Chapter 0713: The Style of That Sword

"Array, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Feng Yong pulled out his handsome sword and shouted, "General Ju has already led troops to surround them from behind. As long as we hold out for half an hour, none of them will be able to escape! ”

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! ”

When the troops saw the fireworks before, they originally couldn't believe that the reinforcements had arrived, but now they were admitted by the boss himself, and they all shouted in unison.

Or a vision from the sky?

Are you illiterate like you?

Feng Yong remembered the conversation between Fang Cai and Han Qiu, and couldn't help but laugh again.

He felt that he should award himself a little golden man.

As a self-cultivated actor, I should cooperate with you in the performance, I did not pretend to turn a blind eye, but took the story you made up as a fact.

Anyway, I won't believe a word of what the enemy says.

The whistle sounded, and the formation, which had been focused on defending to the north, began to turn to the south.

Along with the whistle, there was also the sound of horns whining on the opposite side.

The Xianbei Elite Rider, who had been motionless, began to run slightly.

Han Qiu sat firmly in the army and said to the leader of this beggar army: "You must capture the other party's camp before dawn tomorrow. Except for that Feng Langjun, the rest of the people can be killed. ”

"If you can't attack it before dawn tomorrow, then you are in danger of being annihilated."

The beggar department slapped his chest fiercely: "Please rest assured, sir!" ”

After the leader left, the wolf slave asked: "Master, there are more than 2,000 people in those Qianghu feet, and they have been besieging for a long time, but they can't break through the camp. ”

"Now it is just over an hour before sunset, and judging from the performance of the soldiers on the other side last night, they are all elite soldiers who can fight at night. Is this thousand Xianbei Hu'er really broken camp? ”

Han Qiu smiled indifferently and explained: "Wolf slave, the other side is now a tired division, and from the morning to now, they don't even have a chance to raise the fire. ”

"Now I must be thirsty, hungry and tired, I deliberately talked to Feng Langjun just to let them relax."

"If a person has a breath of energy, he will not be able to support it. But as soon as you relax, this breath will be discharged. If you want to bring it up again, even if you have the heart, you can't do it. ”

"How can we be justified in waiting for work at ease now?"

Hearing this, the wolf slave suddenly realized, "It turns out that the master invited Feng Langjun to talk, which is actually a strategy. ”

Han Qiu smiled smugly.

The impact of Xianbei Jingqi is really different from the previous Qianghu.

The weapons of the Qianghu rebels were uneven, and the worst ones even had wooden weapons.

And the Xianbei Jingqi is a unified iron weapon, and it seems that when they came from Liangzhou, Cao Wei had given them assistance.

Even his own troops are already half-heavy infantry in this era, with strong bows and crossbows, fine iron weapons, and the greatest possible protective armor.

But in the face of the Xianbei Jingqi with a strict formation, he still felt pressure.

It was only the second wave of the charge that the hastily repaired outskirts of the camp were destroyed.

Feng Yong's face remained unchanged, and he stood at the highest point of the camp without moving.

Zhang Muzhi beside him was constantly looking around, as if he was looking for reinforcements from his own family.

The arrows fired by the Xianbei Elite Riders on both wings of the camp had already begun to fall not far from the center of the camp.

Seeing that the opposite side was once again compressed to the last trench, Han Qiu had a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, the condor archer standing behind him suddenly shouted, "Master, look! ”

"What?"

Han Qiu followed the direction pointed by the condor archer, but saw nothing.

He knew that the eagle archers had extremely sharp eyes, and they could always see places in advance that others could not see, so he immediately asked, "What is there?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that on the left side of the battlefield, a dark shadow appeared.

The shadow soon expanded.

"It's a cavalry!"

The Condor Archer looked into the distance and hurriedly explained to Han Qiu, "It seems to be the Qiang Hu who left earlier." ”

The condor shooter couldn't see clearly, but Feng Yong, who was holding the binoculars, could see it clearly: Liu Hun had already led his own cavalry to drive the rebels fleeing north.

It seemed that he was trying to escort the rebels through the western side of the battlefield.

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yong's mouth, and he motioned to Zhang Muzhi, "Set off fireworks, indicate our location, let Liu Hun pay attention, and don't let the rout army take advantage of the chaos to trample on our camp." ”

Zhang Muzhi promised loudly, happily took out the fireworks that had been prepared a long time ago, and took out the fire fold and lit it.

The "sizzling" lead burned to the end and was silent......

It's a dumb one.

Zhang Muzhi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, the staff officer of the same period next to him hurriedly clicked again.

This time, Han Qiu saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

A firework shot up from Feng Yong's camp and then exploded a spark over the camp.

He stared dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, and there was no way to maintain his previous calm posture.

"Master, above Feng Langjun's camp, it seems like a vision has fallen from the sky......"

The wolf slave said with a panicked face.

"The shaft deceives me!"

