The iron man with the hoe really rushed towards Ying Shanhong, Ying Shanhong obviously also noticed this, she turned her head to look at the strong man, leaving Zhang Ling with only the back of his head.

"Good chance!" Zhang Ling was overjoyed, under the deterrence of his bow and arrow, the enemy general actually dared to turn back, this was simply looking for death. He didn't think about it, his right hand let go of the bowstring, and the two-stone big bow made a terrifying humming sound, and the wolf's iron arrow instantly broke away from the string and flew towards Yingshanhong's heart.

Zhang Ling didn't know if Ying Shanhong was wearing soft armor, it didn't matter if this arrow could shoot her to death under the protection of soft armor, as long as this arrow could hit Ying Shanhong's back heart, let her suffer a little minor injury, and shake her consciousness. He believed that the iron man of the township warrior army in front of him would seize this opportunity and knock Yingshanhong to the ground with a hoe.

And the iron man did not disappoint him, seeing the arrow flying towards Ying Shanhong's heart, the iron man's movements were faster than just now, and he stepped in front of Ying Shanhong with an arrow step, roared, and swung the hoe in his hand at Ying Shanhong.

Zhang Ling can even imagine the scene of the arrow in Yingshanhong's heart, and his head was hit by a hoe, and his flesh and blood were flying.

However, things soon exceeded his expectations, he saw that Ying Shanhong faced the iron man who rushed over, but he didn't raise his weapon, and he didn't even make a defensive move, letting the man's hoe fly towards her, and the whole person didn't even dodge at all.

Zhang Ling was slightly shocked in his heart, and an indescribable sense of crisis rose.

What happened next quickly confirmed that his sense of crisis was correct, and the iron man's hoe passed under Yingshanhong's armpit. The tip of the huge hoe actually happened to protect Yingshanhong's heart...... At this time, Zhang Ling's arrow had arrived, and it happened to shoot on the tip of the hoe, because of the long distance, Zhang Ling did not hear the sound of "clanging", but he clearly saw that the arrow fell to the ground and did not hurt Yingshan Hong.

"Silk! Why did Xiang Yong help the thief army fight? Zhang Ling gasped, and then knew that he had been tricked, and shouted: "It's not good, that's not Xiangyong." That's a thief army disguised as a village warrior. Scout...... How are you scouting? ”

The iron man who helped Yingshanhong block an arrow. As he unscrewed the tip of the hoe, the weapon in his hand changed from a hoe to an iron rod, and Zhang Ling found out. His iron rod is almost identical to the one in the red of the mountain.

I only heard the iron man shouting: "The second king of white water is here!" ”

Then. The situation on the battlefield has changed. A thousand "village warriors" pounced from behind, and the morale of the Sichuan soldiers was greatly boosted, thinking that they could sandwich the thief army in the middle. Attacking from both sides, the thief army can be swallowed in an instant, but I didn't expect that the thousand townsmen would not fight the thief army at all, but they passed through the army formation of the thief army, replaced the tired thief army in front of the formation, and fought with the officers and soldiers in a ping-pong match.

The officers and men did not expect things to develop in this way at all, and the morale of the people, who had just begun to rise, suffered a serious setback in an instant.

In fact, the thief army has only increased by 1,000 people, which is not much, plus the 2,000 people in the Red Department of Mount Yama, it is only 3,000 against 3,000, and the officers and soldiers will not fall behind, the key is that the situation of "obviously thinking it is a friendly army, but it turns out to be an enemy army", which has brought a huge psychological gap to the soldiers, and there is a very fucked up feeling when anyone is replaced at this time. Fighting under such a feeling, not to mention how unhappy it is in my heart, the officers and soldiers have a kind of depression that is being played with, can the morale be high?

Unlike ordinary soldiers, Zhang Ling thought further, he already understood that he had been pitted, and the other party deliberately let the scouts on the other side see this fake village warrior, and let a scout come back to report, but don't this fake country warrior approached, there was a commotion from the back of the thief army, and from Zhang Ling's position, it was a fake noise, but the scouts were standing on the top of the cliff, they should be able to see that the fake country warrior was not at war with the thief army, why didn't they come back to report?

Zhang Ling immediately thought of the answer, those scouts had already been killed! The thieves deliberately missed one of the scouts, and then used some clever means to kill the rest of the scouts in an instant, blocking their own news. From this point of view, there must still be powerful characters lurking on the edge of the cliff.

