When Lei Yuan retreated, the other three men beside the car had already taken a short knife from behind. They stepped over their companions who were rolling on the ground and rushing towards Lei Yuan without hesitation.
The three sharp blades were only in front of Lei Yuan's eyes. Lei Yuan continued to retreat. He did not like to take risks lightly, nor did he have the ability to kill generals and snatch flags. At this time, he instinctively chose to avoid the enemy's edge.
This retreat fell into the eyes of the three people on the opposite side, which made them mistakenly think that Lei Yuan was timid and fleeing. This inspired their fighting spirit, made them shout loudly and intimidate, and speeded up their pace. One of the bearded men was particularly skillful. He lowered his body and rushed in front like a leopard. The sharp blade in his palm seemed to bring a silver arc of light in the air, directly taking Lei Yuan.
But what the bearded man didn't expect was that Lei Yuan's body, which had originally retreated, suddenly stopped. He turned around and turned back. The tip of the knife that he thought was bound to hit was crossed against Lei Yuan's shoulder, tore the outer robe, cut off the thick leather shoulder braces under the outer robe, brought out a strip of blood beads, and finally stabbed into the empty space. His arm was hit by Lei Yuan's shoulder and bounced high.
At the same time, Lei Yuan threw himself into his arms and waved his knife like lightning to several times.
The next moment, Lei Yuan retreated again to widen the distance. Several large holes broke between the bearded man's chest and abdomen, and blood was gushing like a fountain. He fell to the ground, twitched for a few times and stopped moving.
As time went on and off, the other two men caught up with each other and cut off two short knives straight up and landed in turn.
This kind of head-on confrontation is not Director Lei Yuan. After all, he is not a warrior who has been working hard all day long. After barely blocking it, he felt that his wrists were gradually unable to bear it. Just as he was yelling in his heart, Fan Hong arrived from behind, swept his sword and temporarily forced the two of them to retreat.
Taking advantage of this gap, Lei Yuan looked around and saw the ambushers rushing out of the shops on both sides of the street like a tide, and launched a fierce raid as soon as he appeared.
Lei Yuan's old subordinates, Hu Ping, who had attacked Cao's brigade with him, was leading two subordinates along the side of the road. When the ambush appeared, they were caught off guard and were killed almost instantly. Hu Ping fell back on the ground, subconsciously turned his face and looked at the direction where Lei Yuan was. The enemy stabbed him in the chest, so his eyes immediately lost their spirit.
Some entourages were more alert and took a warning after seeing Lei Yuan's gesture, but they stood a little dispersed and inevitably fell into an unfavorable situation of fighting one against two and three against three, and they were afraid they would die in a blink of an eye.
Only Chi Li Ningta shouted wildly, waved his sword and slashed several people in succession, which was even better. But more enemies immediately stepped forward, causing him to fall into a dilemma of enemies everywhere.
The enemy launched attacks from both sides of the road, and the number was far greater than that of our own, and it had become a siege. One after another, the roars resounded throughout the streets, most of which were dying calls from Lei Yuan's entourage, and a strong smell of blood rose up.
These entourages were the backbone drawn by Lei Yuan from thousands of Lujiang Lei family members. Most of them were grassroots officers or veterans who had been through the battlefield for a long time. Each of them was a talent with a bright future. They themselves, the troops they originally belonged to, all had high hopes for their future. But now they all died one by one, died on the territory of the Lujiang Lei family, and died in front of Lei Yuan.
"Come with me!" Li Zhen, who was in the back of the queue, shouted, and took several people to meet up with Chi Li Ningta first, broke through the obstacles, and gathered with Lei Yuan and Fan Hong.
At this time, when the ambush began, in a blink of an eye, more than half of the entourages had been lost, leaving only more than ten people leaning against the cart, protecting Lei Yuan in the center of the Gai.
Everyone could see clearly that these ambushers were naked with their upper arms and two thighs, wearing colorful bundles of ribbons on their bodies, dressed in Jingman. They must have disguised as barbarians who had transported goods in the past few days and sneaked into the market in batches. But who could this be hidden from them? Their walking posture and sophisticated fighting routines when they were wearing light armor showed that these people were not Jingman at all, but the elites of the Eastern Wu!
These Wu Gou really can do such a thing! Everyone was scolding in their hearts.
Fortunately, these Wu people did not carry bows, crossbows, arrows, etc., probably to avoid the prosecutors entering the market. At this time, even if ten bows and crossbows were fired together, Lei Yuan and others could be instantly settled.
Even so, the situation is very dangerous. After all, the number of the two sides is too different, and they are determined and have no intentions. Their power is like a huge rock pressing eggs. Wang Yan's troops have been scattered in various fire places and market gates to suppress them. Even if they find the situation and come, how can they still have time?
As the entourage gathered, the ambushers gradually gathered in one place. Hundreds of long and short knives reflected the sunlight, as if they formed a cold light curtain, and the hideous faces behind the light curtain were seen more and more clearly.
The entourages were still trying their best to resist, but the Wu people were really brave and they were getting worse. Another entourage leader, Li Qi, fought for several consecutive rounds on the front line, and was stabbed through his legs and hips, and he immediately fell to the ground with blood. Lei Yuan bent his waist, crawled forward with his hands and feet and ground for a few steps, pulled his arm, and pulled him back, but his face became gray with his naked eyes.
Li Qi leaned against the cart and whispered: "Sect Master, we can't stand it, let's go!"
At this time, defending the spot is like sitting and waiting for death. While the encirclement has not been completely formed, they must move, whether it is evacuation or breaking through, do whatever they want, as long as they can delay a little time and wait for support.
Lei Yuan cursed angrily and then stood up.
"Go close! Go close!" He shouted loudly, waving orders in the air with a knife.
All the entourage gave up the enemy in front of them without hesitation, retreated and gathered to Lei Yuan's side.
In the eyes of experienced soldiers, this concentrated action was obviously a precursor to the last assault. So the ambushers did not take advantage of the situation to move forward, but instead stabilized their position slightly and kept the queue closer.
The next moment, Lei Yuan turned around the cart and rushed towards the other road. His entourage followed closely behind with a heart-to-heart relationship.
Because there are large chariots in this direction, it is not suitable to lay out troops, so the Wu people left about ten people here, blocking only half of the road, so that the fish that escaped the net could escape from now on. Unexpectedly, Lei Yuan chose to break through here, and a group of entourage slashed and killed fiercely, and immediately dispersed the Wu people's encirclement, and more ambushers were blocked by large chariots and could not arrive for a while.
At this time, everyone seemed to see the dawn of hope.
However, Fan Hong, who was rushing in front of the queue, suddenly let out a muffled groan and then fell to the ground dejectedly. There was an extremely long wound on his ribs, and blood overflowed from the wound, instantly dyeing a large area of ​​ground red. The two companions behind Fan Hong immediately rushed forward, but fell backwards like an electric shock, both of which were seriously injured.
The pace of breaking through was instantly stagnant.
The magnificent man who repelled three people in a row stood in front of Lei Yuan and others, and raised the heavy blooded sword over his head. The cloth scarred that originally wrapped around his head was released because of this action. It was blown by the wind and fell to the side, revealing the terrifying face covered with scars.
"Zhou Tai!" Lei Yuan's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and shouted fiercely.
These Eastern Wu soldiers turned out to be Zhou Tai's subordinates. No wonder they are so brave!
As a minister of the Eastern Wu, it was beyond Lei Yuan's expectation that it launched a surprise attack on Duke Xuande. As the chief general in charge of the army, he only brought more than a hundred subordinates to kill people in Lexiang County, and was even more bold and arrogant.
Chapter completed!