Two or three days passed in a flash.
It's already autumn, and there's no sign of autumn in the desolate border. There's no room for people coming and going to say a few words about the refreshing autumn weather in their free time, and there's no room for Zhao Ziyang and his party to breathe at all.
Before it became clear, Li Fu'an, who was extremely trapped, had already leaned on the saddle and tied himself onto the horse's back. He planned to take a break while he saw no incoming enemies, and then turned to Zhao Ziyang to sit in front of the chariot tent and continue to the north where no human beings were. Of course, rushing away was not considered fast. After all, Zhao Ziyang had survived for more than ten days and did not expend too much energy on cracking the whip. Moreover, the horses almost never stopped day and night. It was rare to encounter a good time when no incoming enemies were seen. As usual, the horses needed to rest, so they stopped and walked all night long, which allowed the horses to have a good night's rest.
When daylight gradually appeared, Zhao Ziyang, who had almost dozed off, suddenly woke up. He looked around again and saw that there were dozens of riders following behind the chariot tent, less than a few feet away. Ten of them were following. Yu Qi also drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming his gaze at the chariot tent in front of him. If it hadn't been for the darkness, the tip of the arrow would have already penetrated the chariot tent.
At this moment, it was probably too late to wake up Li Fuan with ordinary methods. Without any hesitation, he supported Zhao Ziyang, who had red eyes, and held the reins steady with one hand. He let the gun barrel shoot at Li Fuan's waist next to him, holding the reins with his left hand. He came out in an instant, nearly pulling the head of the horse that was struggling to stop and go, and hurriedly swung its four hooves to rush away. Just because he was frightened, he used his full strength to move extremely fiercely. With only Zhao Ziyang's left shoulder carrying the force, the horse leading the cart suddenly jumped out a few steps, narrowly missing the dozen or so arrow feathers that followed the cart tent, and lost its way. While escaping, even though the cavalry behind him had good foot power, it still delayed him for ten breaths. When Li Fuan woke up, he loosened the rope, weighed his sword and swept through the formation. With one man and one horse, he was able to drag down half of the cavalry and kill them instantly. to one place.
Zhao Ziyang is now in a very bad situation. Although Li Fu'an woke up and delayed half of the cavalry by himself, he almost didn't sleep for two or three days. He begged two pills for refreshing and stabilizing his mind from the Taoist boy to survive until now. Still weak in energy, he was now controlling the car tent with one hand, and could only use his single-arm gun to deal with the twenty fully armored Dayuan cavalry behind him. Even though the latter's armor added a lot of weight out of thin air, they were still driven away. Coming up, with his current vigor and vitality, his skills must be at least 20% weaker, so the damage is not a big deal. If Yun Zhong is attacked by someone's sword in the car tent, it will be the disaster that worries Zhao Ziyang the most.
A ray of sword light swept away instantly, Zhao Ziyang lowered his body to pass, turned the spear point and stabbed backward, but it fell into the air.
The cavalry skills of Dayuanzhong are higher than that of Zihao's cavalry. In addition to the stronger legs of the horses, the people of Dayuanzhong have dealt with tigers and wolves a lot. In addition to not being weak against others when fighting alone, they are also quite vicious and cunning. number of ways. That is, whenever there is a fight between a large number and a small number, the patience is extremely good. No one is greedy for success and rushes forward. If a move fails, he immediately retreats, entangles with the fast horse, and then the two riders stagger, and then come forward to test again. It is all a false move. If When the sword fell on the ground, it was already a real move. He retreated with one blow and waited for an opportunity to strike again. In this way, in addition to exhausting the strength of the fleeing people and horses in front, he also suffered several injuries, big and small, and killed those on the horse's back. The opponent, just this method of fighting, was enough to make all the soldiers in the world fear.
