After Chang Siguo rode alone, he saw too many strange woodcutter pickers on both sides of the mountain road, haunting the desolate wilderness.
Wu Jun asked him to ignore them. They were all bandits and spies. There were not many good people. As long as they did not come within ten feet of the convoy, they should not chase and shoot them to cause trouble. They had a mission and they should not do anything else. .
"Everyone, please be alert and work harder. After exiting this seven-to-eight-mile mountain road, there is a flat road in front of you, which is easy to walk. When you enter Xiongbei City, you will have good wine and meat, hot water and a heated kang to entertain all the brothers. You can also sleep peacefully at night. If you sleep, the journey tomorrow will be easier."
"When we get to Beifeng Fucheng, I will pay for it and invite all the brothers to play in Goulan Courtyard."
Wu Jun spoke a lot of words of encouragement, but only the last sentence aroused enthusiastic responses and gratitude from the cavalry.
Chang Siguo had a smile on his face. Captain Wu understood the needs of the soldiers very well.
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing someone prying at him with good intentions and a vague murderous intent.
He grasped the black wooden bow with his left hand tightly and loosely, and continued to ride forward calmly. As usual, he turned around on the horse and looked around to observe the situation. Are the bandits bold enough to rob the border army's supplies?
He saw a group of white wild birds hovering about a mile away on the hilltop he had passed earlier on his left rear, numbering about a hundred or so. They were making a bit of a noisy call, but they refused to alight.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chang Siguo greeted Wu Jun in front of him, "Captain Wu."
Wu Jun was chatting and laughing with the cavalry, and when he was surprised, he reined up his horse and turned around, "Brother Chang, what's the matter?"
Chang Siguo urged his horse forward, held the black wooden bow in his left hand, raised it slightly, and said in a low voice, "There may be an ambush behind, there are many people, and the returning wild birds are frightened and refuse to land on the trees."
Wu Jun raised his head and looked at it, his face changed. Of course he knew what it meant when birds did not fall from trees.
They had passed by the foot of the mountain just now, but nothing happened. After they passed, many bad guys gathered to block their retreat, otherwise they would not be able to scare a large group of wild birds.
No wonder there were many more thieves and spies passing by on this road than usual.
The strength of the bandits who dare to rob the border troops should not be underestimated.
Knowing that they were escorted by three cultivators, they still dared to come and stroke the tiger's beard. They encountered a tough problem.
He immediately raised his arm and shouted, "Get ready to fight, there is an ambush."
The trouble is that they have already entered the circle surrounded by bandits. The only thing to be thankful for is that they are still more than 30 steps away from entering the narrow Bamboo Valley trail in front of them, which can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes.
The Bamboo Valley is high on all sides and low in the middle, blocking both ends of the trail, making it perfect for ambushes.
Xiong Molin, who was walking in the front, jumped off his horse when he heard the sound, drew his sword and looked around. For a cultivator, dismounting to face the enemy is more flexible and convenient, allowing him to advance and retreat freely.
The two teams of cavalrymen quickly formed a combat assault formation under the shouts of their respective commanders. The three coachmen reined in the carriage, drew their swords from their sheaths, and raised their shields for protection.
Someone in the distance shouted, "Kill them down the mountain, drive forward, don't let them run back."
Chang Si had just landed on his feet, turned around and shot an arrow towards the top of the mountain where the sound came from.
There was a scream and he fell down the mountain, colliding all the way, and then lost his voice halfway.
This arrow kicked off the bandits' attack.
The mountains on both sides and the woods behind the hillside were full of people. Countless figures wearing messy coats appeared. Arrows were shot sparsely, and there were shouts of killing. There were an unknown number of people, roaring and surrounding the small convoy on the official mountain road. .
Fortunately, the mountains on both sides were more than twenty feet away from the official road and blocked by trees, making it impossible to use rolling stones to attack from the top of the mountain.
Chang Si passed by like a volley of arrows, one after another, killing the bandits who were rushing forward on both sides. The screams rang out one after another, which suddenly suppressed the arrogance of the bandits.
Wu Jun swung his sword to knock down the arrows that were shot at him. He had already jumped off the horse and shouted, "Stand still, don't mess up. Chief Yue, the cavalry battle is under your command, and the safety of the cargo must be ensured."
If there were no constraints of goods, the three cultivators would have no need to worry about whether they were walking or rushing to kill them.
No matter how many mobs come, they will not take them seriously.
The cavalryman on the left yelled "Yes" and then issued the order "Abandon the horse to protect the cargo and form a team to protect and kill the enemy."
