Among the cavalry running on the official road, some people kept falling off their horses. Chen Rulie recognized those as Tang horses from his own soldiers. The horses they used were not able to withstand sprints and fell far behind. They mixed with the pursuing rogue cavalry and rode on the highway.
They were cutting randomly while running. Those pond horses lacked combat training and were basically cut down.
In the chaos, they arrived at the street corner almost at the same time. The avenue was already blocked by the mounts of the garrison camp. The horses did not need to be controlled by their owners and spontaneously slowed down until they finally stopped.
The Tang horses and rogue bandits in the garrison dismounted one after another and started fighting with each other at the street entrance. Someone among the bandits shouted loudly to call for the following horse soldiers. Groups of horse soldiers left their horses outside the street and charged towards them brandishing their weapons.
"The pond horses move back in!" Chen Rulie shouted loudly, his voice being drowned out by the shouts of the people around him.
There was only one second-floor window at the street entrance. The cavalrymen who took up positions took their bows and shot arrows, but they still could not stop the horse soldiers from approaching. The horse soldiers whose retreat was cut off looked like crazy. They rushed to the street entrance and attacked the horses in front of them.
Hacking and killing, the attacked horse was covered in blood and struggled desperately. It almost stood upright while neighing, and its head was pulled by the reins. Under the resistance of other horses, they were restrained in place. The other horses were frightened and wanted to
Stay away from the horse being attacked and straighten the rein, causing other horses to jump in place.
The horses connected to the periphery fell to the ground one after another under the attack of the rogue bandits, dragging down others of the same kind. The strong vitality of the horses increased their pain. The ground was covered with struggling horses, with their twisting bodies and four hooves kicking wildly.
Full of danger.
Some impatient bandits rushed directly into the street regardless of the danger, and tried to escape through the gaps along the edge. There were some soldiers from the garrison among the horses. When the two sides met in the street, they killed each other, making the chaos even more intensified.
The shouts of "kill" were heard at the street entrance, and the horses were frightened but could not escape. The horses all over the street were restless, with twisting horse heads everywhere, and the horses' bodies hit the surrounding stores, occasionally shaking off the tiles on the eaves.
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Chen Rulie threw a throwing ax outward from the stirrup. In the chaos, it was unclear whether he hit or not. The horses around him suddenly began to collide. His leg was stuck between the two horses, and his foot could not be removed from the stirrup.
The horses around him were leaping violently. From time to time, some horses raised their front hooves and brushed against Chen Rulie's arm several times. Chen Rulie felt afraid among these violent and huge animals.
Not caring to look at the bandits anymore, the frightened Chen Rulie dropped the sword in his hand, grabbed the saddle with both hands and leaned on the horse's back to reduce the possibility of being hit. The horse underneath him struggled fiercely, fighting against the other two connected horses.
As it twisted, the horse kept colliding with other horses.
Taking advantage of its movement, Chen Rulie took his feet out of the pedals and lifted them flatly on the horse's back, as if flying. The horse jumped on the spot, and Chen Rulie felt like he was on a bumpy ship.
At this time, a horse on the side suddenly kicked back hard, hitting Chen Rulie's mount in the belly. The mount hissed and took two steps back to the side. The horse's head was pulled by two other similar horses again, and it suddenly stopped again and sprinted at a high speed.
The exhausted horse suffered this heavy blow and fell to the ground, pulling the heads of the other two horses to the ground.
Chen Rulie was dizzy from the fall. As soon as he recovered, he saw a horse's hooves coming towards him. He quickly rolled on the ground and just happened to hide under another horse. He quickly got up and squatted down, grabbing the stirrups hanging down on both sides.
, as the horse turns, rely on the horse's body to cover and avoid collisions around it.
After arriving at Tiger Bridge, he did not participate in any battle, but he was exhausted and sweating profusely. There were horses' feet everywhere, and people and horses were screaming fiercely outside. Chen Rulie's mind went blank, and he just followed the movement of the horse based on instinct.
Every time the horse jumped, its belly would hit Chen Rulie's head downwards.
Chen Rulie had never experienced such a chaotic situation, and he couldn't help but regret why he had to connect the horses. At this time, a pair of human legs suddenly appeared on his right side. Chen Rulie was shocked. They were blue trousers, cloth shoes under their feet, and a pair of
The half of the waist knife was not worn like this in the garrison, so it must be a rogue bandit.
