Hu Shan stripped off his robe in two or two, wiped his face with it, wrapped it around his left arm, picked up the long knife and stood up: "Mr. retreat, Hu Shanshang!" Ding Yi didn't say anything to refute, but after stabbing an opponent sideways, he took a half step back to let Hu Shan take his place.

This is what Ding Yi wants to see Hu Shan, as a squad commander, this is his duty, not Ding Yi to play such a role. Ding Yi did not rest after retreating, but was looking for the equipment of the fallen sergeant, the long knives that had been twisted together, and handed them to the sergeant who did not have a long soldier in his hand.

So a moment later, the nearly 100 killers heard Hu Shan's howl: "Prepare for a gun!" Anti-left stab! ”

Thin queues, short queues.

Like a levee in front of the waves, it cannot be submerged.

On four occasions, the leader who commanded the killers, that is, the thin green and sorrowful red in the White Lotus Sect, and the people in the rivers and lakes called the Red Lotus Karma Fire, thought that within three breaths, he could kill Ding Yi and others; Seven times, Hu Shan felt that he would not be able to breathe in the next moment, and he felt that he could no longer support it; But at this juncture, Ding Yi would replace the most tired sergeant and personally go up, adding a few wounds to his body and killing a few enemies.

Hu Shan has changed, he has become crazy, when he thinks that he will die again and again in a short period of time, and after surviving in front of the opponent's blade again and again, people will either feel the same as Hu Shan felt before: the next time will not be spared; Or, like Hu Shan now, he feels as if he can't be killed.

So he used all his strength to shout a very correct order: "Go!" Charge! ”

A queue of seven people, after taking down the enemy in front of them, began to trot.

Killers are not the army.

The casualties reached thirty percent, and the army that did not collapse was enough to be called an elite soldier.

The killer was not an elite soldier, but was killed by Ding Yi alone. There were no less than ten people, and their losses had already exceeded thirty percent.

If they keep attacking around Hu Shan and maintain this oppressive nature, maybe after half a burn of incense, Hu Shan and they will die of exhaustion. And these killers, who are not elite soldiers, will also achieve zuihou victory.

But when Hushan and the others began to charge, the iron laws of the battlefield took effect irrepressibly, and more than thirty percent of the casualties, not elite soldiers, would collapse.

Not only Hu Shan, they began to go crazy. Even their enemies felt that these people seemed to never be killed, and their own companions kept falling one by one, and now the other party actually began to fight back and charge, seven bare-chested enemies with their heads and faces covered in blood, like the evil spirits of the eighteenth layer of hell. That's how the sword came!

They collapsed so fast that Ding Yi was shouting: "Those who abandon their weapons and kneel on the ground will not be killed!" "Almost no one paid attention. Killers are not elite soldiers. But there is one thing that they are better at than elite soldiers, and that is to escape, especially in the scene where the location is advantageous, a killer who doesn't even choose a way out in advance is unlikely to be favored by Red Lotus Yehuo and participate in this big business.

"Stop the pursuit!" Ding Yi watched the killers flee. Stopping Hu Shan's madness, and when the seven of them came to their senses and defeated their opponents tenfold without believing that they had been ambushed, Ding Yi frowned and interrupted the cheers they were about to erupt in again. "Guard post, clean up the battlefield."

Generally speaking, killers don't bring their own money to kill, but this killer is undoubtedly extremely professional, whether it is selling soup cakes or pulling kites, maybe this is their usual way of covering up their identities, at least before they launch, even Ding Yi can't see the ingredients of disguise. Therefore, they have treasure money and broken silver on them, and they always have loose money on hand when doing business.

Therefore, more than a dozen or two pieces of broken silver were cleared, and these killers used the hidden weapons of the business family according to local conditions, such as the war spear of the sugar gourd vendor in Ding Yi's hand, there were three or four, and as for the various daggers and knives left at the scene, there were even more.

"If the long knife in your hand is unstable, change it to a long gun." Hu Shan finally entered the role, arranged two people to be on guard, and instructed the other sergeants, "Pick up that pot, go over there to get some water, boil it and cook some meat to eat...... This group of people fought to the point of almost exhaustion, if they didn't eat something, where would they have the strength to go back? Besides, who stipulates that those killers can't come back?

As soon as Ding looked at it, he nodded secretly, Hu Shan finally looked a little good. No matter how much this thing is trained, it is always empty, and it is not enough to see blood, and you have to be in front of the array to see it. They also saw blood when they were ambushed on Long Street, but it was really not a battle, there was a mental calculation or an unintentional battle, and there was a cavalry battle against foot combat. This time it was really on the battlefield, and Hu Shan's side was not a few brothers who practiced together at the beginning, and they had kung fu under their hands, but a new soldier, which could be regarded as a trained elite soldier.

After all, no one dares to touch the flour and spices that sell soup cakes, and God knows if there is poison in them? It's hard to say what this killer thing is. So he could only wash the iron pot with one ear broken, cut some meat on the dead horse, and boiled it for eating, as Hu Shan said. Although Ding Yi asked everyone to bring some salt when he was about to come out to play polo, and when he was not strong, he could mix it into salt water to drink, but the meat with salt was cooked, and no one really wanted to eat it.

