Chapter 153: Who Suffers?
Yang Wenguang took a leap and stepped back, letting the other party catch a void.
And the thin-eyed warrior laughed, and the person threw himself forward, and opened his hands towards Di Qing is bear.
"The little lady don't run away, and let grandpa hug me and hold my sister on the sedan chair! Hey! The thin-eyed warrior saw that Di Qing was handsome, but he opened his mouth to tease.
Di Qing's face turned blue with anger, worthy of Di Qing's name. This round-faced and thin-eyed Liao warrior is really hateful, and he deliberately treats this seven-foot man as a little lady. If you don't give him a ruthless one today, I'm afraid you won't be able to remember it for a long time!
He immediately turned around and tried to leave, but he suddenly leaned sideways and reached back and grabbed one of the arms of the thin-eyed warrior. With a force, he brought the other party to a stumble. Taking advantage of the other party's unsteady standing, Di Qing raised his knee and hit him as soon as he turned around.
This moment is really ruthless, Di Qing hit the other party's face with one knee, and heard the scream of the thin-eyed warrior, and fell backwards.
The person didn't count, he spit out two front teeth and a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and only humming remained.
Yang Wenguang on the other side was not bad, and the two of them exchanged hands with the rosacea warrior and fell into a wrestling.
Di Qing defeated the fine-eyed warrior like a cloud, but it made Yang Wenguang also think of comparison. He grabbed the hands of the Liao warrior opposite him with both hands, sat down backwards, stretched out his legs and kicked straight away, and kicked on the lower abdomen of the rosacea-nosed warrior. This guy's entire kicked body was in the air and fell above Yang Wenguang.
Yang Wenguang didn't wait for the other party to get up, he threw a backhand and punched the opponent's head, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
The two majestic Liao warriors, in front of Di Qing and Yang Wenguang, couldn't do anything at all, and they were cleaned up and fell to the ground.
The rest of the elite warriors of the Liao Kingdom, seeing that their own people were suffering, where did they care about the rules, and rushed towards Di Qing and Yang Wenguang with a swarm of shouts.
"Phew!" Yang Wenguang spit out and said: "I didn't expect to fail to get into the battle formation, but there was a tough battle outside the palace gate of the official family!" ”
"These Khitans are very hateful, arrogant and domineering, and they don't know etiquette, and they actually treat my Great Song Dynasty as weak and deceitful. If it goes on like this for a long time, I'm afraid it will be an inch! Di Qing and Yang Wenguang said side by side.
Yang Wenguang sighed and said: "Today, I am fighting outside the palace gate, I am afraid that I will cause trouble for the Hou Ye." ”
Di Qing said with a smile: "Master Hou has a big face in front of the official family, you and I just have to fight and talk about it!" Sell! ”
The two of them split violently, and rushed to both sides separately from the left and right, as if they were going to surround more than 20 samurai on the other side.
Yang Wenguang is the general, and there is no need to talk about his martial arts. Although he has never been in the battle battle, he has listened to his father talk about the cruelty of the battle since he was a child, so he has worked hard to get ahead and add glory to the family.
But Di Qing killed the bully in his hometown with his brother, and he himself was guilty of it, and he was also a hot-blooded and aggressive person. When he arrived in the forbidden army, he practiced guns and fists, and his shots were also very good.
The two of them faced these many Khitan warriors, and they would not leave their hands at all. If you are killed by the other party, then it is called injustice. Therefore, both of them had the intention of rather breaking the jade than being whole, and they were ruthless.
Yang Wenguang's family heirloom Yang family gun, his punch is also like a gun, poisonous, fast and tricky, a punch on a samurai's chin, on the spot to hear a click, the samurai rolled his eyes and fell soft. But before he could rejoice, another Khitan warrior swung his fist at the door of his face.
However, Yang Wenguang absolutely did not want to fall into the entanglement, and the fists with both hands were as fast as lightning, and he even parried and counterattacked, and before the opponent could react, he hammered the opponent's ribs with another punch and knocked him down.
