The warning gong sounded, and when Guo Fan went up the wall, other people in the pier had already surrounded him.

"It's Beijung!"

Someone looked nervous and tensed his body and said, "Why haven't the beacon smoke been lit in other places?"

"Light a cigarette!"

Ma Chao yelled, and immediately someone hurried.

Not long after, a thick smoke rose straight into the air at Boryeong pier, and after a while, the surrounding piers followed suit.

Guo Fan didn't say anything, he kept looking out of the pier.

On the grassland, ginger cows are driving horses to gallop.

Behind him, a Beijung man armed with a scimitar was riding a horse in pursuit, shouting uncertainly.

Further back, smoke and dust billowed out, and another seven or eight Beirong people howled and screamed, driving away more than a dozen people from Daliang.

There were also some plundered cattle, sheep, chariots and horses, which were also mixed in.

"It's the merchants!"

Ma Chao's eyes were sharp, and he immediately recognized some of the people who were driven away: "No wonder they haven't come to trade, it turns out that they have been taken away by the Beirong people." ”

"Captain A!"

Jiang Hu looked flustered, and said hurriedly to Guo Fan: "Will my brother be okay, I'll go down and open the door first." ”

"What door to open?"

Ma Chao yelled at him: "Open the door, what should these Beirong soldiers do if they take the opportunity to rush in?"

"When the time comes, everyone in the pier will accompany your brother to die!"

The door of the pier platform is not open when it is opened, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Off, just as easy!

"No...... No. ”

Jiang Hu's face turned pale, he shook his head hurriedly, and looked at Guo Fan: "With the first chief here, we will be fine." ”

"These Beijung people are all in armor, but they are no ordinary soldiers. ”

Ma Chao shook his head, stretched out his hand and pointed outward, and said, "The worst ones on their bodies are all studded cotton armor, although there are not many people, they are all the elite of Beirong." ”

"How are we going to fight them?"

"Liu Tou alone?"

Ma Chao roared.

Most of the Beirong people are short and strong, skilled in equestrianism and horse attacking, and they are well-fed and diligent, and their individual strength far exceeds that of the border army.

The ten Beirong riders tortured and killed hundreds of cavalry of the border army, which is also heard repeatedly.

Over time, the bravery and good fighting of the Beirong soldiers became more and more outrageous here in the border army.

Speaking of Beirong soldiers, there is a tendency to demonize.

On the battlefield, often before contact, the Liang side is already timid.

That's how the horse is in the morning!

"What then?"

Jiang Hu looked flustered, and reached out to pull Guo Fan's sleeve: "Captain A, you must save my brother." ”

"Let go!"

Guo Fan's voice sank, shook his hand and shook off Jiang Hu, and said, "Don't worry, wait until they get closer." ”

At this time, Jiang Niu and the chasing soldiers had already driven their horses to a position hundreds of steps close to Baoning Dun.

The panic on Jiang Niu's face was clearly visible, and although he tried his best to whip the horse, his speed did not increase.

Underneath him was nothing more than an inferior horse, which could not be compared to the elite horsemen of the Beijung behind him.

The Beirong man looked up at Baoning Dun, smiled cruelly on his face, and accelerated his horse to chase after him.

He wielded a scimitar in his hand, kept shouting in his mouth, showing off his might and his attitude was very arrogant.

And depending on the situation, he was deliberately going to behead Jiang Niu off his horse near Baoning Dun to humiliate the people here.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Guo Fan couldn't help but snort coldly, and reached out to hold the spear in Ma Chao's hand.

"Babbling ......"

Approaching Baoning Dun for a hundred steps, the Beirong people danced and roared, and the blade was less than two arms away from Jiang Niu.

Eighty steps, the Beirong people smiled smugly.

Sixty steps.

Jiang Niu's face was desperate, and when he looked back, the shiny blade had been raised, slashing at his neck.

Finished!

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound.

Jiang Niu's body trembled, touched his neck, his head was still there, and there was no pain in his neck.

He blinked subconsciously, and saw that on the chest of the Beirong soldier behind him, there was an extra spear at some point.

The spear went down from top to bottom, directly penetrating the heart of the Beirong soldiers, and the tail of the spear still trembled lightly in front of him.

The scimitar in the hands of the Beijung people was raised high, but it could never fall.

His hideous face was full of horror and disbelief in his eyes.

On the wall of Baoning Pier, Guo Fan slowly withdrew his palm, and everyone around him was fanatical.

More than sixty steps.

This is a place that many archers can't reach, and the captain can throw a gun and kill people with his bare hands!

What kind of power is this?

"Boom ......"

The horse neighed, and directly knocked the Beirong soldiers to the ground.

Jiang Niu was stunned, suddenly pulled the reins and turned over and dismounted, and at the same time pulled out his waist knife and pounced on the corpse of the Beirong man.

"What is he going to do?"

Guo Fan frowned puzzled.

At this time, the bridge had been lowered in the pier, and Jiang Niu had time to escape safely, but he stopped.

"Liu Tou. ”

Ma Chao replied: "The heads of the Beirong people are valuable goods, and the cheapest ones are worth ten taels!"

"This person has armor on his body, and if he can get a waist card or something like that can prove his identity, it will cost twenty or thirty taels of silver. ”

Guo Fan understands.

In order to deal with the Beirong people, Daliang did not hesitate to reward military achievements.

As long as you kill the enemy, you will have official positions and silver taels!

Similarly, the generous reward also caused the border army to kill good and risky people to prevail, and some people even took pride in dressing up women as Beirong men.

After all, the real Beirong people are difficult to kill, and fake ones are not easy to do?

