It was impossible for the people in the carriage not to know that it was the Imperial Guards who had arrived, but there was no movement at the moment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that they were so frightened that they decided not to take part in the rebellion, and sat in the carriage and turned themselves in? It must not be for this reason, then, as the man on the left said, the people inside are all masters and masters, and even the guards do not look at them.

Ding Li looked at the carriage that didn't even move the curtain, imagining how the masters behind the curtain could maintain a cool master's exclusive posture without moving

An old monk in my childhood said: Fantasy is very beautiful, but the present world is very cruel.

At this moment, the people in the carriage were not as calm as Ding Li guessed, they were only busy changing their clothes now, and the reason why they didn't even lift the curtain was because there was spring in the carriage now.

For some reason, they didn't want their true identity or division to be revealed to the Imperial Guards, and this trip was very unexpectedly blocked on this path, so they could only simply change their clothes and masks, and if they could break through this time, they would rather cower in the carriage than show up.

The obstacle clearance in front is still very slow, and the beard looked at the quiver of the knife archer, and turned back to the scholar in Wenyi and said: "There are not many arrows, and the speed of clearing the obstacle is not yet able to keep up, and when our arrows are almost finished, I will induce the imperial guards to rush into battle, and in terms of terrain, it is better for them to rush us than for us to rush them." ”

"When they charge, if you can both strike at the same time, the odds will be much greater. ”

The scholar shook his head silently, rejecting the beard's suggestion, but did not give any explanation.

The beard was disappointed for a while, and secretly scolded the people in the rivers and lakes for thinking too much and doing things forward.

Fighters on the battlefield are fleeting, and all forces must be like arms, and the most feared is this kind of partner like a scholar in a literary shirt, who commands and commands, and does not consult with you if he has any ideas and plans.

The battle will be fought after all, and the beard reluctantly counted the time, and then said to the deputy: "Put the arrows for help, and the sword archers are ready to dismount and form a defensive formation." ”

"Asking for reinforcements, where are the reinforcements?" the deputy was stunned for a moment, and then with a suddenly realized expression, he immediately ordered to shoot the arrow for help.

Then an arrow screamed and shot diagonally into the sky, pulling a long yellow tail of smoke from its tail.

They have reinforcements? Jiangnan Town Army? Rolling Ball saw the sound of the arrow for a moment, thought for a moment, and then turned back to his assistant and said, "Let the feather cavalry attack quickly, don't delay." ”

Tong Yang received the order, smiled coldly, and secretly scolded the ball for being stupid, he couldn't see that this was the other party's trick to lure the enemy, so he had to brave the rain of arrows to rush into battle.

This time, the task force came here to ambush, and saw that the other party was not prepared at all, so how could it be possible to deploy reinforcements nearby?

Although he was dissatisfied, the order could not be violated, Tong Yang still raised his right hand and ordered the feather cavalry to rush into battle.

In fact, Tong Yang also looked down on the balls too much, the balls didn't understand this truth, the balls were just to complete the task as soon as possible, and they habitually didn't take other people's lives seriously, even if it was a noble imperial guard feather horse.

Not to mention that Yu Qi has only known each other for a few days, and even the special combat teammates who have been with Roller Ball for many years in the twelve gates of Kyoto are also lying on the ground in the manor in Hangzhou.

Tong Yang's attack made the entire silver armor wavy line like an iceberg melting, rolling at the same time, and then slowly tumbling forward, getting faster and faster, and finally turning into a raging wave that swept towards the team.

"Shrink the formation, everyone has it, shoot flat! At the sound of the beard, the sword archer controlled the horse to shrink the defense, and then fired the remaining arrows at the nearest feathered horseman.

As long as these arrows are not coming towards the front door, they are not a lethal threat to the lightly armored feathered horsemen.

The sword archers were also well-trained, and immediately after the arrows were fired, they dismounted and drew their swords, and formed a defensive formation around the horses in case the first wave of the feathered horsemen could cut into the inner circle of the convoy.

The bearded man stared at the front wave of the feathered horseman's forward charge, calculating how many breaths the feathered rider would rush to the front of the horse circle, and then change direction and use the crossbow arrow to perform the first round of harvest on the side.

Light cavalry has always fought like this, first tearing around the enemy's perimeter like a pack of wolves, biting out the gap, and then taking advantage of the situation to cut in, blocking the opponent's formation, and dividing the battle formation for harvesting.

However, the beard missed the fact that this was not a prairie, nor was it a great plain where the two armies faced each other, but a small hillside with a snake-like path sandwiched between them.

Therefore, when the feathered horsemen rushed to the ring with great speed, they did not go around and cut as the beard had calculated, but simply lifted the horse's head, and by the momentum of the descent and the difference in the elevation of the terrain, the knights led the horses up like a raging wave, and crossed the heads of the people, and slapped down the convoy in the middle of the road.

The war horses surrounded by the convoy guards were jumped by the feather riders without any suspense, and the convoy guards hiding behind the horses were caught off guard, habitually squatting, looking up, only to see the huge leg muscles of the royal guards with the Xiluo BMW, and the shining silver light on the feather riders that could not be separated from the noon sun, which made them squint.

For these guards, this moment was truly terrifying, time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a black line pierced through the dazzling spot of light.

The bolt will always carry the darkness of the soul eater, forever staying in the memory of the loser.

Snort~

With just one round of crossbow arrows, a quarter of the convoy's escorts were declared to be the losers of history, buried forever in the dust of history.

He didn't expect the Imperial Guards to use light cavalry as heavy cavalry, and to charge the battle so violently, and he regretted that he shouldn't let the guards dismount, thus giving the Imperial Guards a chance to leap past.

It was useless to regret it, and the beard immediately let out a long whistle to inform everyone of hand-to-hand combat.

After the feathered horsemen who had crossed the horse formation had released their crossbow arrows, they did not care about the guards, but used the power of the horses to crash into the convoy in the middle of the road, trying to force the people in the car out of a hurry.

The scholar in the shirt opened his lips slightly, a little unable to react, he had never seen what a formed army battle was like, but he judged the direction of the situation with his own imagination, but he didn't expect that they couldn't stop the first round of impact of the imperial guards.

The Imperial Guard was about to rush to the carriage, and there was no point in thinking anything at this point.

I can only do it hard, hoping that the same door in the car has changed clothes, and the scholar in the shirt whistled sharply.

As the scholar's whistle sounded, the carriage, which had been silent for a long time, shook, and then there was a loud bang, and the side doors and even the door panels of the carriage were shattered, and dozens of masked black-clothed men broke out of the carriage and shot towards the feather rider with great speed.

The feather rider who broke into the formation had just abandoned Nu and drew his sword, and the man in black had already rushed in front of him, and a little cold was coming, and everyone realized that the weapons of the man in black were all long swords.

The man in black was so fast that it looked like a long sword was dragging the man in black forward.