Chapter 131: Xiong Zhen (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Everything happened so fast that Kong Yanzhou didn't expect that the enemy's cavalry would actually increase the speed of their horses to the maximum, and they would crash straight into each other, as if they had turned themselves into a sledgehammer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This is already quite unreasonable play.
In an instant, the cavalry around him was stabbed by the enemy's spears and fell off their horses. Even if he barely blocked it with his shield, he was knocked out of the saddle by the force.
Kong Yanzhou was born as a thief in his early years, and he was once arrested by the government and put on death row.
Just when the enemy's spear was about to stab him in the chest, the side of his body dodged away at the last moment, and the big gun in his hand instantly stabbed the enemy's lower abdomen, and Huo wanted to pick the enemy's body aside. But at this time, a huge impact hit, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the big gun was shocked out of his hand.
The enemy's war horses charged faster than he had imagined, and in the blink of an eye, the two war horses staggered.
At this moment, two more spears stabbed at him.
A good Kong Yanzhou slapped his hand, and actually pulled out his waist knife in the electric light and stone fire, and cut off one of the long robbers with one sword. However, a violent shock struck. The conditioned reflexes that had been formed over time caused his body to react instantly, and as soon as he rolled over, he jumped from the saddle to the ground.
"Click!"
I saw that a Sizhou army cavalry spear pierced the horse's neck, and it was broken into two without exception.
If it weren't for his quick movements, he was afraid that his entire body would have been stabbed by the spear tip that suddenly penetrated the horse's neck, and even if he didn't die, he wouldn't have the slightest power to fight back.
His hands tightened, he let out a long roar, and his feet rose a little hard the moment they landed. The white light in the waist knife dance broke through the heavy armor and cut the two cavalrymen in two.
When he landed again, he took another leap and jumped on the ownerless war horse.
This series of actions is said to be late, but it is fast, that is, it takes a breath to realize the extremely high martial arts of this Taihang Mountain bandit leader.
But these two knives also used up all the strength of his body, and after falling on the saddle, he only felt that his breath was short, and his heart was about to jump out of his mouth. And the waist knife in his hand was also full of gaps after breaking through the heavy armor on the enemy's body, bent like a curved ruler.
Kong Yanzhou threw away the waist knife, and took out the bones hanging on the side of the saddle, and Sizhou stepped on the white equipment, and felt a little at ease.
Looking around, my scalp suddenly went numb.
I saw that more than half of the more than 100 cavalry I had brought out had gone, and the ground was full of corpses with broken spears. The cavalry of the two armies were rushing and colliding with each other, but the enemy was wearing thick armor, and the big spear in his hand was about two zhang long, and he had been shot and killed when the weapons in the hands of the soldiers of the Kong family army were not enough to reach the enemy. And the enemy's spear will inexplicably break after hitting the target, and there is no danger of falling off the horse.
The weapons and equipment are lagging behind, and with one to five, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.
Soon, as soon as the front was loosened, the enemy's first team of charging cavalry successfully penetrated Kong Yanzhou's cavalry formation.
A hundred paces behind the first platoon, the enemy's second platoon of cavalry came one after another.
In the high-speed charge, all the cavalry guns were flattened at the same time with a "bang", flashing with a terrifying light, and roared towards Kong Yanzhou's army, which had become extremely loose.
The dull and long snail horn, this is Wang Shen's second charge, Kong Yanzhou doesn't think he can carry it, his mind is a mess: how did it become like this, the enemy is obviously a crossbow cavalry, how did it become a heavy armor? I have 30,000 horses, how did I become a hundred against five hundred at this time?
Without waiting for him to think about it, the black-pressed Tabai had completely submerged the dozens of people left under him, including Kong Xian, who was running at the front.
There was still a continuous "click" sound, flying sawdust, splashing human blood, the muffled sound of spear tips piercing armor, and the mournful screams of the soldiers...... This is already pure slaughter.
Can't lose, can't lose, Wang Shen, Wang Shen! Kong Yanzhou shouted loudly in his heart, staring at his triangular eyes and trying his best to look forward, trying to find Wang Shen in the frenzy of people and horses, only to find him, kill him, maybe there is a possibility of reversing the situation.
In a high-speed collision, the bones in his hand smashed over two enemies in one go, and he glanced around in the flying flesh and blood, and was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. But he saw that there was no one of his men left by his side, and there was still an endless stream of enemy horsemen and long cavalry spears in front of him.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of him. The man had an ordinary face, but his eyebrows were thick and dark, and his eyes were as bright as a steel knife that had been unsheathed. There was also a shallow scar on that brow.
He held a long-handled straight-edged knife, was covered in black iron armor, and wore a mink hat under a bright silver helmet. In the wind, the thick mink hair swayed slightly, who is it not Wang Shen?
"Wang Shen!" Kong Yanzhou roared with all his strength, not advancing but retreating, and pinching the horse's belly. The angry war horse soared into the air, like a huge battering ram crashing forward, and the bones in his hands were already dancing with a cloud of black light.
In front, Wang Shen didn't make any moves, but raised his head and smiled at him. The teeth are so white and neat, I really want to go down and knock them all out.
"Dang!"
