Chapter Ninety-Eight: Blood in the Forest
At this moment, the subordinates of the silver-clothed man fully showed their alert and quick reaction, and the three of them rushed towards the south in a fan shape, while the remaining six people fanned around the brocade-clothed man, each of them holding their sabers tightly and waiting for them.
The Jinyi man sighed and said to Han Mo: "I always don't want to cause trouble, but trouble always finds me." I'm in a little trouble right now, so I can't drink with you, and we'll drink again in the future if we have the chance. ”
"Good!" Han Mo stood up and said with a smile: "You go and solve the trouble, I won't bother you." He didn't even offer to help the Broika against the Assassins.
If it is an ordinary person, everyone drinks and eats meat together, and one party encounters trouble, even if it is just to deal with face, he will pretend to ask if he needs to help, and the righteous person will draw a knife to help.
But Han Mo just smiled and arched his hand to the Jinyi man, and then said to his subordinates: "Let's go!" ”
The subordinates of the brocade man suddenly showed strange colors, some contempt, some disdain, and even anger, and the brocade man looked calm, and arched his hand: "Good to go!" ”
At this moment, he heard a scream from the south, and then heard the scream and cry of death: "Great ...... My lord...... Be careful......! Soon there was the sound of weapons clashing, apparently the three Tsing Yi men heading south had exchanged hands with the enemy.
"With the trees as cover, everyone scattered, first with bows and arrows, and then with sabers for hand-to-hand combat." The brocade man said calmly, his voice was not a trace of panic, and the arrangement was clear and clear, as if he was just in training.
He took the silver spear, and except for a man in Tsing Yi who followed him, the others were all scattered, using the big tree as a cover, collecting swords and bows, and waiting for the battle.
Han Mo also picked up the copper stick and said softly, "Let's go!" ”
Han Qing asked, "Young Master, shall we ...... We don't help them? ”
"It's a big problem." Han Mo said lightly: "Maybe it's going to be a dead person, do you want to get involved?" ”
Everyone understands people, Han Mo did not get involved in the other party's grievances, it seems a little ruthless, but everyone understands that he is here to protect the people on his side.
The one-sided relationship with the silver-clothed man was not enough for Han Mo to rush to the point where he used his most precious black panther to fill his righteous anger and fight hard.
"Woohoo"!
The sound of arrows began to rain down from the south, and just looking at the dozens of feathered arrows, you could see that there were many enemies, and the brocade men and a few of their men were as motionless as rocks, hiding behind the trunks of trees.
"Trouble is coming!" Han Mo said in a deep voice: "Go!" He was the first to lead the people to the north, and as soon as he took two steps, he heard the sound of "Xiu Xiu" again, but this time not from the south, but from the north.
"Spread out!" Han Mo let out a deep sigh and pushed away a black panther beside him, and his body also hid behind the big tree next to him in an instant, but he saw the feather arrow slashing like a locust.
Zhu Xiaoyan and the black panthers are not ordinary people, their own literacy is extremely high, the sound of arrows sounded, everyone rushed behind the big tree, scattered and hidden, and at the same time they also drew their bows and arrows, ready to fight.
Han Mo and Jinyi both leaned their backs against the big tree and looked at each other.
"Looks like you can't go!" The brocade man smiled and said, "Should I apologize to you, it's us who have caused you trouble!" ”
Han Mo frowned and said, "I just want to know now, are you sure these people are here to trouble you?" Are you sure they're not looking for us? He was really a little puzzled, the enemy was attacking from both sides, carefully prepared, and the two sides combined, judging from the number of arrows, there were no less than forty or fifty people, this is a large force, when he entered the forest before, how could he not see a shadow at all.
"Ninety percent because of me." Jinyi said: "It's also possible that Yicheng is for you!" ”
Han Mo sighed: "In this way, you really hurt us!" ”
Han Qing on the side offered advice: "Young Master, since you don't want to get involved in this matter, why don't we put up a white flag and surrender?" ”
Zhu Xiaoyan immediately said coldly: "Surrender? Hmph, do you think I won't kill you if I surrender? ”
Han Mo also glared at Han Qing, and scolded in a low voice: "We can just ignore the idle business, but the young master still can't do the surrender, and it will be spread in the future, how can I behave as a person, young master?" You kid has a bad idea. Or is Xiao Zhu right, do you think that surrender will not kill you? ”
Cold sweat broke out on Han Qing's head, not that he was afraid of those enemies, but that his "good strategy" was so denied that he was a little embarrassed.
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The enemies on both sides advanced forward in unison with the help of locust-like arrows, and only the sound of bows and arrows was heard in the forest, and the sharp arrows pressed everyone down, and they couldn't even look at it for a while.
Seeing that the enemy was approaching, all the black-clothed and masked men were scattered in the forest and pushed over, and the man in brocade finally waved his hand, and saw that several of his subordinates immediately bent their bows and arrows, and reflected back.
These people's archery skills are really skilled, their arm strength is strong, their accuracy is wonderful, their accuracy is swift, and they are experienced, and those who know will understand that these people are authentic soldiers who came out of the barracks, and they are the most elite soldiers.
Feather Arrow Company, a scream suddenly sounded on the enemy's side, and the arrows shot suddenly weakened a lot.
Han Mo's side also began to shoot back feather arrows at the enemy, but compared to the subordinates of the silver-clothed man, the archery skills of the black panthers were obviously much worse.
