Chapter 49: No Bitter Rain Next Year (3)
The ambush soldiers under Wang Mu were not suddenly launched until this time.
Before the cavalry behind him could react, a large wave of arrows had already rained down. The crude leather armor barely defended against the crossbow arrows of fine iron, and was easily pierced like papier-mΓ’chΓ©.
The man flipped on his back, accompanied by the neighing of the horses and the screams of the soldiers.
The next moment, in the dark shadows on both sides of the street, dense figures appeared.
The shields, as neat as the walls, almost blocked the entire body of the soldiers in the front row. Behind them, waves of arrows rained out incessantly, sprinkling towards the dense cavalry of the Chung Ling Army.
Finished......
"Brother! Let's go! β
Liu Xiu turned over, flashed two crossbow arrows, and roared loudly towards the courtyard.
However, Liu Xuan really doesn't have any chance to retreat now.
Even if he and Liu Ji fought against Han Zhuo, they were still completely suppressed. The sword, like a poisonous snake, always appears in the most unexpected position, at the most unexpected angle.
Even if Liu Xuan barely dodged, he also left four or five shallow scars on his body. However, Liu Ji, who was even more bulky and bloated, was even more seriously injured than Liu Ji. Especially the sword in the lower abdomen, which was stabbed almost through.
"You go first. I'll go later! β
Liu Zhuo shouted backwards loudly, barely blocking Han Zhuo's sword, but the whole person lost his balance and fell backwards. Liu Ji, who wanted to snatch over to protect Liu Zhuo, was snatched into Han Zhuo's arms, and then hit him with a knee and flew out heavily.
After flying Liu Ji, Han Zhuo snorted coldly, his body shrank back, and the long sword stabbed towards Han Zhuo's chest.
Liu Zhuo looked at the next sword that stabbed him, and Han Zhuo's cold face, as if the whole time had stood still.
"No...... Let's go together! How could I have left you behind! β
Seeing that Han Zhuo's next sword was about to pierce the brother who fell to the ground, Liu Xiu roared, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and rushed forward.
"Bastard, get me back!"
Liu Jiu saw his younger brother rushing towards him, and he was anxious. What his skills are, Liu Xuan naturally knows very well. If Han Zhuo wanted to kill him, all he needed was a sword.
However, the younger brother ignored his angry scolding at all, and still towards
"Okay, then...... Kill you first. β
Han Zhuo snorted coldly, the long sword had almost touched Liu Zhuo's chest, but he made a change of move halfway.
The long sword in Liu Xiu's hand stabbed out heavily, but even the opponent's sword shadow was knocked away without even seeing it.
And the next moment, Han Zhuo's long sword was already stabbing towards his throat like electricity.
Die......
Are you going to die?
I thought I could save my brother, but ...... But he is so incompetent?
Han Zhuo's long sword hadn't been stabbed yet, but the cold aura on the sword's body had already aroused goosebumps all over Liu Xiu's body.
However, Liu Xiu's frightened expression was fixed behind his brother's back.
With a muffled sound that penetrated the flesh, the long sword stopped in front of Liu Xiu's throat, with drops of blood, only half an inch away from piercing Liu Xiu's throat.
However, the long sword stopped.
Because of Liu Xiu, at the last moment, he stood in front of Liu Xiu. The sword passed through his right shoulder, and was clenched tightly in his hands.
The metacarpal bones rubbed against the blade of the sword, making a screeching sound. A little bead of sweat oozed from Liu Xuan's forehead, but there was no pain in his eyes, but he was full of anger and murderous intent.
The shoulder blades and metacarpal bones firmly locked the long sword in Han Zhuo's hand. The power that erupted in this moment actually made Han Zhuo unable to advance an inch for a while.
"Teacher, this is ...... You don't have to worry anymore. β
Wang Mu stood under the eaves with his hands in his hands, looking at the two Liu Xiu brothers who were about to die in the courtyard, with a satisfied smile on his face. Liu Ji fell to the ground and convulsed, Liu Ji was seriously injured by Han Zhuo's sword, and Liu Xiu's skills were even more insignificant.
The teacher's body has entered the last years of the wind and candle. However, he insisted on going to Wancheng in person and saw Liu Xiu's death with his own eyes.
If it weren't for Wang Mu's best persuasion and guarantee that he would definitely go back with Liu Xiu's head smoothly, I was afraid that Wang Mang would really have to support his sick body and go to Wancheng in person.
And Wang Mu's words are not empty words. In addition to Han Zhuo, he also brought the only strongest army in the entire world.
- Iron Battalion!
The name of this unit comes from the teacher, the concept comes from the teacher, and the recruitment and training are handled by Wang Mu.