Han Qiu's face suddenly swollen red, and he slapped the wolf slave violently.

Thinking of the conversation between the two sides, Feng Yong first looked suspicious, and then was shocked by the vision from the sky, Han Qiu only felt that his chest was stuffy and panicked.

Then he remembered that he had used the vision from the sky to scare Feng Yong, and the whole person was furious at the moment, and scolded again and again: "Shaft! Vertical treacherous! ”

Thinking of the two weird sparks in the air, Han Qiu already understood: Feng Yong was using himself as bait to encircle and annihilate all his troops!

changed from a hunter to a prey, and his identity changed too quickly, making Han Qiu's teeth grit.

The wolf slave was stunned for a moment, he still didn't understand what was going on.

Liu Hun, who saw the warning fireworks, quickly ordered Huo Yi to prepare to go around to the front with a thousand new cavalry to protect Feng Junhou.

He personally led his men and continued to unhurriedly pursue the remaining defeated rebels.

Steppe wolves have a way of hunting, which is to constantly put pressure on their prey, driving them to their intended destinations, while exhausting the prey on the way.

The new cavalry could easily follow the rebels, while the servant armies were constantly whistling, moving from left to right, constantly harassing from both flanks.

Rebels are constantly left behind and then put on a rope.

The conscripted Longyou Hu servant army said that the hemp rope produced in Nanxiang is really useful!

"Master, there is also in the back!"

The Condor Archer exclaimed again.

Han Qiu hurriedly looked back, only to see that behind their side, a foot soldier appeared, and the flag fluttering high showed the identity of their Han army.

"Impossible, how could it be!"

Han Qiu stared at his blood-red eyes and muttered, "The secret letter carried by the messenger sent between them obviously says that it will arrive tomorrow. ”

"Master, the situation is not right, we will send you away first."

The wolf slave said anxiously.

"Let's go? Where to go? ”

Han Qiu came back to his senses and said with a hideous face: "The Zahu in the north have been driven back, and the road to the west has been cut off, do you want to go east?" ”

If you want to go back to Liangzhou, you either have to go north or west.

At this time, Han troops appeared in these two directions, so it means that they have long been prepared.

To the south, it is difficult to climb the high ridge, and the only way to go is to the east.

The east is the territory of the Han people, so what is the difference between going east and throwing yourself into the net?

"Master, the rear is a foot pawn, we are fine horses, if we directly let people rush over with all our strength, they may not be able to stop it!"

The wolf slave suggested.

"I heard that Feng Yong's infantry has a battalion composed of evil ghosts, and those who dare to block it will be cut to pieces."

Han Qiu's face was extremely gloomy, "Zhang He, the famous general of the Wei State, also hated in front of his foot soldier. Now that they have given in, how do you know if it is a trap? ”

The leader of Xianbei ran over with a pale face: "Mr. Han, we are surrounded!" ”

"I know." Han Qiu's anger burned his eyes red.

He looked at the leader, gritted his teeth, and said, "The only way now is to let all the men and horses rush up and break through the opposite camp before the reinforcements on the opposite side have time to surround them." ”

"In the camp opposite, there is a Han official, as long as you catch him, the Han army will not dare to touch us!"

Han Qiu pointed ahead, "Otherwise, we will all die here." You only have one last chance, go! ”

The Xianbei leader ran away in a panic again.

Han Qiu looked at the wolf slave and the eagle archer, and his face showed a crazy look: "Wolf slave and eagle slave, you two, follow too!" ”

Feng Yong, who was holding a telescope to observe the enemy's situation, noticed Hu Qi's abnormality.

Far from being defeated, the back road was cut off, but it was all uncharacteristically brought together.

quickly understood the other party's intentions: the other party was going to fight to the death.

"Don't be afraid, reinforcements have arrived, this is the last charge of the thieves! Hold on, hold on and we'll win! ”

He even sent Zhang Muzhi down to encourage the troops in front.

The reinforcements from the north had begun to split into two, and one of the cavalry was coming around this way, so the other side had only one last chance.

The other party didn't care about the casualties, and rushed over endlessly.

Although the trilogy has the protection of iron armor, the iron armor cannot offset the impact of the war horse.

A section of the trench had been filled with dead horses and corpses, and with the help of horsepower, Hu Qi jumped over and rushed into the camp.

The trilogy shouted, and four or five spears raised the knight in unison.

There was a part in front of him that didn't have time to retreat, and he was hit by a war horse, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bones in his body were broken, and he fell to the ground.

Hu Qi charged regardless of casualties, and finally caused some confusion in the camp.

Their goal was very clear, that is, they wanted to rush in front of Feng Yong desperately.

But it was in vain.

The tribesmen sacrificed their lives to keep them out of the periphery.

Both sides were red-eyed.

Feng Yong stood firmly, he gritted his teeth, and stared at the fierce battle less than thirty steps ahead.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded from the side.

