Chapter 49 Fishing in Muddy Water 3

Under the sunset, the last afterglow of the remnant sun reflects the abandoned village, which looks particularly desolate and dilapidated. The whole village was quiet, and only the birds that came back late fluttered from the dilapidated roof from time to time, but they squeaked and flew away.

There was a faint sound of horseshoes in the distance, from thin to dense, from far to near, more and more rapid.

A group of hundreds of cavalrymen gushed out from the end of the road. The knights waved their horse whips and beat their horses to accelerate from time to time. Everyone's faces were dusty. Obviously, they came from afar, and there was no intention to rest after passing through the village.

This small village is full of yellow dirt roads, and the cavalry drove by, raising a piece of dust all over the sky. The first general was wearing Zhongshan's iron armor, with round arms and thick arms, and an unusually burly figure. At this moment, he really frowned, and his calm face whipped the whip from time to time, with an anxious look on his face.

This team of cavalry is the best among the few well-preserved cavalry troops in Zhongshan. It is not bad, especially in terms of weapons and armor, which is no less than the elite cavalry carefully trained by the State of Zhao. Most of these rare cavalrymen for Zhongshan are used as scouts to explore Zhao's military situation, but looking at the hurried appearance of this team of cavalry is not like the scouts.

The yellow dirt road is winding in the village. At the end of the road, in the middle of the corner, suddenly there is a man in black wearing a hat standing in the middle of the road.

"Oh..." The Zhongshan general suddenly pulled the reins. The horse raised its front hoof and fell dangerously in front of Zhao Xin. The horse's hoof hit the ground fiercely, splashing a piece of dust and covered the sky. More than a hundred riders behind the generals also pulled their horses and stopped. Although he was a little flustered, the queue was still intact, which showed that this team of Zhongshan cavalry was also well trained.

"Don't you want to live?" Gu Ji's eyes widened, stared fiercely at the man in black who stopped in the middle of the road, and roared.

After saying that, he raised the whip and slapped it fiercely, trying to teach this boy who suddenly showed his eyes. Unexpectedly, the whip in his hand was empty, and he was suddenly stunned. When he looked forward again, the man in black had already flew back several feet in the air and fell far behind, but he still lowered his head. The hat covered his face and could not see clearly.

The personal soldiers behind him were about to rush out, but Gu Ji raised his whip and motioned his subordinates to retreat. He stared at the man tightly, and several thoughts flashed in his mind. He asked in a low voice, "Who are you, why are you in the way of me?"

After all, Guji is a person who has seen the world. You should know that Zhongshan has a strong wall and clear field. Under normal circumstances, there should be no more others in the wild. A man in black stopped him on the road for no reason. His body is so strange that he must have brought it. I have my own priorities and don't want to make more trouble. If you can solve it in other ways, try not to use force.

The man in black turned a deaf ear to Gu Ji's words and still stood there quietly and motionless.

The anger flashed on Gu Ji's face, and he couldn't calm down any longer. He shouted harshly, "Who are you? How dare you stop my Zhongshan army from going? You really don't want to live, do you? If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for rushing by. It's too late to regret when your bones are gone.

The man in black slowly raised his head. Under the hat was an extremely young face, which was undoubtedly Zhao Xin. Seeing that he was so young, he couldn't help but be stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a hoarse laughter in his ear, "Where did the cat and dog come from? Do you dare to bump into my old man? Don't you want to live?"

This hoarse laughter sounded so unpleasant that it was as sharp as the sound of a night owl. A group of Zhongshan cavalry all looked afraid, and there was a noise in the army and a few steps back. The drum was also a rein, and their faces were full of surprise. They turned their heads and looked around but saw no one.

When he looked at Zhao Xin, who was going straight ahead, he saw a strange smile on the corners of his mouth, and he looked at himself with a smile.

Is it possible that the sound came from him? But why didn't you see his lips touch!

And a teenager's voice is as hoarse as a 70-year-old woman.

A gust of wind blew, and Gu Ji only felt that his back was cold, and his scalp couldn't help but sweating coldly. Zhao Xin's thin body was reflected in the bleak afterglow of the Canyang, and such a strange scene was really creepy. A personal soldier behind him couldn't help saying tremblingly, "General... General, he can't be a ghost who can take the parasitic body, is he?"

