Chapter 0150: The Evil of the Iron Rider
A large number of cavalry poured in, quickly separated, and went straight to the village, the desert environment was harsh, the materials were seriously insufficient, the food, cloth, women, and wine of the Han people were all good things, and the only way was to rob them, not only for the Han people, but also between the tribes for many years to continue this habit, the weak eat the strong, only strong enough to survive, the harsh environment, the survival crisis, the same formation of a murderous and murderous personality.
Two fast horses galloped forward, and there was a faint sound of horses' hooves behind them, and one of them looked back, "It's broken." ”
"What should I do?"
"Let's see if we can distract these people."
"Okay."
The two deliberately slowed down, the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and a group of black cavalry behind them approached, with a strange shout in their mouths, it should be urging the war horse, at such a distance, the two people in front couldn't hide at all, and the other party suddenly slowed down, which was obviously a provocation to the cavalry behind them, and this way was the most likely to cause the other party's anger.
"Let's go."
The two turned their horses' heads and ran straight in the other direction, with horses under their crotches, and there was not much difference in speed between the two sides, even if the cavalry chased after them, they also had the possibility of escaping, and from time to time they turned back and waved the reins in their hands, hoping to lure the cavalry away in this way.
"Don't worry about those two people, go to the village, whoever robs it is whoever."
A burst of cheers came from behind, and more than a dozen people in front of them exerted their right hands, the war horses changed direction in an instant, and the cavalry abandoned the two and ran straight to the location of the village.
The sound of horses' hooves went away, and the two of them reined in their horses, watching the horses leave behind a burst of smoke and dust, "How can this be!" ”
"It must be Sun He who sold the defense of the villages and towns here to the Yuan people, traitors, and it is not a pity to die."
"Do you just watch the villagers suffer!"
"Are you afraid of death?"
"Don't be afraid, the general is dead, the brothers are dead, the head has a scar the size of a bowl, and eighteen years later, he will be a good man again."
"Okay, let's go."
The cavalry approached the village for a moment, and the quiet village panicked instantly, no one thought that these black devils could break through the barrier, and the crimes committed by the fierce Yuan people against the Han people in the past are vividly remembered, and I don't think of the Ming Dynasty, this kind of tragedy is staged again.
At that moment, there are only two ways, escape or hide, especially if there is a woman in the family, a heart suddenly hangs, quickly move the cabinet, and a deep pit is exposed underneath, living in the borderland, always facing danger, and have been prepared, "Quick." ”
The woman jumped in quickly, "No matter what happens, you must not come out." ”
The woman nodded vigorously and grabbed the man's arm, "It can't be okay." ”
"No, it won't." After saying that, the cabinet slowly moved back, and at the moment of turning around, the door was kicked open, and four soldiers with scimitars rushed in, flew up and kicked over the bamboo basket on the ground, and there were mostly some unused things in it, which were scattered all over the ground with this moment.
"Hand over all the good things, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
"Hey."
The man hurriedly stepped forward and opened the rice bowl on the side, there was still more than half a bowl of rice in it, "That's all?" ”
"That's all."
"Fuck off." One person flew up and kicked it, and the villagers screamed and rolled a few heels and fell to the ground, simply lying there motionless, seeing that the four people kept cutting off the cabinets and bags with their scimitars, there was really nothing to take, so they took the bags and filled them with food and turned around and walked out.
The man let out a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the door, closed his arms, rattled the door, picked up the wooden bolt that fell on the side and quickly inserted it, and the whole person leaned there, whether this nightmare was over, he could only pray to God.
Poof, the tip of the thin knife pierced through the waist, the man's eyes widened, the corner of his mouth spat out a mouthful of blood, the tip of the knife disappeared, and the cavalry standing outside the door laughed, killing people, especially the Han people, the habit passed down from the Yuan period has been deep-rooted, the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Song Dynasty, and divided the people into four classes, and the last class is the Han people, and the status is even lower than the horses and sheep raised by the Yuan people.
"Let go of her and fight with you."
A woman cried and was dragged out of the house, half of her shoulders exposed, don't look ordinary, plump, don't want to become a nightmare instead, two soldiers are holding scimitars, their mouths are constantly scolding, one of them suddenly rushed out, I don't know where the strength came from, I picked up the farm tools used to work on the side, and smashed them straight to the top of the head.
