Mr. Six Hundred, together with Tang and the postmen, walked until the sun was slightly west before arriving at the foot of the Great Wall. According to the scheduled schedule, the gentlemen camped in the wilderness five miles outside the city to rest and return tomorrow. Since the Great Wall is next to the border troops, safety is guaranteed.
Mr. Zhongyue took advantage of the fact that it was still bright and sent people into the city to ask for water from Putian Lieutenant. Lieutenant Pu Tian sent an ox cart to pull several jars of water and delivered them to the camp. He said that the cart and jars would be placed in the camp and would be returned when he entered the city the next day.
The horse had long been unyoked and led out for a walk by the driver. The cattle were gathered in another area by the driver and allowed to graze quietly.
Those on the right side of the car all hold long halberds and are assigned to various points to stand guard or patrol in shifts. Since they are all plains, with a wide view, and at the foot of the Great Wall, the main purpose of standing guard and patrolling is to prevent thieves. On the left side of the car, a hundred leather chariots and baggage carts were surrounded by a fence, and more than 600 people were enclosed inside.
Three hundred foot soldiers gathered firewood together and lit twelve bonfires in the camp to keep warm. When the horse walkers and cattle herders all came back, we all sat together by the campfire and had a meal of glutinous rice. The cattle and horses were tied outside.
Xiao Nu, Gai Nie and Liang Xiyi's postmen were arranged in the middle, together with Mr. Zhong Yue and others. The Tang coachman was with the drivers.
As the night gets deeper and deeper, the diners slowly fall asleep, leaving only a few drivers and coachmen looking after the horses and oxen.
The postmen and the diners were unfamiliar with each other, and they became a small group, sleeping back to back against each other. Zheng Anping couldn't sleep, but he was squeezed by everyone and didn't dare to move. He was afraid of waking others, so he kept his eyes closed. Suddenly, he faintly heard the sound of horse hooves. He quietly pushed Masan next to him and said, "Listen, is there any sound?"
Ma San was sleeping heavily and was a little impatient. Zheng Anping was unsure and did not dare to move rashly. He quietly pushed the postman on the other side and said, "Listen, is there any sound?"
This postman was relatively alert and woke up as soon as he pushed it. He listened carefully and said, "It seems to be there."
Zheng Anping gained confidence and no longer had any worries. He climbed onto the ground and listened. The postmen who were leaning on each other suddenly woke up and were about to call out. Suddenly they saw Zheng Anping acting like this. They didn't dare to say anything, so they all crawled on the ground to listen. After a while, all five people had surprised expressions on their faces, and they all said in unison: "The police are here!"
Mr. Zhongyue was sleeping next to him. When there was any movement here, he was already half awake. When he heard the word "alert", the other half woke up too. When he opened his eyes, he saw five postmen all crawling on the ground, bending their ears. Listening, I was suddenly so startled that I was completely awake. He quickly asked: "What did you hear?"
Among the five, only Zheng Anping was not afraid to talk to the nobles. He replied: "The sound of horses, as few as ten horses!"
Mr. Zhongyue said: "Where?"
Zheng Anping climbed to the ground and listened again, saying: "The sound is getting closer!"
The conversation here was not muffled in the room, and the people around him gradually woke up. Mr. Cao said, "Let me watch." He held his halberd to the fire beside him, called a few people, and went to the front to check. Mr. Jin and Mr. Guo also got up. Mr. Guo asked everyone not to move lightly, sit by the fire for a while, pay attention to whether there are any strangers around, and beware of outsiders getting in. Mr. Jin walked around and asked all the people on the left to take down their bows and arrows from the cars. He then sat behind the cars, controlled the strings and nocked arrows, and prepared to shoot. At the same time, he asked the postman to go outside the camp, continue to crawl on the ground, and listen to the movements of the horses.
After a while, the sentry post in front sounded a whistle, and sure enough there was an enemy attack. Mr. Jin ordered all the halberd holders to retreat outside the vehicle and form a team. The driver and driver came out of the camp and controlled their horses and cattle to avoid being scattered. The horses and cattle have long been placed between the camp and the Great Wall. If there are no accidents, the battle will generally not affect this place. Oxen are better, one per person, and easier to control; horses are different. One driver has to manage four horses. Once they startle, it is difficult to control them, so everyone is a little nervous. Mr. Cao and the sentries also came back and joined the ranks on the right side of the car.
Three hundred infantrymen were ordered by Mr. Jin to sit in the camp. Only when the thieves reached the edge of the camp could they go out to fight according to the order. These infantrymen were unarmored and had short brown bodies, and they also carried wooden sticks.
The people sitting next to the fire in the center were all chariot soldiers. After all the chariot soldiers were transferred, only Xiao Nu and Gai Nie were left sitting alone by the fire in the center. Even Mr. Zhongyue and Mr. Guo were sitting behind the chariot, arranging their bows and arrows in preparation for battle.
At Mr. Zhongyue's suggestion, Mr. Jin discovered this obvious loophole. He asked the postmen who had been listening outside the camp to come back and ordered them to sit next to the two slaves. From now on, their task was to protect the mother and son, and they didn't need to worry about anything else. The five of them were all soldiers. Although they had not experienced war, they were still familiar with basic operations. They each arranged their crossbows and put their halberds on their knees. Only Zheng Anping was in a worse situation. His halberd was disabled by Lord Xinling, so he never used it. He broke several branches or bamboo poles in the camp, but they were not easy to use. Fortunately, there was no fighting along the way, otherwise Zheng Anping would die if he entered into close combat! Now, what he placed beside his knees was a newly broken branch that was slightly thicker and straighter. One end was blackened by the fire and sharpened.