Feng Yong subconsciously turned his head to look.

I saw an extremely tall thief, holding a long mace, sweeping over.

The three or four people in front of him were all shocked and fell backwards.

Even Feng Yong could clearly see that the weapon in the hand of the triqual was swept into the air.

The thief roared again, and with a hard push, the part that had been made up from both sides to block his continued progress was pushed away again.

The thieves strode forward, less than twenty steps away from Feng Yong.

Feng Yong finally changed color and asked in a lost voice, "Who is this?" ”

In the chaos caused by the wolf slave, the condor archer, who had been following behind, finally found an opportunity.

He quickly set up his bow and drew arrows, and with a "Peng" sound, the arrow feathers were like lightning, shooting towards Feng Yong.

Feng Yong suddenly felt the cold hairs on his body stand on end, and at the same time, a wave of fear tightly captured him.

Before he could react, the arrow feathers had already shot him in the chest.

The powerful impact shook him back two steps, and he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't lift his throat in one breath, and his body was about to fall limply.

In the midst of the whirlwind, he used the remaining shred of reason, relying on his feelings, to stagger against the flagpole of the handsome flag behind him.

The feeling of dizziness disappeared after a while, Feng Yong relieved himself, and touched the place where he was hit by the arrow with palpitations.

My chest hurt so much that I had a little trouble breathing.

It felt like the bones in my chest were cracking.

When I looked down, I saw an arrow feather falling from my feet.

He raised his eyes to look in the direction where the arrow feathers were fired, and saw that the Condor Archer seemed to have a look of surprise in his eyes, and set up another arrow in his hand.

At this moment, a figure suddenly burst out from inside him, and Feng Yong could even catch an extremely bright sword light.

Where the sword light passed, the condor archer violently covered his neck, shook his body, and fell.

The black shadow killed the Condor Archer, castration unchanged, and stabbed the tall thief from behind again.

It all happened so fast that the thief had no idea what was going on behind him.

He is doing his best to cover for the Condor Shooter so that the Condor Shooter can find the right moment to strike.

It wasn't until a small piece of the tip of the sword pierced through his left chest that he felt as if the strength in his body had been drained all of a sudden.

Between the rise and fall of the black shadow's hand, he connected the two of them to sneak attack, and both of them were successful in one blow.

With the last of his strength, the thief swept the mace backwards and swept it away......

The black shadow seemed to have anticipated the other party's move, and before he even drew his sword, he rolled and retreated.

Feng Yong gasped, looking at this scene in the battlefield, a little dumbfounded.

Seeing that the black shadow seemed to disappear into the chaos, he hurriedly reached into his arms and wanted to take out the binoculars, only to realize that his arms were empty.

The 500,000-gauge telescope fell far in front and shattered in two.

It turned out that when he was shot by the Condor Shooter just now, he accidentally threw the telescope out.

Thinking of this, Feng Tu felt more pain in his chest.

Hu Qi's desperate charge finally created an opportunity for the thief to break through to Feng Yong's side, and it was easily defused by the black shadow.

They don't have a chance anymore.

Feng Yong didn't care about the reinforcements who had begun to fight against Hu Qi, he was still looking around, trying to find that black shadow.

Those two swords were so amazing that he felt a sense of dazzle.

Over the years, all the martial arts he had seen were for the purpose of fighting on the battlefield, killing the most enemies in the fastest way.

It doesn't matter if you die or not, the important thing is that the enemy can be incapacitated.

Even if it is like the martial arts practiced by Guan Ji, who is a woman, the moves are wide open and close.

On the other hand, the black shadow just now is more like an assassination method.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, pay attention to one hit.

It's just that until the battlefield was cleared, Feng Yong didn't see that black shadow reappear.

"I've seen the prince!"

Ju Fu, Liu Hun and Huo Yi all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Feng Yong standing safely and soundly.

Feng Yong waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to be polite, and then said, "Liu Hun, come here." ”

Liu Hun was a little confused, so he stepped forward.

Feng Yong stretched out his arm and put his arm around his shoulder, then he dared to take a step and took a long breath: "It hurts me to death, help me go to the tent to rest." ”

Liu Hun was Feng Yong's long-term follower first, although he is now sealed as a marquis, but how can the marquis in Guannei be as big as the marquis?

So Feng Yong asked him to help himself, without any pressure.

He just relied on a breath to hold on, and he had to half-lean on the flagpole to hold on and not fall.

Although the inner lining was covered with fine chain mail of high quality, the arrow feathers used by the condor archers were long and heavy, and Feng Yong felt that the chain mail was most likely half shot through.

"The prince is injured?"

When several people heard Feng Yong say this, their faces changed.

"Someone shot an arrow, but it didn't pierce the armor, it doesn't matter."

Feng Yong explained, and asked as he walked, "Has the thief been caught?" ”