As the rustling sound faded away, the three of them cautiously came together again. Old Hutou spoke first: "How can Mr. Zhang Xiaoguan leave?"
Zhang Liang pointed to the lower reaches of the river and whispered: "Look for an opportunity to cross the river."
The half crescent moon is like a spoon, hanging in the sky, and the silvery white light shines on the river and complements the water flowers.
On the gray earth, there are three black spots, walking fast with their waist bent.
I saw a small hill isolated in the distance in the empty distance. Zhang Liang raised his nose and smelled it. It smelled like rotten eggs and smelly sulfur near a volcano.
The hillock got closer and closer, and the smell became stronger and stronger, until something could be vaguely seen. Old Hutou stumbled and ran a few steps faster. After seeing the hillock clearly, he sat down on the ground, then bowed his head and bowed, muttering something in his mouth. .
Zhang Liang also hurriedly took a few steps closer and looked carefully to see where the hill was. It was clearly a "Beijing Temple" with layers upon layers that could be five or six meters high.
The heads are all facing outwards, and the remains of the limbs are inserted in the gaps of the heads. Some of the heads have ferocious faces, and some have beards and beards. It is like a hell-like scene.
Uncle Jianyi also came forward, knelt down and worshiped, and after doing so he pulled Zhang Liang to do the same. "Liang'er, please bow to me. If you don't want to bow to the queen, you are still young." Zhang Liang reluctantly broke away.
Zhang Liang calculated that there were tens of thousands of corpses in the pile.
Suddenly someone from behind shouted: "Here and there, shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly."
Just listen, the bowstring banged, and then something swished past Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang was excited, and immediately fell down and rolled around. He took off the crossbow, lay down and stepped on the crossbow string. Mount the crossbow arrow.
Lie on the ground at three points and one line, breathe steadily, and pull the hanging knife. With a whooshing sound, the crossbow arrows shot towards the crowd in the distance with the sound of wind, only sparks sparking in the crowd two or three steps away. Aiming low, Zhang Liang regretfully turned over and stepped on the crossbow again.
The cheap uncle also started running, took out the bow from behind, and pulled the string as he moved. Then he suddenly stood up and took aim. There was a bang of the string, and a person on the opposite side fell to the ground wailing.
Only Lao Hutou fell to the ground, trembling, muttering, "It's over, it's over, I'm dead now."
Whoosh, Zhang Liang fired another arrow, this time aiming higher. He saw sparks flashing from the thigh of the man in the distance, and then he limped towards this side with a curse.
The leader on the opposite side yelled something, and then the formation changed. A row of long-range gunmen ran over with their guns drawn as if they had been pumped.
Zhang Liang shouted while stepping on the crossbow: "Old Hutou, if you don't want them to poke a few bloody holes and die here, get up quickly."
The cheap uncle also ran to Lao Hutou and kicked him several times while shooting.
Zhang Liang turned over and fired another arrow. This time he saw no sparks, only a figure falling down with a muffled sound. Zhang Liang stepped on the crossbow again, but without triggering, he ran to Lao Hutou and ran away with Lao Hutou on his back.
Seeing this, the cheap uncle retreated while shooting, and followed closely behind.
Zhang Liang held Lao Hutou and said: "If you want to die, I will let you here. If you die, you will die." Lao Hutou's face was pale, his hands were shaking, but he firmly grasped the hand behind Zhang Liang. The sack made the armor make a clanging sound.
"Crossing the river" Zhang Liang continued to run towards the river with the old bearded man on his back. The old bearded man's grip tightened, and a force delayed Zhang Liang's progress and almost brought Zhang Liang down. Zhang Liang stumbled. Staggered.
Old Beard stumbled and said: "Old man, I don't know how to swim." At this time, Uncle Cheap Man snorted, Zhang Liang turned around and looked around, and saw that at some point, Uncle Cheap Man had inserted an arrow into his chest, and the arrow had already penetrated into the armor.
Uncle Cheap still gritted his teeth, pulled out the arrow, put the arrow on the string with his backhand and shot the arrow back. Zhang Liang hurriedly shouted: "Stop shooting, uncle, let's run. They have armor but they can't run away from us."
In the moonlight, two waves of people chased each other. Occasionally, the pursuers fired a few arrows, but they were still five or six steps away from Zhang Liang and the others.
Zhang Liang felt that his lungs were about to explode, and at the same time he could hear Old Hutou's lungs panting like an old bellows. Looking back, the spear array also lacked the speed it had just now, and the distance seemed to be much farther away.
Looking downstream, I saw a boat lying quietly on the river beach a hundred steps away. Zhang Liang pointed to the boat, and the three of them jumped off the boat as if they saw a life-saving straw.
