A second group of nearly 200 Turkic wolves rode to the edge of the woods, and the centurion walked in the middle of the procession and kept giving orders. Just as they were about to enter the mountains and forests, something suddenly happened!

An arrow flew out of nowhere in the woods, pinpointing the chest of a Turkic wolf rider. The shrill sound sounded like a command, followed by countless bolts from both sides of the woods. In a trance, the Turkic team was torn off a layer by a ruthless one. The storm of crossbow arrows was so dense that in just two minutes, a small half of the wolf cavalry was shot to the ground.

At the sound of the wolf rider's cry, no less than 200 soldiers dressed in blue brocade poured out of the dense forest, they bowed their bodies, and held the crossbows made by the Great Sui Seiko in both hands while shooting and moving forward. Two hundred brocade-clad soldiers formed a half-circle, and the sound of crossbows was like death singing. Two hundred repeaters, each of which can fire fifteen bolts in a row, are almost invincible in mid-range combat with their sharpness.

The crossbow arrows as dense as raindrops and as fast as meteors knocked the Turkic wolf riders to the ground one by one, and two hundred brocade-clothed soldiers bowed their bodies and slowly pressed forward with their crossbows at the flat ends. The Turks fell layer by layer, like wheat brought down by a sickle. This sudden blow completely caught the Turks by surprise, and they did not expect that there were so many elite soldiers in ambush here.

This was not the Great Sui border army they were familiar with, and they were not wearing leather armor. The blue brocade suit reflected a faint light in the sunlight, the horizontal knife on the waist, the arm shield, and the three black short sticks on the back, the outfit was strange but the elite was abnormal. There is no doubt that this is a much more elite soldier than the average army, and although the border army is also equipped with repeaters, they are more rudimentary than the repeaters in the hands of these brocade-clothed soldiers. Whether it is the rate of fire or the degree of stability, the crossbows of the border troops cannot be compared with the killing weapons in their hands.

By the time the bolts were thinning out, there were less than thirty of the nearly two hundred Turkic wolf riders left.

"Their crossbow bolts are empty! Kill! ”

A fierce wolf rode centurion and shouted.

There are many people on the other side, and they are dead anyway, so it is better to fight to the death. The grassland people were already fierce, but at this time, they saw that there was no way to live, but they became even more crazy. They saw that the soldiers in blue brocade had shot empty their crossbow boxes, and they felt that they had a chance to fight each other to break the net.

About thirty wolf riders rushed forward wielding scimitars, each of them spurred on by the death of their companion.

"Guns!"

Just as the remaining Turkic wolves rode forward, the brocade-clothed warrior led by him shouted a word loudly. Immediately, two hundred brocade-clad soldiers casually threw aside their expensive repeater crossbows, and then almost simultaneously reached behind their backs. Everyone had three black sticks about a meter long on their backs, and when they took them off, they saw that they were throwing guns! The spear was a little over a meter long, made of iron, and had sharp spears at both ends that shimmered with a faint light.

"Throw!"

The brocade leader shouted another word, and then, the brocade soldiers who pressed over in a semicircle threw the throwing guns in their hands neatly. With a wind sound, 200 spears rained down on the thirty or so Turkic wolves. The sound of popping was incessant, and in a matter of moments, the thirty wolf riders were all nailed to the ground with their spears. The Turks were pierced by spears, crucified to death, and still lay on the ground wailing and moaning. The short spears thrown in an instant are even more shocking than feather arrows and crossbow arrows!

How sharp!

From the appearance of the blue-clothed soldiers to the killing of nearly 200 wolf riders, it didn't add up to five minutes. The shock of this scene was overwhelming, and no one would have thought that there were so many powerful soldiers hidden in this wood. And neither the blood cavalry nor the first batch of wolf horsemen to kill into the woods noticed it, as if these people appeared here out of thin air.

If you really want to explain, it's not difficult, because these brocade-clothed soldiers have just arrived.

Just when the first Turks entered the woods, and the second group did not arrive, they came from the other direction.

Two hundred brocade-clad soldiers walked over slowly, pulling out the throwing guns from the Turks and inserting them back into the barrels of their backs as they went. The only Turkic wolf, who had only wounded his calf, sat down on the ground, rubbing his ass and howling backwards. The expressionless brocade-clad soldiers ignored him at all, picked up the throwing spears and stabbed to death the Turks who were barely alive. The brocade-clothed warrior led by him walked up to the wounded Turkic wolf rider and stood there condescendingly and said in Turkic language: "Go back and tell you Turks, if you dare to approach the Great Wall again, die!" ”

The Turkic commander on the other side of the hill saw the mutation on this side. His face turned pale with fright, and he immediately ordered to stop the pursuit of the Tiefutu's men. He glanced hatefully at the group of soldiers in blue suits, and decisively ordered to evacuate.

The bewitching man sitting on the boulder raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered, "Want to go?" Let Huang Luan's people surround him,"

A brocade-clothed soldier standing behind him immediately waved the red flag in his hand a few times, and then there was a horn sound in the valley opposite.

A whining sound came out, and the Turkic commander immediately turned bloodless.

"Retreat! Damn Han Chinese, cunning like foxes! ”

He cursed in a low voice, and then ran quickly down the hill.

But before they could run far, hundreds of blue-armed soldiers rushed out of the dense forest, and they used their crossbows to shoot the fleeing Turks frantically, and then divided into two teams, one left and one right, and outflanked them. The battle lasted only a few minutes before it was over, and only one of the 800 wolf riders who had gone up the mountain survived.

