Chapter 169: Killing Slaves (2)

Every time, as soon as the tiger's ears began to swing, Yun Lang would look around, and this process took a full three hours.

During this time, there were six groups of people who walked through his world of Wangshan, including anxious merchants, wild men running around, and rich men driving carriages.

Yun Lang didn't know where they were going, and everyone felt like they were halfway through the apocalypse, and they couldn't stop worrying.

Yun Lang suddenly found that he seemed to understand a little bit why Liu Che was reckless, this feeling that someone would kill you at any time was really bad, not good at all.

There was a sudden rumbling sound of carriages on the road, Yun Lang got up to watch, only to see more than ten luxurious carriages coming from the far side of the road, the coachman stood on the wheels and struggled to drive the horses, and two armed guards stood behind the carriage, nervously looking at the situation behind.

The speed of the car was extremely fast, and the horses pulling the cart had fallen into a state of madness, and they were still galloping wildly.

The axle of one of the leading carriages suddenly broke, and the luxurious carriage fell to the ground with a bang, and was dragged by the galloping war horse for a hundred and ten paces, and the war horse was exhausted and fell to the ground.

Two cuiyi ** crawled out of the broken carriage crying, their heads and faces were covered with blood, and then a fat man also climbed out of the carriage, although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to be injured, and roared angrily with a sword.

"Don't run, don't run, yes yes don't run, just kill the Huns here."

Listening to the fat man's words, the cries of the two cuiyi ** became louder and louder.

The carriage behind couldn't get around the carriage in front, so it had to stop, and a man in green jumped out of the carriage and shouted: "Zhang Lian, get your carriage out of the way, the Huns are chasing after you." ”

The fat man named Zhang Lian shook his head and said, "Du Yu, don't run, the horse can't hold it anymore, look at your horse, it's already foaming at the mouth." At most, we can run three miles, and while we have a little time now, it is better to block these carriages on the road, and we will have a big battle with the Huns. ”

"What do you say? Zhang Fatzi, can you still fight the Huns? Is it to death? Didn't you see how Xue Liang died? He was strangled by a rope thrown by the Huns.

Get out of the way, Lao Tzu can run as far as he can. ”

More and more people jumped out of the carriage, Yun Lang looked at these people with interest, ready to see how they chose, the Huns' estimate had already chased over, and Yun Lang had already seen dust rising from behind.

There are many people he actually knows, and Cao Xiang summoned the wronged boss at home last time to help him raise money, and there were several of them.

The guy called Zhang Lian, the ancestor is the famous Marquis Zhang Liang, the one named Xue Liang, his father is the prime minister Xue Ze, and the tallest guy, he is the descendant of Zhou Bo.

There were more than ten carriages, more than twenty guards, more than ten grooms, and seventeen or eighteen women, no matter what, it was a bit of combat effectiveness.

Yun Lang didn't know how that guy named Zhang Lian organized this rabble to deal with a strong enemy.

The horses pulling the cart stopped suddenly, and no longer had the strength to bear the carriage, and they fell to their knees with a wail.

Xue Liang, who wanted to escape, suddenly turned earthy.

Zhang Lian took out a crossbow from the carriage, and while winding it, he said: "I don't dare to escape, I left all the servants in Zhuangzi to the scourge of the Huns, and when I returned home, I was killed by my Yeye, it is better to fight here, die in battle, and explain what happened in Zhuangzi to the outside world." ”

These gentlemen were very unexpected, and they thought that this group of lustful and cowardly bastards would definitely escape, but they didn't expect that they would quickly reach a unanimous opinion, and the old guard of Zhou Bo's family would command them to fight with the pursuers here.

Zhang Lian slapped a woman in green clothes on the ass and pointed at the wasteland and said: "He family, you take the Chen family and run away, to tell you, even if you are bitten to death by a beast in the wasteland, it is a hundred times better than falling into the hands of the Huns."

If you can live, go back to your husband, and our courtyard in Yanglingyi will also belong to you, and live a good life. ”

A large group of women went into the moor without looking back......

