wiped out all the rebels, got three pairs of iron armor, six pairs of leather armor, and after tinkering, the iron armor was worn by Meng Jiucheng, Qiao E and Mu Yi. Originally, Meng Jiu became a pleasing to Xiaowei and wanted to give it to her, but people were disgusted and felt that wearing leather armor was more heroic.

In the era of cold weapons, the quality of armor often determines the strength of combat effectiveness. The protection against spear stabbing and hammering is certainly unsatisfactory, but it can effectively resist the damage of knife slashing and arrow shooting.

Therefore, Meng Jiucheng called Qiao E, although the two of them had high combat power, and there was also a reason why they were wearing armor.

The two of them strode onto the bridge and stood side by side, not afraid of the bandits who were approaching. The bridge deck is narrow, and there are only five ordinary bandits on the opposite side, which just gives full play to the advantage that both of them are powerful and heavy.

"I'll come first!" Without waiting for Meng Jiucheng to speak, Qiao E picked up her mace and rushed forward, her heavy footsteps making the bridge board clang.

Although the bandits on the opposite side were frightened, they could also see that there was a strong black woman running on the opposite side, and there was a leader shouting behind them, and they also shouted to themselves, raising their blades and moving quickly.

Although Qiao E started first, Meng Jiucheng's body was much more flexible than her, running a few steps and a vertical leap, which had already surpassed Qiao E. He shouted in the air, twisted his waist and arms, and stood up for his gun, stabbing the enemy in front of him. This shot is fierce and fierce, and it is a trick to break the enemy head-on in the learned marksmanship, "harrier fighting quail".

The bandit only felt a flash of cold light, the tip of the spear had reached the door, and when he hurriedly parried, he felt that the gun was heavy and unstoppable, and he did not move at all, and before he could scream, the spear had pierced into his throat, and burst out with brilliant blood.

As soon as Meng Jiucheng's feet hit the ground, his arm exerted force, and he actually carried the corpses of the bandits to the left and right, and immediately disrupted the formation of the first row.

Qiao E was only one step late, and the mace slashed down diagonally, sweeping Qianjun with full strength. One of the bandits was hit in the head and immediately smashed into a rotten watermelon.

Screaming and screaming one after another, Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E fought bravely, and there was almost no opponent.

After taking the lead, Meng Jiucheng restrained slightly, and let Qiao'e play his best, and he should fill in the gaps by the side. Although there are fewer offenses and more defenses, the spears have made them more proficient.

I saw him saving, stabbing, hitting, picking, blocking, barking, racking, and closing, the tip of the gun was shining silver, and the red light of the gun was dotted, like a dragon and a snake, flying up and down, and every time the gun was pumped, it was full of flesh and blood.

The bandits on the bridge were either stabbed to death, or knocked down under the bridge, although there were many people, the most people who could resist Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E were only five, and they couldn't give full play to the numerical advantage at all.

One row cleared, another row. Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E passed the time and moved forward step by step. The bandits' formation became tighter and tighter, those in front were killed and retreated, and those in the back were urged to move forward, and they became more and more unable to exert themselves.

With Meng Jiucheng's blocking protection, Qiao E's moves opened and closed, all with sweeping, poking, splitting, and smashing attacks, giving full play to the true meaning of martial arts of "one force to ten meetings". The bandits were not stoned to death and stabbed, but swept off a wooden bridge and fell on the river ice.

The weight of the people and corpses accumulated, and the force of the fall caused the river ice to rattle, then crack, and expand. The undead bandit ghost cried wolf and struggled in the icy water. But even those who know how to water are gradually weakened in the cold of soaking clothes.

Wei San shouted and cursed loudly on the shore, but he couldn't stop the defeat and casualties of his men. He is still quite sober and knows that there is limited space on the bridge, and no matter how many people are sent, he will not be able to give full play to his advantages, at most it will be a wheel battle.

"Mingjin retreats, bring in the archers from behind." Wei San gave the order, but in the end only a dozen people retreated from the bridge, and there were heavy casualties.

"Stop, back off." Seeing the enemy retreating, Meng Jiucheng hurriedly beckoned Qiao E to stop, and the two of them slowly retreated to the bridgehead on guard.

Wei San reorganized the bridge attack formation, using swords and shields in front and archers in the back, so arranged, it can be seen that he is also rough and strategic, and it is not comparable to Ma Si and others.

It's just that it took a lot of time to transfer and organize, Meng Jiucheng felt that the goal of frustrating the enemy's spirit had been achieved, and the key was that he got venting, so he ordered the troops to retreat first, and he and Qiao E were on guard at the bridgehead.

After the bandits were organized and attacked the bridge again, Meng Jiucheng picked up his bow and arrows, and practiced real shooting before beckoning Qiao E to get on the horse and go.

"What the!" Wei San first received a blow to the head, and when he was about to get back to the field, he punched the cotton and almost flashed his wrist, and he was extremely depressed.

It took so long, Du Qi had already caught up, and what he saw was the bloodstains on the bridge deck, the corpses in the icy water under the bridge, and most of the arrogance and excitement of his subordinates when they first set off had also been lost.

Dozens of casualties are nothing in proportion to the brigade, but the blow to morale is very heavy. Doesn't it mean that the opponent is a peasant with a hoe and a stick, and doesn't it mean that the opponent is a rabble who save chicken feathers and make up their guts? But how can we explain the fact that just two people went to war and killed so many brothers?

"The enemy first frustrates my spirit, and then retreats without a fight, does Mr. think there is a conspiracy in it?" Du Qi felt that today's battle might not be as simple and easy as he imagined, and the wooden bridge in front of him made him feel bad.

Mr. Qin touched his mustache, smiled, and said, "The general's expectations are not bad, the enemy does have a plan. According to what they can see, they are trying to lure our army into battle. There are clouds in the art of war: the right side of the mountain mausoleum, the front left water ze. It is a taboo for soldiers to form a battle against the water, but there is a saying in the art of war: fall into the place of death and then live, and put it in the place of death and survive. In the past, the overlord broke the kettle and sank the boat, and Han Xin turned his back to destroy Zhao, all of which are based on this principle. Shogun ...... Imaka "

Du Qi may not know about the destruction of the cauldron and the destruction of Zhao, but Mr. Qin's words are clear, that is, there is no problem in attacking the village with his back to the water. Moreover, it also has the benefit of boosting morale and fighting bravely.

"Trucks can be left here as a precaution." After Mr. Qin talked in the vernacular, he still put forward a relatively cautious and safe suggestion.

"Mr. Takami." Du Qi nodded in agreement, dispelled the doubts in his heart, and made a final decision.

Leaving dozens of people to guard the baggage, Du Qi led a large group of men and horses to cross the bridge, there were always more than 400 soldiers, and he felt that he was very sure of victory.

It's just that when the bandits traveled several miles and came to Wenjia Shanqian Village, they found that the opponent's arrangement was not as simple as they imagined.

The open space at the entrance of the village was only a distance of one car, and the sharp wooden sticks more than a foot long were densely packed, cutting off the possibility of a large group of people rushing up. To get over this barrier, you have to go through the simple deer barrage to enter the village. It was a small tree with a bowl mouth that had been arranged, and one side full of branches rushed out.