Chapter 266 Brave

Wang Yong knew that he was definitely found. It's okay to be killed by the Tatans. The emperor can't send out the news that he was trapped, and Lord Song has failed his trust and request, which is the most important thing.

The Tatsar cavalry was getting closer and closer. Wang Yong's eyes patrolled around. At a glance, he saw a puddle of water that accumulated after the rain not far away, and suddenly became wise and rolled into the small puddles. The puddles were not deep, but it was full of sludge. Wang Yong lay his body in the sludge sewage and exposed two eyes under a long grass on the edge of the edge. With a sound of chirring birds, more than 20 Tatari soldiers had arrived at the hiding place just now.

"What about people? The direction pointed by the brother on the watchtower just now is here. Why is it gone in the blink of an eye? A man strangled the spinning war horse and shouted.

Another man jumped off the horse and soon saw the traces of Wang Yong rolling into the waterbub. The ripples of sewage in the waterbub had not stopped, and there were still bubbles in the water. Obviously, someone was hiding in the water.

The Tari squeezed his eyes and made a gesture and deliberately shouted, "I think the watcher's eyes are dazzled, and no one is here at all. Damn it, we ran for nothing."

At the same time, several Tatari soldiers quietly got off their horses and slowly approached the water depression with long knives. A boot showed half of their heels in the mud. Several Tatari men covered their mouths and smiled secretly. At the same time, they raised their machetes and shouted loudly, "Try to hide in the water."

While talking, the machete went up and down, cutting the heel of the half of the boots exposed in writing, together with a large area around it.

The machete went up and down, the muddy water splashed and fell in pieces. The laughter of the Tatar was harsh, which shocked several larks spread their wings not far away and flew straight to the sky.

There was no trace of blood coming out of the sewage. The handa who slashed with knives stopped with sewage stains and astonishment. They looked at each other and suddenly made a loud noise. A huge thing full of mud suddenly rushed out of the puddle. In the muddy water, a silver light flashed by, and the two Taterson soldiers looked shocked. Standing in the water, his hand covered his throat and cackled, and then fell into the water. The vigorous blood quickly stained the red and turbid sewage.

"It's not good, this * is a murderer." The soldiers reacted and shouted.

Wang Yong, one of the 13 Taibao of Fusi in Beizhen, did not get a false reputation. The embroidered spring knife was as fast as lightning, and the two Tatrons were immediately cut off their throats. After killing the two, the barefoot Wang Yong flew to the shore with fishy mud and rushed to several horses 20 steps away before the Tatari soldiers surrounded them, and walked on the grass. At one point, he flew on the back of a war horse, clamped his legs, and the horse ran wildly.

The Tatar soldiers scolded and chased, and the horns sounded. The tars in the Yangyuan barracks also reacted quickly, and dozens of horses rushed out of the camp gate to intercept them.

Wang Yong hit the horse's back and ran south, ignoring the Tarot soldiers who came to intercept in front of him. He stared and raised the embroidered spring knife and passed through the dozens of intercepted Tarots. The three Tatari behind him rolled off his horse, and Wang Yong also had a deep snow hole on his shoulder.

"Fight arrows!" A leader shouted angrily.

The tars woke up and raised their bows and arrows on their backs and shot them. The tartars were good at arching on the back of the horse, and they did not lose their heads at all in the bumps. Dozens of arrow feathers were like poisonous snakes and went straight to Wang Yong's heart. Wang Yong knew that it was powerful. He slipped out to the horse's abdomen and played a stamen to hide in the stamen. The arrows crossed the horse with a whistling sound. On the back, the horse rushed through the open space next to the camp and rushed to the mountain pass to the south.

The Tatans chased closely, and four or five groups of horse teams in the camp also joined the chasing team. Feather arrows swept over Wang Yong's head. Wang Yong shrank his head and waved a long knife to block, trying to avoid it.

"S shoot the horse, shoot the horse." Someone shouted.

Everyone was enlightened, and the reason why the shooter shot the horse first was forgotten. Suddenly, a large nest of feather arrows shot at Wang Yong**'s war horse.

Wang Yong scolded repeatedly and turned around and waved the embroidered spring knife at the horse's buttocks. The feather arrows were too dense. Although the grid blocked five or six feather arrows, the left and right branches could not be complete. A feather arrow went straight to the horse's right thigh and shot, and Wang Yong's embroidered spring knife just waved to the left to block a flying feather and used the old There is no time to block. Between the lightning and fire, Wang Yong's lowered left hand looked at the way of the arrow and reached out to block it, and heard a blood splash. Wang Yong shouted in pain, and the palm of his left hand was shot through by flying feathers. The arrow was only a little different from the horse's leg and was blocked by Wang Yong's hand.

