Xiangye

Chapter 80 Fierce Battle

Yes, the enemy wants to dismount and fight on foot this time.

Because of the presence of sidecars, the cavalry could not charge at all.

More than a dozen bows are pulled round at the same time.

Gawain listened to the front with his ears sideways, trying to hear the enemy's position.

But at this moment, the wind direction changed suddenly, but nothing could be heard clearly.No way, I can only estimate it roughly.

Another moment passed, guessing in his heart that the enemy should have come within range of the bow and arrow, Gawain yelled: "Let go!"

More than a dozen arrows shot out, but they were instantly swallowed up by the darkness in front of them.

Everyone pricked up their ears, but they couldn't hear anything except the whistling wind.

Gao Wen rounded his bow again: "One more round!"

"call out!"

This time, there was a muffled hum from the front, presumably an enemy had been shot by an arrow.

But Gao Wen didn't feel the slightest joy, because this muffled groan was just around the corner.

He hastily stuck the bow behind his back, drew out his waist knife and jumped onto the cart, shouting earth-shatteringly: "Throw the bow, draw the knife, kill!"

As soon as he jumped onto the cart, he saw a masked bandit jumping up with a big ax and screaming "Wow", but he was half a beat faster than him.

Gao Wen couldn't think too much, he swung the knife in his hand with all his strength, and swept it close to the ground.

His strength was so great that he chopped off one of his feet with just a "swipe".

The enemy's body sank, and the leg bone of the broken leg poked against the trunk board, screaming in pain.

As if subconsciously, the knife in Gao Wen's hand kept on cutting another thief's throat.

Hot blood drenched his head and face.

"I killed someone!" Gao Wen couldn't help being stunned, he tasted blood in his mouth.

At this moment, following the light of the bonfire, he saw that the thieves had rushed into the cart like a raging flood, and the weapons in their hands were desperately slashing at the head of the civilian husband.

And Hancheng Minzhuang also knew that once the enemy was called to break through the car formation, waiting for everyone would be a dead end.They all gritted their teeth and held up their weapons, and slashed back with red eyes.

The relevant people on both sides of the enemy and us did not wear protective gear. Armor is a military weapon.High-quality iron armor and cotton armor are worth hundreds of taels of silver, and even low-quality leather armor made by the Ministry of Industry costs dozens of taels, but it is not affordable for ordinary people.Moreover, according to the "Law of the Ming Dynasty", privately possessing armor is punished as a crime of treason.

It is precisely because there is no protective gear that each knife from the enemy and us will bring a clump of human blood.The creepy sound of swords cutting into the human body and the sharp cries of the wounded were all in one's ears.

This is already a brutal hand-to-hand combat. After this battle is over, even if the enemy is successfully repelled, there may not be many of these twenty or so people alive.

Gao Wen felt terribly sad, as soon as he was distracted, a stick was brushed against his waist, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.Fortunately, this stick didn't hit directly, otherwise my spine would be broken.

With a loud roar, he pointed the tip of the knife at the brow of the thief and stabbed it hard.

In the darkness, blood blossomed, with some white brains in it.

Killing two people in one breath, the arrogance of the Sanqin disciples inherited from Gao Wen was completely aroused, he shrugged his shoulders, knocked an enemy out of the car, and shouted loudly: "Hold on, I have already killed you!" Two people. Those who want money, cheer up Lao Tzu!"

At the end of this roar, hot liquid will be sprayed out.

It turned out that the stick just now caused him to suffer serious internal injuries.

After stabbing the enemy, he probably felt that Gao Wen was really fierce. The thieves who rushed to see him standing majestically on the car were a little afraid, and their feet paused.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to regain his breath, Gao Wen turned his head and looked around. Several carts were full of people, and all eyes were waving big knives.People kept spraying blood and fell to the ground from above, and people kept jumping up with weapons.

The people behind couldn't get up because the car was too crowded, so they all drew their bows and shot at the top indiscriminately, and the air was full of crackling sounds.

Everyone knew that there was no way out. After fighting for so long, everyone was tired.Both the enemy and the enemy are like two trapped beasts with bruises all over their bodies, still fighting with all their strength, and they can only survive by killing their opponents.

The outcome may be at the next moment.

Seeing that the big cart next to him couldn't hold it, Gao Wen let out a roar and jumped over. He was still in mid-air, and a bright arc was drawn with his hand, and with a bang, he cut a thief's head, shoulders and shoulders in half. cut.

It happened that the enemy was not dead for a while, the upper half of his body was hanging on the car, screaming, while using the remaining hand to grab something in the air, as if trying to grab the life that was passing quickly.

"Ah!" A thief was frightened by the scene in front of him, dropped the weapon in his hand and jumped back.

Someone took the lead, and the other thieves were also afraid, and jumped out of the car one after another.

"Win, win!" All Han Chengminzhuang cheered at the same time.

"Victory, victory!" Gawain was bloody all over, waving the waist knife in his hand, glowing red in the firelight like a god descending to earth.

Yes, the thieves have already lost their spirits, and the morale of the people of Hancheng is like a rainbow, and the thieves have no way to fight this battle.

For anyone to be the leader of these bandits, as long as he still has a shred of reason in his heart, he will lead people away.If the fight continues, even if Han Cheng Minzhuang can be completely wiped out, there will be only a few of them left in the end. The price paid is too disproportionate to the harvest.

Moreover, the morale of the thieves has been defeated, and there is no way to organize an attack.

Complacent in Gao Wen's heart, another sense of arrogance welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help letting out a long roar!
"Victory, victory!" Everyone yelled.

But at this moment, suddenly, Han Kai turned around and ran to a big car, pushed the car aside with both hands, exposing a gap, and shouted in panic: "Run now, run again! It’s too late to run away!”

Before the words were finished, the birdman had turned over and mounted the only horse in the convoy, and disappeared into the night.

"Ah!" Gao Wen was dumbfounded, he never expected Han Guizi to do such a thing to himself.

The victory or defeat of this cold weapon war is all supported by the breath in the soldier's chest. Once the breath is released, the morale of the troops will plummet.

When Han Kui shouted, everyone was in chaos, and everyone shouted in unison: "Flee, it's too late!"

For a while, the crowd was surging, and one after another, large vehicles were overturned to the ground.

In fact, it is very simple to rectify order in such a situation.Just lift the knife and cut down two rebels, and the troops will recover quickly under the threat of death.

Gao Wen's knife was raised above his head, but he couldn't fall down no matter what.

After all, these people are all Hancheng fellows, and everyone looks up and down.A lot of people are still hanging out with me when they were wearing crotch pants, so how can I be so cruel?If they were really killed, how would they face their families in the future?
Moreover, Gao Wen is a modern person at heart, and he still can't treat the lives of his companions as trivial.

With this hesitation, everyone has already run out of the car formation, and the situation is irreversible.

"Idiot, how can people outrun horses?" Gao Wen let out a mournful cry, and blood gushed out of his throat again.

(End of this chapter)