Chapter 68 Martial arts are strong

The legs and feet were fast enough, and the sturdy body was unusually light at the moment, and the two big feet flew and stepped on one after another, and in a blink of an eye, they followed the previous person on the ladder.

There was a scream above his head, but it was an arrow in the chest of the soldier in front of him who fell, and Zhang Chi looked up to see that he was less than three feet away from the battlement, and the Tartar soldiers next to the battlement were hurriedly building their bows.

Just a glance at Zhang Chi found the opportunity, kicked his feet violently, and his body jumped in the air with his strength, and then probed with both hands, and firmly grasped the wall battlement.

"Yikes!" With a loud shout, the sword in his mouth slipped down, and Zhang Chi stepped on his feet in unison, and flew up to the city under the stunned eyes of several Tartar soldiers.

Without waiting to stand firm, Zhang Chi's two fists were swung out again and again, this punch was not small, I saw that several Tartar soldiers in front of him were knocked out one by one, and a blank space immediately appeared in front of Zhang Chi's eyes, there was no one within three feet, and the nearby Tartar soldiers did not dare to move forward for a while.

Zha Jimu was not far away, and he was very frightened when he saw this scene, and shouted hysterically: "Kill him!" As he spoke, he picked up the scimitar at his waist and rushed forward in person, and the Tartar soldiers who had reacted no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Zhang Chi with a shout.

However, Zhang Chi is worthy of being a fierce general, because his back is against the city wall, and there are no more than ten Tartar soldiers facing him, and he will not put this person in his eyes.

First, he reached out and grabbed a scimitar, and then his body slashed out with a round stroke, the knife was sharp and unstoppable.

The Tartar soldier didn't expect his sword skills to be so sharp, and it was too late to retreat at this time, so he could only watch as the scimitar in Zhang Chi's hand slashed into the abdomen of his companion and himself like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Although the time was short, it was enough for the soldiers who followed Zhang Chi to rush to the city, and for a while, under the leadership of Zhang Chi, the soldiers with high martial arts killed a large number of Tartar soldiers and retreated.

"Block, block me!" Zha Jimu, who had not been able to rush forward, roared, but no matter how loud his voice was, it was useless, seeing more and more Ming soldiers rushing to the city, Zha Jimu had the mind to cry.

"Chief, the general trend has gone, let's go to the Great Khan!" The subordinate cried and pulled up Zha Jimu, who was sitting on the ground with a sluggish expression.

"That's right, look for the Great Khan, then our team will come back and make the Han people look good!" As if grasping a life-saving straw, Zha Jimu stumbled off the city with a few of his own soldiers.

Escaping from Huyukou, it was already a dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, and the group of Zha Jimu with several torches rode their horses and galloped, and from time to time some people lost their hooves and flew out, but Zha Jimu, who was eager to find my answer, couldn't stop to check, and still flung the horsewhip desperately.

The last to come, ran out of two hours of Zha Jimu was very depressed to catch up with the first step out of the city of the hundred households, looking at the hundred households stunned looks, Zha Jimu couldn't wait to stop the horse and come forward to reward him with two whips, but now the situation is urgent, he was stunned to suppress the anger in his heart.

Seeing Zha Jimu roaring by, the originally stunned Baihu reacted: "Chief, the road ahead is not the road to Yanghe, and the subordinates are taking a fork in the road!" ”

"Phew!" Zhajimu stood up, turned around and hurried back, and slapped a horsewhip on Baihu's face: "Stupid, rice bucket, you even went a fork in the road, you grew up eating shit!" ”

After that, he turned over and dismounted angrily, sat on the cold ground and gasped for breath, tired, Zha Jimu was really tired, and ran wildly for two hours in a row. Although Zajimu has lived on horseback since he was a child, he is also a little unbearable.

"Do you know how to get there now?" After a pause, Zha Jimu raised his head and asked, the whip marks on his face were hot and painful, but Baihu didn't dare to show a painful look, and said resignedly: "Hui Chief, just now I caught a Han people, he said that if you go back to twenty miles along this road, and go west to the fork in the road, you can go directly to Yanghe City Private Beauty Health Doctor!" ”

"Alright, let's go! Don't be taken to the front by the Han people! With that, he returned the same way with a group of men.

"What time is it?" Shen Chongming, who was dozing off from time to time, suddenly raised his head and asked.

Brother Erdan was already sleepy, and when he heard his question, he woke up with a spirit: "My lord, it's probably almost time!" The tone of uncertainty is very different from the style of Brother Erdan.

"Report to your lord, it's ugly now!" A cui dripping voice sounded, and Shen Chongming sighed and didn't notice anything wrong.

Rubbing his swollen head, Shen Chongming raised his head and said, "Erdan, hurry up and take a look, what is the point of the war!" After that, he glared at Brother Erdan fiercely, he dared to learn to be as sleepy as himself, he was really bold.

Brother Erdan hurriedly responded, and ran towards the battlefield with a team of brocade guards, but he didn't notice that there were less than fifty guards left by Shen Chongming's side.

The battle ahead still has no tendency to ease, and although I am bent on disengaging quickly, it is difficult to travel late at night, and the Ming army is holding on tightly, so it cannot be achieved at all.

But even so, I am still trying my best to draw out the troops in the melee, and now it is impossible to retreat quickly, the only thing to do is to let go, re-form the formation and then come back to fight, as long as you win a battle to repel the Ming army a little, you can achieve the goal of escaping.

"Chief, there's someone over there, too!" Baihu ran back quickly, panting and pouting to the extremely ugly face of Zha Jimu.

