Chapter 5: My Lord, Please Wear Armor and Sword!

"Archer, put!" As Hao Jian gave an order, one of the archers standing on the far left of the archer queue roared and swung the short sword in his hand forward.

In an instant, nine eagle arrows that flashed with cold light rose into the air and shot towards the array of officers and soldiers who were rushing towards the mountain.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and at this time, the officers and soldiers at the front were already less than fifty paces away from Hao Jian's team, and because of the narrow mountain road terrain restrictions, the officers and soldiers were almost crowded together.

It stands to reason that such a dense formation should be avoided as much as possible, but first, due to the limitations of the terrain here, and secondly, the officers and soldiers have relaxed ideologically, and after defeating the main force of the bandits in Qianzhai, they feel that the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled are not to be feared at all, so it doesn't matter.

But they never imagined that what they thought was a game of cat and mouse would turn into a tragic fight.

Nine arrows fell into the dense ranks of officers and soldiers, and soon caused a series of screams, and seven or eight officers and men fell down with screams.

At such a close distance, the lethality of the bow and arrow is very considerable, and the middle arrow is basically a penetrating wound. Of course, this is also because the officers and soldiers are not wearing armor.

The officers and soldiers were caught off guard by a sudden rain of arrows, the people in front turned around and walked back in fear, and the people behind did not know so they continued to squeeze forward, and as a result, they were crowded again, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Put!" Of course, Hao Jian's system army would not let go of such a good fighter, and at the sound of an order, another round of arrows shot out, causing another number of casualties to the officers and soldiers.

As another round of screams rang out, the officers and men finally realized that they had encountered hard stubble, and they all began to turn around and run backwards in a hurry.

"The spearmen come forward to assault, and the archers continue to cover!" Seeing that the enemy was about to run, Hao Jian, who had already aroused the belligerent factor in his bones by the battle just now, shouted loudly.

"No!" The two captains shouted their orders, and then the spear team changed formation, and the four of them trotted in a row with spears in hand to chase the officers and soldiers below.

And the archers also began to shoot freely at this time under the command of the captain.

At this time, the archers of the officers and soldiers also reacted and began to fight back.

It's just that under the rain of arrows just now, several archers have been killed, and the remaining two don't pose much of a threat.

Before an arrow flew in front of Hao Jian, it was knocked away by an ironclad swordsman.

One of the archers was unlucky, he was shot through the thigh by an arrow from an officer, so he lost his combat effectiveness and temporarily withdrew from the queue.

Soon, the two remaining archers of the officers and soldiers were also taken care of, and were soon shot into a sieve by several arrows.

At this time, the officers and men were already completely out of the state of retreat, and they turned around and ran down wildly.

Hao Jian's spear team originally maintained a formation to pursue, but later saw that the formation was not at all, and began to chase after him.

Swooping down from above, the speed was really fast, and the forward spearmen quickly caught up with the officers and soldiers who were lagging behind, and without hesitation, the spears stabbed past.

Spike, stab, stab, stab!

Between the expansion and contraction of the spears, more than a dozen officers and soldiers had already screamed and died in Huangquan.

Coupled with the cold arrows of the archers behind them from time to time, these officers and soldiers couldn't afford to fight back at all, and now they just wanted to flee for their lives.

The spearmen chased more than 200 meters away, killed more than 20 officers and soldiers, and saw that they had reached a bend in a mountain road.

Hao Jian judged that these officers and soldiers were only part of the officers and soldiers who were attacking this time, and he had just used the system army to kill them by surprise.

However, if the pursuit continues, the enemy situation is unknown, and it is not clear how many men and horses the enemy will follow, so it would be too risky to chase it down.

After thinking about it, he quickly made a decision.

"Collect the troops!"

Without hesitation, an ironclad swordsman beside him grabbed a bone whistle hanging around his neck and blew a wave of short notes with a characteristic rhythm.

The spearmen who heard the whistle immediately stopped, and then the rear team turned into the front team and quickly retreated, methodically and without any hesitation.

Seeing that the team had withdrawn, Hao Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his nerves were temporarily relaxed, and looking at the corpses on the mountain road in front of him, Hao Jian felt a kind of fear and faint nausea at this time, as well as a strong sense of unreality.

A day ago, he was still a street writer who ran around every day with a big backpack and codeword fitness, but now he has become a decisive traveler with an army in his hand.

This kind of encounter always feels a little trance and unreal when I think about it.

So many people died in front of their eyes, the corpses that had begun to freeze, the blood that flowed out, all this was so real and yet so illusory.

What does this path mean for the rest of your life? Hao Jian was a little dazed for a moment.

He never wanted to dominate the world, he just wanted to be a happy and rich writer, make himself rich and healthy, and make his family happy.

But who would have thought that God would make such a big joke on himself.

The officers and soldiers retreated, and everything calmed down for the time being.

The surviving people in the small courtyard were quiet, some of the children were covered by adults, and everyone looked at Hao Jian with nervous and blank eyes.

It was a thin, weak-looking figure, and it looked like any strong man could knock him to the ground.

But such a person was able to miraculously build an army at the last critical moment to repel those innocent officers and soldiers, so that everyone's lives could be saved.

Some people have already recognized Hao Jian as the scholar who was arrested yesterday, but they don't dare to speak.

The corpses on the mountain road not far away are all the handiwork of this person.

Therefore, everyone consciously or unconsciously regarded Hao Jian as the person in charge at this time, he didn't speak, and no one dared to speak. He didn't move, and others didn't dare to move.

The woman in white looked at Hao Jian, who was silent in thought, with complicated eyes, although she had the heart to ask, but in the end she didn't move.

The little maid Xiaowen clutched her young lady's sleeve tightly, her little face was still pale, and there was more horror in her eyes when she looked at Hao Jian.

She thought of the sneering of Miss herself and Miss to others before, as well as the fact that Miss kicked people unconscious, will this guy retaliate afterwards if he has so many people now......

When everyone's thoughts were complicated, the iron-clad swordsman who blew the bone whistle just now and gave the signal to retreat bowed slightly and hugged his fists and said, "My lord, how to arrange it down, please instruct!" ”

Hao Jian came back to his senses when he heard this voice.

He shook his head hard, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that all this was not an illusion, he finally understood that his life path had embarked on an irreversible path of life and death.

Today's killing is just the beginning, and every step in the future will be accompanied by killing and blood, which is the fate of my life.

In this case, then come on, let all the storms come more violently, Hao Jian's heart suddenly ignited a raging fire, the flame burned his chest, burned his heart, burned all his blood.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes bloomed with a look that he had never seen before, that kind of look was breathtaking, and everyone who saw it could not help but be infected by him.

"Bring me my sword and armor, from now on, I will be your lord, leading you to fight a destiny and a world of our own with iron and blood!"

"No! Adults are mighty, swear to die! ”

After all the soldiers were silent for a while, they suddenly all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, the sound was like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, like thunder in a deep valley, shocking, but also stirring people's hearts and blood.

Hao Jian looked at these soldiers with fanatical and pious eyes shining with enthusiasm, and suddenly felt a burst of pride in his chest, and suddenly raised his hand to look at the sky, pointed his long knife upward, and howled.

"Your Excellency, please wear armor and sword!" Another ironclad swordsman came to Hao Jian with a set of silver iron armor and a long sword symbolizing honor and power, kneeling down on one knee and saying in a pious and fanatical tone.