It was nearly evening, and the sun was no longer hot at noon.

Jiang Wei wanted to go to the mountains and forests to hunt a wild beast for dinner, but unexpectedly shot a roe deer at the same time as a Qiang man. He vaguely saw that there were still many accomplices in the vicinity of the Qiang man. Fortunately, there are still some dry food in the car, which can still survive the journey. In order to avoid extraneous branches, Jiang Wei gave up his prey, turned his horse's head and evacuated first, and went back to join the convoy.

Everyone did a cup of tea, only to hear the sound of hooves rolling behind them, as if a large group of people were coming. Jiang Wei was already alert in his heart. Ma Jun's face was already a little pale.

At this time, Jiang Mu poked her head out of the carriage, her face was worried, and said, "But someone is chasing?" and if they are those who seek riches, give them to them. My son, tread with caution. ”

Jiang Wei smiled: "It's just a few little thieves, no matter how big the scene is, I've seen it, and my mother just needs to be relieved." He stepped forward and whispered to Jiang Wen, who was driving the carriage, "Awen, you speed up and drive." I'm going to investigate. ”

Jiang Wen gave the order, slapped the horse's buttocks a few times, the horse couldn't bear the pain, neighed, and accelerated forward.

Jiang Wu fell behind the car and said loudly: "Young master, the villain will go with you!" ”

Jiang Wei shouted: "You protect the driver and Mr. Ma, there is a small bow on the wall of the carriage, you go and find it and put it on, if anyone dares to stop it in front, they will be killed." Just go! ”

Jiang Wu saw Jiang Wei's resolute attitude, so he had to grit his teeth and clench his fists and leave.

Jiang Wei turned the horse's head and stopped in place, and after a cup of tea, the chasing soldiers and horses had appeared in front of him, all dressed as Qiang people, about twenty or so riding. When he reached a distance of about 100 steps, Jiang Wei pointed his gun forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you waiting for, why are you following Yu?" ”

The Qiang people slowed down, and the leader was dressed very gorgeously, in his thirties, and rode a snow-white steed under him, which was Yarim, the third son of the Qiang King. He drove his horse forward, raised his horsewhip and asked, "Are you Jiang Wei from Tianshui?"

Jiang Wei narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking that since the other party had already recognized him, he must have some certainty, so he simply revealed his identity to see if he could scare him. At the moment, he said loudly: "Yes, a certain Yongzhou soldier Cao is engaged, Tianshui Jiang Boyue is also, even if you know the name of a certain person, you will not retreat!" ”

Mu Ba stood beside Yarimu, he was already furious, gritted his teeth and said: "Jiang Wei, in the battle of Shangqi that day, you secretly attacked my military camp and slaughtered my brothers and friends, do you remember my Mu Ba?" I want you to pay with blood today! ”

Jiang Wei knew that these people were here to avenge the battle of Shangqi, and sure enough, the people who came were not good, so he sneered: "I heard that the Qiang warriors are not afraid of death, how did you escape?" Didn't he abandon his fellow clansmen and flee alone. If you don't notice it for a while, you will become the fish that slipped through the net! ”

Mu Ba was conceited and brave, and regarded the escape as a shame in his life, and now he was laughed at by Jiang Wei in public, and he was really angry, but he couldn't argue, his face was blue and red for a while, and he couldn't say a word, and he gritted his teeth so much.

Yarimu patted Muba on the back, intending to tell him to dissipate his breath. He knew Muba's bravery, and he also needed such a right-hand man on the way to the top. Just now Muba came to seek revenge on him with a roar, and he knew that the time had come to win Muba's loyalty, so he agreed and led the crowd to chase after him.

He touched his chin and asked, "Jiang Wei, do you know who I am?" ”

Jiang Wei was happy to buy more time for the team, so he said, "Your Excellency said it bluntly. ”

Yarimu looked forward and said: "I am Yarimu, the son of the king of the wolf and Qiang!" ”

It's just a little prince, Jiang Wei pretended to be surprised, hugged his fists and said: "It turned out that the little prince arrived, I don't know what to do." ”

Seeing that Jiang Wei was so "polite", Yarimu only said that he was shocked by his identity, and he was proud, and said: "Wudu is the place where my wolf clan breeds, why do you come and go here for no reason?" ”

Jiang Wei Zhengse said: "Wudu has been the territory of the Han Dynasty since ancient times, and as a member of the Han Dynasty, he can come and leave if he wants, so why pretend to let others agree." He said this righteously, quite mercilessly.

