Yi Song

Chapter 47 Tiger Descends from the Mountain
  "it is good!"

I don’t know who woke up first and roared from the bottom of his heart.

This sound was like a starting gun, and everyone shouted loudly, like spring thunder.

Li Shishi's right hand caressed his chest, which was rising and falling violently, almost suffocating.

Murong Shisan clenched his hands and trembled all over.

There was a bang next door and something fell to the ground.

"It's incredible, Thirteen, Thirteen, have you seen it? This is simply the most intoxicating picture in the world! Damn it Liu Erlang, he actually performed murder in such a thrilling and fascinating way, damn it, damn it! "

Master Li was talking nonsense excitedly.

Murong Shisan's chest was also rising and falling violently, his breath was thick and heavy, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"It moved, Liu Erlang moved again."

Someone shouted, and everyone quickly suppressed their emotions and continued to watch the situation in Yujinyuan.

Liu Guozhang mobilized his mounts, selected four good horses, swept the corpses of the dead cavalry off the horse, picked up a horn bow and two barrels of arrows, and hung them on his waist.

Four single swords and ten plain wooden spears were hung on the saddle of another war horse.

After doing this quickly, Liu Guozhang waved his iron spear and skillfully drove the four horses to run with him.

Five horses were galloping on the open grass, and a group of infantry in the distance was running towards this side in a hurry. They were a hundred warriors led by the "Heshuo Sword King".

Further to the left, more than thirty cavalrymen were running towards this side like crazy.

Behind them, hundreds of people could be seen approaching.

Liu Guozhang led four empty horses and rushed to the school stage like lightning.

"What does Liu Erlang want to do?"

"To capture the thief first, capture the king?"

"it is good!"

Some nobles and ordinary people who didn't know what was going on cheered in unison.

Li Shishi and Murong Shisan, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but look at each other, "Liu Erlang is going to arrest Cai Wulang?"

"No!" Murong Shisan asserted, "According to the agreement, as long as Liu Erlang rushes to the wheat harvesting building before dark and gets the small flag in Mr. Zhengdao's hand, even if he wins, Cai Wulang will have to let him go. Otherwise, he will be released. If Liu Erlang loses, he will have to work as a slave in the Cai Mansion for three months.

In this case, even if Liu Erlang hurt Cai Wulang, he would still lose if he couldn't get the small flag in Mr. Zhengdao's hand. "

"Then what does he want to do?"

Cai Tiao is also thinking about this problem.

Seeing Liu Guozhang charging straight towards him, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, hiding in the attic room.

But even like this, Cai Chi didn't feel safe and asked tremblingly: "Mu Wen, what do Liu Erlang want to do?"

"Ta-ta-ta--" Cai Chi only heard the sound of chattering teeth. He turned around and saw Wang Muwen slumped on the ground, his whole body sifting through chaff.

"Quan Weng, what should I do?"

"Wu Lang, don't be afraid, Liu Erlang doesn't dare." When Quan Weng said this, he couldn't believe it himself, so he had to say, "If Liu Erlang wants to hurt Wu Lang, he should first step over the old slave's body."

The sound of horse hooves sounded urgently, and one person and five horses arrived downstairs.

Cai Ji and the others held their breath, not daring to breathe.

"Whoosh!" The string sounded and the arrow flew.

With a bang, an arrow flew up from the ground, passed through the window lattice, and was nailed to the roof beam. The arrow was full of momentum, the arrow shaft trembled and buzzed.

"Cai Laowu, open your eyes wide and watch how I break your trap!"

Liu Guozhang shouted and rode away.

Li Shishi and others who were far away in the Daozang Pavilion of Yingzhen Palace saw Liu Guozhang shooting an arrow at the school stage, then mobilizing his mounts, one person and five horses to go around the school stage, and happened to be behind the Heshuo Sword King and his group.

Although the terrain in this area is flat, there are always ups and downs, and it is blocked by trees and grass. Liu Guozhang could still see clearly while riding on his horse. The Heshuo Sword King was all infantry, and their sight was limited, making it difficult to see Liu Guozhang's movements clearly.

By the time they noticed something unusual behind them, Liu Guozhang's men and five horses had already appeared behind them.

Liu Guozhang bent down sideways and took down the ten plain wooden spears from the galloping horses beside him. After sitting down, he picked up one, held the head of the spear, waved the tail of the spear, and snapped, connecting the buttocks of the four horses in front. Give it a few puffs.

The war horse was in pain and struggled to move its hooves.

Originally seeing someone in front of him, he subconsciously slowed down and rushed forward again. Liu Guozhang held the rest of the plain wooden spears in his left hand, and held a pole in his right hand. He aimed at the target, flew out with a javelin, and nailed one person.

Whoosh, Liu Guozhang used the plain wood spear as a javelin, one shot at a time, hitting the ten men at the front of the company, and a gap suddenly appeared in the tight formation.

