The Khan nodded slightly, and then shouted, "Hurry up and assemble the raft!" The rest, ambush in the woods, watch out! ”

In the woods by the ferry, the black arrows were hidden in the darkness, deep in the shadows to the south.

"It's dangerous!" Wang Fei broke out in a cold sweat. Although the man in black was constantly disturbed by Ma Lu, he still threw a short spear at the man in gray in the gap between dodging and moving. The man in gray didn't have time to swing his sword to block, so he had to let the horse change direction to the side.

The violent change of direction of the war horse brought a bump, and the little lady obviously had never experienced such a dangerous scene, and she didn't understand what was going on, so she was stupid all of a sudden. Wang Fei had experienced so many thrilling scenes before and after the crossing, and his experience points had obviously increased, and when the sound of weapons breaking through the air sounded behind him, he subconsciously lowered his body and prepared to shrink his head like an ostrich. The moment he shrank his head, Wang Fei saw that the little lady was still stupidly straightening up, and remembered her smile just now, so he subconsciously grabbed the little lady's arm with his hand and asked her to bend down to dodge.

Between the lightning and flint, the spear flew over the horse's head with a dangerous and dangerous roar, only a few inches away from Wang Fei and the little lady who were bent down.

The man in gray seemed annoyed, and with a loud shout, drew a spear from the right side of the saddle and threw it in the direction of the man in black.

The man in black didn't expect that the spear throwing just now almost hurt the little lady, and when he saw that the little lady was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved his knife to block the spear thrown by the man in gray.

The little lady lifted her arm up, took Wang Fei's hand with her hand, shook it gently, and then said something in Wang Fei's ear. Wang Fei suddenly felt that his ears were itchy, and his hands were hot, as if the flames of Broken Leaf City were roasting him.

In a trance, Wang Fei heard countless sharp sounds of breaking the air again, and this time it came from the front.

The man in gray was obviously also surprised, and hurriedly reined in the war horse, and the war horse man stood up. The man in gray grabbed the little lady with one hand, hesitated a little with the other, and then grabbed Wang Fei, then jumped up and flipped back.

Before the horse's hooves had fallen, its breasts and belly were full of feathered arrows. The horse screamed and fell to the ground.

Behind the war horse, the gray-clothed man half-squatted, wielding a scimitar, knocking the stray arrows that bypassed the war horse flying.

The little lady and Wang Fei stood side by side, protected by the man in gray. Wang Fei thought about it and let the little lady hide behind her. The little lady's blue eyes blinked, and then she slid her fingers over Wang Fei's back, as if she was drawing something.

The dense rain of arrows was an indiscriminate blow covering the heavens and the earth, and the black-clothed man who followed closely behind was also enveloped by the rain of arrows. He quickly burrowed into the horse's belly, grasped the chest strap with both hands, and buckled the stirrup on his toes, dodging the rain of arrows while not forgetting to control the horse to run in the direction of the man in gray. But the rain of arrows in his face was accurate and ruthless, and the black-clothed man's war horse was soon shot into a hedgehog. Before the man in black fell to the ground, he drew his scimitar and jumped towards the man in gray, the target was still the little lady behind the man in black.

The rapid sound of breaking sound sounded again in the rear, and the man in black had no choice but to use his scimitar to hit the ground, change direction in the air with his strength, twist his waist and bend in the opposite direction, and at the same time dance the knife flower to protect his vital point.

"Xiao Langjun, don't move!" Wang Yong picked up the round shield in front of him, and accelerated forward with a hard grip on the mount under his crotch, ignoring the rain of arrows and the war horse that was already foaming at the mouth. The light cavalry of the Tang Army behind also raised a round shield to protect the vital point, and followed closely with a whip. Occasionally, a few arrows hit the Tang cavalry, but they were only bounced away by Mingguang armor with a clang, only a few cavalry were more unlucky, their unprotected war horses were shot by arrows, and the pain of the war horses made a wail, so that these cavalry had to withdraw from the queue.

Ma Lan led dozens of cavalry to rush towards the man in black, who also sensed the danger in the rear and hurriedly rushed to the woods to the east, hoping to rely on the cover of the woods to avoid the pursuit of the Tang army.