Yarimu was young and vigorous after all, and his face was a little unbearable, and he said angrily: "Jiang Wei, you are dying today, and you dare to be hard-mouthed?" Can you outdo twenty of my warriors alone? He snorted coldly and said, "Since you have sinned Muba, you will definitely die." If you dismount and surrender, I will spare you death. ”

When Jiang Wei heard this, he was a little speechless, this little prince is not deeply involved in the world, he is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he really regards himself as a character.

Jiang Wei squinted his eyes and looked carefully, perhaps because of the hot weather, most of the Qiang people and horses were not armored, many of them were still naked, and most of their weapons were mainly swords.

There is a saying in the Han Dynasty that "one Han enemy five Hu", which means that a Han soldier can defeat five Hu soldiers by virtue of his well-equipped and well-trained soldiers. And the horse war pays attention to an inch long and an inch strong, Jiang Wei has been learning martial arts since he was a child, he is confident that he dismounts the horse with his crotch, has a gun in his hand, and has two gears of armor inside, even against twenty Qiang people, he also has the power to fight. The only thing to be afraid of is the bow and arrow in the hands of the Qiang people.

Jiang Wei said in his heart that after this entanglement, his mother's car should have gone away. At the moment, he was no longer perfunctory, and said in a deep voice: "If you leave a place for an arrow, if you wait to follow closely, Hugh blames a certain subordinate for being ruthless." After saying that, he raised his hand and shot an arrow, which came in a hurry, and in an instant, it landed in front of Yarim's mount.

The white horse under the seat of Yarimu was indeed a divine horse, neighed, and raised two front hooves, which was able to dodge the arrow. Yarim was unprepared for a moment, and his body suddenly lost his balance and was about to fall. Mu Ba was startled, he had seen Jiang Wei's archery technique, and hurriedly got down to the reins of the white horse, so that Yarimu was saved from falling off the horse.

Yarimu was frightened, his face turned pale, and in a blink of an eye, he turned red from anger, and said angrily: "Since you don't know what to do, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces today!" Give it to me, brethren! With that, he stretched out his right hand and waved it forward. All the Qiang people received the order, accelerated their horses and rushed towards Jiang Wei together, and some of them rushed in front and rode to shoot forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Wei patted his horse and returned.

Today, the Qiang people travel for hunting, because of the hunting bow brought by the er, the strength is only seven or eight points, a wave of arrow rain, only shot eighty or ninety steps, it has been exhausted, one after another fell to the ground, some of the strength is larger, the range is a little farther, Jiang Wei waved the spear in his hand, one by one.

Jiang Wei retreated, taking advantage of the fact that the first wave of arrow rain had fallen and the second wave of arrow rain had not yet arrived, he took out a feather arrow with his bow in his hand, and reflexively turned around as an arrow. The bow in his hand, the force reached two stones, and the Qiang people were facing each other, a hundred paces away, in an instant, only to hear a "whoosh", the arrow had already pierced into the throat of the nearest Qiang man, and the man had no time to scream, so he fell straight down from the horse, and died on the spot.

Seeing this, the Qiang people were busy with another wave of arrow rain pouring down, how could Jiang Wei seem to have eyes behind him, as soon as he saw the Qiang people pulling the bow, the horse accelerated and could dodge every time. When they exchanged arrows, they quickly shot another arrow backwards, and another Qiang man fell down with a muffled voice.

The Qiang people had been hunting for half a day before, and there were not many arrows left, and three or five waves of arrow rain were sent out before and after, but Jiang Wei was not injured at all.

Jiang Wei did the same, shooting three arrows in a row, and each arrow fired, one of the pursuers fell in response.