Ganie looked excited, as if he couldn't wait to see a good show. The little slave was very calm, sitting on his knees by the fire, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes submissive.
The sound of horse hooves could now be heard by almost everyone, and through the moonlight, a horse could be seen galloping towards them. The bonfire in the camp was not extinguished, and the light of the fire could shine fifty paces away. Mr. Jin jumped on the flag and drum cart and rang the bell. The clear sound of the bell spread far away. All the chariots in the camp were on the left side, stringing the arrows, and raising the bows above their heads. The charioteers who had completed their formation behind the camp divided into two formations and went around to the two wings of the camp fence.
Mr. Jin saw the cavalry rushing into the area illuminated by the fire. The knight was no longer clad in silver, and the fire was already shining red in front of him. Mr. Jin beat the drum decisively, and the carmen drew their bows and shot the first arrow. Almost at the same time, the group of knights suddenly turned their horses and galloped to both sides. When the arrows fell, they were already out of the range of the arrow rain.
Mr. Jin did not expect such a result, so he rang the bell again, and the car crews again controlled the string and loaded the arrow. But when the knights galloped out of range, they no longer rushed forward, but continued to gallop to both sides, as if they were going around to the back of the camp. There were horses and oxen in the rear, and there was no room for failure. Mr. Jin had no choice but to use the sound of drums to order the right chariots dispersed on both wings to come forward and attack the knights. Just as the two sides were about to confront each other, the knights suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the camp from both sides. Mr. Jin hurriedly turned the car to the left to the two wings, preparing to block the attacking cavalry from both wings. A dozen people appeared in the front fire like ghosts, all dressed in black, and quickly crossed the distance of fifty steps to the outside of the car array. He quickly loaded the crossbow with an arrow and shot at the group of people in the middle of the fire.
Zheng Anping was the first to notice this group of people. He stood up and shouted: "There is someone in front of us!" and took a few steps out. When the other postmen saw this, they all stood up with their weapons in hand. Mr. Jin heard the sound and discovered this group of people, and quickly beat the drum to warn the short browns in the camp to go out to fight. But the vehicle blocked their most direct attack path. They had to go around to the back of the camp or push the vehicle to get out.
The carriage also blocked the arrow path. Five soldiers rushed to the car and prepared to shoot; those men had already shot the first batch of arrows. All five postmen were shot and fell down as if they had been hit hard. But because they were wearing triple leather armor, they were only hit hard by the huge momentum, and the tip of the arrow did not penetrate deeply into the flesh. Ma San was the first to get up, pulled out the arrow that had been shot into his leather armor, and went up to meet the crossbow arrow like crazy. He bent down and arched hard, overturning a car, and the man in black behind the car was Before he could react, he was pushed to the ground. Masan shouted and climbed onto the car to rush out. More than a dozen crossbow arrows were aimed at him, and the crossbow machine was triggered, knocking him off the car.
The other postmen who had already gotten up from the ground and pulled out their arrows went crazy when they saw Masan was killed. They picked up the arrow and rushed forward. The killers shot all the arrows they had just unloaded on Masan. When Zheng Anping and the others came up, it was too late to try to unload the arrows; at this time, the diners who came out of the back door were already approaching. This group of men in black suddenly lifted the overturned car, slightly blocking the soldiers' rushing pace, and at the same time rescued their trapped companions. Each of the four men raised an arm and foot and quickly walked into the darkness. Retreat.
The knights quickly went over to join them, and the two of them rode away at high speed. The short-brown doorman chased for a while, but after all, his legs could not keep up with his horse power, and the distance became wider and wider, so he had to give up and return.
The four postmen no longer cared about chasing the assassin, they opened the car together and rescued Masan. More than a dozen arrows, most of which were shot on the leather armor, some of which hit the arm. One arrow was deeply embedded in the root of the thigh and severed a major artery. Blood spurted out along the arrow shaft like a spring. . The leftists who were transferred to the two wings looked livid because they had been deceived by the enemy. Mr. Zhongyue was also among them.
Ma San's performance was naturally noticed by them all. Mr. Zhongyue left the queue and came to rescue. He asked the postman to drag Masan to the fire so that he could clearly observe the injury. All the tasks of deploying defenses were handed over to Mr. Jin and Mr. Cao.
The arrow in his arm had penetrated deep into his bones and was impossible to pull out. He used a dagger to cut open the leather armor. Although the arrows on the armor did not penetrate deeply into the flesh, they were too large and pricked the entire chest. The huge impact caused his chest to collapse, and it had already begun to make Masan unable to breathe. The most fatal arrow was shot at the root of the thigh, and blood flowed like a surge. No matter how hard the four postmen pressed, they couldn't stop it.
Faced with such a serious injury, Mr. Zhongyue was helpless, not even able to relieve his pain. He ordered his disciples to take all the hemostatic medicine he had and apply it on the wound. Although he knew it was useless and a waste, he still did it in the hope that it would be possible!
Masan's face became paler and paler, and his pulse became faster and faster. Suddenly, Masan woke up and saw Mr. Zhongyue and the four postmen. He smiled and said: "Brothers are all here, sir is also here... If the king is here, it will be the best!"
Everyone couldn't help sobbing. Mr. Zhongyue said: "Mr. Ma's bravery will be reported to you personally, and you will be rewarded by your Majesty!"
Ma San smiled and passed away...
