Close!
Closer!
The young man from the Dongyi Kingdom who was surrounded by hundreds of cavalry looked at Xin Zhuo who was speeding towards him. Not only was he not afraid, but he also had a sneer on his face and mumbled some incomprehensible bird language.
Dozens of fierce Dongyi cavalry rushed towards Xin Zhuo, their leather armor swinging in the wind and their scimitars raised high.
The distance is very close, and you can already see clearly the strange armor on the face of the opposing horse, the rough face of the opposing cavalry, and the blood-stained blade on the hand.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, while his long hair was flying, he jumped on his horse and swept his spear across. The dazzling shadow of the Qi gun was like a black snake attacking. The strange and bloody aura instantly overwhelmed the collective momentum of dozens of cavalry on the opposite side.
The gun came out like a dragon, with a little bit of cold light.
"Puff puff……"
The more than ten cavalrymen and horses in the lead were stabbed to pieces in an instant. Their limbs and broken horses fell to the ground. The rest of the cavalrymen around them were caught off guard and were in chaos.
Just take advantage of this opportunity.
Xin Zhuo had already taken advantage of the forward momentum of his horse, used his legs to exert force, and the waves suddenly turned into clouds. He jumped into the air and approached the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.
The contempt and sneer on the young man's face disappeared instantly, he was stunned for a moment, and he quickly reined in his horse and retreated. The cavalry around him instantly surrounded him in circles, blocking the front.
However, Xin Zhuo had already shot down with one shot, using his seventh-level mutated marksmanship to strike with all his strength!
The strong zhenqi surged endlessly, and the huge black spear shadow followed the tip of the spear, like a blue dragon choosing people to devour.
People and animals should be kept away within a radius of five meters!
"call out!"
"boom!"
Nearly a hundred Dongyi cavalrymen raised their scimitars and screamed to greet them, but they were instantly attacked and defeated by the terrifying shadow of the gun. They were turned upside down and fell down.
A bit of gun light passed through the crowd and stabbed hard on the chest of the young man from the Dongyi Kingdom.
"Be bold!"
The young man let out a strange scream, and was immediately led vigorously to lie down on the horse, with blood dripping all over the horse.
Xin Zhuo's moves were old at this time, and he landed on the ground. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by Dongyi cavalry, he quickly put his foot down, jumped onto his running white horse, raised his whip, and galloped away.
He happened to pass by a strong Zhou army soldier who was carrying a strong bow on his back. Without thinking, Xin Zhuo grabbed the opponent's bow and pinched out an arrow.
That week the army was shocked: "King of thieves, I have a six-stone bow, you can't pull it..."
The following words are beyond words.
Xin Zhuo had already jumped on his horse, turned around, hung up his gun, and pulled the bow string into the shape of a full moon. A series of actions were completed in one go.
Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes wide, facing the Dongyi young man.
"Whoosh——"
The arrow pierced the air like a thunderbolt and flew straight out.
Unfortunately, I had no experience and my bow shot crooked.
"Puff..."
It penetrated the armor of two Dongyi cavalrymen in a row, and finally only shot the young man's horse butt.
The war horse was in pain, neighing and jumping.
The young man fell hard and fell into pieces.
groove! Can't shoot arrows.
Xin Zhuo cursed secretly, threw the bow to the Zhou army officer, picked up the horse's reins, and ran straight into the distance.
Now that you've had enough, let's go!
That Zhou Jun was stunned for a long time and muttered: "This dear fellow... is so fierce!"
At the city gate, Su Miaojin and Murong Lei, a large group of people, did not miss a breath from beginning to end, watching the whole process with great concentration.
Yuan Yourong couldn't help but forget his hatred for Xin Zhuo, his eyes were bright: "It's so exciting to take the head of a general among thousands of armies!"
"He is also lucky. The rebel generals and Dongyi generals are in front, but I have to say that this thief is so fierce that it makes people sigh!" Murong Lei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"That Dongyi young man seems to be..."
Dongxi of the Song Dynasty, who had been to Dongyi several times, was shocked: "The leader of most of Zhuyang, the eldest son of King Linzhou of Dongyi Kingdom, the eldest son of Nanze County King Abdu, is said to be seventeen years old and a seventh-grade shaman. You are so brave and resourceful, but Xin Zhuo has no room to fight back?"
The dignified king of a country was pinned to the ground and rubbed against the ground by the bandit leader of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the midst of thousands of troops? Will anyone believe it?
…
"Three burrows of cunning rabbits, male thieves and female prostitutes, where did Xin Zhuo and the others go?"
Under the city, Shangguan Fan Qing and his group, who knew nothing about fighting, stood inexplicably on the right wing of the Zhou army's cavalry. They were bitten by the enemy's cavalry and were surrounded by water.