The three people pushed the boat into the river with all their hands and feet. The pursuers also saw the movements of the three people and accelerated towards this side. They were twenty steps away. Zhang Liang fired his crossbow fiercely, and one person fell to the ground. He turned around and said, "Old Hutou, keep pushing the boat."
With one hand, he handed the crossbow to the cheap uncle, and with the other hand, he took off the shield from his waist and warned: "Uncle, you must follow my pace, we will fight in circles." The cheap uncle looked at Zhang Liang holding the shield and the knife as he faced the pursuers. .
Uncle Jianyi finished stepping on the crossbow, then squeezed in front of Zhang Liang and shouted: "Liang'er, you are still young, how can I let you be in front of my uncle? Your mother entrusted me to save your life no matter what."
As Uncle Cheap's crossbow swept in all directions, the pursuers held up their spears in fear and hesitation, but did not attack. Zhang Liang tightened his shield tightly and said firmly: "Uncle, you see the opportunity, load the crossbow, and shoot the arrow. Don't stick to me, follow my pace. Whoever hits me, you shoot."
Zhang Liang squeezed in front of Uncle Cheap, lowered his body, and completely protected himself and Uncle Cheap with shields. Bang, the crossbow string sounded, which was like the whistle at the beginning of the kendo. Zhang Liang gave up his concentration and focused on the distance between the shield and the spear.
Immediately, a large spear struck with lightning, and Zhang Liang used the shield to knock upwards at an angle. The spear was powerful and powerful. If Zhang Liang had not taken advantage of the angle of the shield, the spear would have definitely knocked Zhang Liang to the ground.
Bang, the strings sounded, six people.
Then another shot came like a dragon, sweeping across. Zhang Liang changed his upright hand shield into a horizontal hand shield, and blocked it to the left. With the sound of wind, Zhang Liang was swept away and staggered. Zhang Liang kept moving, turned 360 degrees, and got up with the help of the shield.
I saw Uncle Cheap had just stepped on the crossbow and loaded the crossbow bolts, and the gunman on the far left was about to step forward and shoot him, pointing at him without hesitation.
Bang, the strings sounded, five people.
Zhang Liang once again protected Uncle Cheap behind him and said: "Stay far away, give me room to roll around, be sure to be on my right, shoot the second on the left first."
Immediately, Zhang Liang's back was clear, and Zhang Liang knew that Uncle Jianyi was starting to maneuver. The fifth man on the left seemed to be leaving the team to pursue Uncle Jianyi. Zhang Liang held up his shield and moved forward. When the fifth man on the left saw Jianyi, he held a gun with one hand and stabbed Zhang Liang's lower body.
Zhang Liang hurriedly raised his legs to collect the shield, narrowly dodging the shot. Feeling the cold wind blowing over his head, the second man from the left used a move that touched the water like a dragonfly, and the tip of the spear touched Zhang Liang's helmet and sparks flew out.
Bang, the strings sounded, four people.
The second man from the left finally fell down, and Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief. He was almost killed just now, and his shooting skills were indeed amazing.
The remaining four people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to continue attacking or to distance themselves. Three people were lost in just a few moves.
Then the two men attacked, and they went straight to the cheap uncle. Zhang Liang blocked the attack while pulling back. It's just that if the person chasing Uncle Cheapai wants to hit Uncle Cheapai with a spear, he must go around Zhang Liang.
One of them shouted something, and the pursuit team suddenly understood and went around the gunmen fighting with Zhang Liang to pursue him.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Liang hurriedly shouted, "Uncle, it's time to run to the left."
Bang, the strings sounded, three people.
Uncle Jianyi also saw the situation and started to maneuver again.
The gunman on the opposite side stabbed three times in succession, one at the top, middle and bottom. Zhang Liang easily blocked all three shots. He saw the timing right. After the third shot, the gunman pulled back and exerted force. Zhang Liang violently moved to the left. Seeing that something was not going well, the gunman reluctantly Use a point stick.
Zhang Liang casually blocked it with a shield, and then leaned over behind him to touch the Achilles tendon of his ankle with his backhand.
Bang, the strings ring, one person.
When the man saw this, he dropped his spear, turned around and ran away.
Uncle Cheap handed the crossbow to Zhang Liang, took off the bow, fully drew the string and aimed at the escaping person. Three arrows later, the man fell to the ground.
Zhang Liang praised while stepping on the crossbow: "Uncle, you can cross the Yangtze River with a hundred steps." Uncle Cheap said with a silly smile: "Thirty or fifty steps is nothing, but a hundred steps for your uncle and me are enough."
Then Zhang Liang came to the man covering his legs, ignored his pleas, and nailed him to the ground with a crossbow.
Looking around, I happened to make a circle. King Qin's circumambulation of pillars is easy to use.
Old Hutou just popped up from the boat and took a peek.
I saw my uncle and nephew standing there, and I couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "God will not kill me."
