Game of Thrones Volume 7: The horse roars in the wind and the young man raises his sword. Chapter 479: White robe and plain armor, fierce horse and silver spear
Volume 7: The horse roars in the wind and the young man raises his sword. Chapter 479: White robe and plain armor, fierce horse and silver spear
Beishan Trail.
A group of soldiers and horses were marching slowly and chaotically.
Judging from the number of people, it is estimated that there are about 5,000 people. Most of them are infantry, some cavalry, and a very small number of archers and shield soldiers.
Since we entered the mountains, although the road was relatively flat, the space became extremely narrow.
Five thousand people and horses, a huge crowd, all poured in. The situation can be imagined.
Even if the soldiers sent orders many times to speed up the march and maintain the marching formation, these soldiers were still overwhelmed.
The road is narrow, there are many people, and the walkways are a problem. It is simply ridiculous to talk about formation and speed.
The team of five thousand people meandered along the mountain road deep into the mountain from beginning to end, with no end or end in sight.
However, since almost everyone was holding a torch, it looked really weird and spectacular from a distance.
At this time, the general, Jiang Qiong, had already dismounted and moved forward on his legs.
Without him, there were people all around him, and he couldn't tell whether the soldiers around him were his own guards or ordinary soldiers.
If they were riding horses, if they were not careful, their own horses would trample them, which would cost several lives.
Speaking of Jiang Qiong's troops, although they are not as good as Shen Jizhou's Changjiwei, they are the absolute elite main force in Bohai, but at any rate he is also the leader.
How can the soldiers and horses under their control be any different? But in the current formation, if they are not part of the main force of the Chinese Army, it gives the impression that they are just a mixed force...
Jiang Qiong was already out of breath and sweating profusely as she moved forward at a brisk pace. On a midsummer night, even in the mountains, it was still cool at first, but after this tossing, the humid air and sticky heat followed, which really made people feel all over their bodies.
uncomfortable.
At this time, he had already given his war horse to an unlucky guy next to him, the general's horse, for you to hold. That is your blessing.
Therefore, the pawn leading the horse was grinning and gibbering. Whether he was laughing or crying, I am afraid only this unlucky thing knew.
It is hot and dry in itself, and there are countless torches around it. This thing is not much different from the sauna of later generations.
Jiang Qiong had already taken off his helmet, held it in his hand, and fanned it like a fan.
It's just that this thing is made of iron. Only he knows how much wind it can blow. Anyway, it's better than nothing.
The sound of "Buzz, buzz—" came from time to time in front of his face, in front of his body, and above his head, making him even more upset.
There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, especially in summer.
"Pah——"
But Jiang Qiong was sure and ruthless, and sent a big mosquito that was feasting on his face to the west with a slap.
Feeling the burning pain on my face, I was secretly frustrated in my heart, grandma, I hit you hard, it really hurts...
He shook his hands impatiently and shook the mosquito corpses off his hands.
"Bah -" he spat fiercely on the ground again, and said to himself cursingly: "Grandma, you are a bitch. In this remote and remote place, there are more mosquitoes than people. I have been killed for eight generations and five years."
He was so bloody that he wrote some kind of military order and went to guard the Qiwei nest...but he came to feed the mosquitoes...This business is a huge loss!"
The soldiers on the side heard this and quickly flattered him: "The general is brave, so my lord entrusts you with this important matter..."
Jiang Qiong spat in his face and cursed: "You know nothing! You damn Lai Na with the surname of Xu is not a thing. He insists on telling the lord that Qiwei Nest needs reinforcements." , to avoid Xiao Yuanche’s sneak attack, his grandma’s, since we entered the mountain, except for mosquitoes and bugs, Xiao Yuanche’s soldiers and horses have not even seen a shadow... This ghost place, no bird wants to Shit, no one wants to come in, except for me, who is taken advantage of... It's not like Xiao Yuanche can figure things out, how can he know the secrets here..."
As he said this, he hated Xu Youzhi even more and spat: "When this general returns, I will ask my lord to help him. I will even give him dozens of whips myself to vent my anger and see if he can retaliate!"
