One hundred and thirtieth chapters plan to open two games to capture Qianqiu
Wu Yong returned to the big tent, looked at Shi Jin and said, "Zhang Qing has gone."
"It is said that Lu Zhishen led a thousand men to meet him secretly, so that he could be rescued if he was ambushed," Shi Jin said to Wu Yong.
Wu Yong gently waved his feather fan and shook his head, and whispered in Shi Jin's ear: "Absolutely not. If you teach Lu Zhishen to lead troops to respond, wouldn't it be a way to expose the situation in the future? If the government is aware of it, they will be able to see the flaw. How can he be so close to him? From the perspective of Zhang Qing’s long-term safety, sending troops to respond is not a good thing.”
"What if that guy Ma Hongfei is afraid of our pursuit and deliberately ambush a man and kill him?" Shi Jin was a little worried.
Wu Yong smiled slightly, looking very relaxed, and said: "Don't worry, Ma Hongfei's focus is to guard against Xie Qianqiu. He thought that Xie Qianqiu was in cahoots with us, so he secretly arrested Xie Qianqiu, and we still wouldn't know. He expected We will wait here for Xie Qianqiu to lead his troops to defect instead of pursuing him. Therefore, Ma Hongfei, who is eager to return to the city, will not consider ambush at all. Besides, he, Ma Hongfei, has no generals available, even if he wants to get things done. Even though she is beautiful, she has more than enough ambition but not enough energy."
Shi Jin thought about it and felt it made sense, so he felt relieved.
[The official road fifty miles outside the city]
Ma Hongfei commanded his men to dismantle the camp, and when he was about to load the vehicles and prepare to return to the city, the guard in charge suddenly blew his horn.
Ma Hongfei was stunned for a moment, rubbed the pain on his chest, and then got on his horse. Holding the knife, he gathered his troops and prepared to meet the enemy. At the same time, he arranged for his personal entourage to lead a thousand people to escort Xie Qianqiu's prison. The chariot left first, and he took the remaining two thousand soldiers and horses to prepare to meet the enemy.
But before they could line up, they saw a man galloping towards them with a broad-backed saber, and closely behind him were a thousand fierce horsemen, each holding a spear. His face was very ferocious, and the shouts of killing were drowned out like a tsunami. Ma Hongfei looked at the enemies who were quickly killed on the hillside, and the sweat in his palms seeped out. The big flag read "Zhang Qing from the vegetable garden". Ma Hongfei felt a little relieved when he saw it. Fortunately, it was not Shi Jin.
Ma Hongfei pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and without caring about the sergeants who had not gathered behind him, he immediately led more than a thousand people to kill them. The two armies met, galloping horse hooves, swords and guns, roaring to kill, and blood and flesh flying everywhere. , the two armies were fighting in one place, like angry lions fighting each other. The two soldiers and horses came and went, and soon they were fighting in one place, and they were killed at the critical point. Their limbs were broken, their brains were broken, and their horses were turned upside down.
Zhang Qing led the Green Forest Army to use the momentum of the horses to rush through the formation of officers and soldiers, trampling the officers and soldiers under the iron hooves. At this moment, Zhang Qing waved his saber, condescending on the horse, harvesting the officers and soldiers with every move. Life, for a moment he seemed to have returned to the countryside, standing in a wheat field, bending down and waving a sickle, harvesting handfuls of ripe straw.
Killing is actually not exciting. After killing too much, you become numb and get used to it. There is no pleasure at all, and there is no difference between humans and animals. "Humans are not grass and trees." But sometimes, when your eyes are filled with blood , the people in front of me are no longer human beings, but have become vegetation, animals that don’t need emotions.
Zhang Qing wanted to kill the leader of the army, Ma Hongfei, here. He waved his saber and killed the officers and soldiers in his way, heading straight for Ma Hongfei.
The overwhelming murderous aura was particularly eye-catching among the thousands of troops. Ma Hongfei naturally saw it, pointed the sword in his hand and shouted: "Stop him, hurry up, stop him,"
When the officers and soldiers heard this, they all swarmed up and slashed at Zhang Qing with swords. However, although Zhang Qing kept a low profile in the world, he turned out to be a smuggler. How could he take these scum seriously? He chopped down two of them, and brought down two more with his turning blade, and then let out a loud shout, which frightened the officers and soldiers who rushed forward. At this moment of fear, Zhang Qing jumped over on horseback. At the moment when he soared into the air, in full view of everyone, Zhang Qing decisively stepped on the horse's back and jumped out. Like a sharp arrow ejected, he arrived in front of Ma Hongfei in just a moment.
Ma Hongfei looked horrified. In his deep pupils, a person's shadow fell from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, like a dark thundercloud, like Mount Tai rushing down. An indescribable feeling of suffocation suddenly enveloped him. On his body, when he just raised the big knife in his hand, Zhang Qing had already fallen in front of him, and before Zhang Qing fell, a short and lean dagger appeared in Zhang Qing's left hand, and Ma Hongfei's neck seemed to have some super strong magnetic force, attracting the sharp blade without any deviation in an instant.
A flash of bright and dazzling blood splashed out, following Zhang Qing's momentum of throwing Ma Hongfei off his horse, drawing a beautiful and cruel arc in the air.
