Chapter Twenty-Seven: Retreat from the Enemy
"Die-" A Turkic horse thief had a hideous face, roaring in Turkic language, as if he was full of ruthlessness and murderous energy, and slashed down from the top of his head, as if he was about to cut the young man in front of him in half. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Stabbing!" Luo Zhaoyun suppressed the panic in his heart, assured himself to be calm, and the Lingtai was clear, the more he faced the danger of life and death, the more he had to let himself detach himself from the matter, so that he could make an accurate judgment, and then seize the flaws and quickly counterattack.
At this time, he has already seen the flaws of the horse thief strong man wielding the knife, there is no discipline, and the follow-up is weak, only with a courage and ruthlessness, with the help of the momentum of the war horse, he will split such a domineering knife.
If it is an ordinary soldier, he can only fight hard, and rely on strength, speed, and sword weight to distinguish the superior.
But after nearly a year of hard training, Luo Zhaoyun's body is agile and flexible, and his eyesight is extremely sharp, and the moment he found a flaw, he subconsciously thought of a way to fight back.
"Poof!"
Luo Zhaoyun's body was slightly sideways, and a shot was stabbed, like a fierce snake out of a hole, extremely fast, when the opponent's blade had not yet been chopped down, he directly stabbed the horse thief in the chest, and the arm force was slammed away, and the force on the gun directly pierced the horse thief and pushed off the horse's back.
The war horse under the crotch of the horse thief galloped past, rushing out of more than ten meters, because there was no master to ride, the speed stopped, and the front hooves were at a loss.
"Alang!" Ning Muhe just saw the fierce-eared horse thief swinging his knife at Luo Zhaoyun, his face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to come out, for fear of affecting Ah Lang and distracting him, but now he was relieved to see that he was safe and sound, and he also assassinated a horse thief.
Luo Zhaoyun's blood was spurting, his arms trembled slightly, this shot seemed to use all his strength, after all, in the face of death, he couldn't help but be a little flustered.
Moreover, this is the first time he has killed someone in two lives, and his psychology is strange, which is completely different from the feeling he usually feels when he stabs into a stake.
"I killed someone, a life, and I ended it!" Luo Zhaoyun was stunned, but quickly reacted again: "Living in this era, if you don't kill your opponent, how can you live?" ”
Just as he was stunned, two more horse thieves rushed over and tried to join forces to besiege him.
Luo Zhaoyun quickly got rid of the psychological shadow, raised his eyebrows, and regained his courage and courage again, if anyone wants to kill me, he will kill him!
"Dangdang!"
The two horse thieves, one with a knife and the other with a spear, attacked left and right, which suddenly made Luo Zhaoyun fall into a passive situation, and he was in danger.
Because it was the first time for him to fight like this, the heat was still shallow, and he was worried that he would be killed, so he inevitably had some scruples, and the Luo family's marksmanship was incoherent and completely disrupted.
"Ah Lang be careful!" Ning Muhe pulled out his sword, rode his horse and rushed over, blocking Luo Zhaoyun's side, raising his sword to block the slash of a horse thief.
"Ahh
Ning Muhe screamed, her strength was too small, and her riding skills were not skilled enough, and when she was panicked, she was slashed off the horse by a horse thief.
"Muhe!" Luo Zhaoyun's face changed dramatically in an instant, I don't know if she was injured or died, she was angry at the moment, her eyes were spewing fire, the tension in her heart had been eliminated, and she turned into a bloody roll, her face was full of murderous intent, and her marksmanship suddenly became flexible, and she could use it freely, without interruption and stagnation.
Dangdang - poof!
After Luo Zhaoyun blocked a few shots, his arm was slightly sore, and he swept away, taking advantage of the gap between the spear-wielding horse thief who was about to sneak attack Ning Muhe, who had fallen off the horse, a shot stabbed through, directly pierced the abdomen, and picked off the horse.
"Die!" The remaining sword-wielding Turkic horse thief took the opportunity to attack from the flank.
Luo Zhaoyun listened to the six ways, reacted quickly, shook the spear, pulled out a spear flower, set up the blade, the tip of the spear was like a hidden dragon out of the water, smart and powerful, snorted, cut his throat, blood flashed, the horse thief's body trembled, held the jaw throat with one hand, and fell off the horse's back.
This stream of blood was not biased or crooked, and it was splashing on Ning Muhe's face, causing Xiao Nizi to scream again.
Luo Zhaoyun was worried about her safety, and took a closer look, Ning Muhe had no wounds on her body, she was just chopped on her sword by a horse thief just now, due to the excessive strength, the gravity of the knife was heavy, and she directly shook her body, and she didn't sit firmly for a while, she fell under the horse, bruised her arm, and had no other injuries.
"Muhe, are you okay?"
"I didn't ...... It's okay! Ning Muhe was shocked, stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face, the blood was drenched, it was all splashed from the neck of the horse thief, the bloody breath was very strong, and she almost vomited again.
"Hold on, learn to adapt to it!" Luo Zhaoyun's face was serious, and he said very powerfully, at this moment, he had found his sense and adapted to this kind of fighting scene.
Ning Muhe nodded, tears swirled, he couldn't hold back and not vomit, his expression became resolute, and then he turned over and got on his horse, ready to fight again.
Luo Zhaoyun turned his head to look to the side, the strong men of the families and tenants outside the convoy were fighting with more than a dozen horse thieves, and Zhao Can and the other five people blocked some of the horse thieves who were rushing to kill them head-on.
More than ten meters away, Shi Danai led five people to kill two in and two out of the crowd of Turkic horse thieves, completely breaking up the Turkic horse team formation of sixty or seventy people, and at this time, the six of them alone had already killed twenty horse thieves.
Although these Turkic horse thieves are burly and strong, and their momentum is fierce, their martial arts are mediocre, and they don't even get started at all, some are deserters, some are bankrupt herdsmen, and some Han and Xianbei people who committed crimes in the Central Plains, fled to the border of the grassland, and joined the horse thieves team, all of them have a ruthless energy, but compared with the elite of regular soldiers such as Shi Danai and Liang Zheng, they still seem vulnerable.
Qiang Qiang -
The clashing of weapons became quieter and quieter, and the leader of the horse thief team blew his whistle and began to retreat.
Luo Zhaoyun rode his horse and rushed out, the Luo family made the gun more proficient, and assassinated another person, at this time, the remaining horse thieves had already turned around and fled.
"Poor Kou Mo Chase!" Shi Danai saw that Zhao Can and the others were going to chase and kill, and immediately stopped, no one knew if there were any accomplices in their vicinity who were fighting in the grass valley, and it was easy to cause extraneous branches.
Luo Zhaoyun nodded in agreement with Shi Danai's words, and said, "Count the number of people, pull our wounded and corpses away first, temporarily get out of here, go to a safe location, and then make a plan." ”
"What the young owner said is reasonable, let's withdraw first in case the horse thief goes and returns." Zhao Can nodded in agreement.
Liang Zheng, Jiang Yong and other sergeants and guards agreed, when they looked at Luo Zhaoyun's gaze, they were all a little surprised, they didn't expect that the eleven-year-old young man, who had always been despised by them, was so brave just now, he picked four horse thieves in a row, some were killed and injured, and the martial arts on his body were the real skills of killing the enemy, and he was calm and wise, and at a critical time, he could also give orders, not like a hairy boy at all.
From this moment on, their impression of Luo Zhaoyun changed greatly, and they even really regarded him as a young master.
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