Chapter 723 Fighting

Thousands of Tarmon soldiers were rushing to the mountain. They found the identity of Song Nan and others, because the bodies of dozens of Tarmas killed were inadvertently by a Tart who urinated at night, and they found that the cooked food and rice bowls were missing in the tent. After asking all the way, they knew that a group of people had been mixed up. Enter the barracks. It was said to send supper to the eagle cannon camp, and its purpose was self-evident, so it quickly caught up with the mountain.

The matter on the mountain is already on the string. Song Nan pulled out a pair of fire from her waist and shouted, "Never mind, rush up. No matter what, this cannon will be destroyed today."

Aunt Ye Fang pulled out her short sword and knew that she had fallen into the Jedi. It was useless to say more. She was determined to protect Song Nan's safety desperately. More than a dozen personal guards also followed Song Nan to see many dangerous people for many years. At this time, in the face of danger, they held the fire in their hands and waited for Song Nan's order.

"Close from below, kill people at sight, and create an opportunity for Lord Wang to attract the attention of the Tari." Song Nan issued a brief order and jumped up and rushed to the open land first. A shadow flashed around her, but Ye Fanggu had rushed to her head in three or two steps to protect Song Nan's side. The guards also followed closely without saying a word, and rushed down the low slope in an instant, passed through the low bushes around the flat ground, and came to the bonfire light.

More than 300 Tatar god eagle gunners specializing in firing have heard the loud call of the Tatar soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain, but the mountain wind was noisy. They didn't hear what they were shouting for a while, but they were also alert. Suddenly, I was surprised to see a group of people in herdsmen rushing down from the low slope in the south.

What do you do? The eagle cannon is stationed. Don't you want to rush to death? Three Tatar gunners stood by the bonfire and shouted.

What answered them was the roar of Mrs. Song's fiery gun in Song Nan's hand. This shot blew the three tatar soldiers standing together. The dense iron sand was embedded in their bodies. Countless blood holes snowed out and died for a moment. The three people covered their heads and rolled on the ground.

"No, enemy attack, it's an enemy attack." The tazis reacted and shouted, and at the same time began to look for armor and weapons to prepare for the enemy. These people were responsible for serving the eagle cannon. They were busy carrying shells all night and sweating profusely. In addition, in the rear of the army, it is also the key protection object, so there is no sense of crisis at all. When working, they all take off their armor and release their blades. At this moment, many people are still shirtless.

As soon as they heard the shouts of the enemy attack, these people were suddenly busy looking for equipment and weapons.

Song Nan and more than a dozen guards entered the flock like tigers. Under each other's cover, dozens of fires were knocked down in their hands in a moment.

A Tatar officer jumped on the back seat of the eagle cannon not far ahead and roared around: "Don't be messy. Stop it. The brothers at the foot of the mountain will arrive immediately. Although their firearms are powerful, there are only so many people. If everyone pester them, they can't get away."

Song Nan raised a firearm and shot him, but it couldn't hurt his hair at all because of the distance. The Tatari soldiers quickly calmed down after the initial panic. Hundreds of soldiers wearing armor and weapons came from all over. They could see that there were only a dozen people including Song Nan and others, and the four bread would be big. Weaken the power of firearms in their hands. They protected their heads and faces with wooden shields and pushed the crowd with long guns.

Song Nan knows that although the wooden shield can't stop the fire bullets, it can still play a starting point role. One shot can smash these simple wooden shields, but it is this short delay that the Tatars may get close.

"Take the bow and arrow, shoot them, shoot them to death." The tartan leader on the fort in front was still opening his teeth and dancing his claws. Aunt Ye Fang couldn't stand it and jumped out with her toes. Song Nan didn't hold it, but saw Ye Fanggu's figure rushing forward like a flying swallow. The Tatar soldiers behind the wooden shield formation saw Ye Fanggu rushing over and thrust their long guns out to Ye Fanggu to save thorns; Ye Fang's figure Turning around, avoiding a stabbed long gun, reaching out and holding the barrel of the gun and pulling it hard. The hand of the hand soldier of my gun pounced forward. Ye Fanggu raised her foot and stepped on his head. With a leap, her body had already risen to mid-air.

The Tatson leader on the fort was still relying on the distance, and shouted that the fire could not shoot him. Suddenly, he saw a figure leaping out of the besieged encirclement towards him. In panic, his eyes looked at the man in the air, and his heart suddenly jumped. The man's eyes were murderous. Obviously, he was his target.

"Stop him, you little finches on the grassland, what are you afraid of? He is alone." The leader held his knife and roared at more than a dozen Tatar soldiers below.

More than a dozen trolls shouted to greet them. The dagger in Ye Fanggu's hand emitted a trained halo, her footsteps were fast and light, and the sword in her hand flashed. In just a moment, five Taran soldiers lay down in front of her. The rest of the Tatar soldiers are like ghosts. The sword in this man's hand is no less than the firearm, and there is still a chance to survive when hit by the firearm, but the five brothers lying on the ground are swords in the critical part of their throats, and there is no chance to survive.

"Let's go, you guys go." The Ttar leader on the fort felt bad. While hoarsely forcing others to block Ye Fanggu, he jumped into the crowd of hundreds oftars rushing behind the fort.

