Chapter Ninety-Three: White Shadow
On the galloping road from Xianyang City to Linzi, more than 100 black-clothed cavalry in strong armor were galloping to the east, carrying swords and crossbows behind their backs, and sharp daggers at their waists.
However, the first person was dressed in a white robe, and at this time his expression was cold, and from time to time he turned back and urged, and the horsewhip was constantly whipped on the horse's hips.
The white-robed young man turned around and said hurriedly: "Speed up, be sure to catch up with Master Hou." ”
"No!" The people behind listened to this and sped up their horses again.
In the sound of hurried horses' hooves, a horse suddenly came head-on on the galloping road, and when the people were running close to ten zhang, the horse stopped, and said loudly on the horse: "Commander Bai, I found traces of Shenwu Hou in front, but there are black-clothed men who are besieging Hou Ye, and the situation is critical." ”
The white-robed young man was the white shadow, he waved his horse and stopped urgently, after a burst of neighing horses, more than 100 cavalrymen stopped instantly, and the white shadow said urgently: "How many black-clothed soldiers are there?" ”
"The mess has been smashed, no less than two hundred."
Bai Ying frowned, and then turned his head and said loudly to the people behind him: "Brothers, I will betray the Black Ice Platform today as a price, just to repay the great kindness of the Hou Ye, there is no need for the brothers to die with me Bai Ying, if there are wives and children at home and parents are concerned, or if you don't want to go, please go back, if he can see you again in the future, we are still good brothers, if you are willing to go with me, set off now." ”
"I want to die with the Commander!" As soon as Bai Ying's words fell, everyone said in unison.
Suddenly, Bai Ying's eyes were a little moist, these people were all his cronies in the Black Ice Platform in the past few years, or brothers who had a fateful friendship, when he learned from Mu Ning that Zhao Jun was out of the city, he immediately thought of the danger that Zhao Jun might encounter, so he summoned everyone to rescue, but he didn't expect that there were so many black-clothed soldiers.
"Good brother, let's go!" Bai Ying shouted, waved the reins of his horse, and galloped quickly, and the elites of more than a hundred black ice platforms behind him also rode away in an instant.
Soon, Bai Ying saw from a distance that nearly two hundred black-clothed dead soldiers were surrounding Zhao Jun, Wei Yu, Hu Hai and Bo Lang, although Zhao Jun was very brave, but the black-clothed soldiers cooperated tacitly, shot fiercely and fiercely, and always used Wei Yi as bait, so several people were very passive, and even had physical exhaustion.
"Shoot!"
The white shadow shouted, took off the bow and crossbow that had been loaded with arrows from his horse, and while waving the reins of his horse and galloping, he aimed the crossbow in his right hand at the black-clothed man, and in an instant the trigger was pulled, and a short arrow shot out like lightning, cutting through the air and causing a sharp whistling sound. A dull sound of entering the flesh sounded, a black-clothed man was swinging a sword to assassinate Zhao Jun from behind, but suddenly felt a pain in his back, and then his whole body stopped in place and was unable to move, and the strength of his whole body receded like a tide, he turned back with difficulty, and saw the white-clothed young man who was holding a bow and crossbow in one hand and pulling the reins of the horse in the other, galloping on horseback, the young man's eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and finally without waiting for him to think about it, he fell to the ground and died instantly.
"Woohoo"
As Bai Ying's arrow shot out, more than a hundred bows and crossbows behind him shot out at the same time, forming a tight and fierce rain of arrows, with a heavy roar, the black-clothed man screamed miserably, and soon died, at least nearly a hundred people died in a wave of arrow rain.
For others, it may be difficult to accurately open the bow and crossbow while riding a horse, but for the elite of the Black Ice Platform, this is the most basic item, but because the bow and crossbow have a short range, and the speed of the White Shadow's horse is fast, it is too late to shoot the second round, so the White Shadow rushed closer, immediately turned over and dismounted, drew his sword and killed the man in black, and the people on the Black Ice Platform also rode and drew their swords one after another, and followed to kill.
Two black-clothed men rushed towards them, and they killed Bai Ying with a hideous expression, but they only felt that Bai Ying had a hand, and then their eyes lit up, and Bai Ying had already walked past them, just when they didn't understand what was going on, they suddenly felt a sore throat, and finally they went to touch it with their hands, but their hands were full of blood, and the wound on their throat was instantly expanded, and the blood shot out was more than three meters high.
