Han Long regretted it.

It was a mistake to bring Zhu Da.

Although he is powerful and can carry a large shield to resist the bow and crossbow of the Wang Ji Qu and provide cover, he is too mobile and has no idea how to sneak around, so he didn't go far before he ran into a branch on the side, which alarmed the patrolling Wang Ji Qu, and a few arrows were shot over, and the sneak attack turned into a strong attack.

Zhu Da was so good that he thought that the shield was in the way, threw the shield, brandished two bone chopping knives, and rushed up to slash indiscriminately, cutting down the archer who found him, but he was also hit by two arrows. Faced with the endless stream of arrows, Han Long had to raise his big shield to take cover.

He was very good at martial arts, but the big shield was very heavy, which seriously affected his movements, and he was unsurprisingly surrounded by the other party.

Hearing that Wang Ji was going to capture himself alive, Han Long was so angry that he scolded. But he knew in his heart that if it weren't for Cao Miao and Zhang Wei's response, he might be able to escape, and Zhu Da would definitely have to fold here.

Han Long quickly weighed the situation, ordered Zhu Da to retreat, and the two retreated to a bush of miscellaneous trees and crouched down.

"Zhu Da, you listen to me."

"Okay." Zhu Da's face was covered with blood, and his expression was excited. The pain from the two arrows did not hold him back, but only provoked his ferocity. If he hadn't always respected Han Long, he would have rushed over a long time ago. It doesn't matter how many people he has, whether he is dead or alive, and then he will cut it indiscriminately.

Han Long checked the situation around him, wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and slapped a buzzing mosquito to death. "We've been exposed anyway, let's make a bigger noise and cover the prince and filial piety."

Zhu Da was a little unwilling. "Just guarding it?"

"Scold them and lure them in. Remember, you can't make a move less than one step. Be sure to kill with one hit, and don't drag mud and water. ”

Zhu Da scratched his head, looked at the arrows that were continuously shot like flying locusts, and agreed. He himself knew that those people were not rangers who liked to fight each other in close combat, but made good use of bows and crossbows, and with tacit understanding, they could not take advantage.

Zhu Da hid behind the shield and began to scold. He has been in the sheep market for many years, and he has been in contact with all rough men and fierce women, scolding people that is called dirty, that is called ruthless, going back to eight generations, next to nine tribes, men, women and children, all in one net.

Wang Ji was so angry by his scolding that he ordered his troops to attack.

The subordinates covered each other, cautiously walked into the grass, and approached Zhu Da. As they walked, they shot at the same time, and the sound of "whoosh" was endless, and the big shield was shot so loudly that it seemed to have a layer of hair. Fortunately, the shield is thick enough, and Zhu Dali's strength is strong enough, so there is no danger for the time being.

Watch the enemy get closer and closer. Han Long grabbed Zhu Da tightly, for fear that he would not be able to hold it for a while, and rushed out to die. If they are so close, they have no armor, and an arrow may penetrate them, and if they do not die, they will be seriously injured.

It wasn't until two of the two tribes held long knives in their hands, forced from one side to the front under the cover of the crossbowmen, and waved the long knives, that Han Long pushed Zhu Da and rushed out. Zhu Da couldn't hold it back a long time ago, the tiger roared, brandished the bone chopping knife and rushed out, and slashed his head.

Han Long was much more insidious, walking on the ground, the last to strike, stabbing into the heart of a part, grabbing his belt and using him as a shield, blocking a few arrows that came in. Zhu Da's swords flew and roared wildly, cutting the other part into a mass of minced meat.

Wang Ji's troops were frightened by Zhu Da's ferocity, and they didn't dare to attack easily, but just shot from a distance, and at the same time summoned knights for reinforcements. When the two knights heard the news, the hooves of their horses kicked up the dirt and rushed into the grass, one with a bow and the other with a spear.

Even if he was as powerful as Zhu Da, he knew the strength of the cavalry, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, and retreated to the depths of the grass with Han Long.

The cavalry, fearing that there were traps in the grass and might trip over the horses, did not dare to penetrate easily, but only dared to monitor the edge of the grass.

Wang Ji was a little uneasy. The night was long and dreamy, Zhang Wei on the front did not launch an attack for a long time, and Han Long on the flank refused to retreat after being repulsed, and he clearly looked forward to it. What are they expecting? Is it reinforcements or a sneak attack from the other side?

Wang Ji did an investigation and knew that Cao Miao's power was very limited, and there were only a few people. Zhang Wei is the old department of the Xuanwei Hou Mansion and is good at frontal assault. Han Long is a sergeant in Cao Zhifu, and he is good at sneak attacks. These two are the souls of this group of rangers, and other than that, there is no master who can take charge of himself. The fierce fighting here, but the silence there, is proof of this.

As early as when Cao Zhi was sealed in Juancheng, he knew everything about the situation around Cao Miao, and judged that Cao Zhi would not have a chance to resurrect. I never thought that Cao Pi died so early, Cao Rong succeeded to the throne, and once Cao Pi's legacy system was changed, there was a intention to re-use Cao Zhi.

His life could also be changed as a result.

Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the guards sent to remind the troops had not returned. He turned his head to look, and was about to be urged again, when he saw the guard walking with a man in his arms. Although he was far away and couldn't see his face clearly, judging from his clothes and walking posture, he was undoubtedly the guard.

Wang Ji's eyes fell on the captive, and when he looked closely, he was quite surprised, this captive was like the young guard Ah Hu next to Cao Miao.

How did he appear here to avenge Cao Miao?

"How did you catch it?" Wang Ji coughed and asked unhurriedly.

"That's it." The person behind Ah Hu responded with a smile, and his tone was a little unfamiliar.

Wang Ji suddenly felt uneasy, and was about to shout, but the captured Ah Hu suddenly shouted, moved two steps sideways, and knocked one of the guards beside Wang Ji into the air, and the long knife slashed horizontally, splitting the neck of another guard, and blood sprayed Wang Ji's face, who was about to scream.

Without waiting for Wang Ji to react, Cao Miao, who was pretending to be a guard, jumped forward, kicked Wang Ji's hand that was about to draw the knife, kicked the long knife that had been pulled out half of it back into the sheath, and took advantage of the elbow to knock Wang Ji upside down, fell into the tent, and then followed in and covered the door of the tent.

Ah Hu killed one more person and guarded the tent door with a shield.

The guards who had just reacted were shocked, shouting for warnings and help. They had bows and arrows in their hands, but no one dared to shoot them. Wang Ji is also in the account, if they hurt Wang Ji, they will be in big trouble.

Hearing the warning, the knights who confronted Zhang Wei had to send some reinforcements. Zhang Wei seized the opportunity of the opponent to adjust the formation, took the lead, and launched a charge. "Ding Ding Dangdang" There was a sharp sound, and the iron gun rose and fell, killing several people in a row.

The ranger behind him galloped wildly, and the long knife in his hand flew over, and he was cut down by Zhang Wei's scrambled Wang Ji Tribe.

Hearing the warning sound at Wang Ji's big tent, these parts were already panicking, and the shooters covering the two wings were taken away by Wang Ji, and their strength was greatly reduced, and they were successfully killed in front of Zhang Wei and others. Although they tried their best to fight back, kicked their horses and charged hard, and fought with Zhang Wei, they were not opponents after all.

In less than a cup of tea, nearly twenty knights were defeated by Zhang Wei and others, killing more than half of them, and the rest were tied.

In the big tent, Cao Miao took off the guard's armor and looked at Wang Ji with a smile.

"In the next country Cao Miao, the word Yunliang. Wang Fujun, lonely on Huangquan Road, I have been waiting for you for a long time. ”