Bang, the man was unprepared, full of thoughts about how to be happy with this woman, I don't want to be directly flowered by someone's head, this time the strength is not small, don't look at the martial arts, work all year round, good strength, plus grief and indignation, at that moment with all his strength, half of his head is blurred with flesh and blood.
"Look for death."
The other person saw that his companion was hit by the other party and fell to the ground, and saw that he was not alive, and the scimitar in his hand went straight to the neck of the man, and the man looked at the bloody farm tools and was stunned, and he didn't dare to think of such a thing as killing.
The woman's scream sounded, the scimitar was already close, and the whole person fell backwards, dodging the fatal blow, the tip of the knife swept into the chest, and the blood instantly stained the clothes red.
The scream sounded, and the mouth of the person holding the scimitar came out, and the woman was twisted and bit the opponent's arm fiercely, and this time with all her strength, a piece of meat was directly bitten off.
"Mean woman." With a turn of her right hand, the scimitar hit, the woman's eyes widened, and her hands clung to it, and it was the last thing she could do to buy time for the man to escape with her life.
"Ah Hong."
The seriously injured man suddenly rushed out, and the guy in his hand smashed at the other party indiscriminately, the top of his head, shoulders, eyes, and neck, with all the hatred, and with one last swing, the three figures fell down at the same time.
Death completely angered the Yuan people, such a way of death is undoubtedly a shame, and it is also impossible to get the favor of the god of the grassland, the scimitars are swung together, and the quiet village becomes hell at this time, and those who try to escape are quickly caught up by the opponent's war horse, the body is down, and the scimitar directly slashes the back.
"We're late."
The two fast horses approached, and just in time to see the Yuan cavalry wielding scimitars to slaughter the people, the spears in their hands were raised, and they galloped forward with the sound of horses' hooves.
The sound of approaching horses' hooves attracted the attention of the other party, and the person at the head snorted coldly, "The Han people are really interesting, they just like heroes, and since they want to die, they simply fulfill them." ”
Two war horses rushed out, this one-on-one battle mode is also liked by the Yuan people, that is the best way to prove themselves, this way is the most common in the tribe, only the bravest people can become the leader, respected by all the clansmen, once there is a stronger appearance, the position of the leader must be given to others.
The war horse approached, the spear hit the scimitar, and the two horses staggered directly, and then looked at the two of them, twisted their waists, and their hands suddenly back, using a move similar to the horse pistol, of course, it could not be compared with the Yang family's marksmanship back then, with the arm back, the spear turned and stabbed the two vests.
"There are two hits, kill."
A few people rushed out of the side again, seeing the other party's ability, one-on-one could not win, simply adopted a more practical way of playing, three cavalry armed with a scimitar attacked one person at the same time, the person held a spear to block a person homeopathic pressure, just about to change the move, the second person scimitar has approached, but had to loosen the arm, the spear picked up.
With a snap, there was suddenly an extra rope between the wrists of the spear, which is also the way of play that the Yuan people make good of, they live by grazing on weekdays, not only the riding skills are amazing, but the people can use the rope on the horse to accurately set the war horse, the spear in the opponent's hand is powerful, and the rope is simply played, and the sleeve is pulled at the same time.
The right hand was pulled by the rope, and the flexibility of using the spear with one hand was affected, the two approached back and forth, the scimitar was raised at the same time, the man gritted his teeth, and simply fought, at this moment he had already put life and death out of the way, killing one did not pay, killing two earned.
The spear was a little back, this move was extremely ingenious, just avoiding the opponent's scimitar, almost touching the lower edge of the opponent's scimitar, the body was down, the big gun hit the man's throat from the bottom up, and the war horse ran out with the corpse, and fell from the horse's back with a few shakes.
With a muffled snort, killing one person at the same time, the person behind him had already approached, and the scimitar was covered with blood, and with it flew up with the arm of the spear clenched.
"Kill."
With a roar, the left arm was cut off, and the right arm was tied with a rope, still without fear, it is undeniable that the Ming Dynasty can win the world not only in winning the hearts of the people, but also to build an army that can dominate the world.
Just as the two war horses approached at the same time, the man jumped up instantly, the remaining half of the arm of his left hand shook violently, and the blood stains hit the opponent's door directly, the man habitually closed his eyes, and at the same time a figure jumped up, and his right hand was raised around the opponent's body, and in an instant the two figures fell from the horse.