On the battlefield, whoever has the first-mover advantage will gain absolute initiative.
Qin Feng step by step fell into the trap carefully crafted by Beidi's ace spy organization Ye Xiao.
Qin Feng lost so miserably for the first time since he formed the Tianji Camp Guards.
There were constant shouts and screams from behind, and it was impossible to tell whether it was an enemy or a friend. The only way to survive was to break out of the enemy's encirclement and find a way out!
Qin Feng gradually calmed down from the attack just now, took off a short knife from the horse harness, and held it tightly in his hand. As for bows and arrows, which require long-term and specialized training, Qin Feng, as the general of Beixi, has more skills than archery. To master it, we should obviously give priority to studying the art of war and civil governance. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art.
For Qin Feng, a qualified general and a half-assed warrior, a knife is far more practical than a bow and arrow!
There were torches being thrown around, accompanied by arrows whizzing by.
Qin Feng lay on the horse, narrowing his target as much as possible, avoiding possible stray arrows, and never daring to gamble at all.
When the firelight was gradually left behind, Qin Feng finally shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where is Ning Hu? Where are the guards of Tianji Camp? Where are Beixi Qingqi?"
Almost as soon as Qin Feng finished roaring, a cavalryman quickly approached Qin Feng. Due to the darkness around him and the low visibility, he could only clearly hear the rapid sound of horse hooves and the approaching black shadow.
Considering that the enemy and the enemy were mixed together and it was impossible to distinguish the identity of the other party, Qin Feng did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
While lowering his body, maintaining the horse's speed, and watching the approaching cavalry with great caution, he raised the short knife in front of him.
When the opponent was less than three feet away from Qin Feng, Qin Feng suddenly felt something scratching on his chest. He subconsciously pushed his body forward, only to feel a tiger's mouth close up and a thick wooden pole, grazing his chest. But, it turned out to be a horse!
"Wori!"
Qin Feng's back was instantly covered in cold sweat. If it weren't for the blindness and blindness, the opponent also lacked accuracy. This charge and assassination had already given him a chill!
Although Qin Feng escaped Ma Shan's assassination, the opponent maintained a full-speed charge and hit him head-on.
The mount under Qin Feng's crotch was hit from the side by the enemy's horse, and he instantly lost his center of gravity.
The two war horses rolled into a ball and hit the ground heavily.
Qin Feng was thrown directly from the horse and rolled a full two or three feet away. Fortunately, the land was relatively flat and mainly made of soft sand. Otherwise, he would have been maimed even if he was not thrown to death.
The two horses were not as lucky as Qin Feng. One broke his neck and the other broke his leg.
The screams of war horses resounded through the desolate night of Beidi!
Qin Feng got up from the ground and rushed back to the horse as fast as possible. He found a black shadow being pressed under him by the horse, and a low roar of pain came from his mouth.
Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, and slashed at the black shadow's head, and hot blood splashed all over his face!
The pampered Qin Feng seemed to be awakened by the blood to the dark side in his heart. His fear disappeared instantly, and his eyes and mood became colder.
If you can kill one, you can earn enough money; if you kill two, you can earn one!
Since the two war horses were completely disabled, Qin Feng could only unload the weapons and supplies from the harness as quickly as possible.
The short knife was stuck on the back of the waist, the bow and arrows were hung on the body, and the horse's shaft was picked up, which was more than two feet long. Just when Qin Feng was about to flee on foot, another war horse galloped over. The cavalryman on the horse was still holding a torch in his hand.
Got a torch? It must be the enemy!
Qin Feng hurriedly lay down next to the horse, hiding his figure. At the same time, he placed the horse's gun on the horse's body. When the enemy horse was less than five feet away and began to pull the reins to slow down, preparing to check whether there were any survivors at the scene, Qin Feng suddenly The horse's corpse sprang up, raised its horse and rushed forward.
The enemy rider was slowing down, holding the reins in his left hand and holding a torch in his right hand. Facing Qin Feng who suddenly came out, he was a little unprepared. In a panic, he raised the torch and threw it directly at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng didn't even try to hide. He let the torch hit his head, and felt his head buzzing. He grimaced in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and relied on his willpower to push forward.
The enemy rider had no time to turn his horse's head, so he could only take the horse's harness from the harness in a hurry. Before he could pick up the horse's harness, Qin Feng was already in front of him.
The end of the two-foot-long horse pole is stuck to the ground, and the pole is tightly grasped with both hands. The tip of the horse pole is pointed upwards and facing the enemy's mount, thus forming an angle.
The enemy's horse collided head-on with the tip of the pole, and its thick neck was directly pierced by the pole. Then the man and the horse fell heavily in front of Qin Feng, and the pole was broken in response.
When the enemy rider fell to the ground, Qin Feng had already thrown away his horse, picked up his short knife and rushed forward. He raised the knife and chopped it directly on the enemy rider's head.
Red and white mixed together and splashed out.
Before Qin Feng could breathe a sigh of relief, an arrow shot from behind, hitting Qin Feng's left shoulder.
The light armor Qin Feng wore was not enough to withstand the penetrating force of the walking bow. The shoulder armor was shot directly through, and the entire arrowhead was completely submerged into Qin Feng's flesh and blood.
His body staggered suddenly, he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain from his shoulder. He ignored the arrows and rolled over to hide behind the horse corpse.
Immediately afterwards, arrows were shot from the night sky one after another, with extremely amazing accuracy, and they all hit the horse corpse in front of Qin Feng.
Under Qin Feng's cold and stern gaze, a night owl lurking in the dark approached Qin Feng's hiding place while quickly drawing his bow and arrows to fire rapidly.
Although the arrows were blocked by the horse corpse, Ye Xiao obviously did not intend to shoot Qin Feng to death, but simply suppressed and got closer.
As long as Ye Xiao comes in front of him, Qin Feng will be killed in an instant with his half-assed fighting power.
The opponent's arrows are so accurate!
Only then did Qin Feng notice that the torch that the enemy rider had just dropped on the ground illuminated Qin Feng's hiding place.
Qin Feng quickly picked up the enemy's horse and swept away the torch not far away.
As the darkness covered the body again, the opponent's arrow suppression also stopped, but the footsteps became extremely rapid.
It was obvious that the other party was approaching quickly from behind, and Qin Feng immediately left the hiding spot and ran towards the north under the cover of night.
That is to say, after running two or three feet away, there was the sound of knives and axes chopping behind him, and the ambush Night Owl slashed at Qin Feng's hiding spot without hesitation!
Qin Feng no longer dared to call out to the anxious guards. He glanced back and forth, watching the flashing firelight around him, trying his best to avoid the search of the enemy cavalry. If he couldn't avoid it, he would lie down on the ground and cover up the sand on the ground as much as possible. On your body to avoid being discovered by enemy cavalry.
Pretending to be dead won't work, and the other party will definitely hit the "corpse" with a stabbing blow without hesitation.