Two years ago, it was even revealed that thousands of households in the guard station had killed a Liang person in a walled city, in exchange for meritorious service by posing as Beirong soldiers.

Although this matter was exposed, it was obviously more exposed!

In the middle of his thoughts, Jiang Niu had already cut off the man's head.

Then he wrapped his clothes and touched the corpse a few times, and then turned around and ran towards the suspension bridge.

And the changes here also alarmed the Beirong soldiers who drove the Daliang people in the rear.

Two of them shouted, gave up the cattle and sheep they were driving, turned around and rode their horses and galloped towards this direction.

"Whew!"

Before the men and horses arrived, several sharp arrows had already fallen in the distance.

I have to say that the Beirong people are indeed skilled in bowing horses, and any two people can maintain a certain degree of accuracy at this speed.

Jiang Niu, who was close to the suspension bridge, couldn't dodge, and his left leg was grazed by a sharp arrow.

He screamed, staggered on his feet, and ran forward a few steps, but finally fell to the ground.

"Brother!"

On the wall, Jiang Hu yelled wildly.

"Hoo ......"

With a flower in his ears, a figure had jumped down.

"Liu Tou!"

Ma Chao yelled, his face anxious and flustered.

"Peng!"

The wall is more than a foot long, and smoke and dust rise after it lands.

Guo Fan's legs were slightly bent, his feet exerted force, and his body suddenly rushed out of the smoke and dust, pounced on the two Beirong riders.

"Ephem!"

The two Beijung men looked angry and opened their mouths to roar, first drawing arrows and firing angrily, and then brandishing scimitars and rushing towards them.

In their opinion.

A man with no armor dared to face two elite Beirong riders, this is looking for death!

The flickering cold light of the scimitar blessed the horse's forward power, which was enough to easily cut off a stake.

They want to let this mantis arm be used as a car girder and divide the body on the spot.

to be able to vent the hatred in my heart!

"Ding......

Guo Fan, who rushed forward, had an indifferent face, and with a slight flick of the Pu knife in his hand, he had already pushed away the incoming bow and arrow.

Then he roared in his mouth, and his body rushed forward a few steps, directly rising from the ground, and the power of the tiger emerged.

"Boom ......"

The horse neighsed!

In mid-air, Guo Fan staggered past the two riders.

The sword light collided, and the two scimitars immediately collapsed into the air, and under the huge force, the two corpses were also thrown off the horse.

Blood, shooting in all directions.

"Peng!"

Guo Fan was covered in blood, and after landing on the ground, he rushed again, heading straight for the remaining five Beirong riders in the distance.

"Big ...... Adult ......"

On the wall, a guard with a dull face.

Ma Chao opened his mouth, but stammered but couldn't say a word.

In the distance, the remaining five Beirong people were also confused, they were muttering, and they didn't know whether to retreat or advance for a while.

This Liang man was too fierce, and the three of his own people were killed in the blink of an eye, although there were still five of them, but there was already cowardice in their hearts.

However, after all, the weakness of the Liang people has been deeply rooted in their bone marrow, and after a little deliberation, the Beirong people have made a decision.

The three of them drove their horses apart, and the other two were armed with scimitars and round shields, and slowly rode their horses around.

They didn't plan to fight Guo Fan hard, but wanted to use the horse's action to consume their opponents.

No horse can run as fast as a man!

When the opponent has no strength, it's not up to them.

"Heh......"

Seeing this, Guo Fan just sighed lightly, and his movements under his feet remained unchanged at all.

The two sides are rapidly approaching.

Fifty steps!

Guo Fan's chest and abdomen swelled, his muscles stretched out, and his back spine slowly squirmed like a dragon snake.

Thirty steps!

"Roar!"

A tiger roar suddenly broke the silence in the field.

Guo Fan, who was rushing forward, opened his mouth, his eyes were round, and his body seemed to have turned into a fierce tiger.

There is even a fierce intent that emerges from his body.

The White Tiger God is in trouble!

"Peng!"

One step, more than one zhang.

He rushed forward so fast that he overtook the galloping horse, and with a roar threw a man and a horse in front of him to the ground.

The knives and claws were together, the horses neighed, and in the blink of an eye, they lost their breath.

The opponent's so-called strict defense, sword and shield defense, under this offensive, is completely useless!

Looking at it from a distance, it even gives people an illusion.

It was as if there was really a tiger rushing towards the Beirong cavalry, first knocking down the steed, and then tearing the cavalry.

In a few ups and downs, two riders were torn to shreds.

The faces of the remaining three people changed greatly, and the fighting intent in their hearts was completely lost in an instant, and they desperately whipped their hips and horses and fled into the distance.

"Die!"

Guo Fan rushed to catch up with one person, and four sword lights fell from the sky, directly enveloping one person and one horse.

The knives are rolling, and the blood of people and horses is soaring.

Before the screams could be completely blurted out, they stopped abruptly.

"Huh!"

Guo Fan shook his hand and drew a short spear from the corpse, squinting at the last two fleeing riders.

Subsequently.

His body bowed slightly, and the force rose from the ground, through his thighs, waist, abdomen, arms, and into his wrists.

"Huh!"

The short spear came out of his hand, and the phantom flashed in the air, like lightning cutting through the void, piercing through a person's heart.

It was so powerful that it lifted the rider from his horse and landed him heavily on the grass.

The man hung on the spear, and his body twitched for a moment before he was completely silent.

"Hoo ......"

Look at the last person, who has already ridden out of the house.

If you want to chase it again, you can't catch up.

Eight people, leaving seven, it's not bad.

Guo Fan shook his palm and stopped moving.

At this time, on the wall, everyone in Baoningdun had fallen into madness, and everyone looked at Guo Fan's eyes, full of fanaticism.