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The terrible howls of the people on the top of the mountain were incessant, and they were like ants on a hot pot, terrified and overwhelmed.

Kicked to the iron plate, where did the Ming army come from, so sharp?

Especially their handcuffs, not to mention the need for a fire rope, they can also shoot three times in a row, which is like a miniature version of the three-eyed gun, which is really very powerful, and the brothers will be injured if they don't die.

The seven people who are forced to go are more and more confident, the advantage of hot weapons over cold weapons is really great, and then the strong bow, the shield can also be blocked, but even if the handcuffs and close-range shield armor can't block it, the special advantage is that they don't use physical strength.

Hand-to-hand combat, how difficult it is to kill an opponent, here you just need to pull the trigger.

In particular, each person uses a Xin'an handcuff, three-eyed flintlock, and there are three rounds of ammunition in one shot, and only one person needs to hit one, that is, to kill seven people, and to hit two, that is, to kill fourteen people, and how many thieves are there in the mountains?

In the general army, if you can suffer two or three casualties without collapsing, they are all elites, and the rogues are no exception.

Qian Sanniang and the others were still forced to fight within ten steps, which was really a dozen and one accurate.

As they forced five steps, the mountain rogue howled even more in panic, and they could already be seen turning and fleeing.

Li Ruwan glanced at it, pulled the trigger, ......and with a bang, a sharp fire burst out, and a few steps away a thief archer who escaped rose behind him in a blood mist, he screamed, and rolled down from the other side of the mountain.

"Kill it." Qian Sanniang shouted, inserted the handcuff into the holster, and pulled out her heavy sword at once.

She fired three shots, one shot from the Battle of the Official Road, two handcuffs, and she still had two shots left, but the thieves had collapsed, and it was time for the short-range charge.

The rest of them also put their handcuffs in their hands and drew their weapons, Qian Sanniang took the lead, holding her own heavy sword and rushing forward, Li Ruwan followed closely behind, dancing her own axe.

"Kill!"

Qian Sanniang jumped on the top of the mountain, she held a card in one hand, a sword in the other, a thief archer in front of her was frightened to escape, she grabbed it is a split, the left neck of the thief burst out of a scarlet blood water, terrifying splashing, sprinkled everywhere.

A thief howled and slashed with a knife, Qian Sanniang blocked the card, and the heavy sword in his hand stabbed down and penetrated through.

The thief was instantly cold and dizzy, he cried and grabbed Qian Sanniang's sword, and as soon as Qian Sanniang's sword was drawn, blood spilled out like a fountain.

Li Ruwan also grabbed it, and the axe chopped down a thief, and let the thief scream, she just brandished the axe and slashed, while scolding: "Hack you to death...... Hack you to death......"

The rest of Uncle Wan, Brother Tan, Uncle Li and others also rushed up, and the thieves on the mountain howled and fled, and the soldiers were defeated like a mountain. No matter how strong someone is, everyone flees at this time, and they don't have the heart to stay. They can't outrun the enemy, they just need to outrun their brothers.

Qian Sanniang held a sword and watched, seeing that there were quite a few thieves fleeing down the mountain, there was indeed a small river over there, and then there was a big pond by the river, and there was a large reed house by the pond, and a large group of horses and mules were parked by the reed house, and I don't know how many.

Obviously, the thieves had been resting here for the night, and then when they saw their ten horsemen coming, they set up an ambush here, and lured the enemy along the way.

But now they just fled for their lives in a panic, snatching the horses one by one, and some of them didn't even have time to pull the horses, so they fled in a panic to the other side of the river.

However, although the surface of the river is not wide, but the banks are full of silt and weeds, it is not easy to cross the river, and these panicked thieves rush into the river, and unknowingly sink into the silt, howling hoarsely.

And the thieves dismounted their horses, jumped on their horses, and fled on both sides of the riverbank.

Qian Sanniang's eyes were cold, so she returned the sword into the sheath, took out her strong bow from the double insertion, and drew out a heavy arrow.

Her double insertion, the quiver is a heavy arrow, the bow pot is a strong bow, especially the bow she uses is still a ten-force bow, and it is a stone strong bow when replaced by a stone bucket system, and it is one hundred and twenty pounds when replaced by a later rally.