Zhang Lian looked at the woman who ran away regretfully, and said to Xue Liang: "It's a pity! ”

Zhou Hongurn said angrily: "What's the pity, wait for the yeses to go back alive, and then find them back!" ”

As soon as Zhou Hongyin fell, Yun Lang heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves coming from afar, and soon, a team of cavalry appeared in Yun Lang's sight.

Just looking at the clothes, Yun Lang knew that this was a group of Huns, more than 30 horsemen chased after them from the road, just the indomitable momentum, it made people feel intimidating.

"Raise the crossbow, prepare, shoot flat in a hundred steps!"

The generals of the Zhou Bo family are somewhat knowledgeable, and they know that if they can't kill half of the Huns in the first wave of crossbow arrow salvos, they will have no way to survive.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, Yun Lang's face was covered with sweat, and his hand on the trigger was also wet.

He saw that the gentlemen were lined up in a chaotic formation, and as soon as the general's order was given, sparse crossbow arrows were shot out.

At the front was a Hun man wearing a heavy sheepskin jacket, and the weapon in his hand was very simple, that is, a thick hardwood stick, one large and the other small, like a hammer, after picking it up, it blocked the oncoming crossbow arrows.

"Ahh

The distance was too close, and the speed of the Huns' horses was too fast, Zhang Lian and they could only shoot a crossbow arrow, and they saw the hideous faces of the Huns appear in front of them.

Zhang Lianwei screamed, threw away the crossbow in his hand, carried the overturned carriage on his shoulder, and actually pushed the overturned carriage to the edge of the continent.

A Hun man couldn't dodge, and the men and horses crashed into the carriage together, smashing the carriage to pieces, and the Hun and the war horse could no longer distinguish the shape.

Zhang Lian was also blown out by the powerful impact force, and when he fell to the ground, he began to vomit blood.

The majestic Hun general, with his horse around the broken carriage, had already replaced his hand with a crane-beak axe, and when passing by the carriage, the crane-beak axe took advantage of the situation to strike on the chest of a guard, and the body of the guard seemed to be cut in two at once, although it was not broken, but it flew out upside down and knocked down the groom behind him.

Xue Liang screamed, and got under a carriage, but Zhou Hong held a sword and rushed towards the Hun general with a terrifying bone armor tied to his head, if he couldn't stop this guy, all the Huns behind him would come over.

Zhou Hong's long sword collided with the crane's beak axe, but it didn't make much noise, Zhou Hong's refined steel sword actually cut off the crane's beak axe, and the inexhaustible iron sword swept through the waist and abdomen of the Hun general, and opened a big bloody hole in his waist.

Yun Lang pressed the tiger with one leg and didn't let it rush out, but he calmly kept pulling the crossbow machine in his hand, and the moment each crossbow arrow left the iron arm crossbow, it would penetrate into the vital point of a Hun man.

That is, with the existence of Yunlang, the subsequent Huns had to slow down the speed of the attack and look around for the person who fired the cold arrow.

Although Zhou Hong blocked the Hun general, the tiger's mouth where he held the sword had been torn open by the violent impact just now, and his thumb was twisted strangely.

A long sword stabbed from behind the Hun general, and the Huns dodged to avoid it, screaming and actually using his arms and waist ribs to clamp the long sword under the ribs. The body twisted, and the Zhou guard holding the sword was picked up and collided with Zhou Hong.

Yun Lang lowered his head, and a branch of feather arrows flew over his head, if he hadn't dug a small hole for himself to make his body lower than the mountain, he would have been hit by the arrow a long time ago.

A row of cowhide ropes flew over, some of them were lassoed on the carriages blocking the road, some were directly on the necks of people, and the carriages blocking the road were dragged away by the strong Huns along with the immobile horses.

Yun Lang rewound the Iron Arm Crossbow with his foot, and after placing the Iron Arm Crossbow, he saw a dirty face less than two feet away from him, and he felt as if he smelled the stench coming out of that guy.