Don't think that you will lead the enemy into an ambush circle, Daming's arrows and firecrackers are equipped with an automatic identification system for friend and foe, and you will only greet the enemy, and your own people will be unharmed. It was all an indiscriminate covering attack, especially Ding Yi, who was very familiar with the battle examples, knew that this ambush was an ambush with a firecracker, and God knows if this plate armor could reach the level of plate armor that could withstand musket bullets in the early Renaissance of the West?

Ding Yi reached into the leather pouch in front of the saddle and shouted with all his might: "Thunder! ”

"Ray!" The eight disciples echoed in unison, and Ding Yicai realized that three horses had fallen behind, and at this time he didn't care much, and his iron gloved hands groped out a rope in the leather bag somewhat sluggishly, and pressed the sealing wax on the fuse, and there was a drop of water in the wax, and there was a small white phosphorus in the water, and as soon as the wax was broken, the white phosphorus was pressed on the rope head of the fuse.

The movements of the nine people at this time could not be said to be free, and there was no way to be so tragic in the rain of arrows, desperately pulling the long fuse out, and Zuihou even pulled out the grenade and threw it back. It's not throwing, throwing, throwing, it's skimming. In the face of life and death, only fools pretend to be forced.

Behind was a series of bowstring sounds, together like a crack brocade tearing silk, Ding Yi knew that the second wave of arrow rain was coming, he hurriedly bowed down and shouted: "Prepare to abandon the horse!" "In fact, even if the man on the grassland, wearing such a heavy armor, can't play any tricks on a horse that is galloping as hard as he can.

It's just that Du Ziteng is a little mentally prepared, once the war horse dies with an arrow, at least he can kick the horse pedal, and when he falls, he can stretch and contract his body, so as not to be injured or crushed when he lands - in fact, he is also doing his best, and the thousands of iron horsemen behind, as long as they fall off the horse, they are waiting to be trampled into a steel sandwich.

"Ray!" Before the rain of arrows fell, Ding Yi shouted again.

This is the second and Zuihou very copycat spontaneous fire grenade.

Because the horses carried by the war horses were originally Hercules. The weight plus the weight of the armor, as well as the riding spear, the kite shield, and the two grenades are already considered a hundred pounds, and it is impossible to add more

In the second rain of arrows, two of the three war horses that were hit by the arrow did not fall, although they were hit by the arrow again, but it was probably because the position of the arrow was in the buttocks, so that the two war horses, who were about to run at any time, burst out of their life potential under severe pain, and actually crossed Ding Yi and galloped madly.

But Du Ziteng's luck was very bad. His horse was scratched by the arrow cluster on the leg after the first wave of arrows, and in the second wave of the smaller wave of arrows, he was extremely unlucky enough to be hit by more than ten arrows, and almost the back half of his body was shot like a hedgehog. Fortunately, Du Ziteng has been training for most of this year. Accustomed to obeying orders, Ding Yi shouted "Ready to abandon the horse". And he kicked it. So though he fell off the horse. Fortunately, he was not pressed by the war horse, and at this time, the Wara cavalry behind him was less than eighty paces away, Du Ziteng hurriedly crawled, trying to take off the kite-shaped shield from behind the saddle of the war horse that was still twitching, he didn't think at all, facing thousands of cavalry. What's the use of that shield?

But the weight of the whole body armor was no joke, he crawled on the ground several times, but moved a few inches; If you had fallen face up just now, you wouldn't have been able to move even these few inches.

"Don't be afraid." I don't know when. Ding Yilerma stopped beside him, stretched out his hand to him, and with the help of horsepower, pulled him up, but said to him, "Help me." He moved his legs and got off the horse with difficulty, and before Du Ziteng could speak, Ding Yi said, "Can you climb on the horse?" No? Good. He reached out and took off the kite-shaped shield from behind the black saddle with four hooves stepping on the snow, and handed it to Du Ziteng, "Don't be afraid. As he spoke, he patted the black horse lightly and taught it to go on its own.

Who knew that the horse was neighing, but he refused to go, stuck out his tongue, and licked Ding Yi's metal mask.

"You! Get out! Ding Yi didn't care about any bearing, pulled away the dark horse hard, and scolded, "Do you suffer from Stockholm syndrome?" It's been less than two days since Lao Tzu snatched you, what are you doing by Lao Tzu's side? It's really a ride! The horse listened, and Yang Neighed, but he still came to lick Ding Yi.

"Sir......" Du Ziteng was a little trembling, the Warat people were less than sixty steps away from them, that is, about a hundred meters, if they used arrows, they could shoot about one more time, that is, the so-called three arrows in battle, and then the other party would kill him, and he was about to enter the white-knuckle battle. If he had this armor, he would not be afraid of going on a cavalry alone, but now the other party is in the thousands, and I don't know how many cavalry there are!

Ding Yi didn't comfort him anymore, although it seemed that Du Ziteng would collapse at any time, some things need to be experienced by himself, no matter how hard the armor is, it can't protect the cowardly heart, and no matter how strong the knife and gun are, it needs a stable hand. He can stay and accompany Du Ziteng to his death, which is called a comrade-in-arms; But he won't be a psychological nanny for Du Ziteng.

This horse, the four-hoofed snow horse refused to go, Ding Yi pulled its reins, pulled it over, and pulled out a cigarette roll of haode tea that had long been rolled in the leather bag behind the saddle and a fire fold, but after blowing the coals, he found that half of the cigarette was red, I don't know when, the blood sprayed by the enemy during the fight splashed into the skin.