She stretched out her bow and pulled the arrows, and the bowstrings creaked, and the arrows on it shone with a cold metallic luster.

As soon as she let go of her hand, a heavy arrow whizzed away from the mountain.

"Whoosh!"

A thief with a hat desperately riding his horse tilted his head, and in the sound of "poof", the arrow came out of his chest, and he rolled off the horse with his eyes wide open.

She drew another heavy arrow, drew her bow again, and another powerful arrow whizzed away.

A thief wrapped in a blue scarf tried desperately to escape, he whipped his crotch mount so hard that he had already escaped dozens of paces, and when he saw that he was about to escape, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and he did not want to chase after him from behind with a sharp arrow.

Although the muzzle velocity of this heavy arrow was only forty or fifty meters per second, the thief fled on horseback, and when he heard the wind, it was too late to dodge.

With the blood flowers, the arrows came out of his heart, and he didn't snort before he rolled off his horse.

Li Ruwan also shot over a hat thief who fled in the other direction, and the remaining five thieves also completely collapsed, and they didn't even have the intention of escaping, and they all knelt on the ground and desperately wailed for mercy.

Qian Sanniang put away her double plug, she pressed the heavy sword and went down the mountain, the black fluffed soft boots stepped on the rocks and grass, making a powerful sound, the cold morning breeze blew her cloak, cold, and with dangerous killing intent, but it can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Li Ruwan carried her axe and followed her with a shaking, when Uncle Wan came up and said with a smile on his face: "Sanniang, great victory, we have captured fifty horses and mules in this battle, and especially captured five thieves, and this live news is available." ”

Qian Sanniang couldn't help but be happy, and said with a smile: "Really? ”

Her smile is like an iceberg thawing, which is amazing.

Uncle Li and the others also greeted him, looking at Qian Sanniang, everyone showed admiration.

Uncle Li muttered even more: "This girl...... Is...... What a ......."

……

A wilderness, overgrown with weeds.

It is the territory of Hongxian County.

The rattle of horses' hooves, the roar of firearms.

On the half-man-tall weeds, a corpse in a red tasseled felt hat was lying on its back in the grass, his mouth wide open, and his eyes were incredulous, and a sharp hook and sickle was stuck in his chest, and the tip of the spear had not reached the hook and sickle.

A young horse that had lost its owner and had a saddle on its back could not get attached to it, and from time to time licked the cheek of its dead owner with its tongue.

And not far from the corpse of the war horse, there are several horsemen fighting in the desperate chase.

With a sound of "Du", Ling Zhanyun and a thief rushed across more than ten steps, the side card in his hand blocked a light arrow shot by the opposite horse, and at the same time, he also fired a shot, and the smoke was thrown behind by his galloping horse in an instant.

Then Ling Zhanyun frowned, and missed again, the accuracy of this horse was too poor when he was running violently.

He fired three shots in succession, and all three rounds of ammunition were gone, and not a single thief was hit.

Look at Pei Pochuan over there, he fired two shots and didn't hit a thief, although this is also the reason why the two are good at using bows and arrows and rarely use handcuffs, but the poor accuracy of running immediately is also an important reason.

You still have to fight at close range, just like you killed a thief with a hook and sickle just now, look at Pei Pochuan, you can use a horse lance to kill a thief closely.

Having made up his mind, Ling Zhanyun inserted the handcuff into the holster, and saw that in addition to the horse running by just now, there was another thief holding a saber, roaring and galloping towards him.

But it was the two of them as the forwards, who sneaked into the territory of Hongxian yesterday and had nothing to do that day, but early this morning, when the two set off again, they were near this abandoned village, and suddenly encountered the sentry of the thieves and seven horsemen.

After a fight, the two killed a thief each, but the thieves also had five horses, all of which were very fierce.

Never being able to stop was also one of the reasons why Ling Zhanyun's handcuffs were poor, at this time, he didn't think much about it, so he choked and pulled out the saber on the saddle, the cold light flashed, and he also greeted the thief who roared and pounced.

The two of them hedged, both holding the reins of the horse in one hand, the body bowed slightly obliquely, the speed became faster and faster, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and the horse's hooves stepped on the grass and flew away.

