After a stick of incense, the brute soldiers arrived as scheduled.

Baku grabbed the reins of his horse and looked at a group of refugees from a distance of thousands of kilometers at the villagers of Zhangjia Village. As soon as they saw Baku leading the team to chase and kill, they immediately ran away. Baku shouted angrily: "Brothers, avenge the dead brothers!" Kill me! ”

While Baku was chasing, the villagers of Zhangjia Village desperately fled backwards. Baku waved his scimitar in front of him and shouted: "Brothers, kill me!" Kill these big dry dogs, Lao Tzu has a reward! ”

Zhang Cheng shouted desperately: "The barbarians are coming, flee quickly!" After more than 1,000 villagers fled behind the obstacles that had been prepared long ago with wagons and grain barriers, their faces changed and they shouted: "Everyone prepare! ”

Baku was still rushing forward, but suddenly, the war horse under his crotch suddenly lost its front hoof, and was suddenly thrown down and fell under the horse. And the iron cavalry of the nine hundred warriors behind had already rushed in, and Baku, who had no time to get up, actually let the war horses behind him trample to death, and the death was unknown, and finally stared at the eyes of the boss and returned to the sky.

The barbarians who were rushing forward behind were blocked by Baku and the war horses, and immediately fell off their horses, either falling to death or seriously injured. In just the blink of an eye, nearly 100 people were killed and injured. These people were tripped by the big pit of the bowl dug by Zhang Cheng, and the center of gravity of the war horse was unbalanced, and they fell to the ground, and the owner was killed or injured.

"Hehe, Brother Cheng, you asked us to dig a pit to deal with the barbarian's war horse. This trick really works, you see, in such a moment of effort, one hundred and ten people died. Boss Zhang saw that the brute soldiers who were riding their horses and galloping were either killed or injured. My heart is full of joy, and my face is full of smiles.

Zhang Cheng didn't answer Boss Zhang's words, but stared at the brute's next move with some nervousness. He never expected that the leader of the barbarian soldiers who came up to hit the head would fall to his death, and it seemed that he was afraid that there would be a good show.

Seeing that his leader was actually killed in battle, the remaining more than 700 barbarians suddenly became confused. But it was only a moment, and a few more centurions shouted: "Avenge the captain, kill all these big dogs!" Kill! I don't know who started shouting, and suddenly more than 700 brutes rushed over.

"It seems that this is an elite division, the leaders are all dead, but it is just chaotic for a while, gathering its strength together, and attacking again! It looks like we're going to fight hard this time. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Cheng stared at the barbarian soldiers who were already less than five hundred meters away from him, and he shouted to Ye Feng: "Young Master Ye, this barbarian army is not simple, it must be a regular army. You tell everyone not to panic first, let the old and weak women and children hide behind, and the other young and strong are ready to meet the enemy. Let your Zhuang Ding hold the spear in his hand, don't panic, as soon as I shout, you will let everyone shoot the spear in your hand at the barbarian. Shoot their horses first! ”

In the historical classics, he has an impression of these sets, so he also drew a scoop according to the gourd, and used it as it was, judging from just now, the effect is really good!

Seeing that Zhang Cheng's first move had worked, everyone cheered loudly. Ye Feng's heart was also a lot more stable. He agreed, glanced at Zhang Cheng again, turned to Zhuang Ding behind him and shouted: "Stand in a row, hear the order in a while, immediately throw out the spears in your hands, and shoot those horses for me." If that one throws me badly, I'll kick him in the ass! If you shoot, you will be rewarded! Don't panic, let's be here to avenge our dead relatives! ”

"Revenge! Avenge! Avenge! When the villagers heard Ye Feng's words, they all shouted loudly.

Glancing at Ye Feng, Zhang Cheng thought to himself: This guy is really a master of speech, and he can easily make the big guys feel high. If you go to war, I'm afraid you can be a good hand.

Just when Zhang Cheng's mind was fluttering, the barbarians in the distance had already rushed to two hundred steps, looking at the red eyes and resentful looks, as if they were going to eat these villagers in Zhangjia Village alive. Everyone was scared.

Ye Feng shouted: "Zhang Cheng, shoot." If we don't shoot, the brute will rush in front of us. ”

"Huh? Well, no. We'll have to wait a little longer. Don't panic, everyone is carrying a head on two shoulders, I'm afraid they won't be the ones who carry the handle. Zhang Cheng didn't know how to stabilize everyone's flustered mood for a while, so he could only reluctantly say a foul word.

When such vulgar words came out of the mouth of a weak scholar, everyone laughed. For a while, the original nervous mood was also relieved a lot.

One hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps...... Sixty steps, fifty steps! "Put!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's order, Ye Feng also stood up and shouted: "Give Lao Tzu all the strength to feed and shoot those dogs. Mother-raised! ”

More than 100 Zhuang Ding stood up and shot the crude spears in their hands desperately.

"Ahh "Ahh "Ahh

Zhang Cheng's spear was thrown, and at a distance of fifty paces, it just exerted the maximum power of the spear, and the big war horse was immediately shot, and they all screamed and fell to the ground, and the brute soldiers on the horse were thrown off and turned over on their backs. And some of the brutes who were only wearing a thin layer of cotton armor were pierced through the chest and died on the spot.

This time, seventy or eighty people died in the battle.

"Everyone is ready, and in a moment the brute rushes in, and he stabs and cuts desperately. Whatever trick works, use whatever trick. Zhang Cheng picked up a hoe and shouted. Everyone nodded.

I don't know who is shouting: "Brothers, the big dry dog is right in front of you." Keep rushing me! ”

Seeing the obstacles built up in front of him, the brute soldier who took the lead pulled the war horse, and the war horse jumped suddenly, crossing the first obstacle, but it was stuck in the second obstacle, Ye Feng took the Zhuang Ding and other young people, cut with a big knife, pierced with a hoe, and smashed it with a stick. The brute soldiers who rushed into it suddenly let out another miserable scream.

Just when the good news was spreading on Zhang Cheng's side, the second stunned suddenly shouted: "Brother Cheng, it's not good." Look! Over there, over there, there were a hundred and ten brute soldiers! ”

When Zhang Cheng heard this, he rushed over one hundred and ten brute soldiers on the left.

"Tiezhu, you bring a hundred and ten young men to stop them for me, let go of your hands and feet, and kill me!" Zhang Cheng shouted at the iron pillar behind him who had been waiting impatiently.

"Well, it's finally time for me. Folks, kill me! Tie Zhu was still holding the hundred-pound "wooden stick", and rushed out stupidly with fifty or sixty people.

Tie Zhu waved the wooden stick he was holding in his hand, and roared angrily, and the wooden stick in his hand was danced by him like a tiger, as if it was not a wooden stick with a hundred or ten catties at all, but like a chicken feather. The iron pillar tiger roared, and as soon as the wooden stick was thrown out, the brute who hit the head was hit on the chest by the iron pillar, and the brute's chest immediately sank, and the horse flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground, blood spurted out of his mouth, stained his clothes, his eyes widened, and his head tilted and died.

The wooden stick bounced back again, and the iron pillar grabbed the wooden stick, just as three more barbarians rushed up, but there were still dozens of nearly 100 barbarian horsemen rushing up behind him, and the iron pillar didn't look at it at all, and put the wooden stick to his waist horizontally, and hit his head to meet it. The wooden stick swept down, and the three horses fell down with three wails, and the brute soldiers on the horse were thrown off the horse's back, and dozens of people who followed behind went up with hoes and wooden sticks, and the sticks were beaten to death.