The legs stopped and walked, carefully avoiding the horses. His attention was all on the horses, and he didn't even see anyone below him.
After another collision with the horse, Chen Rulie suddenly realized that he had reached the street. Looking under the horse's belly, he saw that the bandit was standing at the door of the shop. This was the best opportunity to escape from the horses.
Without thinking too much, Chen Rulie let go of the stirrup and jumped out of the horse's belly, rushing towards the bandit. The bandit was caught off guard and was hugged by Chen Rulie and knocked into the market. His lower back slammed into a table.
The bandit screamed loudly, and the sword fell to the ground. The two of them immediately rolled to the ground. Chen Rulie took advantage of the bandit's injury and sat on top of the bandit to choke the other bandit's neck. His neck was covered with sweat. Chen Rulie was unable to choke him to death for a while. The bandit tried his best to
Struggling, he stretched out his hands to hold Chen Rulie's chin. His arms were stronger than Chen Rulie's, forcing Chen Rulie to let go of the hand holding his neck.
Chen Rulie opened it several times, and the bandit followed him. The two fought breathlessly. The chainmail armor on Chen Rulie's body rattled, and people outside yelled, "horses neigh," and a large group of bandits were approaching.
Chen Rulie was anxious in his heart. His face was pushed up so that he couldn't see the other person. He opened his hands and grabbed the other person's face. He touched the bandit's eye sockets with touch, pushed his fingers in hard, and then felt the warm liquid.
There was a miserable howl under his body, and there was a sharp pain in his palm. Chen Rulie pressed the bandit's hand away, and saw the bandit biting the edge of his thumb with his mouth.
After waving his arms and breaking free, the gangster howled with blood in his eyes and clawed at random with his hands. When Chen Rulie stood up, he grabbed his pants and was unable to move for a moment. He quickly grabbed a stool next to him and moved it towards the gangster's face.
Smash it a few times.
The bandit's face was bloody and bloody, and he let go of his hand. He was no longer breathing, and Chen Rulie sat down on the ground sweating profusely.
Before he could take a breath, there was a loud bang at the door, and the remaining half of the door panel suddenly broke. A horse followed and crashed into the door. It moved its hind legs around the store, and the tables and chairs inside rattled and fell over. The horse immediately
He was dragged out of the door by the other three horses.
Chen Rulie hid behind a table in shock and panted violently for a moment before he realized that he didn't have any weapons on him. Even the short sword had gone somewhere. When he saw the bandit's waist knife falling at the door, he quickly crawled over and held it in his hand.
in hand.
The shouts of death outside were getting closer and closer. I mustered up the courage to go to the door and look outside. A continuous stream of arrows was falling, densely piercing the backs of the horses, making the horses even more crazy.
Chen Rulie did not dare to go out. He was standing diagonally opposite the window of the two-story building. There were three or four cavalrymen shooting arrows above. Chen Rulie looked carefully and saw Yang Xueshi, who had just drawn his bow.
"Boss Yang!" Chen Rulie shouted excitedly several times, but Yang Xueshi didn't hear him.
Chen Rulie stuck his head out of the shop and saw that red scarves were surging in the direction of the street. The street was full of bandits. They were stepping on horse corpses and pouring into the street. Their heads kept rising and falling. Various weapons were waved. Horses kept falling.
Next, if left unchecked, they will kill all the horses very quickly.
Chen Rulie knew without thinking that the dismounted cavalry must have been squeezed into the market by the horses and could not gather together to fight. Facing the concentrated bandits in the street, they had to fight in groups. Now there are only two small groups on the bridge.
, because that was the end of the horse herd, Yang Xueshi was blocked upstairs here, and only he could organize the soldiers.
Thinking of this, Chen Rulie became cruel and rushed into the street, braving the rain of arrows while dodging the horses in the street. Along the way, he pulled out the cavalry hiding in the store and concentrated them in the direction of the bridge.
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There was a bang of a bowstring, and a prominent bandit fell down outside the street. His screams were drowned in the sharp background sound, making it almost inaudible.
Yang Xueshi quickly retracted his body, and several light arrows passed diagonally, and they were inserted into the wall behind.
