Zhao Jizu was ordered to take charge of the cavalry guards with only 200 commanders, and 2,000 light infantry, which were camped by the Qingfeng army company in Tiaoxi, and took the road to rescue the Shao Rong Department who was besieged in Jiading. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The army marched no more than thirty miles, but it was made to shudder when it saw that the mountains were heavy, the mountains and forests were dense, and there were frightened birds hovering in the forest, and gusts of wind were blowing from the trees.

This place is so steep, it is a place to set up an ambush, Zhao Jizu has few soldiers, he does not know the truth and the truth, but he no longer dares to move rashly.

"Lord Chief, there are most of the ambushes here, so it's better to send scouts to find out the truth first!" Seeing the frightened bird hovering in the air, the Qianhu official couldn't help but persuade.

Such a dense mountain forest, even if there are tens of thousands of ambush soldiers can hide, Zhao Jizu is eager to save his friends, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to Tiger Mountain, he ordered: "Scouts set off, find out the road conditions!" ”

"No!" The centurion of the scouts received the order, and led a team of ten men, and rushed into the forest on horseback, like a pinch of fine sand, drowning in the vast sea.

The scout had not been out for a quarter of an hour, when there was a ghostly roar in the forest, and then there were several terrible neighing of war horses, the sound was very short, but in an instant, a gust of mountain wind blew through the forest, and the mountain forest returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Oops, the scouts must have met an ambush!

Zhao Jizu felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ordered: "Let go of Ming Di and tell the scouts to retreat!" ”

"Toot-"

A Ming Di was thrown out with a long sound that broke the sky, and the terrible sound of the Ming Di could be heard for several miles, and the Ming Di fell down with the sound of breaking the sky, and the forest was silent, and after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the forest.

Finished! I went to these eleven people, and I can't come back!

Scouts in ancient times, equivalent to the scouts of later generations, and also the most elite soldiers and horses in an army, eleven elite cavalry, entered the forest in battle formation, and they were actually lost in the forest like this, and there was not even a single messenger!

Zhao Jizu was annoyed in his heart, and the scouts sent out didn't even find out the situation in the forest, so he disappeared mysteriously. Could it be that the collective is lost in the woods? Still, they have all been murdered.

"Go to the two more teams and be sure to find out what is going on in the forest!" Zhao Jizu refused to give up and gave an order coldly.

Twenty scouts entered the forest, less than half a moment, there was a whistling in the forest, tightly, a war horse ran out of the forest, the rider on the horse, the back has three feather arrows, it is just a scout who has just been sent out, seeing that the rider's life is hanging by a thread, Zhao Jizu hurriedly ordered the army to move forward and swallow the wounded into the army.

The scout was already on his internal organs, and red blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and he said indistinctly: "Retreat quickly, there are heavy soldiers in the forest!" Before he finished speaking, his head was tilted to the side, and he lost his life.

Zhao Jizu couldn't help but be furious when he lost thirty elites before he saw the enemy.

He pulled out the waist knife with a "brush", and his eyes were red as bloody. There are ambushes, won't you save Shao Rong when you arrive? Shao Rong is his brother in life and death.

He waved his knife and said angrily: "Kill me in the past!" "Take the lead, and the Overseers march forward.

In order to rescue the injured scouts, Zhao Jizu's army formation had advanced to the edge of the woodland, and before Zhao Jizu's army could move, in the field, with a ghostly roar, dozens of black shadows flew from the shadows of the trees in the forest, like terrifying ghosts drilled out of ancient tombs.

Yang Tongguan's elite ambush forwards are the elites from the Feishan and Manshan Mountains, climbing mountains and trees, walking on flat ground, according to the help of vines in the forest, swinging coldly, like flying immortals, directly from the head of Zhao Jizu's forward, jumping straight into Zhao Jizu's military formation.

The dozens of jumping soldiers, not wearing armor, all dressed in black, barefoot, with short knives in their mouths, and their faces smeared with terrifying oil paint, looked very terrifying, shouting slogans in their mouths that they couldn't understand the dialect, just like a ghost roaring, suddenly appeared, which was really terrifying.

Zhao Jizu and his soldiers and horses were surprised, the jumping soldiers had already swung into the military formation, the jumping soldiers wielded quenched poison short knives, stabbed left and right, saw blood sealing their throats, and in an instant, dozens of red turban soldiers were assassinated and fell to the ground.

Before the battle, the military formation had been broken, Zhao Jizu Rao was brave, and he was already panicked, and after being shocked, he hurriedly called the guards behind him: "Order, retreat!" ”

However, the guards ignored him, and instead stabbed him with a dagger.

Zhao Jizu, who had been in battle for a long time, felt a cold light on his back, and did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly raised his knife to greet him.

A dagger quenched with poison, blooming with a fierce blue light, stabbed straight at the back of Zhao Jizu's waist knife, the iron collided, and sparks flew.

Zhao Jizu was suddenly attacked, not because the guards were against the water, but because of the flying mountain barbarians, I don't know when, they had already attacked and killed the guards behind Zhao Jizu, and they were brandishing short knives and attacking him.

Zhao Jizu is a fierce general who rushed out of thousands of troops and horses, reacted very quickly, backhanded a knife, cut the flying mountain man off the horse, and cut two knives tightly, clear the two enemies around him, Zhao Jizu did not dare to fight, turned the horse's head and shouted: "There is an ambush, retreat, retreat!" ”

But where is the time?

There was a tight sound of copper drums in the forest, followed by the sound of horses' hooves, and thousands of elite cavalrymen from the flying mountains shouted terrifying slogans, and they were going to kill them!

Zhao Jizu had just cleared out the jumping soldiers in the army formation, and the army had not yet fully recovered from the chaos.

With such a military formation, dealing with the impact of thousands of elite cavalry is like a flock of sheep sent to the wolf's mouth, only waiting to be killed.

The onslaught of the enemy cavalry must be stopped!

"The cavalry will attack with me and suppress them!"

Zhao Jizu couldn't help but have a headache, he knew that his troops were weak and he was not the enemy's opponent, since he had been defeated, he could only try to minimize his losses. In order to cover the retreat of his infantry, he could only use his weak cavalry to block the enemy's powerful onslaught.

Zhao Jizu's cavalry troops, only less than 200 scouts and general guards, 200 against 3,000, the enemy more than ten times his own, a saber of the Qingfeng army, to deal with more than a dozen sabers, the strength is thin.

Zhao Jizu charged, personally cut down more than ten enemy soldiers, blocked the cavalry's impact on the infantry, but the cavalry under his command also suffered heavy losses, Zhang Jian was helpless, all handsome, and fought and left, the guards around him, more than half of the casualties, less than 100 people, the cavalry of the flying mountains, Wu self-death chase, killed Zhao Jizu and his embarrassment.

Zhao Jizu retreated less than five miles, and had caught up with the infantry who had retreated before, if the cavalry continued to retreat and left the infantry behind, the infantry would be equivalent to being thrown to the Feishan barbarians chasing behind him, and the loss just now would be a loss in vain.

Zhao Jizu expected that he would be finished this time, and the distance from the camp of the Qingfeng Army was only more than 20 miles, as if it was farther than the distance of the Earth and the Moon.

"The cavalry come with me, turn over and fight!" Zhao Jizu gave an order, and the cavalry with less than 100 people turned over and fought. (To be continued.) )