Chapter Eighty-Six: Shock

"Ahh

Followed by the cold order of the middle-aged man, it was the mournful wail of his subordinates, and the turn of Miao Cuihua and the others saw a scene that was even more bloody, two people with broken arms were lying on the ground and rolling, and the bloody broken arms fell to the ground at will, and even the five fingers of the broken arms could be clearly seen slightly stretched and flexed, but their owners, because of the unbearable pain, shouted out their throats.

Everyone was stunned, including those middle-aged people who were already ready to go, only Ding Li was moving in the field, his vigorous figure wandered between several people, blood was everywhere, but it was always flying around Ding Li, but it did not stain Ding Li's clean clothes that he had only changed in the morning, and it seemed that even the blood was a little reluctant.

Everything happened too quickly, and after everyone reacted one after another, there were only five people left around the middle-aged man, except for the four guys with knives on his body, the other one's original full short bow had been loosened a lot, when Ding Li's eyes turned to him, the frightened five fingers were loosened, and the feather arrow that had been on the bowstring for a long time was shot out, but it was too weak, Ding Li only used the short dagger in his left hand to flick it slightly, and there was no even any sound, and it fell to the ground.

Immediately after that, the man screamed, threw the short bow in his hand to the side, and wanted to turn around and run away, although he didn't see how the companion next to him died, but he knew very well in his heart that it was all killed by Ding Li alone, facing Ding Li, for him, it was more terrifying than facing a devil, making his two legs like a thousand catties, extremely heavy.

"Great, sir, help, help me." threw himself into the arms of his master, as if only he could save himself, but he was cold and cold, and he suddenly sobered up and then frowned, looking at the extremely familiar face of the ruler with an incredible face, and at the same time that the sharp pain hit his heart, he saw that the lips of the master in front of him moved, but they were two words that made him feel more pain, and they were extremely cold: "Waste!" ”

"Deserter, death!" The middle-aged man spit out a sentence and pushed the subordinates in front of him away, and this sentence seemed to be more like saying to the four remaining people around him.

Hearing this, the four of them were shocked, looked at each other, and no longer hesitated, and rushed to Ding Li on the opposite side with a knife.

Seeing this, Ding Li raised his knife to meet him without fear, but as soon as he took a step, there was a series of sounds of breaking the sky behind him, only to feel that the air in his ears was torn apart, and he even caught a glimpse of three cold lights flashing in succession.

And looked at the four people in front of him again, one of them was no longer moving, and even more wide-eyed, slowly fell down, all of them were shot in the chest, and there was no need to think that it was also done by the two people holding crossbows in the dart team.

The other person was even worse, the whole person was pierced by a spear made of wrought iron, and even pushed backwards by a huge force, and it was not that he stood firmly, but because the spear was firmly nailed to the grass. And the body, which was rapidly disappearing from life, slowly slashed down the barrel of the gun as the blood soaked the barrel of the gun, but during this time, the mouth let out all kinds of extremely hoarse screams that made people feel creepy.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one person left in front of Ding Li, that person had long lost military law in his mind, only the fear of death in his eyes, his legs couldn't stop trembling, and even his arms holding the knife were trembling, although he wanted to stabilize his arms, but he couldn't control his body at all.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

With two brief piercing sounds, two blood mist rose from the man's throat and chest, and a thumb-sized silver-white flying knife was pierced from the wound, but now it was completely stained red by blood, and the man, with his eyes full of despair, slowly collapsed to the ground.

"You, you! How, how could it be?! The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, one moment he was still dreaming of himself, but the reality of the next second was cruel to him, and he still couldn't figure out what was wrong with his plan.

In his plan, Miao's dart game is only more than 20 people, and his side can shoot nearly half of them in a round of sneak attacks, and he has a complete advantage in terms of numbers, plus the follow-up reinforcements, there is no reason for his side to fail at all! But the reality is just the opposite, and now there is no corpse in front of him that belongs to those dart masters of the Miao dart game, but those people he brought, and all of them fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to come back to his senses completely, Ding Li unceremoniously stepped forward and slapped the other party to the ground, and then grabbed the back of the opponent's neck collar with one hand, as if carrying a chicken, and strode towards Miao Cuihua. Then he snorted, held the other party with both arms a little harder, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, he threw the middle-aged man out of the carriage wall, and then raised his head to remind Miao Cuihua and Li Shan, who were stunned in place: "Sister Miao!" Li Dart Head! What are you doing in a daze! Behind it is the enemy! Hurry up and discuss with Na Huo Er, everyone will fight the enemy together! ”

"Yes, yes! Li Darthead, quick, hurry up and Huo Er will explain the situation! Miao Cuihua, who came out of the shock, was still a little incoherent, so she had to hand over the task to the big dart head beside her, and then turned around and jumped to the ground, her face was a little embarrassed, and she didn't dare to raise her head to thank Ding Li: "Ali, thanks to you this time!" You are simply the benefactor of our entire Miao dart game! Just now, those words that persuaded you to leave. ”

"Huh! Sister Miao, you are so polite! Don't do that! Seeing this, Ding Li immediately felt a little big, he was not a Sven person, how could he stand this, hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, and joked with a smile: "I want to thank Sister Miao for the sausage, otherwise, I am hungry, maybe I will faint before I do it!" ”

"Hahaha!"