The Warat Tartars were still forty paces away from them, and no one took the bow and shot them flat with heavy arrows, because there was no point, not only the shooting accuracy of the flat shot was only a dozen steps, that is, about thirty meters, but also looked at the clusters of arrows that bounced off Ding Yi's body, which made these Warats doubt whether the bow and arrow could kill the Akin Rakshasa .

They subconsciously prefer to believe in the scimitar, sharp axe, and mace in their hands, and if this can't make the Akbang Rakshasa lie down, then use the horse's hooves to trample the Akuma Rakshasa into meat sauce! Thousands of horses' hooves have always been invincible on the grassland, whether it is wolves or tigers, they can't resist.

Ding Yi threw away the red-stained cigarette and found another one, but the same one was no different.

Warat Tatars were only twenty meters away from them, and Ding Yi lit the cigarette roll of tea.

The Varats on their horses, their dirty beards, and their burnt teeth with their open mouths were clearly visible.

Ding Yi took a deep breath of his cigarette and pulled out two knives again.

"Boom! Boom! "The fuse of the nine grenades dropped for the first time burned to the end.

Nine flowers of death erupted between the dense ranks of the thousands of Varat soldiers in pursuit, and nearly three thousand prefabricated fragments flew through the air, passing through any obstacle in their fateful path, both men and horses, until they had exhausted all the kinetic energy given by the gunpowder.

The forward horses of the Warats were frightened and stopped their steps, and the cavalry was swept away innumerable; There are also people who stand up and kick around. and then like a headless fly, the whole front is thrown into disarray; There were people who had fallen off their horses and were trampled by the hooves of their comrades...... In fact, the people of this explosion have gradually become accustomed to it, especially after the night when Ding Yi led his eight disciples to camp.

It's not that they suddenly understand the molecular formula of black powder, but they are mentally prepared that if they fight against Abang Rakshasa, they may encounter heavenly thunder, so the Warats are not too panicked.

But the horses were still frightened, they had not been trained to acclimatize to the battlefield.

Ding Yi let go of the Varat cavalry who rushed to kill, and cut off his hand holding the knife sideways, Ding Yi's knife never missed, and did not dance into a ball of light. But with every knife he handed out, blood burst out, and all he did was shuttle between horses, and then handed out the knife in his hand.

There is no legend about the elves in the eastern shijie, according to the Ming army ambush soldiers in the ambush circle after the battle: he is like a ghost. A terrible ghost who asks for his life, walking through thousands of troops and horses according to a certain rhythm. Each flash took the lives or souls of several Warats.

Actually, it's not so exaggerated. Ding Yi only cut down five Warat cavalry; Du Ziteng hacked two to death; The black horse, which had four hooves of snow and stomped a war horse and a cavalryman on its horse, with its hind hooves, and neither he nor it got up again.

The difference is that Du Ziteng's whole body armor was stabbed or roded seven or eight times at this moment, and there were several obvious dents, but Ding Yi never received a blow.

Then the grenades of the second round also exploded, and again the bloom of nine flowers of death. This time, it was the explosion between the confusion of the first explosion and the position of Ding Yi. For a while, Ding Yi and the pursuers appeared in a buffer zone of about forty paces.

In the midst of it were moaning men and twitching horses.

There are still dozens of riders wandering. They subconsciously stayed away from Ding Yi, and did not dare to approach the headquarters that was still in chaos forty paces away, because they were afraid that the nobles of the tribe would think that they were cowardly and kill them first. There were a dozen or so walking horses, saddled around Ding Yi, and they had lost their masters.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded behind Ding Yi and Du Ziteng, and the sound of heavy arrows breaking through the air made the dozens of hesitant Warat cavalry feel frightened.

Four or five people died quickly, under the heavy arrows of Jeddah, and at a distance of about thirty meters in ten steps, the nickname of the Condor Archer was definitely not a joke. Soon three or four men died at the hands of Jeddah's arrows, and they broke down and rode towards the edge of the battlefield.

"Master!" Gilda rolled the saddle and dismounted, and knelt down beside the four-hoofed snowhorse, and Ding Yi did not care about being polite at this time, stepped on Gilda's outstretched and folded hands, and turned on the horse's back with his help; And Xiao Yi's strength seems to be much greater than that of Jeddah, almost holding the war horse that arched Du Ziteng into an empty saddle.

Without uttering any heroic slogans or pretending to be forced, they took advantage of the chaos of the Warats and rushed forward at all costs.

The confusion of the Warat army quickly subsided, and the Warat army, which was pressed up from behind, was persuaded to retreat to both sides one by one with knives and leather whips.

This time, it was not thousands of horsemen who came up, but tens of thousands of iron horses.

Elite Warat cavalry, professional soldiers.

And leading them was Yexian's younger brother, Burro, known as the iron-necked marshal.

He rushed over in order to kill Ding Yi.

No matter how Badama dissuaded him, and no matter how Boyan Timur shared with him: once the war is unsuccessful, the benefits of cooperating with Ding Yi.

"He has become a nightmare on the prairie." Brow said to Yexian, "Even if he doesn't spend, he must die!" As for the benefits, the good men on the grassland rely on good horses, quick knives, and strong bows to get what they want! Only the cowardly Ming Dog will play with those conspiracies! ”

I didn't speak at first, and not speaking is sometimes a statement.

Bro made a special trip to kill Ding Yi, and brought 10,000 iron horsemen to kill Ding Yi. (To be continued......)

PS: I owe you a chapter, I remember, let me code, try to pay off the debt at 11 o'clock in the evening!