Six hundred and eighty-four, close combat

Style: Historical Author: Song HunWords: 4634Update Time: 24/01/12 11:34:02
The rumbling sound of lightning and thunder finally stopped, and the smoke gradually dissipated.

Basang, Qiangba and the others coughed twice and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When the smoke cleared, Basang was shocked to see that there were only about fifty or sixty heavy cavalry around him.

When he saw that the opponent was only forty, he still had the upper hand.

He pointed the spear in his hand and laughed loudly at Ma Li: "Han, your firearms are gone, your crossbows are gone, so you should die."

"Grandson Gui, come here and have a taste of the power of your grandfather's Hu-killing knife." Ma Li looked at him contemptuously and drew out the Hu-killing knife.

Hearing Ma Li's words, all the security team drew out their swords, shining dazzlingly under the sun.

Basang didn't understand the meaning of Ma Li's Sichuan dialect "grandson", but he heard the word "grandson". Ma Li was scolding "grandson", which made him so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Seeing the opponent's gleaming sword, his eyes showed greed.

To be honest, he began to look down on the security team.

They are the only heavy cavalry in Qingtang. Both men and horses are armored and extremely luxurious.

On the other hand, the security team, dressed in colorful ordinary clothes and without leather armor, is no different from the horse bandits.

In fact, the security team is made of leather armor. Since it is close to the body like a vest, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it, making him mistakenly think that the security team does not have a vest.

After the beating, he became more and more frightened.

The security team not only has hand-held crossbows that are far superior to the barbarian archers and cavalry, but also firearms that make the Tibetan people change their expressions like lightning and thunder.

No matter how powerful the crossbows and firearms were, they would eventually be used up. Unexpectedly, they still had a gleaming sword.

They also have swords, but they are definitely not as beautiful and beautiful as the security team.

Although the sword of the security team is also a scimitar, it is different from the scimitar of the barbarians.

The barbarians' swords were like vines, and the tip was too bent, making it difficult to use.

The scimitar of the Security Corps is as curved as a crescent moon. It is not only beautiful, but can be used both in the middle and at the end.

In short, he could not find any words to describe the sword like the Security Team, whether it was its shape or appearance, except the word perfect.

Thinking of this, he looked at the people on his side. Not only were they heavy cavalry, but they still had the upper hand in numbers. He made up his mind to take possession of the security regiment's knives and crossbows for himself.

He held a spear in his right hand, pointed at Ma Li, and shouted loudly: "Warriors, kill them, and the swords and crossbows in your hands will be your trophies."

After saying that, he clamped the horse's belly, holding the spear in both hands, and rushed towards Ma Li.

"Bozes, the sword has given the barbarians a taste of its power, now let it taste the taste of the Tibetan barbarians. Kill, kill." Ma Li shouted as he galloped towards Basang.

As soon as Ma Li finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves came over again.

However, hearing this sound, it was obviously not much, and both parties couldn't help but look towards the sound of horse hooves.

Ma Ma couldn't help but smile, it turned out that Xiong Hu led his soldiers to kill him.

Although Xiong Hu didn't have many people, only a dozen or so, he came at the right time.

Xiong Hu is different from Ma Li. He is a new force and has not yet participated in the fiercest battle. He still has crossbows and firearms in his hands.

Basang's expression changed. Although he still had the advantage in numbers, the opponent not only had fresh troops, but also had firearms and crossbows. His troops had no chance of winning and might even be defeated.

Basang rolled his eyes, put the spear in his gun bag, and saluted Ma Li.

Seeing Basang suddenly become polite, Ma Li couldn't help but be shocked.

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Basang Gourd. Seeing Xiong Hu coming over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His firearms and crossbow boxes had run out of arrows, and he had to fight head-on.

In this case, even if he can win, he will have to pay a heavy price.

After all, the opponent is not only a light cavalry, but also a luxuriously equipped heavy cavalry.

Now that Xiong Hu has come with his own soldiers, he has gained the upper hand.

Now that he had the upper hand, he was not afraid of any tricks from the other side. He put the Hu-killing knife into its scabbard and saluted.

Seeing Ma Li bowing his hand, Basang breathed a sigh of relief, and then bowed his hand again and asked: "This general commanded well, and I admire you greatly. May I ask your name, general?"

"I'm just a captain of the security regiment, not a general. My surname is Ma, and my courtesy name is Ziqi." Since the other party is as polite as a Han Chinese, he naturally adds the same courtesy.

Although Ma Li is the chief general, in the security group, almost all the chief generals are Confucian generals.

If you can't read big words in the security team, you will definitely lose the chance of promotion.

This forces everyone in the security team to become literate. Fortunately, the security team has a unique method of literacy. As long as you make up your mind to learn to read, it is not a problem to know thousands of words.

Of course, just being literate is not enough. You must also know etiquette. Therefore, as long as an officer is in the security team, almost all have a foundation of Confucian generals.