This army is loyal to only one person - Wang Mu in the service and Wang Mang, the Son of Heaven.
That's right, it's one person. In their eyes, Wang Mu in the service is equal to Wang Mang, the Son of Heaven, and Wang Mang, the Son of Heaven, is also equal to Wang Mu in the service.
And more importantly, Wang Mu has calculated everything.
Since learning of Liu Xiu's news, Wang Mu began to investigate him. Soon, his background and his family have been found out.
Wang Mu knew that Liu Xiu's brother was Liu Xiu, and he also knew that Xiaoyuelou was his base camp, and he also knew that they were recruiting people and horses and training soldiers in Chungling, which was even more accurate, and the time of their incident was tonight.
The defenders at the south gate were transferred and let the Lingling army enter the city, while the Iron Blood Battalion raided Xiaoyue Tower.
And Wang Mu himself, with Han Zhuo, came to Taishou Mansion and killed Zhang Fang.
This kind of mediocrity and incompetence to accept bribes, let Liu Jiu be a big waste, and continue to let him live is meaningless.
The net has long been laid. Now, it's time to close the net.
Wang Mu had already heard the screams of the Lingling army on the streets under the raid of the Iron Blood Battalion.
Now, according to the plan, the remaining men and horses at the city gate should have been surrounded.
Wang Mu believes that this time, he will never miss again.
"Han Zhuo, take the head, but don't hurt your face. The teacher still needs to watch. β
Wang Mu commanded lightly. He knew that the next moment, the heads of those two people would be sent to him. Ten days later, he would take these two heads with him, so that the teacher would be completely reassured.
By that time, the teacher's illness ...... I guess it's going to be fine.
"Got it." Han Zhuo's voice was still flat and rigid, and the long sword in his hand was pulled back little by little.
Liu Xuan gritted his teeth, and his metacarpal bones were almost cut off under the friction of the blade. The sound of metal rubbing against bone makes anyone listen to it and their teeth ache. He had to clench his sword with all his might to confront Han Zhuo. He knew that once Han Zhuo drew his long sword, it would be his time of death, and it would also be the time of his brother's death.
However, no matter how hard Liu Jiu tried, the long sword was still leaving his body inch by inch.
"Let's go...... Ah Xiu...... Come on. Liu Xuan struggled to squeeze out his voice from between his teeth.
"I can't go, brother." Liu Xiu took a deep breath, but he was still standing behind his brother and didn't move half a step: "We're ...... If you are destined to die, then let's die here together. β
"Mixed ......" Liu Jiu only scolded half a sentence, but he couldn't scold anymore. He also heard the sound of crossbows firing behind him, and the screams of the cavalry under his command.
After three rounds of arrows, the cavalry barely recovered from the confusion, gathered in formation, and began to charge in one direction.
However, the new army at the front slammed their shields to the ground, put a long pole on the ground, and then pressed them against their shoulders. The huge shields, which were nearly human-high, were neatly aligned on the ground without any error, and between each two shields, there was a gap half a man's wide.
Not enough to cross the horse, not even enough for people to pass through, but enough for the soldiers in the back row to spill their crossbow arrows through the gap.
The short distance was simply not enough for the cavalry to accelerate enough to break through the shield wall. In particular, the shield wall was still placed on the ground, supported by long poles from behind. The sparse cavalry crashed into the shield wall, but it didn't break even a gap.
Ahead, a solid shield wall and a rain of crossbow arrows. The shield walls and crossbow bolts in the rear are also slowly approaching, and on either side, the walls of the streets.
No matter how much the surrounded cavalry struggled, or dismounted and advanced on foot, they could not open any gaps, and it was difficult to fly.
The annihilation of the whole army is a foregone conclusion.
As a blood arrow flew out, Han Zhuo's long sword was finally drawn from Liu Zhuo's shoulder.
"You're strong, but you're still going to die." Han Zhuo held the long sword and said coldly to Liu Zhuo: "Don't struggle anymore, it's too ugly." A person as strong as you should die more calmly. β
After speaking, Han Zhuo gently picked up the long knife that Liu Zhuo landed on the ground and put it in his hand: "Kill yourself." Don't let me down on my respect for you. β
"Dead ......? Dead here? Liu Zhuo stretched out his right hand and caught the long knife that Han Zhuo picked into the air, blood dripping down his hands like an infusion, and he looked at Han Zhuo in front of him.
The man in front of him was as strong as a monster. Even if he joins forces with Liu Ji, there is not the slightest hope of victory. Behind him, the chaos and screams of the soldiers under his command have also explained the outcome after being surrounded.