"Kick...kick...kick...kick..."
"Hey~~~" Tang Su hurriedly reined in the horse's reins. The hand holding the horse's reins was trembling slightly. His face was pale and cold sweat was pouring down. His eyes were round and his pupils dilated instantly: there were four more rows of dozens of people in front of his eyes. There were antler trees, each of which was covered with long thorns. A group of generals lined up to block the road - they were all armored and armed with murderous intent.
Seeing this scene, Tang Su cried for the second time in his memory. The first time he cried was when his parents were killed by bandits at the entrance of the village twenty-seven years ago, and he became an orphan. Today, he cried again. Twenty-seven years ago, he was still a child. The death of his parents was not caused by him, and all he felt in his heart was pain and fear. But today, his tears contained more guilt and hatred, "I...why didn't I discover these ambushes just now? I actually led the prince into the enemy's trap! I...I really deserve to die! I will never die." redemption..."
Tang Su turned his head and called Xia Muyang in a miserable voice, "My lord, in the next life Tang Su will go find a field for you!"
Xia Muyang saw tears streaming down his face, and knew he was going to do something stupid. It was too late to stop him, so he saw him slap the horse's butt hard with his knife, and then the horse rushed out.
"Ah~~~Ah~~~"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
"Bang!" There was a dull sound of landing.
Tang Su thought, "Maybe I can hold my breath and rush to the antlers. If I risk my life, maybe I can push away a few of the antlers." Unfortunately, when he was only a foot away from the roadblock, he and his mount His body was covered with arrow feathers, and he fell down slumped.
"My lord...I'm sorry!" Tang Su muttered using his last breath of strength. He was lying on his side on the ground, his whole body was covered in blood, and his limbs were still twitching. Tears and blood were mixed together, and his eyes were full of regret and unwillingness.
Kong Yuhe drove his horse up from the rear of the team and glanced at Tang Su who was lying in front. A ray of sadness flashed in his eyes. He quickly gathered his mind and reported to Xia Muyang: "Your Majesty, the back is also blocked. The thief has crossed Thousands." There was no fear in his heart, only worry and confusion. "Who are they? Is it possible that they want to put the prince to death?"
There is an interceptor in front, a pursuer behind, a steep wall on the left, and an abyss on the right...
Before Kong Yuhe came to report, Xia Muyang had already guessed, "Since it is a trap, how can there be a gap?"
"Your Majesty, brothers will fight for your life to find a way out for you!" Kong Yuhe held the handle of the knife tightly and gritted his teeth. He naturally knew that this was a desperate situation within a desperate situation, and if he had to fight with his life, there might still be a glimmer of hope - that was King Zhi's chance of survival.
Xia Muyang listened to what he said but did not answer, staring straight ahead. Sure enough, a horse slowly emerged from the opponent's camp, and on it was a middle-aged man with a long beard. He let go of the reins, cupped his hands at Xia Muyang and said with a smile: "Haha, Your Majesty King Zhi, I, Mu Danqing, have been waiting here for a long time!" There was a sense of heroism in Danqing's words, and there was no sense of pride in having the upper hand.
"Mu Danqing?" Xia Muyang said softly with cold eyes. He had heard this name countless times, and it was his imaginary enemy for many years. This was the first time he met a real person, and he didn't expect it to be deep within the borders of Dahua. He was able to lead so many people to lurk here, but it would have been impossible without some insider help.
"Your Majesty!" Kong Yuhe called. Seeing Xia Muyang nodded slowly, he took the order and retreated to the escort team.
"Form the formation!" He turned his back to the guards and shouted suddenly.
Twenty people jumped off their horses in response, each tore off a piece of cloth, and blindfolded the horse(*) on the side. Twenty more people drove horses and surrounded Xia Muyang. There was no barrier here, so they used their bodies to create a barrier for Xia Muyang.
"Ang~~~" A continuous painful cry of horses came from the valley, and twenty sturdy military horses suddenly rushed forward and rushed towards the antler tree. It turned out that these horses were suddenly stabbed in the buttocks and ran forward in pain. Behind the horses were twenty elite soldiers from the White Army who were selected from a hundred. They used the cover of the horses to rush to the antlers and pushed a gap in the barrier.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Arrows flew from the front like locusts and pierced the horse's body. Although the horse was hit by an arrow, it did not fall down in time and still rushed forward more than ten feet.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The twenty warriors in white clothes who charged forward lowered their stature and took advantage of the opportunity to shoot darts forward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" With a group of horses blocking the way, twelve of the twenty white warriors rushed to within ten feet of the antler tree.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The generals of Jue Kingdom did not expect that the other side had darts, and dozens of them fell down in response. The dart was only three inches long and two inches wide, but all the soldiers hit by the dart were killed instantly. It was obvious that the poison was tempered with it.
Immediately afterwards, another twenty horses were blindfolded and pierced in the buttocks, and they ran towards the deer horn tree. Twenty white warriors quickly followed the horses, charging and firing poison darts at the enemy formation... Every step these horses and these dead soldiers take is a life stolen through the rain of arrows.
The valley was constantly echoing with the sound of arrows piercing the sky and the screams and roars of horses... Every arrow that fell in the narrow path was a trophy obtained by the robes using their bodies as bait.
The three hundred accompanying guards were either the elite of the White Army or the personal guards of Prince Zhi's palace. In terms of skill, experience and courage, they were not comparable to the Jue Kingdom warriors opposite them. One hundred human lives and one hundred horse lives actually tore a gap in the antler stake in front. At this time, the opponent's feather arrows seemed to be running out.
Jue Guo Feather Arrows, a quiver has a capacity of forty short feather arrows. Standing at the front of the enemy formation are two hundred Jue Guo archers. In less than half an hour, they had fired 70% of the arrows.
The road is open, it's up to us to see if we can run through it.
Kong Yuhe breathed a long sigh of relief, pulled out the sword with a "clang" sound, and shouted: "Everyone is entangled in the formation!"
Xia Muyang was still thinking when he was suddenly pulled off his horse. Four personal guards approached him and held his arms and front and back respectively. Six personal guards took the arms of the four men and two of them covered the heads of the ten people. There were also eight samurai holding swords in front of them. He protected it tightly.
More than a hundred warriors brandished swords, stepped on the corpses of their companions, braved stray arrows, and rushed towards the gap in the roadblock. Behind them, nearly a hundred people protected Xia Muyang step by step, back and forth, inside and out. "Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!" The sound of uniform footsteps was still clearly audible amid the chaos. Except for the twenty warriors who were personally guarding Xia Muyang, the remaining people formed a human wall in pairs, with the former behind their backs retreating and those in front of them advancing.
Since I already have the will to die in my heart, what is there to fear?
The arrows flew in and pierced the backs of the warriors in front of the human wall. Their steps gradually became weak and their bodies gradually withered. Finally, they were hugged by the opposite robes and became a human shield.
... ...
The sound of arrows piercing the sky finally stopped, and the white-clothed army finally crossed the antler wooden barrier. The warriors who were not covered were all shot into hedgehogs, and at this time they were sparsely put down by the robes.
Thirty-seven people.
Counting Xia Muyang, there were only thirty-seven people left out of the three hundred and two.
Looking at the tragic death of their comrades around them, no one cried. They had no time to cry, and no extra energy to cry. "Keng! Keng! Keng!" The sounds of drawing swords were heard one after another. There were thirty-seven sounds in total.
"Kill~~~!" Xia Muyang shouted, rushing to the front, leading thirty-six people into the thousands-man camp of Jue Kingdom.
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