Seeing that his bow was long and strong, and his archery was so accurate, the Qiang people slowed down their horses one after another, and slowly fell a hundred steps away, afraid that they would become the first bird.

Yarimu's eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "This person has only seven arrows, and there are still four left, but we have twenty brothers, and those who kill this person will be rewarded with five catties of gold!" ”

Most of the Qiang people are poor, and gold and hardware are already a great reward. The so-called man is a hero, money is courage, the Qiang knights abandoned the hunting bow one after another, drew the sword at their waist and held it high in their hands, and there was a howl of "hulahula" in their mouths, and they were mad and had to pull their horses forward.

"Good time!" Jiang Wei said in his heart. Just now, he was just afraid of the Qiang people's bow and arrow volley, and now if he wants to fight hand-to-hand, he is exactly what he wants. He also turned his horse's head and galloped towards the Qiang brigade.

The Yarim man was furious, raised a long knife and rode in front of him, and there were four guards behind him, fearing that his master would lose, so they lined up and followed closely behind. Because of the previous dismount to protect the master, Muba had to be far behind for a while.

A hundred paces away, two horses galloping, in an instant.

Ten steps, five steps, three steps, one step!

Yarimu held the reins in one hand and held the long knife high in the other, and hurriedly slashed towards Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei only used his legs to clamp the horse's belly, and his hands were also holding up the eight-sided gun, and he smashed it towards the long knife.

Just listen to the "bang". The two of them fought just between the flying sand and rocks, and they were already staggered. Yarimu was like being electrocuted, only to feel a huge force coming, blood burst out when the tiger's mouth landed, and he couldn't hold the long knife anymore, he flew out of his hand, and before he came back to his senses, Jiang Wei's gun handle had arrived, and it swept heavily on his chest, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he was about to suffocate, and his body fell heavily from the horse, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly fainted.

Defeat the enemy with one move!

The guards behind him saw that the life and death of the master were unknown, and their eyes were about to split, and they surrounded Jiang Wei, regardless of the flaws, and raised their knives to cut.

Jiang Wei practiced as usual, holding the rod with his left hand, supporting the bottom with his right hand, holding the spear flat, using his left hand to push away the knives around him one by one, and then sending it slightly with his right hand, stabbing out several shots obliquely, leaving only afterimages in the air.

Ordinary martial artists slash and stab, but they only need to use their strength to be old, and they always have to change their breath and adjust their posture. Jiang Wei separated his left and right hands, and the spear in his hand seemed to be alive, and the next moment he opened the knife, the counterattack was instantaneous. After only a few breaths, the four guards also fell off their horses one by one, and the wounds they were wounded, not in the throat, but in the lower abdomen, and they were all dead.

The so-called shoots the man first and shoots the horse first, and the thief captures the king first. Seeing that the leader was dead, the most elite guards in the cavalry were also wiped out. The remaining Qiang people couldn't help but be angry.

Jiang Wei flicked the spear, and the blood swirled out along the red tassel, only to see that his face was not red, he was not panting, and he grabbed the horse's belly, and attacked the enemy again.

Mu Ba had arrived in a hurry at this time, he saw Jiang Wei alone and a horse, covered in blood, murderous, like killing the reincarnation of the gods, one person against twenty people, but like a tiger like a flock of sheep, invincible, the eight-sided spear in his hand seemed to be a poisonous snake that devoured people, and did not wave it much, but it was blocking death, and those who touched it died. It made him frightened and unmotivated.

There is a saying among the Qiang people: "A warrior dies only once in his life". On that day, Muba chose to flee, and his warrior heart died with it. I have been a coward once, and I have done it again, and I have not twisted it in the slightest.

I don't know who shouted "run" first, turned around and ran. One person took the lead in escaping, and the rest of the people had no intention of fighting again, so they turned their horses' heads one after another, and scattered like birds and beasts in all directions.

Muba also fled with him, thinking that he would report this matter to Yamuji, the king of Shenwolf Qiang, and ask him to send a large army to encircle and suppress it. Thinking that Jiang Weishang was behind him, he couldn't help but shudder, and slapped the horse's ass fiercely with the back of the knife, afraid that he was the slowest one.