Chapter0022 Enemy Chief

Zhuo Fan is a little nervous. This is another an ambush battle that has not been experienced. The success or failure depends on whether the Tatars can enter the ambushed range without being aware of it. This range is very small, because the Tatars are all cavalry and have excellent riding skills, so they cannot be given time to react.

Li Weisheng and Stone are near Zhuo Fan. These specific tactical arrangements are not much better than Zhuo Bufan, and they are also equally nervous and unbearable. Although he is very good at talking about everything and is also a hermit in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, in fact, he is a few years older than Zhuo Bufan, otherwise there will be no bloody scene of words on the wine table. Stone was extremely excited. If he did a good job of leading the way, it showed that he was already an official member of Zhuo Jiajun.

The archers responsible for covering the Zhuo family army have set up their arrows and nervously observed the enemy from the forest.

Obviously, the tartars did not find anything wrong. Huang Pao took a horse slowly and bowed his head seemingly lonely. I don't know what they were thinking. In this way, the yellow robe gradually approached the ambush range i, with only a few horse positions. Of course, Bai Bing was also among them.

"Bang~~", an arrow suddenly flew out, and the white feather eagle was particularly eye-catching.

No one expected that someone would take a bow and go away at this critical time.

The Tatar was shocked. The yellow robe threw the guards around him up and covered the general with all his strength. The soldiers in ambush on Zhuofan's side were also shocked and then rushed out with a roar. At this point, they could only do their best.

The hand was first shocked by the cold arrow, and then saw a large number of Dahua soldiers rushing over with machetes from the mountain forest. They shouted and pulled out the machete to meet them. The yellow robe and several close guards turned the horse's head and ran back. White ice was also among them, and the Tatron brigade behind also coaxed. However, the horse rushed forward.

Zhuo Nofan is going crazy. How can you see who made a mistake? If he sees it, he will definitely cut it with a knife. At the foot of the mountain, the yellow robe with white ice has turned the horse's head, and the Tarrilla guard has also met an ambush. Although the number of Tarans is at an absolute disadvantage in some parts, it is obvious that the ambush has failed, and there is no way to break through the Taran sniper and save Bai Bing.

At this time, the mountain forest suddenly remembered the frightening bowstrings, and the seemingly calm mountain forest suddenly flew out countless white feathers, like a flock of birds flying. The terrain was too unfavorable for the Taran, and the Taran soldiers who rushed up behind were shrouded in white feathers without any suspense. In an instant, there were almost no living people in the whole fifty-step range. Archery is Zhuo Jiajun's best job.

However, Huang Pao's party has already started. They know that only by rushing back to the brigade can they be temporarily safe. As long as they speed up, the second round of volley may not be able to catch up.

Zhuo was anxious. He comforted the impudent old woman and jumped up with a knife. This time, the veterans who replaced Zhou Tong's guard performed their duties well and pressed them back to the shelter.

At this time, the commandos led by Zhou Tong and Xing Tianhu have met with the few guards of the Tas and cut off all the Tasar guards, while the Dahua army fell down only a few people. After all, the advantage of the number of people is here, and the Tasars can't soldiers play the advantage of cavalry at all. At the same time, Dahua Bian is also a veteran, as well as Zhou Tong and Xing Tianhu.

Zhou Tong knew what he was going to do. Under a machete in front of him, Zhou Tong actually blocked it directly with his left forearm. After a sound of tapping with a wooden stick, the knife in his right hand flashed and cut down the stunned Tatarsman. When Zhou Tong flashed the last tatar soldier, in front of him, Huang Pao and his party were already ten steps away and were speeding. In any case, they could not catch up.

However, at this time, another rapid white dot crossed, which was shot at the joint of the front leg of the yellow robe. The horse that was running forward with no pity urged by the yellow robe gave a sigh of sadness. The horse lost its front hoof and fell to the ground. No matter how good the riding was, it was inevitable that a mouth would gnaw mud. It was all a flashy thing. It was originally to turn around and leave. Several Tarot guards in front of the yellow robe did not notice that the master had fallen off. **'s horse pedaled hard, and the speed had risen. The distance of dozens of steps passed in an instant. He ran into the brigade holding a round shield behind and continued to charge, and Bai Bing was also among them. The archers on the mountain also urgently stopped the second round of volley and did not start sniping again until Bai Bing disappeared into the Ttar brigade.

Zhou Tong looked at his main mission goal, Bai Bing, and was taken away by the tarts again. He almost bit his front teeth. How could he stand up to the young master's weight, but he saw a yellow robe with a mouth nibbling mud. His heart moved and strode forward. At this time, Xing Tianhu and others rushed forward after cleaning up the tarts.

