Chapter 4: The Return (4)

"Of, of, of, of, ......" the sound of hurried horses' hooves broke the silence of dawn. Ｅㄟ．

A team of more than thirty horsemen and one hundred and ten war horses made their way through the woods, whistling across the green grass with a thick smell of blood.

On horseback, except for the exhausted Shi Zhonggui, everyone else was in good spirits. Although, their armor and combat boots were stained with dark green grass clippings and reddish dust.

"Phew!" Zheng Ziming pulled the reins suddenly, the iron wreak under his crotch was in pain, and he rushed out four or five feet away by inertia, before he raised his front hooves high, "Sigh shh......h

"Sigh shh......h

"Sigh shh......h

"Sigh shh......h

The neighing of horses echoed in the valley. All the brethren stopped, put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and sat upright on the saddles of their horses.

"Shunzi, take a few people to explore the way in front of the head!" Zheng Ziming waved his arm and commanded loudly. Immediately, he quickly turned his gaze to the other brothers, "Da Chun, go hunt some prey." Yongzi, go collect firewood. The others, get off the horse to recover their strength, and feed some water to the animals!"

"No!" Li Shun, Tao Dachun, and Tao Yong all bowed their hands, and then each ordered two cavalrymen as assistants and rode away. The other brothers, who were not targeted, quickly jumped off their horses and led their mounts and their spare horses with empty saddles to the stream, so that the beasts could drink heartily. From beginning to end, no one said more than half a word of nonsense.

They have become accustomed to obedience, to every word spoken by their young manager. Although the young manager is often impulsive and occasionally makes mistakes.

Over the years, Zheng Ziming has taken them from the small mountain village next to the Taihang Mountain to Dingzhou, Cangzhou, Qizhou, Jizhou, and Lanzhou, so that they can see the Yellow River, the mountains, the grassland and the sea, and see a life completely different from before.

They believe that they can go further by following Zheng Ziming. When encountering mountains and rivers, as long as they are willing, they can ignore any difficulties and obstacles.

Including this time, it's the same.

Although in the middle of the night five days ago, God swept away their boat with a flood. However, their boss quickly pulled the group out of despair and embarked on another thrilling ride. To the east, to the north, to the west, to the north, and then to the east, and then suddenly turn around and go south, five days, more than 600 miles, all the way, as if entering a no-man's land, all the Khitan tribes along the way, stirred up chickens and dogs, and a mess! The chasing soldiers who rushed from all directions were exhausted and miserable. And they themselves have so far lost less than 10% of their staff.

With sophisticated weapons, clever tactics, skillful cooperation, and superb medical skills, in the past four days or so, the big guys have made those arrogant and domineering Khitan Pi room soldiers fully understand, what kind of team in this world is worthy of being called the elite of a hundred battles? Let those elders of the Khitan tribe with big bellies fully understand, what kind of people in this world are worthy of being called heroes?

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. There is nothing more happiness in life than this. If they were not in a hurry to return to the Central Plains, the brothers even firmly believed that with the more than 100 horses and more than 30 men around them, everyone could create a new country outside the Saiwai.

Because just yesterday they passed by a Mojin tribe, but they refused the beautiful woman offered by the tribe Ejin, and paid for the horse with the silver cake they had robbed, the white old Ejin had clearly revealed his intention to follow the whole clan. There must have been more than one similar tribe in five days. If you are not in a hurry to return to the Central Plains, you will definitely encounter more and more in the future. Of course, the premise is that they can continue to win and not suffer any defeat in a short period of time.

But behind their own coach Zheng Ziming, is it really difficult to win? Everyone now has to adopt a one-hit-and-go strategy, but it is just because there are few people and there is no stable rear. If you include hundreds of Mo, Nuzhi, Muwei, and Uighur tribes under its banner, gather the youth and grain and grass of the hundreds of tribes, and fight in array with the main force of the Khitan Pi Room army on the banks of the Dahuang River......

Thousands of troops, that is the real thousands of troops! Just thinking about it, it makes people's blood boil.

"Sigh shh......h

"Sigh shh......h

"Sigh shh......h

The mounts that were drinking water also raised their heads one after another, turning their short ears and hissing incessantly.

The horse is a timid and clever animal, and its ability to perceive danger is far greater than that of humans. As long as there is a disturbance, the police will be shown in advance.