After missing several consecutive moves, Zhao Ziyang frowned deeply. As he drove his horse forward, his peripheral vision swept over where Li Fuan was. However, he did not look at the expected scene where the latter was out of trouble. Instead, he fell off the horse. There were only two of the dead cavalry. At that moment, they knew that these cavalry, who were sophisticated and good at using poisonous moves, were not the ambushes they had encountered in the past ten days. They were probably the sharp ones crawling out from the corpses. Thinking about it, Again and again, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on, often suddenly slowing down his horse's pace. With such a sudden move, the gun in his hand pierced the shoulders and arms of several people.
However, these cavalrymen were clearly not ordinary people. Seeing Zhao Ziyang's quick spear, they did not use his skills again. Instead, they separated several cavalrymen to clamp the sides of the chariot tent, put away their swords and spears, and threw them from the saddles. Picking up a rope, Zhao Ziyang used the opportunity to deal with the swords and guns behind him, and put it on the heads of the horses carrying the carriage. The remaining people took off their bows one after another, but they did not let the arrows shoot at Zhao Ziyang, but frequently fired cold arrows at the horses' vital parts, without any arrows coming out. In the blink of an eye, several arrow feathers were hanging from the sides of the horses leading the carriage, and blood was splashed on them. It was difficult to hold on for any longer.
Although it was not a famous horse, this horse, which had been working hard for more than ten years, was finally overwhelmed and hit by several arrows in the side. Even if Zhao Ziyang quickly used the tip of his spear to cut the rope, he was still almost pulled down by the fierce force. The shape was crooked, the front hooves were broken off by the yellow sand, and it was difficult to get up again. The horse was dead. Even if Zhao Ziyang had the extraordinary ability, he still couldn't get out. Not to mention that there was a junior brother in the car tent, so he had to stand with a gun. More than 20 horsemen slowly surrounded him, but they all turned sideways. Several people were holding their bows, and a few others were holding ropes to surround them. The rest all held their swords flat, pointing their swords forward, and silently surrounded Zhao Ziyang in the middle.
Even though he was very tired, Zhao Ziyang still knew that the rope, which was almost as thick as his wrist, was very strong after being soaked in oil and burned by fire. Even if the gun in hand was pointed at him, it still needed strength. The horses that came had strong legs and might be able to drag them to death. In addition, there were still several people waiting with strong bows. They could only use their spears to attack the enemy without moving their energy. It was really not an easy task.
The twenty or so horsemen showed no signs of opening their mouths. They kept their eyes on the gun in Zhao Ziyang's hand and the tattered cart tent from the beginning to the end, and pushed forward indifferently. The horses were still facing sideways.
Since coming out of Nangong Mountain, Zhao Ziyang has never been to Dayuan, and he has rarely seen the cavalry formation. However, he can make a rough guess at the moment. The horses are turned sideways. I am afraid that they are still using feints, and the surroundings are all uniform. With Yuan Liang's horse's foot power, even if he steps forward to make a move and is targeted by him, he can still escape with the help of the horse's extremely fast pace. He can shoot the horse with one step first and use all his energy with the next step. The ability and maneuverability of this iron cavalry, Really difficult to deal with.
It was also the time when Zhao Ziyang's thoughts were circulating. The arrow feathers arrived first, and before the arrow feathers left the strings, several knights around him were already charging forward, with swords and spears at full strength.
The young man with the spear first fired the gun and splashed countless flying sand to cover the arrow feathers. Then he bent down and kicked hard into the belly of the horse in front of him. He used his strength to get out of the way of the sword and gun that followed, and sat down on the horse until it was in pain. Carrying it on his back, he instantly pulled out the short knife from the waist of the man in front of him and stabbed it into his throat. He moved the body against the tips of the two long spears. He took advantage of the situation and pressed down a long spear. He jumped on his horse and landed on the ground, twisting the gun along the direction of the long spear and sweeping it. The man's right hand holding a long spear was cut off at the root. However, when he was moving, a cold arrow was still pierced into his shoulder. He took a few steps back, held the spear in his left hand, and held the spear in his right hand. He let out a deep breath. By going back and forth, one could get a glimpse of the abilities of these dozens of cavalry. Zhao Ziyang had no choice but to retreat again and again. Just now, the damage was much deeper than usual. In the past ten days, the number of people killed one after another with one breath was not there. By the way, even if he used this desperate approach to meet the enemy and took advantage, he still had not taken advantage.