The situation changed greatly in an instant. The original goal of the Dahua army was not achieved, but it blocked the way for the Tatari, and accidentally found that the local general was captured and came to a battlefield to take the initiative to rush to capture the Tatari commander alive. Although the Tatars saved the prisoners, they found that their master had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation until they avoided the second round of arrow rain. Now they blew up their nests, shouted, and rushed to the yellow robe desperately.

However, there are nearly 2,000 archers on the mountain. 2,000 archers can't defend this narrow mountain road, so they simply wipe their necks and hang them. What's more, as long as you cover for a moment. There are only three guards behind the palace beside the yellow robe.

Zhou Tong rushed straight over. Before the three salam guards could come forward to help the yellow robe general, they could only wave the machete and only beg to sniper the enemy for a moment, hoping that the master could escape.

The Tazi guard could not see the situation behind him. Zhou Tong saw it and knew that the Tari in the flying feathers in the sky would not pass for a while, so he focused on the last obstacle in front of him.

Looking at these sars face to face is slightly different from the sarsars I saw before. At most, there is one light leather armor on the body of ordinary soldiers, which is not wearing a helmet. A small piece of hair in the center of the head is braided, and the tail of the hair is not tight. It flies with the wind, and the hair around the braids is shaved, revealing the shiny scalp, and the feeling of aliens is particularly obvious. And these Tasan soldiers are much more neatly dressed, wearing light armor with iron buckles, which is wide and easy to move. They also wear a high and pointed light helmet on their heads and a white mane. Although they are still very different from the Dahua army, they are much more formal in their eyes.

Zhou Tong will not be afraid of the yellow robe running away for a while, unless he can ignore the flying feathers, wear a knife in his hand, and hit three Tatari soldiers with one head.

The Taranian soldiers were stunned by Zhou Tong's behavior. Why did they ever see such soldiers put blades behind in the battle between the two armies and sent their big heads to you to cut them first. He wondered that his hands were not slow, and his feet were stopped. Three Tatars guard waved machetes in their hands and cut Zhou Tong from three directions.

Zhou Tong repeated his old technique and raised his left arm to block the machete that came straight to the front door. The sword in his right hand had fallen and poked into the other party's lower abdomen effortlessly, which was as fierce as a street hooligan. Zhou Tong's moves are not necessarily strange. He was all on the iron shirt. He only heard two loud voices. The left and right machetes had fiercely hit Zhou Tong, covered his head and face, and cut his coat straight from his shoulder.

In order to catch the way, Zhuo Jiajun's side was also covered with light armor. Zhou Tong's upper body only had one tight short leaning. This time, it was actually separated by two pieces, and the tied leather rope was broken, and it fell back and forth.

What about blood? The Tart soldiers were secretly happy, but then they found something wrong. They were all veterans who had been fighting for many years. Under this power, it was certain that the skin broke the flesh and bones were broken. It should be a happy face full of blood. What about blood?

They no longer had a chance to understand this problem. Xing Tianhu and others have rushed to it, and the two Tatar soldiers instantly turned into a pool of rotten meat.

Zhou Tong looked at the twisted Tatson soldier in front of him and felt the dark power of the blade in his hand driven by the other party's painful twitching internal organs. He shouted happily. The desire to kill is one of the many desires flowing in human blood. What's more, there is a cruel and murderous man in front of him. He is the murderer who has just slaughtered the people of Dahua. The pleasure of killing and revenge made Zhou Tong very excited.

He pulled out his knife and no longer looked at the soft fallen Tatson soldier. Zhou Tong flew up and kicked the golden-handled machete in his hand in the yellow robe that had just climbed up and pressed him to the ground. Unexpectedly, this guy was so strong that he almost didn't hold it down. Zhou Tong turned the knife handle upside down and poked him heavily under his ribs. The yellow robe suddenly softened and his teeth grinned white.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhuo Bufan jumped up when he saw this scene. At this time, he had already thought of countermeasures. This ambush was not a failure, and he also had chips and would not be coerced by the dying Tatar soldiers with white ice.

The impact of the Tarot Brigade suddenly stopped, because they had seen that their coach had disappeared into the mountains. At this time, both sides held hostages and lost their meaning to sacrifice their lives to attack. The sudden fierce battlefield suddenly became quiet, leaving dead bodies and painfully twitching horses. , a mess.

Soon, Huang Pao was taken to Zhuo Fan and finally saw this quite capable enemy chief at close range. Zhuo Fan did not expect that the other party would look like this, which was completely beyond his imagination.

In my impression, the commander must be an eight-foot tall, big waist and a fierce face. At least, he is also a powerful man with a beard and eyes as big as a bronze bell. I never thought that the other party would be like this... Although such a gentle taste is not as elegant as the talent in Li Weisheng's bones, it is definitely not like a general who can command tens of thousands of people to gallop across the battlefield.