Di Qing's fight was even more exciting, either an elbow or a knee, or a fitting slam. Even if he saw that the Khitan warrior was stronger than Di Qing, he couldn't stand him.
Both of them knocked down several Khitan warriors in a row, but they made the other party vigilant as well.
Immediately, the people shouted in Khitan dialect, causing the remaining Khitan warriors to retreat.
But retreating was not an escape, but formed two arc-shaped battle formations, and once again surrounded Di Qing and Yang Wenguang.
At this time, it is not a simple fight, but a battlefield.
The palace gate guards saw the two sides fighting, and before they could report to the palace, the Khitan warriors had already been knocked down several people. Those two were brought by An Lehou, and now they are fighting with the envoys and guards of the Liao State, but it is not a trivial matter. While letting people report the news to the palace, he called other guards to come to maintain it, and shouted loudly to prevent the two sides from fighting.
It's a pity that both sides are already red-eyed at this time, who would listen to the shouts of a janissaries.
Di Qing saw that the other party formed an arc every seven or eight people, and surrounded the two of them respectively, so he said to Yang Wenguang: "Brother Yang, try not to be surrounded." ”
"Okay, let's go with them!" Yang Wenguang gritted his teeth and said.
The two of them were also ruthless, and since they had already made a move, they couldn't relax, so they each took a team of Khitan warriors to turn around.
The two of them understood that after a long time, the palace guards would come out to stop them.
The guards inside the palace gate are also forming a team, preparing to calm down the chaos outside the palace gate. But the palace gate can't be ignored, and you have to wait for someone to take over before you can come out to interfere. The palace gate is important, and the safety of the imperial city is the top priority.
Therefore, although Di Qing, Yang Wenguang and a group of Khitan warriors were fighting, no one could manage it for the time being.
This group of Khitan warriors are the elite of the leather room army, although the Liao State has not had many wars over the years, but there are always some small tribes who rebel, so they have also been on the battlefield. The reason why they suffered a loss was because in front of the palace gate, it was impossible for them to bring horses and weapons, so they suffered a loss in foot combat.
There are only two people in Yang Wenguang and Di Qing, and under each other's step-by-step camp, they are finally surrounded by people. The situation took a sharp turn, and in an instant, a group of people fell into chaos.
Fortunately, Yang Wenguang and Di Qing are not ordinary soldiers, they are skilled in martial arts, and they are also impressive.
By the time hundreds of guards surrounded them and pointed their tassels at a pile of people, only the two of them could stand up with each other.
However, the appearance of the two was also a little miserable, and Yang Wenguang's shirts were torn. He was half-stretched, with blood marks on his body, and his swollen eyes couldn't be opened.
Di Qing is not bad, the corners of his mouth are blue, his eyes are dark, and there is a cut on his arm, which is dripping blood.
Yu Hou, who led the guards, looked at the appearance of the two of them, as well as the Khitan warriors lying on the ground, and couldn't help but have a headache.
"Take these two down and bandage them, and wait for the palace to ask questions." That Marquis Yu rubbed his brows and ordered.
The team below was looking at the Khitan warriors lying on the ground, "What about these Liao people?" ”
"What do they do? It was they who picked up the incident outside the palace gate first, so that they could feel the elegance of my Great Song Dynasty Tokyo in a down-to-earth manner, and maybe they could understand some things. Marquis Yu waved his hand, shook his head, and walked towards the palace.
Fan Yu was gossiping with the two queen mothers in Cining Palace, when he suddenly saw a small yellow door stumbling in.
"Big, big things are not good!" Xiao Huangmen gasped and said violently: "The people brought and brought by the Hou Ye have fought and fought with the guards of the envoys of the Liao State outside the palace!" ”
Fan Yu suddenly remembered the Liao warriors outside the palace gate, and immediately jumped up, "Who suffers?" ”