Chapter 2: Sharpening the Edge (3 times)

How so?

For a moment, Arslan, Sejirahu, and Hua Thirteen and the others could hardly believe their eyes. But soon, memories of the two teams, a handful of sand and snow and snow, surged from their hearts like a tide.

Whenever a handful of sand clashed with other locks, the first one to rush to support must be Xue Dawang. And vice versa.

Whenever the horse thieves joined forces to do business, or gathered together to redivide the scope of their activities according to their respective strengths, Sha Qianli and Huang Wanshan always advanced and retreated together.

The two teams were so close to each other that they never had a dispute. If you change to someone else, I'm afraid you don't know the fire anymore and have more and less returns.

Huang Wanshan and Sha Qianli were obviously so good that they almost wore a pair of pants, but they never showed signs of trying to merge their teams.

Whether it is a good year or a famine year, there are only about 300 people in a handful of sand. The scale of the snow is similar. There has not been much development, and there has not been much weakening.

On the ancient silk road, almost any group of horse thieves is not an independent existence. All of them are more or less involved with local forces. However, the two teams of Yisand and Xuedawang have never received funding from any local power, and they have never acted as thugs for any local nobles.

No one can control them

Even if you push them to the point of exhaustion, it will be difficult to get them to their knees.

Over the years, the Green Forest peers have not been optimistic about them, and the local forces have not been able to deal with them, or swallow them up as their subordinates.......

They are like two lost snow wolves, proud and lonely. It doesn't fit in with the blue yellow sand behind it!

Normally, no one paid too much attention to these details, but now that the battle flag, which could no longer see the color, was revealed, all the mysteries were revealed. They are not green forest peers, and they are not. They don't even belong in the middle of the river. They are from the Tang Dynasty, and they are Tang Dynasty men who carve pride in their bones and integrate strength into the depths of their blood. No matter how far away from home or how long, it's all!

I don't know why, at this moment, in the hearts of Arslan, Sejirahu and Hua Thirteen and others, they can't have any hatred for Sha Qianli and Huang Wanshan. It turns out that those two guys are Tang people, no wonder they refuse to work for any strength. It turns out that they have been hiding their strength, just waiting for today, waiting for the day when they can raise their own banner in a dignified manner.

This kind of man, even if he is an opponent, is admirable. The three horse thieves smiled bitterly at each other, knowing that today's battle had been completely written to the end. The front one is well-armed and has a sharp attack. The rear team has high morale and experience. was attacked back and forth by such two powerful Tang Erlangs, even if the number of people doubled, it was impossible for everyone to win.

Now, what the three big bosses want to do is to leave the battlefield with as many cronies as possible. **No matter how strong it is, it is a group of passers-by after all. And they are all natives. They come and go like the wind, but they are as tough as the weeds on the Gobi Desert. When the gang on the opposite side and a handful of sand, snow and others behind them left, the nearby radius of hundreds of miles was still their world. In this barren and vast land beneath our feet, people are the least valuable things. As long as there are dozens of old minions left around, it won't be long before a team can be pulled up again.

However, such a low requirement is also very difficult to achieve. Under the sharp attack of the frontal **, the horse thieves kept retreating, like a stubborn iron tumbling under a giant hammer. And the ** from behind has become an anvil, echoing the ** in front of it, constantly flattening, flattening, and pressing the horse thief's team into a thin strip. Every time the hammer is knocked down, it is a splash of red light.

The leader of the old north wind, Sejirahu, organized two breakthroughs backwards, but they were forced back by a handful of sand and snow beaters. Hua Thirteen, the leader of the upside-down willow, used a knife to force some minions to move forward, trying to disrupt the rhythm of the **'s attack in order to win a chance for himself and his cronies to evacuate safely, but it backfired.

No one can stop the blade Sakura in front of you. Although there were only a hundred of them, the hundred-and-so lances were like blessings from the shaman, and everything was powdered wherever they pointed. No one could break through the barrier of the rear **, although they were disheveled and their weapons were broken, but the place where they stood was as hard as a copper wall.

That's it.

once swept across the river and made all the heroes bow down.

This is **, once led hundreds of thousands of servants to level half of Tianzhu with just a few people**.

Although he experienced the fiasco of the Battle of Talas, the land under his feet no longer belongs to the Tang Dynasty. However, the prestige is still imprinted on the hearts of every shepherd on both sides of the medicine brake water like a nightmare.

No matter how rudimentary the weapons they hold in their hands.

No matter what adversity they are forced to.

They're still,

One person can be ten.

Ten can be a hundred.

100 can break 10,000.

When tens of thousands of ** swept in, the whole world will tremble.

