The old soldiers glanced at Song Yun in some surprise, with such a calm demeanor, there was no panic in their eyes, but they didn't look like rookies who had never been on the battlefield.

It's weird, but it's a good thing now.

"See, this young man, I taught it!" A scar-faced veteran next to him smirked and threw over a war knife.

This scarface is called Lao Wen, a deputy of the infantry knife battalion, and the martial arts realm of a third-order samurai, which is considered strong among these dozens of people.

Lao Li Tou has his own patrol tasks and is often not in the city, so if Song Yun wants to practice martial arts, he has to find those old soldiers who happen to be fine, and use a few salted duck eggs as a reward to pull people to the martial arts arena to guide.

After practicing martial arts for a year, there are seven or eight people who can be regarded as his enlightenment teachers, and this Lao Wen is one of them.

The sound of horses' hooves became clearer and clearer, and the Jingguo cavalry was approaching.

An old soldier urged: "Go, disperse quickly, and go to the houses on both sides." ”

Scar-faced Lao Wen patted Song Yun on the shoulder, "Follow me, don't panic later, you can cut whoever I ask you to cut." ”

Lao Li Tou held his stomach with his left hand and a knife in his right hand, standing next to Song Yun, seemingly wanting to take care of the young man who was on the battlefield for the first time.

Two other old soldiers, both armed with swords and bows, also followed.

The five of them formed a makeshift team and entered an empty room next to them.

"Shoot the arrows!" Old Wen shouted.

On both sides of the street, more than a dozen old soldiers poked their heads out of the windows at the same time, and opened their bows and fired angrily.

Whoosh ...... The streets are dotted with arrows.

Jingguo's cavalry was also prepared, taking out a small round shield for defense. However, these experienced soldiers knew that they had few people on their side and that scattered arrows would not be effective, so they only concentrated the first three enemies.

More than a dozen sharp arrows came from both sides of the street, knocking the three cavalrymen and horses in the front row to the ground.

The cavalry that followed behind also tripped and fell into the street one after another.

The old soldiers hurried to draw their arrows to make up for them, but the cavalry reacted quickly, and immediately retreated behind their horses, while giving way to the middle.

The streets of the Anxc district were wide, and three horsemen were not enough to block the road, and soon another column of cavalry rushed up, raised their riding swords, and slashed at the archery pawn through the window.

The pawns only had time to release a wave or two of arrows before they were forced to crouch under the window.

Kacha Kacha ...... The window frames, along with the window paper, were all cracked off by the sword, and the windows on both sides of the street were all open.

Another column of cavalry galloped by, with a bow in hand, and took the opportunity to shoot arrows into the house.

"Squat, don't show your head." Lao Li pulled Song Yun, and the two squatted in the corner of the door together.

Two arrows flew overhead, puff nailed to the inner wall.

Lao Wen squatted on the other side of the door and gestured to Lao Li, signaling him to guard the door.

As for the two old men with bows, they were already hiding in the back room, ready to shoot at the Jing soldiers who entered the door.

Song Yun tore off his sleeve and tied the wound on Lao Li's head.

This won't stop the bleeding, but at least it will prevent the intestines from coming out.

Lao Li patted his chest and said that he could still fight, so that Song Yun could rest assured.

Soon, the sound of turning over and falling off the horse sounded outside the house.

The hand-to-hand hand-to-hand battle is about to begin.

Song Yun clenched the war knife in his hand.

Although he hasn't practiced swordsmanship much, with his realm, he can also exert good combat power by replacing swords with swords.

Although the cultivation is gone, the memory is still there, and the experience and skills of the battle cannot be lost.

There was a loud bang, and the door was violently kicked open, the pivot broke, and the door panel slammed to the ground.

Whoosh, the two old guards in the back room immediately got up and fired their arrows.

The arrow flew out of the door, but it missed.

The person who kicked the door did not enter the house, but retreated as soon as possible.

At the same time, the sound of strings sounded outside the window, and several Jing soldiers began to shoot arrows into the house, preventing Lao Li and the others from standing up.

The two sides exchanged fires, the number of old soldiers was smaller, and the arrows were almost used up, and soon the fire was muted.

Jing Bing shot a few more rounds inside.

Under the cover of the missing arrow, someone began to creep into the house.

Although the footsteps were deliberately restrained, several people in the room were veterans of the battlefield, and they had been paying attention, and they had already heard it, and they were ready to hold the knife.

As soon as a Jing soldier entered the house, Lao Wen rushed up against the wall, bypassed the small round shield at a tricky angle, and stabbed the Jing soldier in the waist.

Then another Jing soldier squeezed in, and Lao Li Tou immediately stabbed from under the oblique.

However, the injury in the abdomen made his hand speed a little slower, and his strength was weaker, and Jing Bing successfully blocked it with a shield.

The knife stabbed at the shield and slashed open.

When Lao Wen heard this voice, he immediately realized that it was not good.

If you can't kill all the enemies who enter the gate at the first time, then the gate will be close to being lost, and the Jing soldiers behind will rush in one after another.

There are hundreds of cavalry outside, and it is really hard to fight, and it is difficult for the veterans to fight.

"You old bastard, pit man!" Lao Wen couldn't help but breathe.

Lao Li Tou was also anxious, and swung his knife again to slash upward.

Jing Bing just used brute force to push the shield, and then pushed Lao Li Tou and the people with knives away.

"It's over, I'm coming in." Lao Wen's face turned pale.

The next moment, I heard a snort, and the knife light flashed against the ground, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Jing Bing screamed miserably, and his body fell directly.

"This—" Everyone inside and outside the house was shocked.

It was Song Yun who saw the opportunity and risked falling to the ground with a knife, and the blade slashed through the lower edge of the shield, cutting off Jing Bing's feet and neck.

A knife was made, but at the same time his body was exposed in the doorway.

The Jing soldiers outside immediately shot arrows in this direction.

"Be careful!" Lao Li Tou exclaimed.

Song Yun kicked with both feet quickly, kicked the door frame to borrow strength, and slid to Lao Wen's side with his body, narrowly avoiding a few arrows.

Falling to the ground, taking out the knife, kicking the door frame, and sliding away, this series of actions is calculated, and it seems to be dangerous, but in fact it is easy to play.

He even dragged a shield from the ground with his left hand.

"Good boy!" Lao Wen looked surprised and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that your ability to adapt to the situation in battle is stronger than most veterans." ”

"He is a good seedling, a natural warrior!"

As he spoke, he glared at Lao Li Tou on the other side and motioned him not to drop the chain again.

Lao Li Tou snorted twice, probably feeling a little embarrassed, so he changed to holding a knife with both hands, his eyes widened, and he was ready to go all out next.

The two Jing soldiers who fell at the door were dragged out, and the old soldiers did not stop them.

Now that the outside is full of enemies, and there is only a wall between the two sides, the five people inside the house must not easily show their heads.

After two people were seriously injured, Jing Jun outside also felt that it was tricky, and he didn't continue to rush in for a while, dripping and muttering, not knowing what he was discussing.

Song Yun quietly hid by the wall, frowning and thinking.

The illusion was more real than he could have imagined.

If it was the same as in memory, it would have been fine, but the situation has deviated from reality, developing towards a completely different trajectory, and I don't know what the outcome will be.

It is also unknown whether the [Takeo Zhencheng] system can be activated.

This level of illusion, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the effect of the heaven-level illusion, but I didn't expect it to be only used as a test for the sixth layer of the collection tower.

And that's not the weirdest part.