The reason why Zha Jimu's face is ugly is not only because of the non-stop rush overnight, but also because he was jumped a few times in a row on this day, and this one is really a little unbearable.

First, Huyukou was lost, and then on the way, it encountered a battlefield that stretched for more than ten miles, and it was pitch black. Although he knew that it must be the Great Khan's men and the Han people fighting, Zha Jimu did not dare to take his more than 30 men forward, so he had to take a detour, thinking to see if he could find where I was.

After this walk, Zhajimu realized the enormity of this battle, and he was even more afraid in his heart, how many Ming soldiers and horses must be there!

Walking around, Zajimu still didn't dare to step forward, so he could only hide in a small forest and send the unlucky hundred households to investigate.

At this time, hearing his report, Zha Jimu suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly got up and asked, "Tell me quickly, is it a big sweat!" ”

Baihu's face was embarrassed for a while: "Chief, it's too dark, and my subordinates haven't seen it clearly, but there are not many people on the other side, only a few dozen people, or let's go and take a look, if it's the Great Khan, it's the best, if it's the Han people, then destroy them by the way, it's also a bad breath!" ”

"Well, that's right!" Zajimu nodded, gathered a group of subordinates around him and began to whisper orders.

In the middle of the night. Although the war was in full swing, the captains who stayed to protect Shen Chongming's safety were also sleepy, and they hadn't seen a single Tartar soldier for so long, so everyone was inevitably relaxed.

Zha Jimu approached quietly with people, there is a way that people are more courageous, this time it is much closer than a hundred households, and when he looks at the situation in front of him, Zha Jimu can't help but burst out in his heart, grandma's, it is a Han person.

"Withdraw...... Stop! As soon as the order turned, Zha Jimu couldn't help but show a smile, so many people in brocade clothes, I am afraid that it is the leader of the Han people here.

"Hehe, it's time for me to be a pole wood and an evil superintendent, hug you! I caught a big fish! Zajimu's face was full of pride, and he had already begun to confer the title of Battle on himself by the Great Khan of Alta.

"Chief, what are you happy about?" Behind him, Baihu couldn't help but ask, but he was curious in his heart why the now embarrassed Zha Jimu was rising.

Zha Jimu didn't explain, and commanded in a low voice: "Listen, wait for the leader to give an order, you will rush and kill bravely, if you capture the Han generals, each of you will be rewarded with ten cattle and sheep!" ”

When they heard this, the people could not help but rejoice, for in such a calamity, if they were rewarded with ten cattle and sheep, life would be much better.

Without further ado, Zajimu took the lead himself, and led the people to cautiously approach under the big tree.

"Who's who, report your name!" It is worthy of Jinyiwei. Although they were dazed, they were awakened by the slightest noise.

As soon as he saw that his whereabouts were exposed, Zha Jimu was no longer hiding, and with a loud shout, he rushed forward with his subordinates: "Kill!" ”

"Enemy attack!" With a long roar, the two nearest Jinyi guards immediately swung their swords to meet them, but although their personal martial arts were good, the people led by Zha Jimu were also elites, and they were cut down to the ground in a few seconds with fewer enemies.

"Protect your lordship!" A lieutenant shouted loudly and took the lead in stopping in front of Shen Chongming, who woke up, and the rest of the people also gathered around.

"Kill!" Looking at this situation, Zha Jimu was even more excited, big fish, this is definitely a big fish.

The sky was too dark, and the enemy suddenly appeared, the captains couldn't figure out how many enemies there were for a while, shouldering the safety of Shen Chongming, and everyone was worried about this situation, so they didn't dare to let go at all, so they could only fight and retreat.

But the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to resist, and there is nothing to be done about seeing the Tartar being obscene.

Watching one after another lieutenants fall under the Tartar knife, Shen Chongming was furious, there was only one side of the enemy, it can be seen that the number of people is not large, so shrinking back to resist, isn't this waiting to be slaughtered one after another: "There are not many Tartars, kill them all!" Shen Chongming ordered loudly with anger.

The captains had long been holding a breath of evil in their hearts, and when they heard that Shen Chongming had an order, they rushed forward with shouts, and the sharp embroidered spring knife was round, it was also a knife, and the people who killed Zha Jimu and his party were not embarrassed.

Zajimu is also a smart man. Although he was killed by the captains and retreated one after another, his eyes never left Shen Chongming, needless to say, this is the guarantee of his title of Battle.

At the beginning of the melee, the captains could no longer be distracted to take care of Shen Chongming, and while the two sides were in full swing, they made a move to get rid of the brocade-clothed captain who was entangled with him, and his body suddenly rushed towards Shen Chongming.

Under the light of the fire, the scimitar was cold and sparkling, and Zha Jimu, who had a look of excitement in his eyes, jumped up violently with a loud shout, and slashed directly at the top of Shen Chongming's head with a sharp knife.

This knife is fast and accurate, Shen Chongming, who doesn't know any fist and foot kung fu, was so frightened in the face of such a situation, seeing the scimitar slashing towards the top of his head, he immediately closed his eyes in fright.

"Look for death!" A coquettish reprimand sounded, only a crisp sound was heard, and the scimitar of Zha Jimu actually came out of his hand, and Zha Jimu, who fell to the ground, took two steps back with his right hand that was numb from the tiger's mouth, and looked at the brocade-clothed man who was blocking in front of the Han general with horror in his eyes.

"Little junior sister!" This voice Shen Chongming couldn't be more familiar with, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he looked at this petite back.

The little junior sister turned around and smiled, and then danced the short sword in her hand and rushed towards Zha Jimu.