After all, there seemed to be endless cavalry from Dayuan, but there were only two of them, Zhao Ziyang and Li Fuan. Even if Taoist boys were added, no matter how long it took, something unexpected would happen.
The iron cavalry is also a method that can be called clean and powerful like Zhao Ziyang. It is not comparable to ordinary Jianghu people. It is not a Jianghu person who has walked countless times in the sea of knives and fire. How can it be used like this? They responded to the cavalry in a dangerous but clean way, urging their horses to take a few steps back.
Not far away, someone with good eyesight looked in the direction of Li Fu'an and saw that few people had been injured. He felt relieved and gestured twice to the leader, indicating that there was no need to worry.
"Young hero's spear is fast, but unfortunately there are no horses available now. If we use other methods to delay, I am afraid that the man trapped in the siege will not be able to survive for much longer. He knows that it is a dead end, so why risk his life? The master of the palace only needs a few people to stay away from Dayuan and not to interfere. It seems that no matter what, it is not an excessive statement."
The leading armored soldier had two halberds hanging on his waist. He had never made a move since just now and had been sizing up Zhao Ziyang's spear moves. Now he finally took a few steps forward and stopped ten feet away from Zhao Ziyang. He raised his head and said calmly.
Zhao Ziyang raised his hand horizontally and stabbed the gun into the yellow sand, feeling cold and cold.
"I didn't come forward just now. I always stood behind everyone. I was probably trying to figure out my abilities first. Now that I'm coming forward, I probably feel that I'm not good enough and plan to try. Why are you wasting so much time and energy?"
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The young man with unkempt hair and cracked mouth asked Haofeng to point to the person in front of him, "Why don't you come forward and have a try to see who is more skilled?"
Before he could even finish his words, the reckless man with two halberds hanging from his waist had already urged his horse forward. Even with his horse and man, and even if he was covered in iron armor, he was really powerful and pressed in front of Zhao Ziyang in an instant. So did the horse. He opened his mouth and bit Zhao Ziyang, raised his front hooves nearly as tall as a person, intending to crush Zhao Ziyang's head.
In an instant, the pair of hind legs of the good horse were severed, and it could no longer hold up its body. It fell down into the yellow sand. Without even using his gun, Zhao Ziyang stopped the man with two halberds and turned around with just his long spear. , stepped forward, and shook the barrel of his right pistol several times in succession. Even though the man was covered in scales and armor to protect his body, he still vomited blood and fell down together with the man and his horse after several shocks that were enough to bend the barrel of the gun. He came down, but he couldn't hold on, but he was clearly pressed down by Zhao Ziyang's shots one after another. It was difficult to win no matter what.
When Zhao Ziyang made this move, no one on the surrounding cavalry could clearly see how the young knight, who was nearly half a foot away, suddenly misplaced his body to the horse's hind hooves. It was also unclear how the spear had not moved yet. Being able to forcibly cut off a pair of hind hooves of a horse, and even drag a few men with skillful archery skills to the full moon with their bows, is a very intimidating weapon.
"In terms of speed, except for Master and Senior Brother, perhaps no one in the mountains can be faster than me."
"Yun Zhong, whom you Dayuan spent countless efforts to find, learned his footwork from my senior brother. He is really not qualified to fight with me."
The floating sand receded, and the long spear pierced the man's shoulder, with the gun point directly at his throat. However, Zhao Ziyang had a very unkind temperament. He raised his foot and stepped on the man's chest. He looked around, but his smile became more fierce and ferocious, especially as if he was trying to earn money. The evil demon who opened the golden lock and escaped from the world.