Zhang Ling secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he couldn't take care of it too much at this time, so he hurriedly ordered the people around him: "Mingjin! ”

His reaction was not unpleasant, and his order was not resolute, but the men of the military band had just raised the gong and were about to strike it when a roar sounded on both sides of the cliff, and two ambush soldiers, one left and one right, interspersed from the small ravine behind the thief army.

The thief army was very cunning, and their ambush did not ambush Zhang Ling's left and right flanks, if they were ambushed on these two sides, Zhang Ling would definitely be able to find out. But after these ambushes were ambushed by the 2,000 people in Yingshanhong, they could ensure that they would not be detected by the scouts, and when they encountered this kind of enemy who blocked the scouts, they would not have been tricked by Zhang Ling's old success, but the thieves' tricks were finally dispelled Zhang Ling's concerns, making him give up the hill that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and ran here to attack Yingshanhong, so he fell into the trap.

Zhang Ling's heart couldn't help but sink: Who is commanding this thief army? This is beyond the wisdom of a thief......

Together with the ambush soldiers, the morale of the officers and men was even more shaken.

Although the Sichuan soldiers are brave, they continue to find that they have fallen into the trap of others, and their fighting spirit is also declining rapidly. Many soldiers and generals had the idea of retreating, and at this moment, they heard the sound of gold from the Chinese army, which was the signal for them to retreat.

But...... How can it be so easy to retreat? Since ancient times, those who can do a good job of retreating are the famous generals among the famous generals, the elite soldiers among the elite soldiers, although Zhang Ling is known as the second general in Sichuan, but it is only "Sichuan", to be placed in the whole world, or in the entire history, he is just an unknown little person, his command ability is far worse than those real celebrities, and these 3,000 people are not a little worse than those celebrities and strong soldiers in history, they are simply impossible to retreat in an orderly manner.

What's more, mountain and forest warfare is also very different from positional warfare, and the soldiers on both sides are clearly distinguishing during positional warfare. Retreating means that the whole army can retreat one after another, but in the mountain battle in front of you, the soldiers and the soldiers are like dogs' teeth, you have me in the army, and you in our army, in this case, it is impossible to retreat one after another.

Many Sichuan soldiers wanted to retreat, but the Zhu soldiers around them were reluctant, and the Sichuan soldiers didn't dare to turn around and run, because they turned around at the same time. Inevitably, you will be shot in the back. What's more, when they turn around, they will also find that there are also soldiers of the Zhu Army behind them, and the military formations of the two armies have long been dissolved, and it is not that you can leave if you want to.

Zhang Ling knew that he had to take action to cover the retreat of his men. Otherwise his army is finished. He holds the handle of the bow in his left hand. With an arrow pulled out in his right hand and buckled on the string, his eyes were closely focused on the battlefield, and the general flag of a Sichuan soldier was entangled by the squad leader of the Zhu army. The two fought inseparably, Zhang Ling snorted, and with an arrow, the Zhu Jun squad leader fell down holding his abdomen, and the Sichuan soldiers were overjoyed, and quickly turned around and ran.

There was a hundred-man squad of Sichuan soldiers surrounded by Zhu Jun, and seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Ling waved his hand there, and the two hundred Ding soldiers around him suddenly released a rain of arrows in that direction. Although the arrows are not very lethal, they can also shoot those Zhu soldiers with their heads and rats, and the Sichuan soldiers roared and took the opportunity to break through.

Zhang Linglian ordered several Sichuan soldiers to escape, but the ambushes on both wings of the thief army were getting closer and closer, and seeing that many Sichuan soldiers still couldn't get away, his heart couldn't help but become anxious.

At this time, the two husbands and wives of Baishui Wang Er and Yingshanhong were waving the iron rod, shuttling back and forth in the crowd, beating people when they saw them, both husband and wife were strange people, waving the iron rod was really extraordinary, the Sichuan soldiers within a radius of a few meters, they couldn't even walk in one move and two styles, and they fell to the ground under the sticks of the two couples, and they were killed in a big circle after a while. And the two monsters also choked the most important position of the officers and soldiers when they retreated, and many officers and soldiers escaped from their two husbands and wives, and were swept away by Wang Er and Yingshan with red iron rods, and they fell to the ground and couldn't move.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel shocked, he had long heard that the two Baishui Kings were incomparably powerful, but he didn't expect that when he saw it with his own eyes, it was even more powerful than he imagined...... Can such an iron man be brought down with a bow and arrow? Will an arrow be able to pierce his steel bones? That's really a problem.