After finally repelling the wave, Shangguan Fan Qing looked around, but was surprised to see no Xin Zhuo.
They came here because they were actually stimulated by Xin Zhuo's letter. A bandit like you has such courage. We lost so much money... Why can't we?
As a result, the fight here was a complete mess, but Xin Zhuo and the others disappeared?
Wang Hulu's sharp eyes pointed at Xin Zhuo, who was walking away, and cursed: "That kid ran away!"
Shangguan Fan Qing stretched his neck to look and was confused. Did we agree to fight together? What the hell is running away?
Mr. Jiang Hezhu was stabbed by someone, and his shoulder was bleeding profusely. He was already angry. He couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily: "Xin Zhuo, you thief, I want to report you! You are here to show your holiness to others!" "
While roaring, the enemy cavalry around them suddenly retreated like a tide, and the enemy troops farther away also retreated in an orderly manner.
"this……"
A group of people couldn't help but look at each other.
I heard someone shouting in the distance: "The enemy is defeated! The enemy is defeated!"
"Prince Dongyi is seriously injured and dying!"
"Prince Dongyi is dead!"
"Who did this?" Du Rufeng, the loyal general covered in blood, roared: "I will give him a promotion!"
Murong Lei on the city wall had to reply: "So that the general will know that it was Xin Zhuo of Fulong Mountain who did it!"
"Oh? Where's Xin Zhuo?"
"Well……"
Ran? Can you tell me?
Little thief!
Su Miaojin looked at Xin Zhuo, who was leaving with only a trace of smoke in the distance, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth.
It’s really hard to understand!
Both powerful and afraid of death!
…
"Master, let's just run away. Is it okay?"
"Yeah! It was so fun to yell in front of me, but then I ran away after giving in. I feel quite embarrassed."
"Don't panic! The battlefield has turned into a mess. Who knows what happened to us? No one should have seen it!"
A group of people from Fulong Village have returned to the village. Xin Zhuo sat on the tiger-skin chair with a golden sword and smiled: "This wave of moral kidnapping has been stabilized. It doesn't matter whether we ran away, died, or were beaten." If we break up, at least the image of a righteous thief has been established and the reputation is in place, so don’t worry about the rest.”
Murong Xiu pondered for a moment: "Do you want to pay attention to the war? I'll send a letter to your family and ask?"
Xin Zhuo calculated the time and found that it took more than a day to come back. The winner should have been determined by now. He nodded and said, "You might as well ask!"
Everyone had some lunch and rested for a while.
In the afternoon, Murong Xiu summoned a white harrier squatting on the roof and wrote and passed letters home.
Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang dug up the yard and the open space to the west, reclaimed the wasteland, and prepared to plant some winter vegetables and transplant some wild fruit trees.
Huang Dagui went to the mountains to collect firewood.
Cui Ying'er took Han Qiniang to mend clothes and make shoes.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang sat in front under the maple tree and looked at the mountain scenery, leisurely.
The sky is covered with white clouds, the ground is filled with autumn colors, the mountains and forests are rolling, and the mountain breeze is blowing. It’s so pleasant!
If there was no life-threatening danger, the life of a bandit would not be bad!
I opened the Wangyue Well and observed the sacrifices to the spirits. Except for Murong Xiu and others and Xiao Huang, who occupied seven positions, the rest were Murong Lei and others.
Currently these people have no shared qualities.
But it’s time to take a break. Every time I change my mind skills and exercises, although it is very unknown and I am happy to advance, it puts too much load on my body. I feel like my meridians and internal organs have been sifted through a sieve, and there is a dull pain. It is difficult to return to normal in a short period of time.
Before you know it, the sun sets over the western mountains, and the morning glow fills the sky in the west, reflecting the golden color of the village.
The kitchen chimney was smoking. Cui Ying'er was in a good mood today and led Han Qiniang and others to prepare dinner.
Xiao Huang didn't feel tired after playing for a long time. Now he was chasing a sparrow with the setting sun on his back.
Xin Zhuo had nothing to do, so he followed him down the mountain.
I've been here for so long, except for the time I went to Shuiyue An to steal some food, I haven't really taken a good look around this hilltop.
Below the front peak, there is a dense cedar forest. The little yellow sparrow lost track of it. It peed on the edge of the forest and was about to come back. Suddenly it raised its ears to listen to something, then ran back, bit Xin Zhuo's trouser leg, and moved back. drag.
Xin Zhuo also had a bad premonition. Just as he was about to retreat, there was a burst of wind, figures shaking, and he was surrounded.
The five middle-aged nuns, all wearing golden monk robes, have cold expressions. Their realm is higher than the sixth grade. They cannot see the specific realm clearly, and their eyes are like torches:
"Amitabha! Donor, please go with the nun."
