Chapter 7: The Fierce Fight

More than a dozen ash guns suddenly stabbed the horse's belly directly above the head, and the next thing was to put their arms together and lunge back!

The war horse was in pain, was picked to the back, and shed Bobo blood! Even if the selected horses are all powerful soldiers, but even so, the gun is still bent to a thrilling degree, eight or nine out of ten soldiers are picked up to half of the strength, out of force on the ground, some even heard the stiffness of the fracture, fortunately, under the inertia, the horse finally flew down and slid out of the old long distance!

In this way, at least seven or eight people have lost their combat effectiveness......

Luo Yanqing was also because of his lack of strength, and his strength converged in one place, and he suddenly fell to the sky, and the horse's blood was sprinkled on his face, which was extremely shocking, at this time, the gun acted as a lever, and Luo Yanqing himself was also pulled into the air by a huge force, turned around in the air, and finally smashed heavily on the ground!

As soon as Yan Shichen sat down on the ground, he was also exhausted, but when he saw Luo Yanqing's momentum, he immediately shouted: "Brother Luo!" ”

At the moment, he took three steps and made two steps, stretched out his hand and desperately pulled Luo Yanqing who was lying on the ground: "Brother, brother!" How are you? ”

Luo Yanqing only felt that the blood in his chest was turning, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine......"

At this moment, under Luo Yanqing's body, Yang Ling's grief and indignation voice came: "Lao Tzu has something to do......

When Luo Yanqing fell, Yang Ling wanted to pick it up, but the result was that Luo Yanqing directly pressed Yang Ling to the ground, almost holding his breath, Yan Shichen and Luo Yanqing only noticed Yang Ling who rolled his eyes at this time.

But fortunately, under Yang Ling's command, he finally passed the most difficult level, Yang Ling got up, and gasped heavily, "Help the wounded to the back, and the rest on top, I can't say that the Liao people will attack immediately." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard Yelu Jinbo order in a loud voice: "Raise the fire!" ”

The Liao people were the most elite existence in the empire, and in this era, they were already able to skillfully use fire-igniting things such as yellow phosphorus, and they had to rely on this to transmit signals when fighting at night.

So at the sound of the order, a dozen torches were lit at that time, and then thrown directly into the low wall.

"Fight the fire!" Luo Yanqing shouted loudly, and then the spear in his hand flew the flying torches!

And Yelu Jinbo outside has already raised the banner of the order: "Take down the Song dog inside!" ”

With a bang, the Liao people who had been standing for a long time finally approached the low wall, with a sharp edge, and a spear almost poked into the face and shouted in unison: "Lost the blade!" Come out and kneel! ”

At this time, the fire in the inner room has already spread, if you stay here, you will be roasted to death, Luo Yanqing shouted in a low voice: "Lost!" The big guy glanced at each other, slowly threw his weapons to the ground, jumped out of the wall one by one, and was about to kneel.

Seeing the Song people come out one by one with their bare hands, without weapons, these remote guards finally breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and their tense nerves were immediately relaxed, these Song dogs are really tricky, if it weren't for Lord Yelu's wisdom and bravery, I wouldn't have to fight hard today.

At this moment, more than ten people knelt down, and their bodies suddenly became half shorter, at this time, a spear flew out of the low wall, and the Liao people were far away from it, and they didn't expect that there were still people in the low wall.

The Liao people don't know the truth inside, this is Yang Ling's biggest advantage, at this moment, a spear was thrown, roaring out, and immediately three or five people were pierced in the heart, and the body was taken out of the distance.

At this time, Luo Yanqing also suddenly raised his head suddenly, and shouted: "Shoulder to shoulder!" ”

After that, he picked up the spear on the ground and swept it out directly, Yan Shichen was strong, and his strength was the largest among the people, and he rushed directly into the pile of people in the distance, and the two armpits immediately caught several spears!

Those Liao people were far away, but they didn't expect that the Song people who were still tied up and captured, suddenly seemed to be a desperate beast king at this moment, fierce, and their eyes never blinked, under the shock, the Liao soldiers subconsciously retreated outside, and Yan Shichen and Luo Yanqing rushed out as if they didn't want to die, and the circle that was forced to be tight just now was knocked away.

At this time, Yang Ling finally jumped out from the low wall, his face was already blackened, and the sword at his waist came out, "Brothers, rush with me!" ”

At this time, seven or eight heads also poked out of the low wall, and with their blades in hand, without saying much, they rushed downward.

Yan Shichen and Luo Yanqing's fighting skills are not weak, they used to be businessmen, they didn't have a few tricks in their hands, and they didn't dare to walk the three rivers and five lakes at all, but Yang Ling, who used to be a weak college student, even if the bones and bodies were changed after crossing, in the final analysis, there was less experience, ** was okay, and it was absolutely impossible to fight.

However, everyone didn't plan to let him fight, just tightly covered it in the middle, Yan Shichen in the outermost room had a spear in one hand, flying up and down, and it was difficult for idlers to get close, he was really bullied in, just hit it with his thick body, and the Liao people were far away from it and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Seeing this, they no longer fought hard, and drew their knives one after another, fighting and fighting to such a point, it was already a short-handed battle, and it was time for the white knife to enter and the red knife to come out, so simply grit your teeth!

Although they have never underestimated the enemy too much, it can be seen from Yelu Jinbo's haste that they have already attached importance to this group of Song soldiers, but they are still taken advantage of by the other party.

Luo Yanqing's marksmanship is not to be said, a Hebei big gun made it superb, and the spear was knocked on a remote helmet with a bullet of the spear with both arms, and then swept over, and two or three Liao people who were drawing their swords flew out without snorting.

At this time, less than three zhang in radius, it became a meat grinder, and corpses kept falling, and the hot blood shot out, splashing directly on the somewhat dirty face of Yang Ling, who was surrounded in the middle, the war was really so cruel......

"Let go of Lao Tzu! You gang of thieves and birds, brothers are all fighting, protecting something! Yang Ling only felt that his blood was gushing all over his body at the moment, so he pushed them away and tore his voice open: "I'm afraid of a ball, I'm going to die, our brothers will die in one place!" After saying that, he just slammed straight out, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed fiercely at a remote block.

The heavy armor was suddenly split open, and the strength was old, and the heavy sword went directly into the shoulders of the Liao soldiers, but they couldn't pull it out, and the Liao people were also bloody, and they screamed in pain, and the iron shovel in the other hand smashed straight down Yang Ling's head.

Seeing this, Luo Yanqing suddenly stabbed the tip of the spear directly into the Liao people's heart guard, and the barrel of the gun immediately bent up, and he almost bounced this person away......