The Zhongshan people are divided into the Hu people on the grassland. The life of the Hu people is cold and hard, and their lives are mostly related to the changes of natural climate, so they are extremely in awe of heaven and earth. Zhongshan people also follow the tradition of their ancestors, carry forward the theory of ghosts and gods, and honor ghosts and gods with grand sacrifices every year. And ghosts are a kind of ghosts that are widely spread among the people in Zhongshan. It is rumored that they can take people's bodies as sacrifices, so they can live immortality. Although they are 100 years old, they still look like teenagers.

As soon as the sergeant said this, the whole army showed fear. Gu Ji is also surprised and uncertain. Although he is a famous warrior of Zhongshan and is not afraid of any battle, he is still very taboo about these strange gods and ghosts.

Seeing that the sergeants were all retiring, they all pulled the rein in horror and wanted to turn around and run away. Only then did they remember their mission. He summoned up the courage and roared, "Don't be afraid, everyone. This man is definitely not a mission ghost. Listen to my orders and charge the whole army."

After saying that, he urged the horse to rush to Zhao Xin first, but he was stunned to find that the ** mount did not listen to him. He just lowered his head and poked his head on the ground. He seemed to be chewing something in his mouth, and his urging did not move.

At this time, most of the soldiers had found the same thing. A sergeant trembled and cried in horror: "My horse can't move. This ghost must have used some demon method."

Zhao Xin, who was opposite, almost laughed, but his face remained unchanged.

What he used this time was nothing more than the belly language skill he learned from Gui Guzi. Originally, he just learned it for fun, but he didn't expect it to be useful at this time. As for the horses that do not move forward, it is even simpler. Zhao Jun's horses are often fed with refined food to maintain sufficient physical strength. Horses like to eat fried beans and wheat very much, and Zhao Jun's cavalry usually carry some at any time. Zhao Xin just sprinkled the fried beans and wheat on the road, but put his horses on their mouths. The Zhongshan military horses have been running for most of the day and has long been hungry and sleepy. Now he asks the fragrance of bean and wheat, how can he not poke his mouth to grab food.

But it was different in the eyes of Zhongshan soldiers. Against the strange scene of Zhao Xin's painstaking pretense, this ordinary plot turned out to be witchcraft.

Zhao Xinqiang suppressed his smile and laughed sadly with his belly language; "I have been practicing for 300 years, and I have to eat people's heads to practice every day. Today, there are still a shortage of 200 heads. It's just enough for you."

After saying that, Zhao Xin suddenly raised his hands and shouted loudly, "Come on."

As soon as the words fell, the rain of arrows shot from the nearby roof tree had poured down. Suddenly, there was a scream in the Zhongshan army, followed by the sound of a dull cavalry falling off the horse. Zhang Xin, Li Wei and others, who had been ambushed for a long time, had already taken action.

At this time, it was dusk, and the interval between the cavalry was relatively wide. Those frightened Zhongshan cavalry only saw Zhao Xin raising his hands high, and the compaters around them fell down one by one. They were afraid to forget any resistance. Most of them were just stunned and were regarded as living by Zhao Jun. Only a few of the targets reacted to draw the sword and block the arrow disease. The screams suddenly came one after another, and the Zhongshan cavalry fell piece by piece.

Drum taboo is well-informed. When he heard the sound of the bow string, he suddenly woke up and quickly roared loudly: "He is not a ghost, but Zhao Jun's ambush."

Unfortunately, his voice was soon annihilated by the screams. Seeing this, he waved a big knife and got off the horse and roared at Zhao Xin, trying to kill the boy first.

When Zhao Xin saw that he was killing him, he jumped high and jumped high, and Yuanhong came out of the sheath as fast as lightning to avoid the key to the chest and abdomen. Although this drum taboo is a famous warrior under the tent of the king of Zhongshan, it is famous for its brute force. He has never seen such an elegant and light swordsmanship. Suddenly, he was panicked by Zhao Xin's quick attack and was busy to save his life.

After dozens of moves, he saw Drum Ji's hand covering the bleeding chest, shouting back a few steps, and his huge body fell down. Seeing that the main general was killed, the Zhongshan Army, which had collapsed, completely lost its fighting spirit. The Zhao soldiers simply jumped down one after another and pulled out their swords and rushed up. In less than a moment, more than 200 Zhongshan cavalrymen, except for more than 60 people who surrendered and were captured, all of them became dead bodies on the ground.