There was also a man in black who didn't notice the situation of his accomplices, but just stopped Bai Ying, but as soon as the sword in his hand was raised, he felt a pain in his eyebrows, and instantly lost his senses and fell into a deep darkness.
The white shadow was like an elegant dancer, floating back and forth in the bloody slaughter, the cold light in his hand shining everywhere and he couldn't see the essence clearly, and the sword was so fast that it was difficult for even a drop of blood to touch him.
Although they are not as elite as the black-clothed soldiers, they have a white shadow to boost their morale, and the black-clothed soldiers have been fighting for a long time, so they can be tied......
"White Shadow, do you want to rebel?" Jiang Lu opened his mouth and shouted, but his expression turned pale, others didn't know, but he knew that Bai Ying had been like a fish in water in the position of the three major commanders of the Black Ice Platform in the past few years, and every time he carried out a task, he had the highest success rate, he was calm and alert, his wrists were sharp and ruthless, and he was as careful as a hair, and he had extraordinary tracking and investigation capabilities.
What's more important is his martial arts, according to legend, no one has seen where his sword is hidden, and no one has seen what his sword looks like, because the people who have seen him out of the sword are all dead, and people send fast swords to kill the gods.
"Will Lu, suffer death!" At this moment, suddenly Zhao Jun roared wildly and turned around to kill General Lu.
Now that the man in black and the people on the black ice platform are on the same level, they are in a state of stalemate, and he doesn't have to be distracted to protect Wei Yu, although he doesn't understand why Bai Ying appeared, but he doesn't have time to think about it so much, he just wants to kill Jiang Lu now.
What a blood relationship, what a brother, bullshit! I've sent someone to kill me, can I still let you go? And Jiang Lu's mind is ruthless, and he is against himself everywhere, this time the black-clothed soldiers of the Fusu faction intercepted and killed him, and it is inevitable that Lu will provoke him, otherwise with Fusu's heart, he will definitely not do the thing of killing his brother so decisively.
Jiang Lu's face panicked, turned his head and ran in the direction of the poplar forest, and shouted urgently: "Hurry, stop him." ”
Seeing this, the black-clothed man sacrificed his life to block Zhao Jun, although Zhao Jun was not afraid, they were all killed with a sword, but they effectively stopped Zhao Jun, seeing that the general Lu was about to run into the poplar forest, Zhao Jun couldn't help but be anxious, he really hid in the poplar forest, and it was not easy to find himself, and it happened that the flying knives and copper nails on his body were used up in the battle just now.
At this moment, Hu Hai suddenly caught up and shouted: "Second brother, let me see, watch me kill him." ”
After Zhao Jun heard this, his body instinctively flashed to the side, and then he felt that the strong wind was swirling, and his ears were blown painfully, and then he saw a golden giant ball smashing forward, it turned out that Hu Hai was in a hurry, and directly threw the gourd hammer out.
Jiang Lu only felt a chill behind him, his face suddenly changed, but before he had time to dodge, he felt a sudden pain in his back, his whole body suddenly flew up in the air, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to highlight a mouthful of blood, and finally fell to the ground, his back was blurred with flesh and blood.
Jiang Lu screamed and wanted to struggle, but then there was a cold on his neck, and the cold air pierced his skin, he couldn't help but shiver, and raised his head in panic, Zhao Jun was holding the Wushan sword, looking at him coldly.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, it's all the attention of the big brother" No one is not afraid of death, and Lu tears are about to flow out.
Zhao Jun's disdainful eyes became more and more fierce, he is also worthy of being the son of the First Emperor, which is really a shame for the First Emperor Qin.
Hu Hai caught up and scolded angrily: "Brute, attack your biological brother, are you still human?" I don't have you, the fourth brother, today I want to teach you a lesson for my father! ”
Immediately, Hu Hai smashed a hammer straight into Jiang Lu's head, fierce and fierce, staring Lu into a frightened eyes, and he was directly frightened stupid.
With a 'bang', blood splattered everywhere, and the brains flowed, knocking Lu's head alive.
Zhao Jun didn't say much, turned his head and left, and if Lu died, he would have one less trouble, but Hu Hai stood dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a little sad, after all, they were brothers who grew up together.
When Zhao Jun was killing back to Chidao, the black-clothed soldiers were quickly killed, and the three hundred people except for a dozen escaped, the rest were all lying on the ground, and the people on the black ice platform were checking if there was a living mouth, but whoever had a breath was immediately making up a sword, these dead soldiers were all determined masters, keep them, and they will kill you next time.
(To be continued)