Soon the second rider rushed through with a fierce and murderous aura, and the sound of the "poof" saber cutting through the flesh was splashed with a large area of blood.

Ling Zhanyun rode his horse and rushed over, and when he heard the sound of a heavy object falling on the grass behind him, his heart swelled with indifference.

He liked the thrill of killing, the tension of his life hanging by a thread, because it made him feel that he was still alive.

The kind of hedging and slashing just now is indeed dangerous.

Both men sprinted at full speed, with the horses covering ten meters in one second, less than fifteen paces apart, or two seconds at most. From raising the knife to the next knife, the two have to complete a complete chopping action within two seconds.

At that moment, it is extremely difficult and dangerous to cut someone, and beginners often can't hold the knife and cut it on their horse's head.

But Ling Zhanyun won, the thief died, and with the high-speed horsepower, he was cut by Ling Zhanyun's sword-cut saber, and the immortals couldn't save him.

Here Pei Pochuan also hedged against a rogue, he held a horse lance, which is a very good weapon, the lance has a very good elasticity, when the charge stabs the enemy, the lance will bend upward, absorbing part of the energy of the charge.

The mallet will also bounce back in an instant, bouncing off enemy corpses and acting as a cushion for protection.

Hard-like spear carbines, unless they are veterans in old hands who know how to unload their forces, are mostly disposable weapons, similar to Ling Zhanyun's hook and sickle spears, and he lets go after stabbing the enemy.

At this time, Pei Pochuan's horse lance has a lance head in front of it, a long and snowy lance blade, a copper ingot at the tail, and a suspension rope on the lance.

It can be seen that the thief is holding a very sharp saber in his hand, and he is obviously a veteran.

He roared and rushed, the sound of hooves was like thunder, the two rushed closer and closer, and the two horses staggered each other, and Pei Pochuan's horse lance stabbed the thief's chest, and a stream of blood splashed, and Pei Pochuan's horse lance also became arched. At the same time, his fingers shook with the force that came him, and the residual power was removed.

The sound of hooves was still thundering, and Pei Pochuan rushed past with a horse lance, and the body of the thief had been bounced away.

"Treading ......"

He galloped a little more, and reined in his horse, "Sigh," his horse neighed loudly, and his front hooves raised high.

Pei Pochuan held the reins in one hand and the lance in the other, and the snow-bright blade reflected his indifferent and cold face.

……

Ling Zhanyun saw that after the thieves killed two more people, the remaining three had no desire to fight, and hurriedly rode their horses and fled.

He shouted loudly: "Brother Pei, catch alive." ”

Pei Pochuan's voice came faintly: "I know ......"

Ling Zhanyun urged the horses under his crotch: "Big flower, go." ”

The horse just snorted dissatisfiedly, ran all day long, was not kind, and brushed his body only once a day.

Ling Zhanyun said: "Go back and give you eggs, and if you want to eat mutton, you can also discuss." ”

He instigated the horses, let the horses chase directly, and after entering Xin'anzhuang, everyone had enough material for horses, and the horses under the crotch were all fat horses and strong horses, and they ran fast, and soon Ling Zhanyun caught up with a thief.

Looking at Pei Pochuan's side, also not far from a galloping thief, Ling Zhanyun took out a pair of horse ropes from the saddle and spun them in his hand.

He shook it violently, but he didn't catch it, but there was a neighing of a horse not far away, and at the same time, the heavy sound of his body falling off the horse was Pei Pochuan who also threw out the horse rope, and it was like a ghost and accurately put on the head of a thief.

The rope noose was tightened instantly, and the thief was pulled off the horse at once, and Pei Pochuan shouted: "Brother Ling, collect the horse." ”

So he rode his horse and galloped, and the thief was dragged behind by him, and he slipped away.

Ling Zhanyun looked at it, there was envy in his eyes, he heard that Brother Pei had beaten Tartar, and sure enough, this riding skill and all aspects of skill were incomparable to himself.

It's just that Brother Pei is usually silent, and he rarely mentions his past to a few friends who live together.