Seeing Ma Li return the favor, Basang showed a smile on his face: "Ma Li is too humble, he definitely has the talent of a general. I admire you greatly."

"May I ask the general's name?" Ma Li felt that the other party had no good intentions when he poured ecstasy soup on him, so he changed the subject.

When Basang heard this, he thought that he finally had the upper hand in his position: "I am Basang, who is temporarily the deputy captain."

The deputy captain was already half a general. He didn't expect that he could seriously injure half a general, and the opponent was still a heavy cavalry.

No matter how modest the horsepower is, I still feel a little bit elated.

"General Basang has such a strong body, I am ashamed of myself." Since the other party has good things to say, Ma Li also has good things to say.

Hearing this, Basang finally felt happy. He was so beaten by the horse power that he could hardly lift his head.

Basang wiped the black charcoal on his face, stretched out his dark hands and continued: "The firearms and crossbows of the Ma Zhenzhang are really powerful, which puts me to shame. My face and hands turned into a ball of black charcoal, as if from It’s like hell is coming out.”

After saying that, he laughed loudly, expressing his embarrassment.

But from Ma Li's point of view, he was mocking Ma Li for his inability to use force and only knew how to use firearms to fight.

The implication of his words is that you did not defeat us with force, you just took advantage of the weapons.

When Xiong Hu heard this, he thought to himself, you don't have the advantage just because of your numbers and heavy cavalry.

He thought that Ma Li had the same idea as him, but after Ma Li spoke, he realized something was wrong.

"General Basang wants to hold a sword duel?" Ma Li asked calmly.

Basang couldn't help but be overjoyed, he was now facing a difficult situation.

If he had to fight head-on, the opponent's number would not be far behind his. The key was that the opponent still had fresh troops.

It wouldn't matter if it was an ordinary force. The opponent also had crossbows and firearms, weapons that he was extremely afraid of.

Now Ma Li actually proposed a competition between the two sides, which was exactly what he wanted.

Xiong Hu was shocked and immediately said: "Zi Qi, no, no."

Basang was extremely angry. The other general had already agreed, but he didn't expect that a naysayer would come out.

He couldn't help but look at the person who made the noise. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, he almost exploded with anger.

If this person hadn't led a small number of cavalry to lure him in front, would he have been able to escape the security group's ambush?

Not only did this person lure him into being deceived, but he was also acting as a stumbling block.

Although Basang was furious and wanted to stab the man to death with the spear in his hand, he finally calmed down at this time.

"Who is this person?" He was very fond of Ma Li now and bowed to him.

Ma Mali's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them a few times, and while returning the courtesy, he said: "Let me introduce you, this person's surname is Xiong, given name is Zibiao, Gong is my chief clerk."

Basang was relieved to hear that Xiong Hu was not Ma Li's boss, but just Ma Li's chief clerk.

"Since he is a subordinate of Captain Ma, how can he come out and interrupt?" He looked at Xiong Hu with contempt and focused his eyes on Ma Li's face.

Ma Li shook his head and said to Basang: "General Basang, you are wrong. Xiong Zibiao is not my subordinate."

"The chief secretary was the general's subordinate in the Song Dynasty, wasn't he?" Basang felt that Ma Li was dealing with him, and his face was obviously unhappy.

Ma Li still shook his head, but explained patiently: "The security regiment is different from other soldiers of the Song Dynasty. The chief officer controls the general in peacetime, and the general controls the chief in wartime."

"So, you two are actually on the same level, and one soldier has two commanders. Who should you listen to?" Basang felt a little confused and unbelievable.

Ma Li nodded and said patiently: "If there is no war, the chief will control the general. In war, the general will control the chief. You should understand now."

"It's a war now, and the chief should be under your control. Now the horse formation is in charge of chief bear." Basang finally understood, hoping that Ma Li could fight with him to save his face.

Ma Li nodded and asked calmly: "General Basang wants to have a sword duel?"

"You and I are both leaders. If we don't compare, wouldn't we regret it for the rest of our lives?" Basang couldn't help but be overjoyed that the other party had finally been fooled.

You obviously have firearms and crossbows that are not being used, but you still want to compare spears and swords with me, Basang said, thinking in his heart.

But he didn't expect that Xiong Hu would actually ride to Ma Li's side, and persuaded Ma Li: "You are so angry, how can you do this? The security team's strengths are firearms and crossbows, and only use swords as a last resort. How can you use your strengths and avoid your weaknesses?" "

Basang now hates Xiong Hu so much that he ruins his good deeds over and over again and wants to kill him with a knife.

"Captain Ma, you are the chief general. Now you are controlling him. If he is not controlling you, how can you accept his cowardice everywhere?" Seeing that Xiong Hu came out to ruin his good deeds again, he felt anxious and hurriedly persuaded Ma Li.