Ding Li's words suddenly caused a burst of laughter, and the surrounding atmosphere eased a lot, everyone looked at Ding Li's gaze again, there was already more admiration and gratitude, and the dart masters also hurried to Ding Li to offer good, lest the weapon in the other party's hand not take advantage of it, and they were eager to give the best guy in their hands to Ding Li, they also all knew that now the core of the entire dart team is not only Miao Cuihua and the two dart heads, and even the three of them combined, the weight in everyone's hearts is already a little lighter than Ding Li, At least, in the midst of the battle that is about to befall right now.

With the middle-aged man as the culprit, Huo Lang, the second leader of Huojialing, quickly understood what the whole thing had happened, and he was not a person who cared about anything, not to mention that Li Shan had patted his chest just now and made a guarantee, the nine cars originally belonged to Huojialing, and the Miao Dart Bureau did not take a penny, and even the deposit received in advance this time was returned.

Of course, all this is not Li Shan's generosity, nor can it be said that he is kind, and he also has his own small abacus, after all, the cavalry team in the rear is already close at hand, and he must pull the group of people in Huojialing, otherwise, even if he has Ding Li, the 'god general', to help, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape defeat, and it is unknown how many people can escape death in the end.

Huo Lang didn't have any opinion on this, as soon as these things started because of their Huo Jialing, according to the rules of their Jianghu people, they had to participate in this matter. Second, although the Miao Dart Bureau promised to return the nine truckloads of goods in full, they could not take the goods away without repelling the pursuers in front of them. What's more important is the third point, his power is equal to Miao's dart game, but no matter which side faces that cavalry team alone, it is absolutely difficult to support it alone, and the only way is to work together to resist.

The two sides had a common goal, driven by interests, morality and future reputation, they hit it off at the moment, and soon recruited the Huo Jialing brothers behind them to the camp of the dart team.

On one side, and when the number of both sides is equal, the defending side has a certain advantage, especially with the middle-aged man as a hostage in his hand. From Huo Lang's mouth, I learned that this middle-aged man was a steward of the Tianfu Mansion with a high status, and the specific identity was unknown, only that his identity was unusual.

Soon, the nine wagons were lined up in front of everyone, and there was a gap in the middle for two horsemen to enter and exit, but here, two rows in front and back, a total of ten men armed with spears, were gathered to defend against the possible cavalry charge of the other side.

The equipment of those people in Huojialing is much better than that of Miao's dart game, after all, they are green forest heroes who don't care about the top and bottom, and half of them are equipped with short crossbows alone, and the bow equipped is a short riding bow that surprises Miao Cuihua and others even more.

Although the quality is not excellent, it is an easier riding bow to fire on horseback, and it is by no means comparable to an ordinary foot bow. And the short crossbow, is the Miao dart bureau those people do not dare to think on weekdays, although today's Tang Dynasty is not peaceful, but the crossbow is still strictly forbidden by the government, their dart bureau is doing legitimate business, categorically do not dare to be equipped on a large scale, the only two, weekdays are still East Tibet Tibet, only the kind of life-saving situation just now dare to take out the use.

"It's coming soon, how do you fight?" After setting up the formation, several people were dumbfounded, all of them were from the rivers and lakes, and they had no less than fighting, killing and killing, but when it was their turn to fight in a regular battle, they all seemed to have no brains, and they were even more wide-eyed.

"Ali, tell me about it?" When Miao Cuihua's gaze swept over Ding Li, her eyes lit up, and her slightly surprised gaze was mixed with a hint of encouragement and expectation.

"Me?" Ding Li didn't expect to have his own business at all, he was immediately stunned, and then his head shook like a rattle: "I can't!" I haven't beaten it, I haven't seen it! Absolutely not, let's do it! ”

It's not that Ding Li is modest or unwilling to help the other party, this is completely his big truth, if you want to let him take a group of people to fight with the gang, it is indeed not a problem, even if he doesn't bring people, Ding Li will not feel any difficulty.

But now let him command a battle, although the number is small, but just now everyone has learned from the middle-aged population that the cavalry team is really cavalry, it is a cavalry that has undergone strict training, and it was on the battlefield!

"Huh! Take one step at a time! We still have an advantage! Huo Lang saw that there was nothing he could do, but the rumbling sound of the cavalry's horses' hooves stepping on the ground was already in his ears, so he simply waved his hand and threw out a word without conscience.

"But, I think..." Seeing that everyone was suddenly a little timid, Ding Li turned his gaze, and finally stopped at the middle-aged man, and at the same time, his voice also regained the attention of others, and then Ding Li smiled evilly, smiled at the middle-aged man next to him, and chuckled and sentenced the other party to death: "Put him in front, you should be able to resist the enemy's first volley, right?" ”