Seeing that the two thieves had run away, Ling Zhanyun didn't chase anymore, the mount that had lost its owner ran away for a while and stopped, Ling Zhanyun took it, and when he returned to the original battlefield, he collected four more horses, and his own hook and sickle were also put away, and by the way, he touched the pockets of the dead thieves.

A smile appeared on his face, this time the harvest was good, he caught a live mouth, and captured five war horses.

There are horse coats on every saddle, and there must be a lot of wealth in it, which are all owned by him and Pei Pochuan.

Seeing that Pei Pochuan had tied up the captured thief, the two decided to go back after discussion.

They had gone a few miles to the north, when they suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind them, and their faces changed dramatically, and at least twenty thieves were chasing after them.

So they went to the ruined village, and the thieves pursued them closely, and they ran in through the collapsed village wall, and the thieves were about to follow, when they suddenly made a loud noise, and they were carrying a few arrows, and then some of the thieves fell off their horses.

The rest thought they had been ambushed, pulled out their horses and left, and soon disappeared in the wilderness.

……

Pei Pochuan and Ling Zhanyun were shocked, looking at a few familiar figures in front of them, fortunately, Captain Zeng and the others arrived, otherwise the twenty cavalry thieves attacked, no matter how brave the two were, they would be more than lucky.

The two were about to salute and thank them, but once they waved their hands, he said cautiously: "There are many thieves here, let's talk in another place." ”

However, looking at the five war horses captured by the two of them, one alive, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Then there was a commotion outside the village wall, and several excited soldiers escorted two thieves and three captured war horses.

But the two thieves fell from the arrow, both injured their hands and legs, and they were unable to move, so they were caught by the sentry who rushed out of the sentry team, and one thief was shot and died, and his horses were also harvested.

Looking at these seizures, Zeng Youyu grinned and said: "Okay, our sentry team has also made meritorious contributions, now look at how proud the girls of the cavalry team are." ”

Soon they changed places, but it was an abandoned house in Suining, and Zeng Youyu planned to interrogate them first to get some information.

The three captured thieves knelt side by side, and once glanced at the three of them, he first asked the thief who was captured by Pei Pochuan alive.

This thief was dragged behind the horse by Pei Pochuan, and his flesh and blood were already blurred, and his face was covered with blood, but he seemed to be quite tough, and he actually took a mouthful of Zeng Youyu, spraying his face full of blood and spittle, and he said angrily: "The court eagle dog, the official dog's legs, I won't say anything!" ”

The sentinels beside him were all furious, and one of the team members punched hard, causing another mouthful of blood to spurt out of the thief.

The team member said angrily: "Dog thief, if you don't say it, I will kill you!" ”

The thief just glared angrily, Zeng Youyu's smile remained unchanged, he wiped the blood and spit off his face, and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, it's a man...... Send him on his way. ”

The thief's expression changed, Pei Pochuan had been watching coldly from the side, and when he heard that he was stabbed with a spear, the thief was shocked, and the bloody lance head leaked out of his chest.

He pumped again, and the thief fell to the ground, a large stream of blood gushing out from under him.

All the team members are in their hearts, Zeng Ye and Pei Ye are all ruthless people.

Zeng Youyu looked at another thief with a grin: "What about you?" ”

The thief swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled up and down rapidly, and he hesitated: "I ...... I ......"

Zeng Youyu said: "If you don't say it, forget it." ”

With a choking sound, he pulled out his first knife and slashed it at his neck.

Immediately the thief rolled on the ground, his veins severed, and blood sprinkled like a fountain.

He rolled, just screaming and struggling on the ground.

Once, holding a sharp knife with blood stains on it, asked the last thief with a cruel smile on his face, "What about you?" ”

The thief had already collapsed, his body trembling like chaff, and kowtowing like pounded garlic.

He cried loudly and begged: "I say, I say everything, beg the military master to spare my life." ”

Zeng Youyu smiled and said, "That's right, isn't my brother thirsty?" Come, drink some water......"

In the end, Zeng Yu and others got some news, of course, this thief is not a high-level after all, and it is up to Yang Xianggong to judge the specifics.

"After the thieves have laid down the Lingbi, they plan to send a team of thousands of horses to Suining to have a look?"