Wang Yun was silent for a moment and then laughed, and Maotou Xiao'er spoke wildly, and he was almost fooled by him.

Who is Liang Gong? The foundation of Liang Guo was created by his grandfather with a sword and a sword. Was it in exchange for loyalty to Da Zhou, and the Liang Guild rebelled?

Moreover... How could it be possible to know such important news before the young people were hired?

"You crazy life, slandering the duke, even if you are a scholar, you will be imprisoned. Wang Yun replied. "You..."

Before Wang Yun could finish speaking, his ears trembled slightly, and the smile on his cheeks gradually solidified.

This team of anti-thieves originally walked outside the Heyang crossing, without the shelter of the dense forest, bathed in the last twilight, and was extremely comfortable, but at this moment, it seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood red.

There was a wind walking through the forest that had just woken up in spring, whistling and whispering, as if there was a ghost crying, Wang Yun frowned and looked at the depths of the dense forest, listened carefully to the details in those whining, and suddenly roared loudly: "Enemy attack!"

The murmur in the low voice of the forest wind finally revealed the truth, and a feathered arrow struck from the forest like lightning, whining and screaming, and shot at Wang Yun! Wang Yun swayed to the left, and the arrow edged Wang Yun's left cheek and shot straight into the soil layer behind him.

Poof, a muffled sound!

Wang Yun was left with a long blood mark on his right cheek.

Yin Hong's blood oozed from the wound.

Immediately after, countless arrows appeared in Wang Yun's pupils. He was so shocked that he immediately turned over and dismounted, then pulled out a large black umbrella from the side box of the horse and shouted behind him.

"Open the umbrella, rain of arrows!"

At the moment when Wang Yun shouted the enemy attack, the well-trained thieves reacted quickly.

Like Wang Yun, they stretched out the black umbrella one after another and set it on the ground, confirming that their whole bodies were under the barrier of the black umbrella.

The black umbrella is the conventional combat weapon of the Nine Fan Division, called 'Thousand Zhang', which comes from the hand of the Gong Loser, and is also the 'Hundred Zhang' improved from Mozi.

The thousand blades are composed of long, evenly sized blades, which are pulled by a trap, and there is a bayonet under the handle of the umbrella, and when pressed down, the iron sheet will open on its own, allowing it to attack and defend.

"Enemy attack!"

"Keep the captain safe!"

The roars of the thieves came and went.

Countless arrows shot out densely from the depths of the dense forest like a torrential rain, swishing, instantly covering up the original howling wind.

Xie Yu was immediately pulled off the horse by an anti-thief officer and protected under the umbrella.

That's why the thief was struck in the knee... Blood flowed all over the ground.

Xie Yu fell heavily to the ground, his cheeks sinking tightly into the soft and muddy soil, blood seeping through the loose soil particles sticking to his lips, the fishy stench and the rancid stench from the soil made him unbearable.

But with his hands and feet tied, he couldn't get out of the current situation at all.

His ears were firmly attached to the ground, listening to the dense sound of arrows breaking through the air in front of him, and he silently used arithmetic in his heart to calculate the number and number of arrows used by the opponent's crossbowmen.

Why not a bow and arrow!?

Such a strong wind can also make it possible to aim at the target impartially, unless the opponent is all sharpshooters, otherwise only crossbows, and only crossbows can achieve this effect.

... Qingtian really came.

"I don't want you to protect me, take care of myself!" Wang Yun roared under the sound of arrows breaking through the wind, as if answering someone's words.

The Heyang crossing was surrounded by the shouts and shouts of the anti-thieves, and the sound of defense orders.

Ding! Ding!

The collision of iron and iron makes the most crisp and pleasant sound.

Like a bell in the hand of death.

Summoning the souls of those who are about to die to return to the six realms.

Feathered arrows slammed into the blades of the 'Thousand Sheets', and from time to time arrows hit the officials along the gaps between the blades.

The horses, which had the misfortune to be shot, fell to the ground in agony, rolled and screamed.

Shout!

A feather arrow shot fiercely into the mud less than half a foot beside Xie Yu, and the splashed earth and gravel hit his face, showing red marks, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, quietly prostrate on the rotten leaf pine needles, his eyes penetrated the gap of the blade, and looked at the southward Heyang Road in the distance.

The other party did not choose to attack in the dense forest of Heyang Road, nor did he choose to attack at the mouth of Liangchuan, but chose to make a move at the crossing where the team had just arrived at Heyang Road, even if Wang Yun was sensitive to danger, he was still caught off guard.