Zheng Ziming and all the brothers under his command immediately stopped busy. Take two steps in three steps to the stream and jump on horseback.

The leather shield was put on Xun's elbow, and the Wuhou crossbow was taken out of the leather bag by Xun, filled with featherless short arrows coated with poison. A series of murderous weapons such as throwing guns, iron maces, steel whips, etc., were also placed in a position at hand, and when the crossbow arrows were fired, they could be pulled out and smashed on the top of the enemy's heads.

"Crow, Tukola, shit......" At the moment when everyone had just cleaned up, along the edge of another forest not far ahead, Li Shun's own Khitan language had already been heard. Although it sounds like the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, the arrogant attitude is like a fake.

"Whoosh...... Several carved feather arrows flew past the treetops, bringing up emerald green smoke and dust.

The pursuers were impatient by Li Shun, knowing that the distance was too far, and even if the feather arrow hit the target, it would not be able to penetrate the leather armor on the target's body, but they still began to shoot indiscriminately.

"Crow, Tukela, shit, pig......" Li Shun'er made up Khitan words with homophony, and continued to provoke the other party while riding a horse to Zheng Ziming and others. The empty right hand is raised above his head, and his palm keeps waving from side to side.

"Three miles away, under the mountain nest, there are about seventy or eighty Khitan soldiers, less than a team of 100 people, and there are about twenty people chasing this wave!" Zheng Ziming's eyes shrank slightly, and he quickly read Li Shun's gesture, "Everyone, follow me!"

"Yes!" everyone agreed, tapping their legs on the stirrups at the same time.

The whole team, immediately began to add, in the gallop, pulled out a neat triangle. The sharp tip was diagonally inserted behind Li Shun and the other two brothers, just splitting them in two with the pursuers.

The Khitan warriors who were chasing and killing Li Shun'er also immediately showed the "latest enemy situation", shouted a few times, and decisively turned the horse's head. The feather arrow roared and went straight to Zheng Ziming's door.

Zheng Ziming tilted his head slightly and dodged the feather arrow. Immediately, he continued to calmly urge the war horse. "Drive, drive......"

"Ride, ride, drive......" The two teams from different regions, the language of urging the mounts is exactly the same. With a crisp shout, the two teams that were advancing high changed from about to cross diagonally in a blink of an eye to about to face each other. Each of the horses raised their heads proudly, their manes fluttering, their tails pulling straight lines in the wind.

"Whoosh...... The two armies were sixty paces apart, and the Khitans were the first to release their arrows.

The quasi-head should be said to be quite good, at least a third of the shots hit the ranks of the Cangzhou army. It's a pity that the strength is a little worse. The brethren waved their elbows at the slightest touch of the leather shields, and they all flew into the air.

"Whoosh ......"

Immediately after, the Khitans launched a second round of attacks, but still achieved nothing. The horses were running too fast, and the wind was a little strong, and after the feathered arrows offset the wind, the remaining lethality was minimal.

It was too late, but it was fast, and after two rounds of feather arrows, the distance between the two sides quickly shortened to forty paces.

"Raise your crossbow!"

"Raise your crossbow!"

"Raise your crossbow!"

The shouts suddenly sounded, starting with Zheng Ziming himself and repeating until the end of the Cangzhou army. At this time, no one thought too much, completely relying on instinct, the crossbow was held steady, aiming at the bridge of the nose between the eyes of the enemy. Steady, steady, steady!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of the break was followed by another sound. Twenty-five steps, having reached the lethal range of the crossbow arrow. Zheng Ziming decisively pulled the trigger, and then, he let go of the hand holding the crossbow handle, let it fall freely, and the leather rope tied to the tail was pulled towards the horse's hips. Immediately, holding an iron whip in each hand, he directly crashed into the crowd opposite.

Loose crossbows, draw knives, and scew horses! The brothers of the Cangzhou Army behind him moved neatly as if they had the same brain. The sharp triangular array quickly gave birth to dozens of cold teeth, roaring and crushing forward. The Khitans on the opposite side, before they reached the short encounter, were first put down by a dozen crossbow arrows, and the formation fell apart in a blink of an eye. Immediately, he was hit hard by the iron triangle that grew teeth, and in an instant, it was wiped out!