The smoke and dust on the battlefield were everywhere. Zhang Qing stood up and climbed onto Ma Hongfei's mount. He threw Ma Hongfei's head into the sky with his left hand and shouted: "Kill!" After a moment, he waved his sword and gave the order. , the Green Forest Army he brought saw that the opponent's general had been killed on his horse, and their momentum suddenly increased. The Green Forest Army's confident shouts of killing erupted on the battlefield. This powerful aura and momentum were extraordinary. One by one, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, they slashed at the officers and soldiers crazily. For a moment, the leaderless officers and soldiers were like a piece of loose sand. Without a command, they felt more and more unsure. They were so violently attacked by the Green Forest Army. As soon as they charged, the formation immediately collapsed. The officers and soldiers behind were more like lost dogs. They abandoned their helmets and armor one by one. They cried for their fathers and mothers after being killed by the Green Forest Army, and fled in all directions.
Zhang Qing led a team of soldiers and horses to charge back and forth, killing the officers and soldiers all over the mountains and fields. He did not stop until they were defeated and could no longer form a group. However, after killing them like this, there was no thanks. Zhang Qing thought something was wrong with Qianqiu's figure, so he immediately followed the official road and chased him. However, when he reached the boundary of Pucheng, he saw a group of people in the distance, escorting a prison car to the city. , and the gate of Pucheng slowly opened halfway, just about to let the thousands of people in.
Zhang Qing saw it and knew that it was the prison car escorting Xie Qianqiu. The city gate opened at this time. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He didn't care that he had less than a thousand soldiers and horses, so he carried The horse galloped away with a saber.
Zhang Qing's cavalry was at the forefront. Lang Shilong, who was standing on the tower at the moment, naturally saw the Feichen cavalry in his eyes. The large group of cavalry following behind him, plus the banner of the Green Forest Army, Lang Shilong couldn't help clenching his fists. He felt a little uneasy, but he also had an indescribable expectation. Now Lang Shilong was wearing a suit of armor that barely fit him. This was the first time he picked up a sword, but... Pretending to be as domineering as if he had been on the battlefield, he pretended to be calm and ordered: "Archers, prepare."
Zhang Qing was galloping on his horse, his eyes only staring at Xie Qianqiu's prison car entering the city gate, and the five or six hundred officers and soldiers following behind the prison car were also close to the door, but he still had two hundred strides left. He was too close to reach it, and he didn't know if it would be too late. However, the more he looked at it, the more impatient he felt, and he whipped it twice. He only regretted that the horse under his crotch had not grown wings and could no longer go any faster.
"Leave Xie Qianqiu behind," Zhang Qing shouted towards the city on the lower bunk.
"Give me,,shoot," Lang Shilong stepped on the battlement with great courage, waved his arm fiercely towards the bottom of the city, and the archer standing on the top of the city took the order and loosened the bowstring that stretched into a full moon. , arrow feathers shot down from the top of the city with a whistling sound.
Zhang Qing didn't care about that. He waved his knife to block the rain of arrows that came in front of him. Although the Green Forest Army brothers who were following him hesitated for a moment, they didn't flinch at all and they all rushed forward. Coming up, even if he waved the blade and carefully blocked the rain of arrows, it was not so easy to block it under the city where arrows were flying everywhere, and people were hit by arrows one after another.
Zhang Qing was so anxious that he tried his best to catch up with only one tail. He chopped down the pursuing officers and soldiers with two knives. Just when he wanted to rush in, he heard the brothers of the Green Forest Army behind him startled. In the film, there was a painful sound of arrows. He looked back and saw that there were many people who fell from the horse. However, he was already fifty steps away from the brothers of the Green Forest Army without knowing it. Zhang Qing looked back to see the people who were about to fall. When the city gate was closed, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He immediately harvested the officers and soldiers who were forcibly locked out of the gate, then turned his horse back and retreated back with his brothers from the Green Forest Army. After taking two hundred strides, , already out of the range of the bow and arrow, Zhang Qing reined in the horse, looked back at the top of the city, and shouted: "If you have the guts, come out and fight."
Lang Shilong originally thought that this was the "detailed equipment and defeat" that the Green Forest Army had discussed before. Although he didn't think it was a big deal, after all, it was the first victory in his life, and he was a little proud. However, when he heard that The generals of the Green Forest Army called for formation below, which put Lang Shilong in a bit of a dilemma.
"Who can go to fight?" Lang Shilong asked on the city.
No one answered on the top of the city. There was silence, except for the arrogant and provocative voice of the Green Forest Army general below the city.
Lang Shilong saw Zhang Qing leading the soldiers and horses of the Green Forest Army yelling and cursing under the city. He only regretted that he was not a military general. Otherwise, he would mount his horse with a sword and ride away, killing for hundreds of rounds. This is the true style of a general. , rather than being stretched thin standing on top of the city at this moment.
Although there was no guard general in Pucheng, Lang Shilong did not believe that there were no hidden masters among the people. He shouted again: "If anyone wins the battle, I will go to the court and make him a general."
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. A thick voice sounded from the other side of the city.