Chapter 164: The Geng Brothers

In the early morning, the cold north wind howled, blowing on the face is like a knife, a gallop, hooves and snowflakes splashing. Mitu's brows and sideburns were full of frost flowers, and although he was wearing a thick cotton coat, if it weren't for his profound skills in this biting cold wind, I am afraid that he would only be frozen.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from afar in the cold wind, and the horses rushed up a dirt ridge, and when they looked around, they saw more than a dozen people fleeing in terror under the ridge. These people were all old and weak, women and children, and in the screams of fear, people kept falling, and the people around them hurriedly pulled a hand, and then ran forward again regardless of the snow dirt on their bodies. Not far away, two people were fighting with dozens of Mongolian cavalry, apparently protecting the old and weak women and children, buying time for them to flee for their lives. But after all, the two of them have limited ability, how can they stop the dozens of Mongolian cavalry like wolves, and soon the two were entangled by seven or eight Mongolian cavalry, and the other Mongolian cavalry immediately broke through the blockade of the two and chased after the dozen people who fled for their lives.

A group of old and weak people were able to escape the pursuit of the cavalry, and in the blink of an eye, they had been chased by the Mongol cavalry, and the situation was extremely critical. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his palm and struck the horse's hips, and the horse was in pain, and immediately neighed and rushed down the ridge like an arrow.

In the face of the brutal Mongol cavalry, Mitu did not have any mercy in his heart, he stretched out his bow and arrows and waved his arms, and the arrows were like a crossbow towards the Mongol cavalry who were about to commit violence. The arrows were like meteors drawing a deadly arc, and several Mongolian cavalrymen raised their butcher knives with hideous faces, but they fell off their horses with screams, staining the white snow with their own dirty blood.

In the blink of an eye, several souls returned to the Immortal Heaven, and immediately alarmed all the Mongolian cavalry who were chasing and killing the group of old and weak women and children, and they hurriedly looked up to see that Mitu had already rushed to the front, and immediately two Mongolian cavalry screamed Cui and raised their swords and rushed towards Mitu.

Mi Tu fired eight arrows in a row, and each arrow would shoot down a person, severely damaging this murderous Mongol cavalry. Now that the two sides had met the enemy, he once again drew his sword in his right hand, waved his left hand, and bent his bow with a whining wind in the front chest of a Mongolian cavalryman who rushed towards him. The Mongol cavalryman flew out like a hammer, spurting blood from his mouth. Another Mongolian cavalryman didn't expect a light riding bow to have such power, and couldn't help but be stunned. But at that moment he saw a dazzling cold light flash in front of him, and then he flew up, and when he looked down, he saw his headless corpse spurting blood.

Ten people were killed in an instant, and all the Mongol cavalry were immediately heartbroken, and they dared to chase and kill those old and weak women and children, and they all beat their horses and fled. But there was still time to come, and Mitu rushed in like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and he swung his long sword and slashed left and right, and chased the Mongols with their buttocks. Mitu is by no means a murderous person, but for such a brutal scum who has lost his surname, he is not worthy of mercy at all, sparing them will only harm more compatriots, so Mitu is very ruthless.

The road urges the horse like the wind, the sword is like lightning, a long sword cuts the traces of death, and the Mongolians are all killed by swords where blood is splashed. In the blink of an eye, several people died, and the remaining Mongolian horsemen were even more dead, without the slightest sense of resistance, desperately beating horses and galloping, just to be able to stay away from the killing god behind him.

But it's a pity that the two sides were originally hedged against each other, and now the Mongols must turn around and accelerate if they want to escape, and the cavalry is not infantry and rush up if they want to, there must be a process of acceleration, but now it is even more difficult in the snow. Mitu rushed from the ridge, and the speed was already extreme, so it only took a blink of an eye to catch up with the fleeing Mongol cavalry. What happened next was even more unsuspenseful, and the flying horses rushed by, and the blood flew away, leaving only the corpses of the Mongol cavalry in one place.

The brothers Geng Zhong and Geng Ming desperately blocked the Mongol cavalry in order to cover their families' escape, but they must have been unable to reach four hands with two fists, and soon they were entangled by seven or eight Mongol cavalry: at the same time, more and more Mongol cavalry took the opportunity to rush past them and rushed straight to Geng's family. The two of them watched their families fall into danger, but they were powerless to stop their eyes from splitting, a burst of blood gushed in their chests, and the steel knives in their hands made them die like windmills, slashing and killing in the enemy group.

The Geng brothers were not weak, but now they are desperate and unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye, several Mongolian cavalry died under their swords, but the two brothers were also wounded, and they could not get rid of the entanglement of the Mongols, and a deep despair could not help but gradually climb into the hearts of the two. At this moment, the two brothers found that the Mongol who was pestering them suddenly turned around and fled as if they had seen a ghost. The two brothers couldn't help but be stunned, and when they looked back, they saw a horse galloping towards them.

At the moment when the Geng brothers were stunned, Mi Tu had already rushed past the two of them, and he quickly shouted to the two of them: "What are you stunned about? Hurry up and take them out of here." ”

The Geng brothers looked at the corpses of the Mongols and their unharmed family members not far away again, and immediately understood, but the two brothers did not follow Mitu's instructions to protect their families and leave, but urged the war horse to chase after Mitu.

Urging the horses to fly, he gradually narrowed the distance between himself and the Mongols, and he stretched out his bow and arrows, and the arrows shot out like beads, shooting the Mongol cavalry into the snow one by one.

The Geng brothers are also people who practice martial arts, and they are following behind Mitu, and now they see Mitu is so powerful, they are almost so shocked that they can't speak, and when Mitu collects the war horse, the two immediately roll off and dismount, and actually pounce and kneel down in front of Mitu's horse at the same time. Geng Zhong first hugged his fists for his brother and said: "Today, thanks to the hero's rescue, our family has escaped a catastrophe, and the great grace is not grateful, as long as the hero is useful to me and other brothers in the future, our two brothers will die forever." As he spoke, the two of them kowtowed to Mitu at the same time.

Seeing that the two brothers dared to resist the attack of dozens of Mongolian cavalry alone, they were also considered heroic, and when they saw the two of them like this, they quickly jumped off their horses and held them up, and said: "Where do the brothers say, it is within my generation's duty to eliminate violence and peace, and where is it worthy of such a great gift." ”

The Geng brothers were deeply favored by Mitu to save the whole family, and they wanted to insist on kowtowing to Mitu a few times to show their hearts, but they were gently supported by Mitu's hands and had nowhere to do it, so they had to stand up with Mitu, and the two of them were immediately even more impressed by Mitu. Geng Zhong still spoke, and said respectfully to Mi Tu: "The grace of the hero today and our brother must remember it deeply in the bottom of our hearts, and we will be a hero in the future." He paused, and then asked Mitu: "I don't know if the hero is going to the north?"

"Yes, now that the Mongols are wreaking havoc outside the gates, I am here for this purpose. The situation outside the Mitu Pass nodded back. (To be continued.) )