Volume 9 Saving the Sky Chapter 772 [Slash Again]

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of thieves, but now on the heads of Li Di, Zheng Wangzhi and others, of course they are afraid of Huang Jie's concerns. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Huang Jie, a person who said that the cultural family was the head of the county test case when he was young and teenagers, and he wrote well and drew good words, and he gained a great reputation in Tokyo in his early twenties.

Speaking of martial arts, just now they also beheaded the five generals of the Jin State in front of Tokyo City, and they were still unscathed, and tens of thousands of people in the city can testify to it, which can be called an unborn fierce general.

It's even strange that he is a famous Taoist master who has learned the Absolute Xuan Thunder Method, and he can split people's heads and necks with a palm thunder, and he can even kidnap the princess of the Jin Kingdom and run home from the hinterland of Liaodong thousands of miles away, who can compare?

Such a cow man, who wants to be remembered by him now, naturally from now on, he will not be able to sleep well, he will not be able to sleep at night, and he is only afraid that it will be difficult to be at peace for a moment in this life.

I also looked at Li Di and Zheng Wangzhi's bodies trembling, trembling all over, sweating profusely, and looking at Zhao Heng with a stiff face. But Zhao Heng just looked at the front of the city with his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, only He Li, who was close to him, vaguely seemed to hear Zhao Heng's mouth opening and closing slightly, as if he was muttering something: "Wang Huang! Wang Huang! You've hurt me so badly! ”

Don't say how Wang Hao hurt Zhao Heng, just listen to the city and the city suddenly roared at this time, everyone hurriedly looked at the city, and saw that the two horsemen who were originally fighting in front of the city were heading south, one after the other, but seeing that the knight running behind was wearing a big red cloak, thinking that it should be Huang Jie's people and horses, he saw that he didn't know what was dancing in his hand, and between the ups and downs, he saw that the golden man running in front of him was shocked and also fell off the horse, and then the knight ran forward and pulled out a short knife and cut off the head of the golden man and turned back. The Song army above and below the city also cheered, and the call of "Great Song Wansheng" was endless!

The Wenchen who followed Zhao Heng were all overused and dizzy, even Li Gang and Zong Ze couldn't see it clearly, but there were people around Zong Ze, and after he listened to the details whispered to him by a small colonel with a strong bow and heavy arrows on his back, he also explained in everyone's expectation: "After fighting back and forth with the Jin people for seven or eight rounds, the Jin people were invincible, and the weapons were taken off, so they also beat their horses and wanted to escape, but they were hit in the back of the head by the people who went out of the battle with flying locusts and killed on the spot. ”

When everyone heard it, they all had a grim look on their faces, without the happy appearance of the Song soldiers. The reason why they have such an expression is that they all thought of it, this is just Huang Jie's one enemy and five, and it is already fierce enough to kill the enemy generals one after another, and now Huang Jie's soldiers are also so powerful, and they can also kill the generals in front of the battle, how can this be good?

Of course, these people naturally don't know that Huang Dalong, who played this time, was Huang Jie who had stayed by his side for almost ten years, and he was a killer who Huang Jie had carefully cultivated since he was a child, but the Jin Army was not a general, the disparity in strength between the two sides was already large, and Huang Dalong also played a weak chicken sensibly for a while, which made this heads-up so ornamental.

Moreover, in the midst of everyone's worries and cheers, Huang Dalong used his war spear to pick up the beheaded head and won the victory, not to mention it, but also deliberately picked up the head and ran twice along the moat on the edge of the trestle to show it, which immediately made the defenders at the head of the city see it one by one, and cheered even more.

Afterwards, Huang Dalong also came to Huang Jie and saluted: "Young master, Dalong is back to life!" ”

Huang Jie laughed and said, "Okay! The skill of killing the enemy can also be regarded as a third-class military merit, but if you perform well, it will add up to your third-class military merits! ”

Huang Dalong laughed when he heard this, and then he also bowed: "Thank you, young master!" ”

After he got up and returned to the building, he also saw Huang Runniang and Huang Shi, who were in the second battle, come to Huang Jie, and then heard Huang Runniang ask: "Young master, but if you act well, you will also count your military merits?" ”

Huang Jie naturally nodded and said, "Not bad!" Among all the people, only your gallbladder arch technique is the best, you just have to play it with your heart! ”

Huang Runniang grinned, and then agreed, and then saw that she reached out and took off the eagle wing pocket on her head, and after untying the hair braided into a ponytail, she took a flower crown used by a lady and tied her hair into a cupola button, and then she also showed her identity, so that Song Jun in the city and under the city could see clearly that she was a woman.

Then he saw her take out the folded bow from the bow bag on her back and shake it away, so she also beat her horse and yellow stone and went straight to the middle of the formation. After arriving in the array, he was also in the astonishment of the whole Jin army, galloped to the front of the Jin army, raised his bow and came to point out!

The Jin people were stunned, and soon saw the soldiers with horns and bows on their backs roaring one by one, and many people even took the bows on their backs to pose and make all kinds of unsightly provocative postures.

But soon, I heard the sudden sound of a call sign in the Jin army's array, and soon it converged into one voice, which was the word "Jebe" in the Khitan language, which means "arrow". Soon with the call sign, a black-like man wrapped in half a piece of animal skin, revealing his pitch-black right shoulder, rode out of the column amid the call, but saw that he was carrying an extra-long big bow in his hand, and from a distance he could only see that the bow arm of the big bow was pitch black, and it was six or seven feet long.

Soon, Huang Runniang also recognized the person who played the battle, and then also hit the horse back to the midfield, and the black strong man who made the bow also drove the horse around in front of the Jin army formation, and then ran out of the formation, but saw that he had no weapons on his body, but carried a large bundle of quivers, and soon the two of them slowly came to the formation, and after seeing the black strong man raise his hand, he also untied the quiver on the saddle and the back and handed it to the person who came with the arrow, and then the man also inserted the quiver on the ground in the formation separately, This is the rule of the Khitan people when they test their bows.

Huang Runniang's slingshot technique was learned from the old man of the Sun family, so she naturally understood such rules, so she also untied a pot of heavy arrows and a pot of light arrows on her body, and also raised her bow to signal.

At this time, Huang Jie also saw from a distance that the envoy sent by the Jin army wore an eyepatch on his face to cover his left eye, and he was actually a one-eyed dragon, and he didn't have hair, but just combed his long hair in a ponytail and scattered it behind his head, and couldn't help but suspect that this person was not a Jurchen or Khitan, but most likely a Han from Liaodong.

Thinking of this, Huang Jie hurriedly snapped his fingers, and Huang Dalong, who had returned to the team, immediately understood what he meant, so he went to prepare and immediately brought a tambourine that was two feet wide and half a foot high. I also saw that Huang Jie took a few wooden bones from the sac of the saddle, and inserted them into the saddle to form a bracket, and after setting up the tambourine, he also knocked it up. (To be continued.) )