run away, everything will be over." Or die, didn't you think of this day when you were chosen? The face of his son, the fat appearance of the Han mother-in-law, and the charming Han women who were hidden outside flashed in front of him, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
However, no, Bao Yin swung his scimitar and slashed at the horse's buttocks, the war horse was in pain, screamed, roared and ran forward, he held the scimitar high, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Wuji, "Brothers, the time has come to be loyal to the prince, kill, kill, kill ,......"
In the shouts of killing, the distance is getting closer and closer, he thinks that he is ready to die, but how nostalgic he is for life after all these years of enjoyment.
With his eyes almost closed, he controlled the horse and crashed into Zhang Wuji's face.
Zhang Wuji saw this gorgeously dressed cavalryman, and when he was about to attack, he closed his eyes, but the war horse collided, and the right hand held a scimitar and slashed down from the air, if he stood still, he would definitely be knocked away by the war horse, if he dodged left and right, he would also have half a chance to hit, he was a right-hander and could only use the right-handed knife, this was no way, and it was also his combat habit.
This is another person who has to die, but Zhang Wuji didn't have a trace of sigh in his heart, but he rarely let the horse run in, and his left fist hit the horse's face with a fifty percent of the strength, and in the boom, the war horse was instantly blown into flesh and blood, Baoyin only felt that the mountain shook for a while, and his body flew upward, and there was a heart-piercing pain from his crotch.
A war horse that ran forward exploded instantly, flesh and bones flew in all directions, and Baoyin, who was sitting on the horse, was not spared the entire lower limbs, and was blown away, and the remaining half of his upper body was blown up into the sky, flying more than a foot.
The power of a punch shocks the current situation, what is the king of Ruyang and the lord of Min, even if the Tartar Emperor is in person, it is not easy to do it, this is not fighting with people at all. Fighting with the devil, how can they mortals fight.