You have to shoot if you can't shoot through!

Zhang Ling picked up his bow and aimed at Wang Er.

At this moment, he keenly caught a hint of danger, this feeling was very mysterious, as if Li Zicheng could feel an ambush on his side, he suddenly felt that he was being watched by an archer. In fact, this feeling is not very mysterious, because everyone who is good at using a bow must have a pair of sharp eyes. Although people on the battlefield turned on their backs and everywhere was messy, Zhang Ling's eyes only needed to sweep on the battlefield to see some very detailed things.

The reason why he felt danger was because out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a purple-robed man with a masked face, who was drawing a large bow a stone's throw away from him. Zhang Ling didn't even need to look at it squarely to know that the man was aiming at himself, and he couldn't say why, but he knew that the man was aiming at himself, and he couldn't be wrong.

At the same time that the purple-robed man let go of the arrow, Zhang Ling fell down. As soon as his body touched the ground, there was a sound of an arrow breaking through the air above his head, and a black arrow slashed overhead, bringing a touch of cold wind. If Zhang Ling hadn't seen the opportunity early, he would have hung up the lottery on his body now. He knew that the Wenshan armor he was wearing should be able to block most of the power of this arrow, but the armor would still be penetrated, and at least a small hole would be drilled into his body.

He was already sixty-nine years old, his health was not as good as before, and a small hole could have allowed him to lie in a hospital bed for days.

The person who shot this arrow was of course Cao Wenzhao, and when he missed an arrow, he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised, and sighed in surprise: "Huh? Zhang Ling actually knew that I was going to shoot him, and this arrow was well hidden. ”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Ling, who was lying on the ground, had already fought back, and before his body got up, he brushed the ground with an arrow in a lying posture and returned the salute, the arrow was urgent, and it had arrived in front of Cao Wenzhao in the blink of an eye. Cao Wenzhao flashed sideways, and the arrow slashed against his face, almost taking away his masked scarf.

"What a crossbowman!" Cao Wenzhao couldn't help but admire in his heart, if he wanted to talk about the world's famous generals, Cao Wenzhao could throw Zhang Ling a few streets, in all aspects such as marching, arranging, camping, fighting, and military strategy, he was confident that he would eat Zhang Ling, but in the column of archery, he could feel that Zhang Ling's level was by no means below him, and he might even be stronger than himself.

Cao Wenzhao couldn't help but be aroused. The big bow in his hand was unfurled, and without hesitation, another arrow was shot back. At this time, Zhang Ling was already surrounded by a circle of family soldiers, obviously they knew that their lord was secretly calculated with a cold arrow, although they were not hit, these family soldiers also sweated profusely, and hurriedly stood in a circle beside Zhang Ling, intending to protect the master.

Cao Wenzhao's arrow passed, and the Sichuan soldiers who were blocking Zhang Ling screamed "ah", and fell down holding his lower abdomen. It turned out that Zhang Ling was lying on the ground just now, and Cao Wenzhao wanted to shoot him. Then you have to keep the arrow path very low. A standing man came to block the arrow, and he shot the skirt armor covering the lower abdomen, and after penetrating the armor, he made a small hole in the lower abdomen of the Sichuan soldier.

Meanwhile. Zhang Ling's people had already turned over and jumped up. Just got up. His bow buzzed twice, and it was actually a series of arrows, one after the other. The arrows flew towards Cao Wenzhao.

Cao Wenzhao was trying to dodge these two arrows, but saw that these two arrows did not fly towards him, but deviated a few feet, and he didn't plan to shoot Cao Wenzhao at all.

Arrows can only be used in the dark, and it is bright to shoot people from a place of arrows, unless people are stupid to stand still and let you shoot, otherwise how can there be a reason to shoot it? The arrow on your side is off the string, and someone has already dodged it over there. Zhang Ling knew that he couldn't let go of Cao Wenzhao, but his eyes were very sharp, and he found out in an instant that a few steps behind Cao Wenzhao, there was a person who was dressed very similarly to Cao Wenzhao, also with a black scarf and a purple robe.