Yang Xueshi touched the arrow pot again, but found an empty hole. The arrow plug filled with twenty arrows was empty. Looking at the dense crowd of people outside the building, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. If he had known that there was such an easy target to shoot at, he would have
You shouldn't have wasted nearly ten arrows by shooting at those horsemen on the way.
There are two arrows on the capital of the pillar in front of me. I reach out and grab the arrow shaft and shake it up and down, and the arrows loosen.
Turning sideways and aiming towards the street entrance, a steady stream of bandits rushed to the street entrance. More and more horses were left outside. Frightened by the neighing of the horses in the street, the horses without their owners fled one after another. The wilderness south of the Tiger Bridge was full of horses.
It is an empty horse running.
After such a delay, when Yang Xueshi drew his bow again, a light arrow suddenly hit his face and opened a wound on his forehead. Yang Xueshi quickly retracted it, and his face was immediately covered with blood.
The crisp sound of swords clashing came from the stairs behind. Yang Xueshi didn't bother to bandage his wounds and came to the stairs. Two cavalrymen were fighting with several horsemen who were preparing to attack the building. The horsemen in charge used line guns and guns.
The head has already hit the floor.
Quickly turning to the back of the stairs, the rogue's back was completely exposed. Yang Xueshi fully drew his bow, and the arrow flew out, and the sharp arrowhead sank directly into the rogue's back.
With a scream, the bandit became unsteady, flipped over and fell down, and the bandits behind him retreated.
At this time, the horses were neighing violently downstairs. Yang Xueshi returned to the window, hid behind a pillar and looked around. He saw that the bandits had already arrived downstairs. They crowded in the street, trampled on the horses' bodies, and stumbled to kill the remaining horses in the street.
"Stop shooting, there are many people downstairs, throw things!"
Several cavalrymen in the building put down their bows and arrows, picked up the tables, chairs, benches, and cabinets in the house, and smashed them through the windows into the street. Yang Xueshi found a few bonsais and threw them down without looking at them.
There were continuous screams downstairs, and the dense bandits had nowhere to hide. They took refuge in the stores on both sides. The dense formation dispersed, but the bandits from behind were still coming.
"Boss, there is nothing left."
Yang Xueshi looked back and saw that it was almost empty. There was only one bed in the corner of the room.
"Tear down the bed."
Several cavalrymen hurriedly dismantled the bed. Taking advantage of this little gap, Yang Xueshi hid in the window and looked out. The bandits in the street were fighting back upstairs. From time to time, things like flying axes and swords flew in from the window and smashed them.
Bang bang on the wall panel.
Looking towards the southeast avenue, there are unmanned empty horses everywhere. The infantry queue of the garrison battalion is advancing tenaciously. As the infantry forward approaches, there are fewer and fewer horsemen surrounding them, and the horsemen's fighting will sharply increases.
Descending, they all used their horses to overtake the infantry, trying to cross the Tiger Bridge before the infantry of the garrison battalion.
Some bandits on horseback had already rushed into the street. They were unwilling to abandon their mounts, making the street even more crowded. The ground was filled with dead horses. The cavalry on horseback stumbled at a very low speed, and from time to time they bumped into the horsemen on foot, causing more trouble.
Big chaos.
The horsemen on foot yelled and cursed loudly, which soon turned into physical violence, pulling the riders off their horses, and some even started to kill each other.
More bandits crossed under the small building and fled towards the bridge. The infantry of the army was getting closer and closer. The horse soldiers on the periphery were scrambling to escape first. No one shot arrows anymore. In the panic, the bandits in the street had no time to kill the remaining horses.
Instead, they slipped through the gaps one after another and fought with the garrison cavalry in the street among the horses.
Rivers of blood flowed from corpses all over the street, and the strong smell of blood could be smelled even from the second floor. Several cavalrymen dismantled the bed, and Yang Xueshi followed suit, throwing the wooden planks and wooden slats downstairs.
Yang Xueshi wiped the blood on his face amidst the shouting and neighing. When he looked out the window again, the first infantry flag team of the garrison battalion was already two hundred paces away.
When looking towards the bridge, the intersection between the market and the bridge is also the end of the herd of horses. There are three rows of red-clad dismounted cavalry waiting in formation.