Chapter 292: Arrow
"Taishi, as long as you give an order, Zhang Ji and I will go and kill that kid. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lu Bu shouted in a low voice.
Dong Zhuo shook his head, "Xiao Maha and Zu Di, the force is equal to you, you can't kill him, you will only damage Gu's reputation in vain." ”
As soon as the words turned, the corners of Dong Zhuo's mouth flashed a mysterious sneer, "Don't worry, naturally someone will kill him for us." ”
After that, Dong Zhuo turned around and returned to the main formation.
Lu Bu and Zhang Ji, the two generals, glared at the young man's back with hatred, and had to follow Dong Zhuo with hatred.
Zhang Yuan returned to his own position, did not stay, and immediately took 700 soldiers and horses, all the way along Jishui to retreat to the camp.
Fang Xing didn't go more than three miles, and among the reeds on the side of the road, there was a sudden sound of killing, and nearly a thousand crossbowmen, like ghosts, suddenly burst out of the reeds.
In the flow of cold light, more than a thousand sharp arrows, like the eyes of the god of death, aimed at Zhang Yuan and the others.
Among the crossbowmen, Song Qian's horizontal sword stood proudly, a smug sneer burned on his bare face, and the war knife pointed at Zhang Yuan and laughed wildly; "Thief Zhang, Song has been waiting for you for a long time, and today is the time for me to take revenge."
Ambush!
Among the reeds on the north bank of Jishui, hundreds of enemy troops appeared without warning, all armed with strong bows and crossbows.
"The scout obviously reported that there was no enemy situation within a radius of more than ten miles, why did so many enemy soldiers suddenly appear between the river beaches at this time?"
Zhang Yuan was taken aback in his heart, and hurriedly swept towards the river, and soon found that there seemed to be more than ten fishing boats hidden in the reeds.
Zhang Yuandao's eyebrows froze, and he suddenly realized.
Previously, although he guarded against Dong Zhuo's fraud, he sent a large number of scouts to reconnoiter the movements within a radius of dozens of miles to ensure that Dong Zhuo did not ambush the soldiers.
But he didn't expect that the hundreds of crossbowmen under Song Qian's command were pretending to be fishermen and scattered on Jishui, so they did not arouse the suspicion of the scouts in advance.
When Zhang Yuan met with Dong Zhuo, these fishing boats quietly gathered on the riverbank, and the crossbowmen hid on the way back to him, using the reeds as cover, and when he passed, they suddenly attacked.
"It's cloudy enough, it's waiting for me here, let's go, speed up and rush over!" As soon as Zhang Yuan saw the ambush appear, he shouted loudly, and the horse accelerated and galloped.
Zu Di and the other 700 soldiers of the Guardian Army also rushed wildly, trying to speed through the enemy's ambush circle.
"Crossbowman, give me arrows, aim at that thief, shoot him to death, Master Li will be rewarded-" Almost at the same time, Song Qian on the reeds waved his spear and gave the order to kill with a sneer.
Whoosh!
A rain of arrows like flying locusts rose into the air, and the overwhelming roar shot into.
The incident happened suddenly, even if Zhang Yuan reacted quickly, how could he be faster than the speed of the arrow, and before he could run a few steps, the sharp arrows in the sky had already shot wildly.
At this point, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to lie on the horse's back as much as possible, galloping on the horse while desperately pulling the knife in his hand to resist the incoming arrows.
Xiao Maha Zudi, as well as a group of pro-soldiers, followed closely behind, while dancing weapons to protect themselves, and when they were separated, they also had to block the rain of arrows for Zhang Yuan.
Zu Di and Xiao Maha both have a force value of more than 90, which is the best in the world, with their quick reactions, it is naturally difficult for random arrows to break through their defenses and hurt them.
It's just that Song Qian has a clear goal, and most of the sharp arrows are aimed at Zhang Yuan's head and face.
Pieces of arrows were left behind by the war horse, blocked by Zhang Yuan himself, by Xiao Maha and Zu Di, but there were still several sharp arrows that penetrated the defense and shot at Zhang Yuan.
Poof!
Two arrows in succession hit Zhang Yuan's shoulder and leg.
Although the two sharp arrows were shot, they failed to hurt the vital point, and Zhang Yuan could only endure the pain and continue to gallop on his horse.
After a few rounds of arrows from the enemy, Zhang Yuan and his soldiers were about to rush out of the range of the bow and crossbow.
At this time, Song Qian couldn't sit still, so he personally grabbed a hard bow, bent the bow and arrows, and aimed at Zhang Yuan's heart.
"Thief Zhang, new hatred and old hatred, let's use this arrow to end the knot!"
Song Qian's eyes widened, he roared, his fingers loosened, and the sharp arrow broke through the air and went straight to Zhang Yuan.
An arrow hid among the arrows, avoided Zhang Yuan's arrow, and an arrow hit Zhang Yuan's heart.
"Ahh
"Lord!" Zu Di was startled, and hurriedly turned his horse to gallop closer and held Zhang Yuan up.
Xiao Maha also turned his horse closer, and saw that Zhang Yuan had been hit by an arrow in the back, and the blood had soaked out, his frightened expression changed, and he exclaimed: "Lord, you have been hit by an arrow in your vest!" ”
"I can't die yet, don't talk nonsense yet, let's talk about it when I go back to the camp......" Zhang Yuan's face was pale, his voice was trembling, but he still forcibly endured the severe pain and continued to turn the horse away.
The vest was hit by an arrow, Zhang Yuan was still able to support it, Xiao Maha and the others were all impressed by Zhang Yuan's will, and they were anxious to protect Zhang Yuan to continue to retreat.
"Zhang Yuan, if you hit my arrow, even if you don't have to do it on the spot, you will definitely be seriously injured, and I can live for a few days." , Song Qian's red face was full of vengeful sneers, he threw the bow, and subconsciously remembered to brush his beard again.
What he touched with his hand was empty, and he remembered that his beard had already been destroyed by Zhang Yuan.
In the past, when he thought of this painful experience, Song Qian must have hated it to the root of his teeth, but today he didn't, but sneered again.
Zhang Yuan, who was galloping wildly on horseback, had a trace of anger in his bloodshot eyes.
Not because of the wounds on the body, but because of the ambush.
"Invite Lao Tzu to come to meet, but set up an ambush on the way back to Lao Tzu, I don't want to damage my reputation, and I want to murder me, it's really both ** and want to set up an archway, hum, this arrow, Lao Tzu I won't suffer in vain......"
Zhang Yuan turned his head and swept towards Song Qian, and with a smug expression, his eyes rolled a few times, and he had an idea, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised a mysterious sneer.
Then, with an aa, he screamed "ah", and his body shook violently, and he almost fell off his horse.
"My lord." Zu Di and other soldiers were even more panicked.
And Song Qian, who was far away, saw Zhang Yuan's tragic situation, but he smiled even more proudly.
Zhang Yuan galloped all the way under the escort of a group of people and horses, and finally withdrew to the camp a few miles away.
In the big camp, the strategists and generals who were waiting in the camp were all shocked when they heard that Zhang Yuan was injured, and they rushed to the big tent one after another.
Zhang Yuan, who was carried to the bed, looked sick, and gave an order weakly, and the soldiers retreated, leaving only a few cronies of Li Dingguo, and his wife Fan Lihua.
"Husband, your injury ......" Fan Lihua was distressed and had tears in her eyes, and seeing that Zhang Yuan was also hit by an arrow wound on her back, she was so panicked that she lost her sense of proportion.