Almost at the moment the killer gave the order.
Ning Feng's eyes widened and he looked towards the rice fields where the noise was coming from.
A cold light flashed across his face, and he, who had experienced countless narrow escapes on the battlefield, immediately realized what he had encountered.
"Enemy attack!"
"Leedun!"
"Abandon the fire!"
The escorting convoy was composed of well-trained officers and soldiers, especially the coachmen surrounding the carriage, who were also Yu Zhengrong's elite soldiers.
Orders and prohibitions.
Before Ning Feng finished speaking, they lifted up the tarpaulin on the cart, and within half a breath, they untied all the shields that were fixed to the back of the cart using a special rope knotting method.
After untying the ropes, everyone threw the torches in their hands two steps away, gathered around the carriage, and blocked the carriage in all directions with their shields.
"咴咴咴~~"
The horse was frightened and neighed.
Immediately, the carriage shook violently as someone came up carrying a shield.
Ning Wuyang was sitting in the carriage, and he suddenly felt the armor that was covering the sky and the moon outside was piled on the roof of the carriage, and the air seemed to be solidified, protecting them within it.
Only one lamp on the coffee table was almost extinguished by the wind in front of it. At this time, because the air was not flowing well, it made a "crackling" sound and burned more vigorously.
This allowed Ning Wuhuang to clearly see that Yunfei was staring at the few gaps in the shield that had leaked out due to the crowd of people. He clenched the dagger in his hand, ready to rush over and mend it at any time. loopholes.
I also saw clearly the horrified expression on Zhou Jingxian's face.
"Is it Zhou An?"
"It's impossible." Ning Wuyang said, pretending to be unsure.
"It must be Zhou An! He actually dares to take action. No, I have to tell him that this car is loaded with..." Zhou Jingxian hadn't finished her words yet.
Duh duh duh…
Duh duh duh…
A downpour of arrows came and hit the shield, making a chilling sound.
Even though he had already made a prediction in his heart, Ning Wuyan's heart was still worried when he saw the arrows that could not shine coldly through the small cracks that arrows could not penetrate, and the black shadows flashing in the rice fields. Throat.
Fortunately, his practice over the past few days allowed him to maintain his composure in the face of such a dense rain of arrows, otherwise he would have been scared to death.
Duh duh duh!
The arrows kept falling.
Ning Wuyan couldn't help but sigh: Zhou An is really ruthless. Not only does he want to kill him, he also doesn't intend to let everyone else go.
From the looks of it, the arrow rain will continue for a while longer.
Good thing.
Looking at the distance, the group of killers were still seventy or eighty meters away from them.
The torch was thrown so far away that they shouldn't be able to see the shield, and judging from Zhou An's timing, no one among them noticed the convoy's equipment.
Stay calm and don't panic, you can win this battle.
In the rice fields.
The killers only heard a dull crash, but no screams, and were a little confused.
The older leader squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the carriage.
But because the torches that were near the carriage had been thrown to the outside of the carriage, all they could see was the dark area of the carriage. No one got off the carriage, and the arrows they shot were not blocked by many. .
But why didn't anyone scream?
"This horse has shot several horses to death, why is there no human sound? Are we seeing a ghost at night?"
"It doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost, shoot all the arrows in your hand, and then go after the ones who are alive. Shoot higher. Maybe they will react quickly and hide behind the cart."
Anyway, they shot higher, and the carriage was within the range of the falling arrows.
The killers were also confident and calm, without any panic.
Swish, swish, swish...
Another batch of arrows rained down.
Zhou An, who was following the killer, squinted his eyes and frowned, looking towards the bright light on the official road ahead.
He clearly had the advantage, but when he saw the arrows in the quivers carried by the killers in front of him, the number of arrows gradually decreased, and finally there were only one or two left, but he couldn't help but panic in his heart.
I don't know whether it was because he didn't hear Ning Wuyan's screams and begging for mercy, or because he was afraid of the unknown.
In short, the uneasiness deep in his heart gradually expanded, making him tremble all over.
"It must be because of the excitement. It seems that my father is right. I will still go to the military camp to practice more in the future. I can't scare myself when I encounter such a big and lively scene with many people."
Zhou An worked hard to control his emotions and keep a calm mind at all times.
Because after the rain of arrows is over, he still needs to organize an attack and clean up the battlefield.
Although he couldn't shoot Ning Wuchang and Zhou Jingxian with his own hands, he wanted to see Ning Wuchang and Zhou Jingxian's bodies chopped into pulp in front of his eyes.
"Running out of arrows!"
finally.
The quivers carried by the killers were all emptied, and they took advantage of the situation and picked up their usual weapons.
In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Zhou An added some more arrows to the original one thousand.
Make sure you have twenty arrows in each killer's quiver.
A total of 1,600 arrows.
These arrows are enough to turn the carriage into a hedgehog. Even if it is blocked by the carriage board, it will definitely be penetrated and shattered into dregs.
But Zhou An still waited for ten breaths and confirmed that there was no movement from the coachmen on the official road. It seemed that everyone had been shot to death by arrows or had lost the ability to fight.
Then he stood up from the rice field, raised his arms and shouted.
"Come on! Leave no one alive!"
The leading killers were stunned for a moment.
When they came to their senses, Guan Lao, who would normally risk his life to take the lead for them under such circumstances, was now completely cold.
Now they can only decide their next action based on what they see in front of them and common sense inferences.
"Come on!"
"Brothers, whoever gets Ning Wuyan's head first will get half of the reward!"
Due to Zhou An's arrangement and the killers' confidence that not many people would survive after the arrow rain, they also received a heavy reward of one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Everyone rushed towards the carriage.
Zhou An started too hastily, and the black scarf on his face slipped off.
Out of caution, he hurriedly pulled up the black scarf on his face.
They were afraid that these killers were only interested in taking Ning's innocent head and carelessly let the coachman run away, leaving him alive and then pointing out that it was him who did it.
Although he could deny the past and get away with it easily, Grandpa Huang must not be suspicious of him regarding Zhou Jingxian's death.
Because Grandpa Huang does not need evidence to judge a person guilty.
"Ahhhh..."
At this moment, the mute guard suddenly pulled Zhou An's clothes, almost causing him to fall to pieces.
"What are you doing? I don't need you to explore the way here. Go back to the Midnight Pavilion and keep an eye on that little brat!"
Zhou An shouted impatiently and took a step forward, but tripped.
Fortunately, another guard quickly gave him a hand, so he didn't fall.
"Uh huh..."
The mute guard was gesturing wildly while trying to drag Zhou An back.
Zhou An slapped the opponent in the face with such force that the mute guard staggered and fell to the ground.
"You don't have a tongue and you're talking nonsense. Who can understand?"
"Little Marquis, withdraw!"
At this moment, another guard understood what the mute guard meant, grabbed Zhou An's back collar, and tried to step back.
call!
Before Zhou An could scold the two guards for being crazy, a large fire suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
A hundred meters away, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
It is familiar because it is very similar to the tone and tone of the orders given by the Emperor during military parades.
Strange because he didn't know the person speaking.
But one can hear the actual murderous intention.
"Remove armor!"
"Light the fire!"
"Fire the arrow!"