In the yellow chaos, the sound of weapons intersecting was like muffled thunder, which shook Kong Yanzhou's heart.
With such a strong effort, Kong Yanzhou was shocked.
At the moment when he staggered past Wang Shen, he saw a pair of eyes that were as red as burning.
A huge figure didn't know when it appeared beside Wang Shen, like a high mountain and a mountain. He carried an iron whip in his hand and roared loudly, like a hungry bear who had just woken up from hibernation, and his body exuded a dangerous aura.
I don't know why, Kong Yanzhou's heart trembled, and he felt a sense of fear. As an old man on the battlefield, he has a keen intuition about victory and defeat, life and death, he knows that the giant man around Wang Shen is extremely strong in martial arts, if he really fights one-on-one, he is only afraid that he will be pulled off the horse in two or three rounds.
Fortunately, the two horses had separated, and he was afraid that he would not have a chance to face each other again in the battle of high-speed charge, which made him feel relieved and relieved.
There is no longer a heart for fighting, Kong Yanzhou is worthy of being an old bandit, and after defeating six or seven Sizhou troops, he finally got a gap and turned his horse's head and fled towards the main formation.
"Plop!" The war horse was stabbed to death with a spear, and Kong Yanzhou rolled on the ground several times like a gourd rolling on the ground, and was finally pulled back into battle by a few hands.
The regimental spearmen rushed in and enveloped him, the shield in front of him slowly closing.
"Ahh At this time, an exclamation came.
Kong Yanzhou jumped up and craned his neck to look ahead.
I saw that none of the cavalry I brought out came back, and they were all killed by the enemy, and the ownerless war horse subconsciously retreated like a tide with the Sizhou army.
But the giant man beside Wang Shen did not leave, and stopped his horse and stood out of the range of the archers.
On his long and thick arms was a prisoner of the Kong family army who was struggling hard, and his red eyes were full of madness: "Wait until you see clearly, this is the end of going against my general!" ā
In a loud echo, the giant man jerked the captive into the air, and his right hand pinched and twisted his neck.
What a crisp fracture sound.
The captive's throat was also torn by a claw, and the human blood squirted all over the giant's head and face.
Throwing away the corpse like a rice pocket, the giant man crossed his hands on his waist and rode his horse arrogantly and calmly retreated.
The drums of war stopped, and so did the endless noise of the battlefield.
There was silence, and there was the sound of vomiting and the gurgling of upper and lower teeth hitting each other.
The scar on Kong Yanzhou's face, which had been burned by the fire, twitched violently, and the soldiers were obviously frightened by the beastly villain in front of them.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and shouted: "Re-array, straight mother thief, wait for the next surnamed Wang to come again!" ā
The soldiers woke up like a dream, and tremblingly took up their weapons and re-formed their formation.
"General, general, major general, major general, he ......" It was Liu Fu who spoke.
"What's the matter, what are you making a fuss about?" Kong Yanzhou asked sharply.
Liu Fu had tears in his eyes: "The young general didn't come back, isn't it already ......?"
"Nonsense, if you don't come back, you'll be killed, you cry a fart, quickly straighten out the troops, otherwise Lao Tzu will cut you." Kong Yanzhou's eyes were red: "It's not a big deal for the little rabbit cub to die, Lao Tzu is now in three palaces and six courtyards, and there are many women around him." If you have a son, you can do two more women and continue to live. ā
"General, general!" Liu Fu's tears fell.
"Knock knock!" The drums of war came in a dull voice, followed by the sound of neat footsteps. The infantry of the Sizhou Army on the opposite side began to move, and was slowly but surely moving forward.
However, it took about 200 steps. It is estimated that the formation was a little loose, so they stopped and regrouped.
After half a day, they continued to advance two hundred steps to the beat of drums, and stopped again to form a team.
This repeated made the Confucius sergeant's heart suddenly rise, and suddenly fell heavily, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, under the banner of the commander of the Sizhou Army, Wang Shen looked curiously at Kong Xian, who was trembling beside him, and asked, "Are you really Major General Kong?" ā
"Back to the general's words, the last general is Kong Xian." Kong Xian's armor had been stripped naked, and his face was pale and his hands were arched.
"Military envoy, this kid is a white-faced scholar, he doesn't look like a general with troops, could it be a pretend? Cleanly chopped off. Hu Yantong looked at him with a cruel smile, his hands couldn't stop rubbing his armor, and he wiped human blood everywhere.
That's right, the giant man who repelled Kong Yanzhou with a steel whip just now and tore a captive alive is him, Hu Yantong, the only descendant of the founding military minister Hu Yan's family.
"Don't kill me......" shouted, probably feeling that his words were not convincing, Kong Xian's voice lowered: "Don't kill me, what's the use of killing me?" ā
Hu Yantong was stopped by him, yes, now it's not on the battlefield, killing the enemy's generals is not only a great achievement, but also can weaken the morale of the enemy. Now that this kid is a captive, and he looks quite cooperative, there is no point in killing him.
"Okay, spare him his life and treat him with courtesy." Wang Shen smiled slightly: "Kong Xian, whether you are true or not, you can have such good luck on the battlefield, and call my name on the edge of life and death, God naturally has a reason to let you live." Killing them is against the will of heaven. ā