And ** the tolerance and mercy of the prisoners in the past made the horse thieves unable to resist to the end. When they saw the two different old and new, but identical Datang battle flags erected in front of and behind their homes, the morale of the horse thieves had collapsed. When they found that no matter what tricks they used, they couldn't resist the full force of the attack, the horse thieves were completely desperate.

It is impossible to fight, and it is not a shame to lose in the hands of such a team. Moreover, if you throw away your weapons and surrender, you may not lose your life. Why do you have to hit the Tang people's lance?

I don't know who led the leader, and the minions closest to ** began to drop their weapons and jump off their horses. He put his hands around his neck and slowly squatted down.

This is a standard surrender move. It is said that the ** back then, when it saw the person who made this action, would not apply any more damage.

The actions of the minions in front of them made the minions who were a little farther away from ** more and more overwhelmed. Many people pulled their mounts so as not to accidentally rush to the front of the ** horse and be poked with a few transparent holes in their bodies by the lance. But behind them are the big bosses and their descendants, and the minions don't dare to give up resistance completely now. I had to stand in a daze, waiting for the last chance to come.

The minions were unwilling to fight hard, and Arslan, Sejirahu, and Hua Thirteen were helpless. At this moment, they were all in the middle of the line, and they wanted to ride their horses and escape from both sides, but they were blocked by their own brothers in a mess, and they couldn't move three feet away for a long time.

Seeing that if you don't rush out, everyone will have to be trampled into powder by the ** war horse. The pro-soldier Ma Liuyu was in a hurry, and swung his knife to slash over the two little minions who were in a mess from behind, and shouted loudly, "The wind is tight, and the head is pulling separately." Get out of the way! Death to those who stand in the way! ”

"You ....." Arslan trembled in distress, and waved his scimitar, trying to cut Ma Liu into two pieces. But his arms were tightly held in the air by the old north wind. "You're crazy, he's doing it for your own good, hurry up, don't delay your efforts!"

Arslan snapped and woke up suddenly. His legs clamped the horse's belly and followed closely behind Ma Liu. Several of his descendants protected him, and while rushing forward, he slashed and slashed left with his arms open. In an instant, a bloody gap was cut around it.

The descendants of Sejirah and Hua Thirteen did the same, and they also raised their sabers to their accomplices. These guys are all habitual bandits who kill people without blinking, and as long as they move to kill, their subordinates will show no mercy. After a while, with Arslan's war horse as the vanguard, a bloody team emerged from the side of the crowd. The minions that surged into a long strip because of the ** front and back attacks collapsed, and the big and small leaders didn't care about each other and fled in all directions.

"If you want to run, it's so easy!" Seeing this, Wang Xun, who was dispatching the whole army behind the camel team, immediately ordered someone to shake the military flag and scattered all the dart masters who were originally ambushed on both sides of the camel team and were ready to be used as suspicious soldiers. "One human head hangs the Yuan Tongbao, three human heads and one stone tea brick. If you are unwilling to ask for money, you can convert your military merits and receive martial arts. Turn back to Anxi Jiedu to make the camp cash. ”

"Woo-woo-woo-woo!" With the horn of urging life, Qi Dazui and Chu Duyan each led more than 100 swordsmen out of the nest. The men and horses whipped up a gust of wind and whirled around and chased the fleeing horse thief from behind. The blade passed, and the human head rolled down.

In terms of pure personal force, the swordsmen are far above the horse thieves. However, in the past, when the two sides met, in order to protect the goods and the employer, the former was always in a passive position. Even if you are lucky enough to fight your way out of the siege, or if the horse thieves have to retreat, you will have to pay a very heavy price.

Today, it's all turned upside down. Lord Qincha, who looked young and unreliable in speaking and doing things, unknowingly arranged an ambush behind the horse thief. Under the front and back attacks of the two **, the horse thieves, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, did not hold on for even a quarter of an hour, and began to flee for their lives. If they are allowed to run away, will they still have the face to see those comrades who died at the hands of horse thieves in the future? If you don't avenge them now, when will you go? Kill, kill them all. Even if it weren't for the high bounty promised by Lord Chincha, the horse thief would be cut down to the roots. For the swordsmen who have died on the ancient silk road over the years, and for the souls who will never return to their hometown.

Seeing the ambush on the left and right, Arslan, Sejirahhu and others became more and more desperate. His legs smacked the horse's belly desperately, and even if someone around him was cut off from his mount, he would never look back to meet him. A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and he has already lost like this, so he doesn't care about losing more. The cunning ** has even arranged an ambush, who knows if there will be more hidden moves? Today's battle was originally a big trap. Even if Sha Qianli and Huang Wanshan don't lead the team to fight back, everyone can't get any bargains.