The man in gray also heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind, and when the rain of arrows was almost gone, he got up and picked up the little lady, jumped up, and ran towards the woods to the west. Before Wang Fei could react, he found that there was no one in front of him. Only the Grayman's mount was still struggling in front of him, hissing in pain.

Wang Yong, who came quickly, didn't care about the whereabouts of the gray-clothed man, he put away the round shield, lightly lifted the reins with his right hand, lowered the speed of the horse, and then stretched out his left arm, swept up Wang Fei, who was still in a daze, put Wang Fei on the saddle, and then took out the round shield again to protect Wang Fei.

As soon as this dazzling series of movements was completed, the familiar sound of breaking the air sounded in the air again. "Damn! The first thing I am familiar with is the sound of arrows breaking through the air, I really envy those predecessors who have crossed into the Taiping world! The piercing sound of breaking the air woke Wang Fei up, he had no choice but to think about it, and then subconsciously shrank down again, his hand habitually stretched back, but he grabbed the air, and his heart was a little melancholy for no reason. The rain of arrows that broke through the air hit the armor and round shields of the Tang cavalry, clanging and clanging, making Wang Fei feel a bit like the bleak autumn rain, making people feel slightly lonely.

The second round of arrow rain had not yet fallen, and the rumbling of horses' hooves sounded ahead. "How can there be hundreds of cavalry here?" Wang Yong frowned, then quickly raised the horizontal knife and shouted: "Flat-end horse lance, wedge-shaped formation." ”

Although the Tang army had been chasing for a long time and was tired of horses, they still braved the rain of arrows and lined up to form a big triangle, and Wang Yong was the apex of the triangle, and a sense of slaughter began to permeate. Looking at the cavalry of the Tang Army that was quickly lined up in formation, Wang Fei jumped away from his careful thoughts and felt sincere admiration.

The Tang army has 10 people per fire, and there is a fire chief; Each team has 5 fires with a total of 50 people, and the team is positive; Each brigade has 2 teams with a total of 100 people, with a brigade commander; Each regiment has 2 brigades with a total of 200 people, with captains. Wang Yong led four teams of Beiting light horses, that is, more than 200 horses. Ma Ling led an Anxi scout team of more than 40 people. Except for the dozen or so Anxi scouts who followed Ma Lan, the Tang army in the queue totaled only more than 200 people, but after forming a wedge-shaped formation, it was murderous, as if it was a thousand troops, and the momentum was no less than the big scene that Wang Fei saw in the movie "The Lord of the Rings" in his previous life.

With the dense sound of horses' hooves ahead, the third round of arrow rain came unexpectedly. The Tang cavalry, which formed a wedge-shaped formation, under the leadership of Wang Yong, had begun to continuously increase the speed of their horses. After a long run, the war horses of the Tang army were a little tired, but they still had some strength to spare, and the amazing endurance of the Mongolian horses was undoubtedly reflected at this time. Tang Qi, who formed a charging array, held the middle end of the Zhangba horse lance with his right hand, the tip of the lance was slightly raised, and the left hand raised a round shield to protect the face door. The rain of arrows hit the round shield, leaving only a few shallow gray spots.

Wang Yong took the lead, holding the horizontal knife tightly. Wang Fei hid behind the round shield and couldn't help but look into the woods to the west, and vaguely seemed to hear a slight muffled snort and the little girl's scream.

"Could it be that the little lady is in trouble again?" Wang Fei poked his head to the west. "Xiao Langjun, don't poke your head out, be careful of the arrows." Wang Yong shouted softly, "You're about to collide with the enemy, you can't make any mistakes." Then Wang Yong waved his cold horizontal sword, "Brothers, charge!" ”

The sound of horses' hooves stirred up billowing smoke, and the two cavalrymen could already see each other's cold spear tips in the bright moonlight, and this unexpected encounter was beyond the plans of the warring parties, and the little butterflies of the traverser began to flap their wings gently, and the fate of many began to take a new direction. And now, the confrontation between the two small groups of cavalry is only a small prelude, and the curtain of history has not yet been fully opened.