Yang Quan shook his head, "Don't worry, I see that things haven't come to that point yet, I don't think it's as good as this, in our team, there are two groups of people, one group goes to provoke the Tartars, and the other group goes to attract the people in front of the ambush and lure the two of them together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hou Qi's eyes lit up, "This is a good way, since we can't escape, then we can't make them feel better!" ”

At the moment, everyone was divided into two groups, leaving Yang Quan and Hou Qi, and the two of them leaned these carriages together, drove the craftsmen on the carriages down, and then sprinkled a barrel of black powder on these carriages, Yang Quan also deliberately wrapped the reins and lass on the carriage together, it is estimated that when those people come over, looking at this messy reins, they will have a headache to death.

Hou Qi and Yang Quan found a place to the side, Hou Qi took off the bow on his back, and chose a rocket, and put it beside him, at this time several people rode fast horses and galloped, they whistled at the place where Yang Quan was, and then from the col in front, also galloped out a group of people and horses, the two met, and then quickly hid in the woods and barren mountains on both sides, and in a blink of an eye, there were only a few cars left on the road.

Sure enough, a moment later, a group of black-clothed people rushed over from the direction of Daming, just the posture of these people controlling horses, let Hou Qi snort lightly, Yang Quan is not able to see that the technical level of these people controlling horses, but it does not prevent Yang Quan from appreciating these people's fluent and chic posture.

When these people came to the car parked in the middle of the road, the Tartars on the mountain road finally rushed over, and those Tartars saw from a distance that some Han people were surrounding several carriages, and suddenly roared angrily, and they all pulled up their curved bows and shot at each other.

The leader of the Han people was a person who understood, and he instantly understood Yang Quan's intentions, and hurriedly shouted at the people around him, wanting to distance the team from the Tartars. But these Tartars, like dog skin plasters, as soon as they withdraw, those Tartars will follow closely and not give them the slightest chance to withdraw from the battlefield.

Several Han people were shot to the ground one after another, and the Han people also aroused their anger, picked up the bow and crossbow firearm in their hands, and shot at the Tartars. From time to time, young riders fell from the horse, and when there were fewer people, some people were able to get up and get back together, but as the two sides approached, the number of casualties slowly increased.

On the side of the Tartars, there were a few whistles, only to see those Tartars stop the impact, one by one outside the carriage, with bows and arrows, and a leader-like person shouted at the Han team opposite.

Yang Quan frowned, he didn't understand the muttering Mongolian language at all, Hou Qi on the side suddenly put the bow and arrow in his hand, and with a whoosh, the arrow disappeared into the night sky, and the leader of the Tartars, who was shouting something, fell to the ground with a thud.

"What did the Tartar say?" Yang Quan asked suspiciously.

Hou Qi spat a mouthful, but pulled Yang Quan to quickly retreat to the back. "How do I know what the hell they're called? Anyway, I knew that if they let the ghost scream, the two sides wouldn't fight. What we're going to do is make them messy."

The Tartars, who had suspended the attack, saw their leader fall to the ground, and immediately became angry, and shot the bow and arrow in his hand at the Han side, but fortunately the protection of the carriage, this dense rain of arrows, there were few injured among the Han people. However, Hou Qi, who had already retreated, did not intend to make the Han side feel better now, so he took advantage of the fact that the arrows of the Tartar began to become sparse, and he bent his bow again and shot an arrow.

Hou Qi, who was barely qualified in the eyes of the border army, somehow handed over the **** luck this time, and the arrow hit a person who was heavily protected among the Han people.

"Ah, kill" The Han people burst out with a roar, only to see the Han people and the angry Tartars rushed together, in the sound of the collision of ping-pong weapons, blood flowers flew up, and from time to time a fresh life fell in a pool of blood, screams, shouts of killing, echoed on this narrow mountain road. The tragic battle finally made everyone who had planned to watch from the side of the wall feel chills.

Yang Quan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Hou Qi, when will we go down?" ”

Hou Qi on the side looked at the battle in the distance in a daze, but shook his head and said, "What are we going to do down?" Just watch them fight honestly, now the people in this venue are a little mentally abnormal, don't affect our people. ”

Listening to Hou Qi's words, Yang Quan also nodded in agreement, on this mountain road, it is Shura Hell at the moment, and there is no one lying on the ground, I don't know how long it has been, anyway, Yang Quan feels that it seems that more than a year has passed, and the remaining people on both sides have become cloudy when they stop because of exhaustion.

Looking at the other party's clothes stained red by blood, the remaining few people, the survivors looked around again, stunned as if they had lost their souls, because at this moment, they suddenly found that the enemy they had fought all night did not seem to be the real person to deal with.

"How could it be you? How could it be you? The people on the Han side suddenly held their heads and roared.

At this moment, they finally realized that they had found the wrong person to fight. The dark night and Hou Qi added fuel to the fire on the side, and the two sides, who were originally allies, inexplicably fought together. More people are dying here inexplicably. And all this, it shouldn't be, it's not worth it.

"It's this time, everyone! Kill! Hou Qi stood up and shouted at the people around him. The crowd hidden behind the trees and rocks on the side of the road rushed out after Hou Qi.

Yang Quan looked at Hou Qi's appearance, and couldn't help but scold, "Hou Qi, you idiot, what are you rushing at this time, shoot them directly with arrows, don't let the brothers take risks!" Yang Quan couldn't help but be anxious, in addition to being able to fight last night and not die until now, another reason is probably that the battlefield survival rate is extremely high, and the professional skills are extremely strong.

But at this time, Hou Qi was running forward with a shout, where did he hear Yang Quan's voice, Yang Quan's heart was anxious, and he saw two soldiers jumping past him, grabbed them, and shouted in a deep voice, "You two leave me and shoot those people with arrows!" ”

Hou Qi had already rushed to those people at this time, but as soon as he got closer, Hou Qi's heart trembled, and he didn't notice anything, but when he got closer, he was close to the blood-soaked clothes from those people, the hair that was crusted into blood scabs, and the scarlet eyes, which made Hou Qi really feel a sense of fright, but fortunately, he was also a character who crawled out of the sea of blood in the knife mountain, drove away this feeling, raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed towards the two people! (To be continued.) )