Hundreds of brocade-clothed soldiers who had killed all the Turks immediately surrounded the remnants of the Tiefutu, drew their throwing guns, and were ready to crucify the people of the Tiefutu to the ground.

"Big brother!"

Fu Hunu called out in a low voice: "What should I do!" ”

Zhang Zhongjian shook his head with a wry smile, stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "I'm afraid that this time it's Wen Ji who came in person, I just hope that it wasn't An Zhi who saved us just now!" ”

Fu Hunu sighed: "I also hope that I have lost my eyes." ”

Zhang Zhongjian's gaze was fixed on the boulder opposite, and he sighed: "Wen Yidao, you came really fast." ”

In the mountains and forests opposite, Li Xian's face became ugly because he was too shocked. He stood next to the corpses of several Turkic wolf cavalrymen, staring at the soldiers in blue power suits with an incredulous expression. Those people moved too fast, cooperated tacitly, and killed like hemp, even if they were not inferior to the blood horse.

In order to take care of Zhang Xiaodi and Red Buddha, as well as the injured Chen Que'er, Luo Fu did not come back with Li Xian. If he was by Li Xian's side, he must tell Li Xian: "Run!" ”

That is the Great Sui Dragon Guard, the forbidden army of the forbidden army, the elite of the elite.

It was a unit trained by Yang Guang's most trusted eunuch Wen Yao, and their methods of killing people were cold-blooded and cruel. The previous paragraph was chased and killed by these dragon guards, and the sixty or so brothers of Tiefutu had already lost more than half! If it weren't for this, it would not have been surrounded by the Turks and almost annihilated.

Chao Qiuge walked to Li Xian's side with a sad face, and said in a low voice: "We were surrounded, just now the brothers tried to break through and were shot dead by more than a dozen... Bloodriding...... Including me and Brother Tie, there are only eleven people left. ”

Li Xian's body stiffened suddenly, and he slowly looked back at the back.

The blood riders who were still alive didn't know when they had gathered around Li Xian, and everyone was covered in blood. With only 70 or so people, they slaughtered more than 200 Turkic wolves in the mountains and forests. But when they broke through to the Tiefutu side, they were surrounded by nearly two hundred brocade-clothed warriors who suddenly appeared, and under the rain of arrows, only eleven of the more than thirty people retreated. Dozens of meters behind them, a row of brocade-clad soldiers had already leveled their crossbows, waiting for an order to shoot everyone to death.

"It's thirteen!"

Two men covered in blood walked over from not far away, and behind them, more than a dozen brocade-clothed soldiers stared at each other.

"Brother Thirty-Seven, Brother Little Bird, why are you here!"

Li Xian was surprised to find that the people who came turned out to be Luo Fu and Chen Qi'er.

"I don't worry about you, and I don't worry about big brother."

Luo Fu said lightly: "I chased it all the way, but I didn't expect it to be too late." ”

Chen Qi'er smiled and said, "It's not too late to finally die together." ”

The iron wolf walked up to Li Xian's side and said in a low voice, "It should be the guards in the palace, I've heard of them." Repeating crossbows, horizontal knives, throwing spears, three weapons, you can't go wrong. ”

Li Xian's heart was sad, and he had the urge to look up to the sky and roar.

One hundred and four blood cavalrymen, except for the Iron Fang Wolf and Chao Qiuge, there were only nine people left!

They followed me home!

Li Xian bit his lower lip, and blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Dead, all dead.

He looked up, there were no tears in his eyes, and he was blood-red.

"Brother Tie, Brother Xiaochao, I'm sorry ......"

Li Xian lowered his head, feeling that all the strength in his body had been drained.

"Ann Zhi"

The iron wolf patted Li Xian's shoulder, smiled and said, "I have thought about how I died countless times, and I have thought about where I died countless times. ”

He paused, glanced at the blood cavalry standing behind him, and said, "I think that dying on the battlefield while the body is buried in the hometown is the best destination." ”

He smiled freely: "We are all the same, the blood rider has known his fate since the day he left Honghua with the general. You can see the Great Wall here, not far ahead. We've just killed a lot of Turks, and then we're still going to die on our doorstep...... Very good! ”

He glanced at Chen Qi'er and said, "Qi'er is right, I have no regrets about dying together." ”

Li Xian raised his head and looked at those blood cavalrymen, with a faint smile on their faces, without sadness.

A leader dressed in a blue brocade robe walked up to them, stood solemnly, and then gave a standard Great Sui military salute.

"You are all heroes! Worthy of my respect! ”

The leader said solemnly.

Lowering his arm, he looked at everyone and said, "Captain, please come over and meet, please." ”

Li Xian and the others glanced at each other, then smiled with relief, and they strode out of the woods, each holding their chests up.

The brocade-clothed leader walked ahead of them, and suddenly turned his head and said, "None of the Turks under the mountain have let go. ”

Li Xian was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "Good job!" ”

He said.

The leader nodded, and said no more.

Out of the woods, Li Xian saw at a glance that Zhang Zhongjian and the rest of Tiefutu were also escorted over. Zhang Zhongjian's body stiffened suddenly when he saw Li Xian, and then sighed deeply. Li Xian shook his head apologetically, and then slowly walked to Zhang Zhongjian's side.

"Grandpa......"

Zhang Zhongjian said in a low voice: "Don't call me grandpa, they don't know your identity!" ”

Li Xian shook his head and said, "Is there a difference?" It seems that we will have to sleep in the green mountains and green valleys today, to be honest...... It's a nice place. ”

He sighed slightly: "It's a pity, it doesn't add up to live as long as a lifetime." ”

Only he can understand this sentence.