The warriors in Heshuo were greatly frightened and their morale was low.

The four ownerless horses neighed and crashed into the crowd.

Liu Guozhang holds the horn bow in his hand. For such a short distance, the horn bow is powerful enough.

Swish, swish, arrows flew out like a rainstorm, knocking over five people in front of them.

The four galloping horses knocked five or six people away, and the rest hurriedly dodged and avoided.

Liu Guozhang rode his horse and hid among the four war horses. He fired his horned bow left and right, and his arrows were all fired. In just twenty breaths, he fired twelve arrows in succession, hitting eleven people.

The person who missed was knocked down by his dodging companion before the arrow could reach him.

With a formation of more than a hundred people, five war horses rushed over in an instant. The four ownerless horses were about to gallop away. Liu Guozhang, with his quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed one of the horses that he had long admired.

This horse is taller and more handsome.

He flew to change his horse, took the iron gun, hung up his equipment again, kicked the stirrup, and urged his mount back. The other four horses were left unattended and neighed a few times before running away.

Liu Guozhang rode his horse and ran in an arc, less than twenty meters away from the Heshuo warriors. Then he held the bow in his left hand, pulled the string with his right hand, and shot sideways. He ran from start to finish and shot more than ten arrows from a distance of just twenty meters.

Turning his horse's head, Liu Guozhang mobilized his mount and ran along the other side of the crowd of warriors from the rear to the front.

At this time, he held the bow with his right hand and pulled the string with his left hand. The arrows were like lightning. He shot more than ten arrows while running out of an ellipse, and this ellipse surrounding the Hebei warriors showed no sign of stopping.

Liu Guozhang stepped on the stirrups, held an infantry strong bow, stood upright on the horse galloping in a circle, and opened his bow to shoot arrows from a high position.

There were screams one after another, and dozens of Heshuo warriors were actually surrounded by Liu Guozhang single-handedly.

The fierce soldiers in Heshuo have no bows and arrows, and Liu Guozhang refuses to fight with you, but runs in circles from a distance, leaving them helpless.

Those who had the courage to run out and wanted to fight with Liu Guozhang, or those who were timid and wanted to run out and escape for their lives, could not avoid Liu Guozhang's arrows that were always hitting.

The Heshuo Sword King held the blade tightly, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Liu Guozhang's shaking figure seemed to make him see the elite cavalry of the Bei Liao Pishi Army.

Back then, at Heiludi of the Ansu Army, their general encountered three hundred Pishi troops. In less than an hour, only 500 of their generals of 2,000 were left.

The Pishi troops also surrounded and fired in this way until the entire army collapsed, and then charged in brazenly, killing five hundred people and leaving only about two hundred.

The soldiers in the leather room were also short of horses, so they proudly called for gold and retreated.

Of the more than 200 people who survived, excluding those who went crazy and ran away, the remaining 100 actually became famous elites of the Hebei frontier army, and became proud generals and soldiers that Shangguan feared and needed to be coaxed.

They have seen the most ferocious wolf, so they are more courageous and bold than others.

But today, they seemed to be living in a nightmare again.

After two rounds of shooting, Liu Guozhang put away his horned bow, raised his iron spear, and charged towards the Heshuo warriors, who numbered less than fifty people.

As soon as the arrows stopped, the soldiers, who were extremely nervous, had their hearts broken suddenly.

A dozen people ran away, a dozen people rushed up with red eyes, and a dozen people squatted on the ground, holding their heads and muttering something.

Liu Guozhang rode his horse like flying, and the silver dragon iron spear in his hand was like a big python, flying up and down. He would die if he touched it, and he would be injured if he rubbed against it. He killed these twenty-odd warriors in one round.

"You little thief who is a straight mother, grandpa will fight with you!" Heshuo Knife King roared, waving his sword, and rushed forward crazily.

"You rushed up at this time, but your courage has long since disappeared."

Liu Guozhang swung the iron spear, kicked the stirrup, and the horse rushed forward. When he got close, the iron spear stabbed fiercely.

The force of the spear plus the momentum of the horse could not be stopped by the Iron Sword King, let alone the Heshuo Sword King who was only made of flesh and blood.

He swung his sword horizontally, trying to block the iron spear that was stabbing him.

But Liu Guozhang's spear skills looked upright and brave, but in fact he was very ruthless. How could he block it?

The iron spear stabbed fiercely, the Pu Dao's shaft was broken into two pieces, and the spear tip pierced the Sword King's body.

As soon as he succeeded, Liu Guozhang released his right hand, turned his left hand, grasped the tail of the gun, and used the force of passing by to drag the iron gun out of the Sword King's body.

At this time, more than 30 Western Army cavalry rushed towards them in a menacing manner. Behind them were hundreds of people, threatening to swamp Liu Guozhang in one fell swoop.

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