Black Panther is best at martial arts, good at tracking the way of concealment, to be precise, are all espionage-style talents, for more than ten years, fighting skills have been practiced perfectly, single combat, against three or four big men is no problem.
Although he has occasionally practiced archery, after all, it is not the main item, and even Han Mo, including Han Mo, is not very clever in archery.
Although relying on their strong strength, the arrows shot by the black panthers were also very sharp, but not many really hit the enemy, but it was Zhu Xiaoyan, which made Han Mo amazed at this time.
Zhu Xiaoyan took arrows and shot arrows in one go, without the slightest drag, his movements were skillful, even better than the subordinates of the silver-clothed man, and his archery skills were first-class regardless of degree, strength and crosshairs.
Three arrows were fired in succession, and three masked men were knocked out, each arrow piercing the throat of the enemy, which was truly formidable and awe-inspiring.
Han Mo saw it in his eyes, opened his mouth, and was speechless in surprise, he only thought that this kid was superb in equestrianism and a character, but when he saw it now, he knew that Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills were also so powerful, it is no exaggeration to say that if the archers also have ranks, Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills are almost close to the realm of the grandmaster.
When he shoots arrows, he is calm and relaxed, his eyes are like cold stars, he is ruthless, and the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows is also extremely perfect.
When Han Mo was surprised, he was even more curious about Zhu Xiaoyan's origin.
Zhu Xiaoyan has good equestrian skills, high archery skills, and is calm, in this era, no matter which dignitary he goes to, he must be inexhaustible in brocade clothes, jade, food, wine and beauty, and most of them will get an official and a half-job.
But he is willing to perform on the streets of Donghai City, and he is even more willing to stoop to be a groom under his subordinates, what is his plan?
And all along, Zhu Xiaoyan has not been meaty, he is a vegetarian like a monk, although he is ruthless, he is also obedient to himself, and there is nothing suspicious.
Where did such a person come from, and what is it to be a mafutu?
He was in confusion when he heard the sound of weapons clashing, but it was the silver-clothed man's side that had already exchanged hands with the enemy, and nearly twenty or so skilled enemies were fighting with the silver-clothed man's subordinates like wild wolves.
The silver-clothed man was holding a silver spear and stood beside him, just looking at it coldly, and did not make a move for a while.
The enemy here has also taken advantage of the cover of the trunk of the tree, scattered to the nearest place, abandoned the bow and took the knife, and surrounded it, and Zhu Xiaoyan was still one arrow and one life, but in a moment, five people had already died under his feather arrows.
"Everyone, be careful!" Han Mo roared in a deep voice: "Xiao Zhu shoots arrows, everyone move the knife!" ”
Since Zhu Xiaoyan has superb archery skills, he naturally let him drag behind and kill people with arrows, while the black panthers are strong in hand-to-hand combat, and their archery skills are too weak, so they abandon their bows and take knives to fight with each other in hand-to-hand combat.
Han Qingwei's black panther didn't say a word, dropped his bow and arrows, pulled out his knife, like six bloodthirsty leopards, quickly and fiercely pounced on the enemy, Zhu Xiaoyan bent down and picked up the two quiver boxes that were thrown on the ground, quickly retreated behind another big tree behind, and shot arrows to cover for Han Qing and others, he seemed to have done this kind of thing before, and he was as skilled as eating, and he was extremely calm.
The attacking man in black is obviously not a weak character, they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, cooperate tacitly, when Han Qing and the others rushed out, they immediately gathered in groups of three to deal with one, the knife was bright and sharp, and the knife technique was not weak, and the two sides were in a scuffle for a while.
Although the men of the silver man were mighty, they had many enemies, and in just a few moments, one of the guards had half of his head cut off, and another had his lower abdomen cut off and fell to the ground, seriously wounded.
The silver-clothed man finally made a move, his silver spear was like a white silver dragon, his steps were light, and he stabbed at a person, and the man slashed with a sword, but before the blade touched the silver spear, he was pierced by the cold tip of the spear.
The man didn't have time to snort, and as soon as the silver-clothed man's spear was raised, his corpse flew out like a falling leaf, and the silver-clothed man's spear pierced a person's chest in the light of Huo Huo's knife.
The Tsing Yi guard, who had been guarding the silver-clothed man, followed closely behind the silver-clothed man, as if he wanted to protect the back of the silver-clothed man in case cold arrows came, but he did not engage the enemy.
Han Qing and the others are worthy of being special forces who have been trained for more than ten years, and although they do not have the absolute upper hand in the battle against the enemy, they are not at all inferior under the siege of many enemies.
Before Han Mo could make a move, a masked man who was not afraid of death came out from the side, and the big knife in his hand waved horizontally, blocking his waist and slashing at Han Mo, which was to cut Han Mo in two.
The copper rod buckled, first resisted the other party's slash, and then heard the sound of "choking", the copper stick and the big knife struck together, splashing a burst of sparks, the masked man only felt that the tiger's mouth was about to be torn apart, indescribable pain, and before he thought about it, Han Mo's copper stick had already poked it backhand, hitting the masked man's chest, and the masked man "poofed", a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the person had already flown out.
Han Mo didn't hesitate any longer, clenched the copper stick, and rushed into the battle group like a tiger.
For a while, the forest shouted and screamed, and it was actually the flesh and blood that had been killed, and there were red blood flowers floating in the air, which was strange and gorgeous.
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