The tars screamed and scolded. Wang Yong got up in pain, pulled out the arrows hard, and slapped the horse's buttocks with the arrow as a whip. The horse seemed to know that Wang Yong had saved his life, rushed to the exit of the valley and quickly.

Although the Tasan soldiers chased after, as one person and one horse in front of them filled into the entrance of the valley and disappeared in the rock, the horn to stop the pursuit also sounded. It is not allowed to let the brigade chase out of the mountain pass for an unknown person. Outside the mountain pass is the boundary of the battle with the Weizhou soldiers. More than ten days ago, Montenegro After the fort was killed by more than 40 soldiers and horses in Weizhou, Shangguan ordered not to take a step out of the mountain pass. No one dared to disobey this order, but could only watch the muddy and brave guy leave.

Wang Yong did not dare to stop at all. Although there seemed to be no pursuers behind him, Wang Yong still hit the horse's buttocks crazily, forcing the horse to use all his energy. In his hand, the wound at the shoulder socket was full of blood. With the bumps of the horse's back, the blood in the wound also bumpy splashed, and his whole body became blood. He was also worried about himself. You can't stick to Fort Montenegro, so you must run with all your strength.

An hour later, on the fortress on the top of Heishanbao, the Weizhou guard soldiers stationed saw a horse galloping out of the north mountain road from afar and stared at it carefully. Under the slope of the fortress, the man suddenly fell from the horse and did not move.

The soldiers on the wall quickly reported to the 100 households guarding the fort. The 100 households took people down the hillside and came to the vicinity. They were shocked. Their faces were full of mud, and their bodies were blood red, and they were no longer human.

"Hey, who are you?" A flag official kicked the motionless Wang Yong.

This foot happened to be carried at the wound of Wang Yong's shoulder socket. Wang Yong woke up in pain and opened his eyes wide. He saw the soldiers in Ming military uniform around him. He was immediately excited to get up, but he found that his whole body was powerless and could not move at all, and his mouth could not speak.

"Who are you?" The little flag asked again.

Wang Yong raised his finger to his waist and tilted his head and fainted.

"Search him." Hundreds of households ordered.

Xiaoqi covered his nose and stretched out his hand to groping on Wang Yong's dirty waist. Suddenly, he found a black sign full of mud. The hundred households frowned and took it, wiped it with a cloth towel and suddenly shouted, "Bei Fusi Jinyi guard hundreds of families in Beizhen? Hurry up and save the fortress."

Everyone was shocked. They carried Wang Yong back to the castle, stripped off his clothes, washed them with clean water, drugged the wound, and poured a large bowl of hot soup. Wang Yong was sleepy until night and finally woke up.

"Quickly, send me to Weizhou City to meet Lord Jiang." Wang Yong woke up and shouted.

"Are you a hundred households in Fusi, North Town?" Hundreds of people guarding the Black Mountain Fort still have to ask his identity.

"I am Wang Yong, a subordinate of Song Zhenfu in Beizhen. The emperor's car was trapped in Xinpingbao by the Tsar. Song Zhen asked me to ask Lord Jiang of Weizhou for help and take me to see him quickly." Wang Yong was eager to get up, and the wound on his shoulder burst, and blood penetrated the bandaged cloth.

"Are you Nan Ye's subordinate?" The hundred households exclaimed, "Master Nan and the emperor are surrounded by the zars?"

Wang Yong didn't answer. He struggled to get up and ran out of the door. He had no time to follow Baihu to explain too much. It was already dark, which had been delayed for a day.

"Prepare for the horse back to Weizhou." The hundred households also knew the seriousness of the matter and ordered repeatedly.

"Lord Wang, don't go. Your wound can't ride a horse." The 100 families forcibly carried Wang Yong back to ** and said, "Lord Jiang will definitely come to see you in person."

Wang Yong also knew that he could no longer ride a horse and hurriedly said, "There is a letter in the mezzanine of my clothes. Take it directly and give it to Lord Jiang. He knew that he didn't need to come to see me. Please send another letter to Admiral Zhang, who is stationed 80 miles north of the capital overnight. Remember to hurry up, otherwise the consequences will be unbearable. Imagine."

The soldiers really found the letters wrapped in oilcloth in the mud and blood-soaked clothes taken down by Wang Yong. The hundred households did not dare to delay at all and took people to ride back to Weizhou City.