Ye Fanggu let out a delicate scolding, stretched out her feet and picked up a long gun on the ground and held it in her hand, and tosped it towards the back of the Tatari leader. The long gun flew through the air with the sound of wind. The next moment, the back of the Tatar leader was hit by a long gun. Unfortunately, the head of the gun of the Tatar was too blunt, and the armor of the head of the Tatar was also very neat. The head of the gun did not pierce his body. Instead, he staggered down to the ground. When he raised his head, blood spread from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, the force of this blow was very heavy. Although it did not penetrate the armor, it shook the inner body.

Ye Fanggu waved her dagger grid to block the knife and gun that greeted her and flew to the head. The tartan leader crawled forward and was stabbed into the back of her neck by Ye Fanggu's sword. She only rotated back and forth, and a bloody head rolled aside.

The Talies shouted and stepped back a few steps like a devil. It was not surprising that people were killed on the battlefield, but if someone stared at a person in front of you, you have hundreds of brothers around to help, but you can't stop the fact that they lost their heads. This matter is not as simple as killing people. When Ye Fanggu's eyes were on a tour, no one dared to look at her, and she was afraid that she would be targeted by this person and become her next target.

This scene fell into the eyes of Song Nan in the rear, and Song Nan was also amazed. Since she met Ye Fanggu, Ye Fanggu has been practicing every day. It is three or nine cold and three hot days. Even in the morning of the day after she got married, when she was pregnant with her twin children and had a big belly, she never stopped practicing.

People from Song, including Song Nan, often joke that Ye Fanggu is a hard worker. Obviously, she can be raised and live a good life. Like Dai Suer, she reads books and studies painting, beats on the swings and butterflies in the garden, but they like to dance fists and feet. When Ye Fanggu talked about the reason, she always smiled faintly and said, "Practice martial arts and strengthen your body. Besides, this is my family's martial arts. If I don't practice it, I will lose it."

But in fact, Song Nan thought about this problem in private. He attributed Ye Fanggu's behavior to a lack of security. Judging from Ye Fanggu's experience, the tragedy at home before has become an indelible shadow. Although she is very comfortable in Song Mansion now, there is always a sense of crisis in her heart, and she also practices martial arts. I want to have a means to protect myself and increase my sense of security.

But in any case, it seems that all this hard work has not been in vain. Ye Fanggu's martial arts skills are much better than a few years ago. On the other hand, I worked hard at the beginning and practiced my fists with Aunt Ye Fang for more than half a year, but then I put my mind elsewhere and rarely practiced. On the battlefield, without the help of fire, I'm afraid it would be three or two things to meet under Aunt Ye Fang.

"For good, it's my woman." Song Nan muttered in his heart, but the fire in his hand did not stop for a moment, and the fire bloomed on all sides, and the wooden shield in the hands of the Tatarsmen burst out in front of him.

The hand soldiers rushed forward and came close to the front. The machetes and long guns greeted them together. At least half of the brocade guards had no time to change their ammunition, so they had to pull out the embroidered spring knives to fight. For a moment, they were entangled by the hand soldiers.

Although these close guards are good at fighting skills, there are hundreds of people in Taran, and there are only a dozen here. Where are the opponents? Inadvertently, a personal guard was shot in the thigh and fell softly. At the same time, he was also stabbed in the chest and suddenly fell to the ground.

Song Nan roared loudly and put a close shot at the face of the heads of several Tataritan soldiers who killed the guards with the ammunition. With a roar, the heads and faces of these Tatari were smashed. The shotguns at close range were not small, and the hard skulls could not be resisted, and the iron sand was densely embedded in their heads and faces. , none of them are human.

Even so, the situation was still taking a sharp turn, and two more guards fell into a pool of blood, and the shouts of the Ttars reinforcements rushing halfway up the mountain could be heard. Thousands of Ttars were coming quickly. If they arrived, everyone would be here to explain.

Song Nan looked anxiously to the north. There was no movement in the big tents. More than 30 guards brought by Wang Yong couldn't even see a shadow. They didn't know what was going on there. Ye Fanggu turned back and came back. With the bravery of close combat, she could force back the arrogant and approaching Ttar soldiers on the right. Everyone relied on a fort to stabilize their positions. Ye Fanggu and five or six guards fought back fiercely and gave Song Nan and several other guards a chance to give good ammunition.

More than a dozen shots were fired, and the tard in front of him fell down, which slightly eased the urgent situation. The Tari soldiers did not dare to come forward for a moment, so they simply retreated 20 steps away. Song Nan thought for a moment and understood the intention of thetars, which was to shoot arrows. At such a close distance, with only a few dozen bows and arrows, you can shoot all these ten people here. The problem is that you can't stop them from doing so.

Do you really want to break the halberd here? Song Nan's heart flashed this idea like lightning. Although he knew that he should not think about this at this time, he still couldn't help thinking about it.

"Fight arrows and shoot them to death." The tatarmen shouted, and sixty or 70 pairs of bows and arrows were in place, standing behind the tatarmen and pulling bows and aiming.

Song Nan sighed and stretched out her hand to hold Ye Fanggu. Ye Fanggu's body slowly leaned on Song Nan's body and trembled slightly.

"Boom, click, click, boom." The roar of the world sounded without warning, making the earth tremble, the heat wave swept through the dust and smoke, and the people present were shocked.

"Get down." Song Nan only had time to shout, so she hugged Aunt Ye Fang and fell to the ground.