Zhang Ling almost didn't use his brain, and guessed that this person might be Cao Wenzhao's junior, and it was very likely that he was his son.

You must know that for thousands of years in China, military generals like to take their sons and nephews to the battlefield, such as Yue Fei, who likes to take Yue Yun wherever he goes, and later went to Fengbo Pavilion to send his life with Yue Yun, Qi Jiguang always takes his nephew Qi Jin to fight everywhere, Qin Liangyu can always see Ma Xianglin around him, Sichuan General Soldier Fierce Tiger likes to take his two nephews Meng Xianjie and Meng Zhongya, Yansui General Soldier Cao Wenzhao likes to take his nephew Cao Bianjiao......

Zhang Ling knew that the purple-robed young man standing behind this purple-robed man with powerful archery skills was probably also his son or nephew, or at least a very close-knit relative, if he used a set of serial arrows to unexpectedly shoot down this little character, maybe the purple-robed man in front of him would be in chaos, and he would be able to find an opportunity.

Therefore, these two arrows did not go to Cao Wenzhao at all, but attacked Cao Bianjiao behind Cao Wenzhao, and at the same time, Zhang Lingshou moved to the arrow sac, preparing to use the Lianzhu arrow again, and this time the target will be Cao Wenzhao.

His thoughts were very clear, as long as the junior behind the purple-robed man was injured by an arrow, he must be worried, if he turned around, it would be best if he didn't turn around, as long as his heart was shaken, the next three arrows in a row could shoot the purple-robed man.

is worthy of being a sixty-nine-year-old veteran, and in just a moment, he thought of such a powerful strategy, which is not unintelligent.

Pity......

He is not facing a pair of ordinary uncles and nephews, but the world-famous second Cao.

Cao Wenzhao watched the arrows go towards his nephew, he didn't even have the slightest worry in his heart, not even a trace of emotional fluctuations, Cao Bianjiao's martial arts he couldn't be clearer, although he is not as good as himself now, but over time, after Cao Bianjiao grows up, his ability will never be under himself, if these two arrows can win the life of the world-famous General Cao, it is really a joke.

In fact, Cao Bianjiao did not disappoint his uncle, he drew the sword at his waist almost at the same time when the arrow arrived in front of him, the sword is an ornament for most generals, but in the hands of a real general, it can also be turned into a weapon that is not inferior to a knife at any time. I saw a flash of sword light in Cao Bianjiao's hand, and the two arrows had fallen into the dust.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the "junior" he was going to plot against the two arrows like a light weight, he had already learned the power of the purple-robed man, but he didn't expect that a junior on the other side would have such martial arts, he didn't affect Cao Wenzhao's mind, but because of this surprise, his mind was agitated, and the hand that stretched out to the quiver and drew the arrow couldn't help but be a beat slower, and the three serial arrows that were going to shoot at Cao Wenzhao were actually unable to shoot at the first time.

Cao Wenzhao has experienced a hundred battles, how can he not seize this good opportunity, he is in the prime of life, full of qi and blood, both reaction and action sensitivity are above the old Zhang Ling, although the archery may not be higher than Zhang Ling, but it is not necessarily low. Once he seized the opportunity, he had to swear not to forgive, his wrist flipped, swished, and a chain of three arrows flew out, and at this time, Zhang Ling's hand had just picked up an arrow from the quiver.

"Not good!" Zhang Ling knew that he was already a step too late, and if he wanted to dodge, it was too late. He is old, although his strength is still not small, he can pull away the two-stone big bow, but the reaction speed of his spirit is 108,000 miles worse than Cao Wenzhao's, and in the face of Cao Wenzhao's powerful arrows, he just had the idea of dodging, and the arrows had arrived in front of him.

"Ding", an arrow shot on his shoulder armor, and the shoulder armor can be regarded as the harder part of the armor, very easy to bounce away the strong arrow, the second arrow hit his left chest, his luck is good, there is a shiny heart shield on the left chest, the arrow hit the heart guard, and there is a "ding" sound, was bounced away, but the power attached to the arrow lens entered, hit his heart suddenly, almost fainted.

The last arrow landed in his right arm with a thud...... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )