The Baishi Cavalry Jianlu were gathered in the road and the crop fields beside the road. The area was not large. Moreover, they were still dozens of meters away from the woods on the hillside, so the field of view was considered wide.
Guo Dajing thought for a long time and quietly moved to the forest hillside on the left.
Jianlu was not a fool who was shot one by one without reacting. He had to find a position where he could snipe the enemy and retreat quickly.
Even if Jianlu rushes over, Guo Dajing thinks he can still survive in the mountains and forests. After all, in the dark night, his equipment is something Jianlu doesn't have, and it's something Jianlu can't even imagine.
When Guo Dajing lurked in place, Jianlu still had not received the order from the brigade. In the cold snow, one can imagine Jianlu's anxiety.
After observing, Guo Dajing quickly made an analysis and judgment, selected the target, aimed and shot.
A Jianlu left his companions, faced Guo Dajing, unfastened his belt, and prepared to release the dog urine in his stomach.
The crossbow arrow shot out from the forest and hit his dog's head. He collapsed to the ground, and his urine and blood flowed into the snow.
A Jianlu stamped his feet and moved his somewhat stiff limbs. The crossbow arrow came silently and hit him in the head, ending his suffering in the cold.
Being on the outermost edge, his collapse did not attract the attention of other Jianlu for the time being.
Guo Dajing cocked his arrow and was about to snipe another target when a Jianlu leader attracted his attention.
Saltai was in a irritable mood. Seeing that the soldiers around him were slacking off, he couldn't help but get angry. He patrolled on horseback and shouted loudly.
"The brigade will be here soon, look at how you look, you are embarrassing me!" Saltai stared at the bull's eyes, whipped his horse whip in the air a few times, and howled: "This little coldness doesn't matter, please be energetic.
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Guo Dajing narrowed his eyes and changed the target. This was someone seeking death. Although the distance was slightly further and it would alert other prisoners, the value of the target was not small.
The scolded Jianlu hurriedly packed up their equipment and looked energetic. One Jianlu saw his companion lying dead on the ground and thought he was lying down to rest, so he hurriedly warned him.
Collapse! As the bow string sounded, the crossbow arrow flashed away and shot into Saltai's chest dozens of meters away.
His voice stopped suddenly, his eyes immediately became dull, his mouth opened twice, and blood surged from his throat, blocking his mouth.
"There's an enemy sneak attack!" Jianlu, who came to warn his companion's body, noticed something unusual, drew his knife on guard, and shouted a warning loudly.
Without him shouting, Saltai who fell off his horse had already alerted the other Jianlu. They shouted and shouted, looking around in frustration, and soon determined the direction where Guo Dajing was.
It's very simple, only here can enemies sneak up and cast cold arrows.
Guo Dajing had already begun to retreat, but he was still holding a crossbow. He was in a standard marching posture with a gun, looking back from time to time while retreating.
More than twenty Jianlu howled and ran towards the mountain forest, and also shot arrows into the forest. Although the effect was weak, they might vent their anger and depression.
The enemy was right under his nose, and he killed the leader with a cold arrow. This was simply a blatant humiliation. Only by catching the damn sneak attacker and cutting him into pieces with a knife can the hatred in his heart be relieved.
But they obviously don't know how powerful their opponents are, let alone their courage and confidence.
Now that he has been chased, although he has not been discovered yet, Guo Dajing decided to deal with Jianlu in the mountains and forests. With the help of a crossbow and a night vision scope, he had this confidence.
Quickly turning around and squatting behind a big tree, Guo Dajing took aim with his crossbow. It was a Jianlu holding a torch, an obvious target.
The crossbow arrows fired silently. Guo Dajing pulled one out of the quiver at his waist with his backhand, pulled the string and loaded the arrow in one go, took aim again, and pulled the trigger towards the target.
Jianlu fell to the ground, throwing the torch a few meters away, burning brightly and dimly in the snow under the tree.
The other Jianlu trembled violently as if he had been shocked by electricity, and fell straight into the snow with his eyes wide open.
Guo Dajing pulled the string and stepped forward, holding the crossbow on his shoulder, maintaining a shooting posture at any time, and continued to retreat.
There were more than forty meters between the enemy and us, which was still a straight line distance. There were trees blocking the way, and the snow underfoot was quite thick. In addition, there was insufficient light in the dark night, so the threat posed by Jianlu to Guo Dajing was very small.
But Guo Dajing was like a fish in water. With the help of the night vision scope, he kept stopping and turning around to observe the Jianlu chasing into the forest. He kept finding the target, squatting, kneeling, or lying on the ground and turned back to shoot.
Five, six...the brave Jianlu were continuously knocked down by the silent crossbow arrows. Some screamed, and some fell dead under the tree in the snow without even making a final sound.
There are fewer and fewer Jianlu scattered into the forest, but they are also far apart from each other, and they are not completely aware that the situation is getting more and more unfavorable.
It's like a hot-blooded newcomer who can't stop when he charges, only to find that he has separated from his comrades and has become a lonely person.
Suddenly, the sound of firecrackers sounded continuously outside the forest, followed by loud shouts of killing.
Zhou Qing led 200 troops back to their positions in a roundabout way, just when the Jianlu were in chaos. They launched the attack. The timing could not be said to be mastered, but it could only be said to have happened by chance.
Zhang Pan also led his troops to launch a frontal attack, forming a two-sided attack on seventy or eighty captives.
Collapse! Guo Dajing shot another arrow and killed the seventh prisoner.
In the tangled battle in the woods, Guo Dajing completely gained the upper hand with the help of his equipment, camouflage, and flexible and strange movements.
In the woods where the light was even darker, Jianlu didn't even see Guo Dajing's figure before he was shot with a crossbow and ended his life.
Jianlu retreated?!
Guo Dajing only observed it for a moment before coming to the conclusion that this was a battle that broke out outside, which forced the few remaining Jianlu captives to stop their pursuit.
Now it’s me, grandpa!
Guo Dajing sneered and turned around to pursue him, realizing the true meaning of "the enemy retreats while we advance".
Jianlu, who had lost their general, was already in chaos. In addition, he lost his troops and generals, and was defeated by the pincer attack of the absolutely superior Dongjiang Army.
Weapons exchanged, shouting and roaring, the battle was fierce and cruel. Although the Jianlu resisted tenaciously, they were still beaten back step by step by the Dongjiang army, and they were in a very embarrassed state.
At this time, Guo Dajing chased and killed two more Jianlu. The field of vision in front of him was wide and he had reached the edge of the woods.
The enemy and we are already fighting together. Although the rebels are few, they are very fierce. They have formed a formation and are fighting and retreating to the road. They are getting rid of the dilemma of being attacked from two sides.
Guo Dajing was right behind Jianlu. Seizing this favorable opportunity, he relied on the trees at the edge of the woods and fired rapidly at Jianlu, arrow after arrow.
If Guo Dajing is included, Jianlu was already surrounded by enemies on three sides. Coupled with the hunting crossbow's powerful shots, Jianlu was hit one after another and fell to the ground. There were constant screams and exclamations. The situation of the battle, which he had barely resisted, quickly turned around.