Vaguely seeing that there were already many dense figures in the dense forests on both sides of the North Mountain Road, he roughly judged that the number of enemies was about sixty by calculating the density of arrows and seeing as far as he could see at this time.

Of course, the number sent by Qingtian is the dead soldiers, and the number of people is naturally not too many, but Wang Yun knows very well that fighting on the battlefield is never the more powerful the more people there are, on the contrary, a team composed of all the dead soldiers who are not afraid of death is the most difficult to deal with.

On the other hand, on Wang Yun's side, the anti-thieves have organized an effective resistance.

In the end, it is still the well-trained special department of Zhianwu, who hold special crossbows in their hands, set up on the blades of Qianzhang, and use the protection of Qianzhang to launch a counterattack against the enemy in the dense forest.

But after all, the other party is in the dark, and he is in the light, and with the light, the other party can easily find the target.

The form is already working against itself.

Just when the number of arrows on his side could no longer sustain the firepower output for a long time, the opponent stopped first.

Then the enemy poured out of the dense forest, and those Qingtian bandits dressed in black and with fangs and masks, wielding standard steel knives in their hands, pounced forward at high speed like wolves.

The enemy's tactics are the same as in the village house, and they still abandon their crossbows and use their knives...

I wonder if there are not enough arrows, or is the other side simply not used to using new combat weapons?

On the side of the anti-thieves, due to the lack of arrows, some people could only draw long knives from their waists and use the remaining arrows of their companions to cover and fight each other hand-to-hand.

There were also people who picked up the 'thousand sheets' on the spot and rushed towards the Qingtian bandits.

A fierce blade collision sound suddenly sounded at the Heyang crossing, and people on both sides fell down from time to time in the muffled roar, the tip of the knife stabbed into the chest and abdomen, the blade cut the throat, and the blood continued to spray in the air, drenching the land red.

The battle entered the most tragic stage at the beginning, but no one retreated, no one turned and fled, and the competition was not only martial arts and killing skills, but also the strong fighting spirit that dared to shed blood.

Xie Yu has never seen this hellish scene with his own eyes... The body trembled unconsciously.

This is different from Xu Xiaozhang slaughtering dozens of people in Qingtian alone... This is a real battlefield, with flesh and blood flying and overflowing.

"Untie the rope from my hand. Xie Yu said coldly to the anti-thieves beside him.

"What?" the man had just dug out the arrow from his knee with a dagger, and looked at Xie Yu with a distorted expression, as if he was enduring the pain.

Broken bones were thrown to the ground with arrows in tow.

But he didn't even shout... Just silently completed the first step of self-treatment.

Xie Yu felt the shock again.

"I can't sit still. "Shock is shock, business still has to be done. "Just untie my hands. ”

The man glanced at Xie Yu, turned his head and took out a porcelain bottle, pulled out the sieve head and poured the powder into his knees.

This is hemp boiling.

Xie Yu recognized this medicinal powder.

This is the handwriting of the medicine fairy of the South Valley...

But the hemp boiling can only relieve pain, but not heal.

"I can heal you. Xie Yu shouted in a hurry.

The thief still ignored him... Just kidding, healing in the middle of the battlefield, I don't know how to die.

His task is just to be optimistic about Xie Yu, much better than his front-line colleagues, so it is impossible to untie Xie Yu at all... So as not to go wrong.

Xie Yu was anxious... He saw through the gaps between the thousands of blades that the Qingtian Cultists were cruel, and they were not at all cowardly in the face of the thieves who had arrows as fire support, they either used the bodies of their dead opponents or dead teammates as shields, and continued to fight, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became... The robbers are retreating.

The robbers, who had no arrows, also discarded their crossbow arrows and stepped forward one after another.

Wang Yun had previously assembled a team near Fengxiang to investigate, and the number was slightly higher than the twenty Qingtian bandits... At this time, there were actually ten fewer people than Qingtian.

Xie Yu counted... My heart is getting more and more anxious.

Faced with the battlefield of life and death, he can no longer strategize as usual.

His mind could only read the battlefield that would change in an instant... But what if he could decipher it? He was alone after all...

Wang Yun is also struggling to fight with people at this time... The person who fights with him should be a veteran in the rivers and lakes, although he can see that his martial arts are not as good as his own, but he is treacherous and dexterous, and he has no advantage in the face of his perfect totem will.

The two of you have been back and forth, back and forth for dozens of rounds, but they have not yet decided the winner.

Wang Yun was sweating profusely... Watch as your colleagues are killed by the bandits one by one... I was even more irritated in my heart... But there is no way, his opponent is clear that he will not let himself withdraw.

The situation is critical...