Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Night Attack, Will Meet a Good Talent

Three thousand Green Forest Coalition soldiers surrounded Ma Chuan, it was late at night, and all the little minions fell asleep at this time, but as the backbone of this coalition army, how could Bian Xiang sleep at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Speaking of which, this matter has nothing to do with him, but he still came, and Bian Xiang naturally has his own plans.

One of these green forest heroes who came to invite him used the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the righteousness of the rivers and lakes came to invite him, since he ate this bowl of green forest and rivers and lakes rice, such a thing happened on the rivers and lakes, so naturally he couldn't ignore it.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be unrighteous and angry, how will your subordinates and other colleagues think of yourself in the future?

The second is that Bian Xiang wants to improve his prestige in the rivers and lakes, it is rare that these cottages look up to themselves so much, and they specially come to invite themselves, isn't this a good opportunity for him to make a name for himself in Hebei Green Forest Road?

Maybe after this incident, I will be able to unify these cottages, and everyone will join forces to create a rebellion against the Great Song Dynasty together.

As for breaking the Drinking Horse River and dividing the gold, silver, money and grain on the mountain equally, Bian Xiang actually didn't care too much, and he wouldn't travel thousands of miles just for money.

It's just that after coming, for some reason, Bian Xiang always had a sense of foreboding.

It was probably because Du Bai killed Dai Mei in one round before, and then another person broke the formation and killed Anshilong and other 900 people in all directions, which shocked Bian Xiang too much.

He always felt that a person with such a strong martial arts and such a sharp edge would never honestly defend the camp!

And isn't it the other party, two people riding two horses in a row, picking four cottages? This one ride is out, but what about the other one?

If both horsemen had such martial arts, Bian Xiang really had no certainty of winning against them.

With all kinds of thoughts and worries, Bian Xiang didn't sleep much all night, and at this time, seeing that it had reached the fourth watch, coupled with the rush for days, Rao was Bian Xiang, who was as strong as a man and bear, and at this time the tiredness was also like a tide.

Bian Xiang finally closed his eyes in a daze, and at this moment, Bian Xiang faintly felt that the earth trembled.

He was a little sleepy at first, thinking that maybe it was a hallucination caused by his too nervousness, but the sound of thunder was getting clearer and clearer.

Bian Xiang opened his eyes suddenly, and the contact point jumped up from the leather cushion on the ground.

Straight sissy thief! It's the sound of horses' hooves!

In the middle of the night, someone came to rob the camp!

Under the light of the stars and moon, the mountain wind suddenly rose, and in this howling wind, Lin Chong had already taken the lead and rushed into the simple camp of this gang of thieves.

Behind him, in the second row, Shi Qian Wusong followed closely, and then behind him were three back-to-back cavalry, although there were only six people and six horsemen, but they also put on an offensive front.

Thanks to the investigation before the time migration, and the fact that this gang of bandits and bandits were too amateur for the fortifications of the regular army to set up camp, a camp was full of loopholes, and it was almost undefended, so that Lin Chong's six horsemen almost did not encounter a decent obstacle when they came in.

The sound of horses' hooves was urgent, and at this time the whole camp was already reduced, and countless robber minions came out of the camp tent in a panic.

Then he was overturned by Lin Chong's spear like an electric shot, and was slashed left and right by Wu Songbao's knife behind Lin Chong, and even when he was not good at fighting, he poked out the head of the spear from time to time.

After Wu Songshi moved to the three horsemen, according to Lin Chong's instructions, he used a spear to pick up the bonfires on the ground on the camp tents along the way, and these cowhide tents burned at once.

For a time, these six people and six horsemen were in this chaotic camp, rushing left and right, rampage as if entering a no-man's land, everywhere they passed was the head of people rolling, the wailing and screaming were endless, and the fire rose to the sky.

Bian Xiang, who got out of the camp for the first time, saw such a scene, this nine-foot-long giant man was suddenly stunned, and he wanted to crush his teeth.

I only heard him shouting loudly, beckoning everyone not to run around and shout, and quickly converge on his side, forming an array to resist the enemy.

It turned out that in order to prevent the enemy on Yumachuan Mountain from coming to steal the camp, Bian Xiang also made some arrangements.

For example, send people to keep an eye on the gate on Yinmachuan Mountain, and some deer barricades are also set up near the direction of Yinmachuan Cottage, and the tents of several cottage owners such as Bian Xiang are also set up in the direction of Yinmachuan Cottage.

Who knew that Lin Chong suddenly killed from behind them, and slaughtered the entire rear of the camp in a big mess, almost without the slightest resistance, but on the other hand, it also gave the people around Bian Xiang time to react.

In Bian Xiang's hoarse roar, more and more people began to gather on his side, and they could stabilize at least half of their positions.

At this moment, he heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the direction of Yinmachuan Cottage, Bian Xiang turned his head violently, and saw that the door of Yinmachuan Cottage had been opened, and the same six knights rushed over here.

Bian Xiang was suddenly shocked in his heart, thinking that he was originally an ordinary farmer, and he had seen this kind of scene before, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

But Rao is like this, Bian Xiang is a martial artist, and he is a person with a fierce temperament, the first time he was forced to such a point, naturally he couldn't bear it, and immediately turned over and got on the horse, and rode towards him with a spear.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Behind Bian Xiang, his two lieutenants, Ji Wenbing, Yu Deyuan, and several cottage owners also followed closely.

Lin Chong took Wu Song and others to rush and kill in the camp for a while, and he also discovered the situation here for the first time, and he no longer fell in love with the war at the moment, and under the guidance of the times, he bypassed the human rights gathered around Bian Xiang, and rushed directly in the direction of the gate of Yinmachuan Village.

On the road, the robbers dared to stop them, and they all screamed and fled in all directions.

On the other side of the battlefield, Du Yan took the lead, and after throwing out, Deng Fei and Yang Lin took more than thirty steps, and saw a nine-foot-tall giant man in front of him holding a spear to kill him, and the two horses approached quickly.

Du Xiang naturally knew that this was the giant spirit god Bian Xiang, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, so he concentrated his energy and stabbed out a lightning-like shot, Bian Xiang was angry, his eyes were fast, and he shouted a spear but he only attacked but could not defend, and the latter stabbed Du Yan's heart first.

Du Yan was horrified in his heart, he had been learning and practicing martial arts for so many years, where had he seen this kind of life-for-life style of fighting, and he hurriedly turned into a gun to stop him, and with a "dang" sound, the tips of the two spears touched together, and sparks flew everywhere.

As soon as the connoisseurs fought, they knew if there was any, and a strong force came, and the hands of the two people holding the guns were shocked, and they secretly shouted in their hearts, "Good marksmanship, good strength!" ”

Immediately, I saw that the two of them turned their horses' heads almost at the same time, hedged and approached again, and the spears in their hands stabbed out almost at the same time again, each taking the opponent's vital point, and it turned out to be a way of fighting only defending and not attacking, exchanging life for life.