All the cavalrymen jumped off their horses, took off their shields, let go of the reins, slapped the horses' butts, and let the horses rush into the valley ahead. Two people held their shields against the outside, and three soldiers took their bows and shot the bandits running down the mountain. , using carriages as cover, they are all warriors with rich combat experience. Although they are only two teams of four, they kill the enemy and protect them in an orderly manner.
The three coachmen quickly cut off the reins, released the horses pulling the carriage, and raised their shields and knives to protect themselves.
Four groups of soldiers supported each other and closely guarded the three carriages in the middle.
There were several figures running wildly from the north and south mountain roads, waving weapons and shouting, "Only grab goods, no lives."
"Those who have sense must run for their lives, otherwise we will not be blamed for our ruthlessness."
There were six body refiners running towards them, their movements were swift, and the arrows fired by the soldiers were in vain.
Seeing that he was surrounded by enemies from both sides and was in an extremely critical situation, Wu Jun was so anxious that he shouted, "You should be punished for losing the goods. The only way is to fight to the death without retreating."
He waved his sword and leapt forward to meet two people from the Solid Origin Realm and one from the True Yuan Realm who were running from the north.
The battle site for body refiners cannot be placed near the carriage, otherwise it will affect the formation of soldiers and destroy the goods.
Xiong Molin from the south roared and faced a Gubenjing and two Zhenyuanjing bandits alone.
It will be a tough battle before and after the official road, with no room for maneuver. The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. No one will believe the beguiling promise of the bandit leader unless we fight hard.
After running for more than ten feet, Wu Jun found that the big black man was drawing his bow and firing arrows to kill the bandits rushing down the hillside from both sides. Bandits.
What is this? The archer is running forward like this. He wants to abandon his bow and use his sword.
Before Wu Jun could even shout in surprise, the two cultivators on the opposite side showed ferocious smiles and were the first to attack.
At first, there was a middle-aged burly man in brown and gray attire. He brandished an eight-foot long-handled sword, jumped into the air, roared violently, held the sword in both hands, and held it against the strong wind. He looked sideways at the distraction with unparalleled momentum. Wu Jun chopped off his head.
Behind him is a yellow-faced man wearing a green shirt with two moustache, holding a green peak sword, the sword body is full of green light, piercing the shadow of the sword of disillusionment, his feet barely touch the ground, and the middle-aged man is up and down, covering up the kill. , one move would kill Wu Jun.
Wu Jun faced the coordinated attacks of two cultivators of the same realm, and he did not dare to fight head-on.
He made a feint with the long sword in his hand and ducked behind a short tree on the roadside.
There were two "ding-dong" sounds and two clashes with the long sword of the yellow-faced man who changed the direction of pursuit. He used the force to float away to avoid being besieged by the two men.
At the same time, he saw a black shadow from the corner of his eye, charging towards the side of the man who was slashing the air with his sword.
His posture was very weird, and he looked a little staggering, but his speed was extremely fast. He disappeared from his sight in just an instant. Maybe it was an illusion.
"Boom", the string sounded softly.
"Puff", the sound of a sharp instrument entering flesh, a miserable howl, the sound of "thud" falling to the ground, and the sound of the long-handled sword hitting the gravel and sand. Several sounds were heard in succession with very short intervals.
Wu Jun and the yellow-faced man were shocked at the same time, stopped, jumped away, and looked behind.
"Forehead"
Wu Jun was overjoyed. He had been fierce and arrogant just now, jumped up and wielded a machete, and was hit by an arrow in his left rib, which penetrated diagonally through his right back.
The man fell to the yellow sand and muddy ground, his face twitching with gray hair and unable to struggle.
I don’t know how Brother Chang did it in an instant
The big black man had an indifferent face and focused eyes. He grabbed a bow and arrow and rushed towards the astonished yellow-faced man.
"Ahhh go to hell"
The yellow-faced man was shocked and angry, secretly cursing the stupid idiot who had no brains to strive for merit. He jumped into the air and was shot down by an archer who found a flaw. He deserved to die.
He turned around and swung his sword shadow all over the sky to protect himself first, then killed the big black man who dared to take the risk again and tried to get close to him.
A mere archer can still do a lot of tricks
Chang Siguo suddenly stopped and stopped moving about ten feet away. The string sounded and the arrow came, finishing in one go.
The yellow-faced man danced with his sword and flashed wildly, but he was still hit, jumping on his feet and screaming miserably.
A sharp arrow came at a weird angle, grazing the edge of the sword shadow diagonally, and shot three ways down through the instep of his left foot behind him, where he was keeping his center of gravity, and hit just behind the soft flesh of his toes.
The arrow pierced into the mud, hooked into the flesh, pulling at the bones and causing severe pain in the heart.
So insidious, how can there be an archer who shoots people on the instep,,,
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