The wolf in front of him is full of scattered internal organs, intestines, and corpses, although most of the blood seeps into the soil, but the blackened color makes the scene vivid, as for the smell of blood, not to mention the ones that permeate the air, just the clotted scabs on everyone's bodies, either their own blood or other people's blood, the smell is choking, who can eat the meat in the pot?

Sun Wei stood by the pot, gritted his teeth and wanted to eat something, but suddenly ran out a few steps, vomiting out a bunch of breakfast leftovers in his stomach.

The smell of vomit mixed with the smell of blood is even more disgusting.

"So disciplined?" Ding Yi retrieved his dagger, wiped it clean, walked over, and said with a smile: "You don't need to line up to sing when you eat in battle, hurry up." As he spoke, he scooped up a piece of meat and threw it on the bamboo shoot shell, cut it with a dagger, and ate it deliciously, "This meat is stewed at this time, it's not too bad, but the horse meat is really rough, let's just get some to deal with the stomach......" He spoke, and he didn't eat slowly, and after a while, the piece of meat on the bamboo shoot shell that was afraid of a pound of surplus had been eaten by one-third. This scene is really nothing to Ding Yi, as a sniper he has tried to eat in a harsher environment while lurking.

Hu Shan took a deep breath to suppress his nausea, and also learned from Ding Yi to scoop up a piece of meat, gritted his teeth and ate it: "It's all from a bitter family, and you may not be able to eat a lot of meat during the New Year, what kind of Sven is pretending?" Eat them all! Who the can't eat it, get some branches and make a broom and sweep this place......"

Now even Sun Wei, who had just vomited, hurriedly ran to get meat and eat it, come on, sweep it? Sweep the stumps all over the ground? It's better to grit your teeth and eat the meat!

It's really like what Hu Shan said, they are all children of poor families, and they are young and strong, not so delicate, in fact, they are just psychological barriers. After eating the first bite, a large pot of meat boiled by the horse's leg was eaten after a while. Sun Wei vomited before he ate it, but he actually brought a wrist knife, and wanted to cut some meat to cook it. Fortunately, Ding Yi stopped him: "Dining on the battlefield, you can't overeat, just eight points." Sun Wei just gave up.

After sorting it out, Ding Yi nodded at Hu Shan, and the latter began to prepare the whole team to return to the city, as for who arranged this killing game and how to end it, that was the event that Ding Yi considered, and it was also a matter to decide after returning to the city.

But things often don't go according to people's jihua.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance, Hu Shan listened to it, turned over and said to Ding Yi: "There is only one ride." ”

In the middle of the night, the knight came into view, Hu Shan had already ordered the six sergeants to put down the wounded, the seven people held the swords and guns in front of them, and Ding Yi found a few short-handled blades, ready to be used as throwing weapons to deal with the cavalry. But when he got closer, it was Chen San, who had burned half of his face, riding his horse that had also burned half of his face, the knife in his hand was still dripping with blood, and there were two heads tied between the saddles.

Seeing Ding Yi and Hu Shan, Chen San rolled the saddle and dismounted and reported: "Sir, senior brother, when I restrained this beast, I had run out of five or six miles, I grabbed a few passers-by, gave them the broken silver on my body, and asked them to go to Goldfish Hutong to report the news, saying that there would be a reward for going, and there would be one or two people who would go......

Ding nodded, this Chen San has a brain, and he rushed back without blood.

But it seems that the good news and the bad news are always a pair of conjoined babies who never give up, only to hear Chen San say again: "At the gate of the city, more than a dozen people came out, and the Hu people were dressed as people, and they were also coming from a distance, all carrying bows, I don't know if they were friends or enemies." When I rushed back, I met the bastards and cut a few, but only managed to pick up two heads...... They seemed to collide with those Hu riders again, and I didn't dare to delay, only to hear the screams and the shouts of the Hu people......"

This was like a hammer slamming into Ding Yi's heart.

Could it be that because of his arrival, the battle between Daming and Warat will happen in advance?

"Sir!" Hu Shan hugged Ding Yi and asked nervously, "How do you feel?" Is there too much blood loss? ”

The word excessive blood loss was learned from Ding Yi, but Ding Yi didn't hear it right, how could it be like the words during the greeting of the female compatriot Tianhua...... As soon as the waist pole stood up straight, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, although there is a natural disadvantage to riding on foot, but if you want to leave us here, you can't!" ”

"Fight!" "Fight!" "These seven or eight people have just repelled nearly a hundred killers with outnumbered people, and they are really imposing, and they all responded to Ding Yi's words, and no one retreated.

Ding Yi shook his head and quickly overturned his judgment, impossible, even if the Ming Dynasty and Wara started a war in advance, those Hu people should flee to the north, not to the southeast. However, a dozen horsemen are still a problem for these seven or eight remnants.

No matter how imposing it is, the battle always has to be fought, and riding on foot is a disadvantage; Fewer people are more disadvantaged than more people; The other party came with a bow, and there was no weapon for long-range confrontation on his side, which was even more of a disadvantage! (To be continued......)