Ma Li seemed to be persuaded and nodded: "Exactly, now is the battlefield, and now I, the commander-in-chief, have my word."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Li also felt that it was a bit too much. He turned to Xiong Hu and said, "Zibiao, I have my own concerns."

"Zi Qi, you are a long-term leader now. You must not act on your own initiative or show off your personal courage." Xiong Hu couldn't be dismissed with a few words and hurriedly tried to persuade him patiently.

When Basang heard this, he wanted to pick up his bow and arrow and shoot the bad guy to death.

Basang could only use provocative tactics: "The captain of the horse formation, timid at the moment, is not the behavior of a warrior."

"Since I have already spoken, how can I take it back? But after a comparison, how can there be no luck?" Ma Li was indeed fooled and said something.

Basang originally just wanted to defeat the opponent, firstly to win back, and secondly, if he captured the opponent, he could turn defeat into victory.

He has absolute confidence in his own strength. He once lifted someone else's horse over with one hand.

He came up with this idea after seeing that Ma Li was relatively average.

But when he heard about the winnings, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He hesitated, not expecting anyone to be more anxious than him.

When Xiong Hu heard this, he couldn't help but became anxious and shouted loudly: "Zi Qi, you must not be like this. You are the leader of a group, which means that you are not just one person, but a group of people."

Seeing Xiong Hu's anxious expression, he immediately felt relieved and blurted out: "What kind of lottery?"

"If I'm lucky enough to win, you must surrender." Ma Li said calmly.

Basang looked at Ma Li's stature with disdain. Ma Li was almost a head shorter than him.

Basang nodded and immediately agreed: "If I lose, I will surrender."

He was afraid that Ma Li would go back on his word, after all, Xiong Hu, a bookkeeper on the same level as Ma Li, was by his side.

After saying that, while riding his horse, he thrust the spear in his hand towards Ma Li, and then said: "Look at the spear."

Xiong Hu couldn't help but change his expression. Basang was definitely not as honest as he looked.

Not only did he look like he was much smaller than him, but he also took the lead in attacking.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look towards the battlefield with worry.

Basang's spear was already thrusting at Ma Li, and Ma Li's Hu-killing knife was still in the scabbard.

With so much horsepower, is it still too late? Xionghu thought worriedly.

Although Ma Li was talking, he always paid attention to Basang's movements.

Seeing Basang charging towards him with a spear, he shouted: "Look at the knife."

Basang held the spear in his hand and looked at Ma Li.

Seeing that his knife was still in the scabbard, he couldn't help but sneer. It seemed like he was almost certain to win.

Ma Li was speaking, riding his horse, and drawing his sword.

Seeing this, Xiong Hu finally felt relieved.

Amidst the clanging sound, the two finally collided with each other. The killing knife and the spear struck together, and sparks actually flashed out.

Basang was initially worried that his spearhead was not as sharp as his opponent's, but when he saw sparks flashing, he was finally relieved.

It seems that his weapons are worthy of being refined steel, and he does not fall behind when competing with his opponent.

But Xiong Hu couldn't help frowning. He was fighting with the opponent's weapon with the Sha Hu Dao like this. Obviously, the Sha Hu Dao was at a disadvantage.

The opponent used a spear, while Ma Li used a Hu-killing knife.

Unless Ma Li hits the tip of the opponent's spearhead and cuts off the edge of the tip, no matter how powerful the sword is, the more times it is struck, the edge will be cut off.

Basang obviously noticed this, seeing Ma Li fighting with him with weapons, obviously aiming at the tip of his spearhead.

He shouted, and a spear actually waved out waves of spear shadows, as if hundreds of spearheads were stabbing at Ma Li.

Basang was extremely strong and worked hard on the spear. He swung it to the extreme before he could dance with the spear shadow.

His master admired him very much and named this move the Spear Shadow Viper.

Because this move looks like a spear shadow, but only one is real, and the rest are fake.

The real one is like a cold and poisonous snake. If it is bitten, it will either cause serious injury or death.

Basang dared to compete with Horsepower precisely because he had this confidence.

After all, Ma Li has a Hu-killing knife in his hand, and obviously cannot confront the opponent head-on for a long time.

Now that the other party used such a trick again, he had only one way to dodge for the time being.

When Ma Li pinched the war horse, the horse immediately turned around.

The powerful horse turned around, making Basang overjoyed.

His spear suddenly trembled. Just now it looked like dozens of venomous snakes, but now it turned into one venomous snake.

Ma Li drove the war horse to run in front, and Basang chased closely behind.

The pursuit was secondary. The key was that the spear in Basang's hand was like a poisonous snake, biting hard at Ma Li's vest.

As long as one is bitten by this venomous snake, the weakest person will be seriously injured, and the worst person will even die.

By this time, not only was Xiong Hu's face covered in cold sweat, but also the other security officers' foreheads were covered in cold sweat.

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