The soldier wiped the stinky spit on his face, and did not dare to show his disgust. He chuckled and said: "The general is right, I also think that Xu Youzhi deserves a beating! When the general beat him, he also gave his subordinates a few whips. Take it out..."
Hearing this, Jiang Qiong squinted her eyes and laughed.
"However, where is the Qiwei Nest? General Ding can just lead the troops to garrison it. Why does General Labor have to make such a fuss..."
"The Qiwei Nest is..."
Jiang Qiong almost blurted out, but suddenly remembered Shen Jizhou's words that the secret of the Qiwei Nest should not be told outside, so she swallowed the second half of the sentence, glanced at the pawn sideways, and said angrily: "Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked. ,Why are you talking so much nonsense..."
He paused and then said: "Forget it, it's just you. I feel uncomfortable with the heat. This helmet is almost like a steamer. I'll take it off now. You can hold it for me..."
This little pawn is almost dying of regret. If he hadn't been so arrogant and insisted on flattering him a few times, he wouldn't have earned such a "good job".
He grinned and said: "General, the general cannot remove his armor... If Xiao Yuanche's army suddenly attacks, the general may not be able to make it in time..."
Jiang Qiong hit him on the head, and while he couldn't wait to peel off his armor, he cursed: "Where are Thief Xiao's men? Are they these mosquitoes or these insects? What nonsense are you talking about!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a group of people shouting in front of him, and the originally unorganized formation became even more chaotic.
Jiang Qiong stopped what she was doing, raised her head and cursed: "Grandma, are you trying to catch mosquitoes in front of me? Are they all like headless flies? Can't they even walk along the aisle?"
As soon as he said that, he heard the sound of galloping horse hooves coming from the front.
"Tap tap tap tap..."
The horses' hooves beat very fast, as if they were rushing towards their own army.
Jiang Qiong frowned, not knowing what was going on, when he saw a messenger running over, wiping his sweaty brow, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said: "Report! Report to the general, ahead. An unknown enemy general has appeared and is charging towards us on horseback!"
Hearing this, Jiang Qiong rolled her eyes in shock and exclaimed: "Damn...there are really enemy troops...who dare to intercept and kill our army halfway, I'm so tired of living!"
Then he hurriedly put on his armor again and asked in a deep voice: "How many people are there on the other side?"
The messenger soldier was startled at first, looking rather embarrassed, then slowly stretched out a finger.
Jiang Qiong looked frightened and said in a trembling voice: "One thousand? Or ten thousand?..."
The messenger soldier shook his head like a rattle and said: "No, no, no, there is only one man and one horse. He is a young general in white robe..."
"I..." Jiang Qiong was so angry that he kicked the messenger and said angrily: "You bastard! How many people should I be? You are so panicked when you are alone. The soldiers in front are all Are you looking for something to eat? Just stop me and pull me off your horse!"
The messenger soldier rubbed the chest where he was kicked and replied: "General, calm down, general, calm down. This young general in white robe, one man and one horse, the horse is so fast that the wind is blowing, and those who go to stop him are either knocked over or knocked down. It’s really impossible to stop me from being rushed away!”
"Trash! Trash! What do I want you to do? Look at my general's action!" Jiang Qiong said and pulled to the side.
He meant to pick up the gun and mount the horse, but after pulling twice, there was nothing in hand, and then he cursed: "Grandma, who is carrying my big gun? What kind of trash is holding my horse?" Send it to me quickly!"
After shouting twice, two pawns, one carrying a gun and the other holding a horse, came over in a panic.
With the help of everyone, Jiang Qiong got on the horse. He had just picked up the gun in his hand and had not yet urged the horse forward. When he looked up, he saw the dark night in the distance, illuminated by torches, and there was indeed a young general in white robes. , is urging the white horse under his crotch to rush towards his direction.
There was a silver gun behind his back, the tip of the gun was pointed downward, but the gun was not drawn.
However, just relying on the wind blowing from its crotch, the white horse hit the sail with all four hooves.
Wherever you go, it's like entering an uninhabited area, and anyone who dares to stand in your way will simply be unable to stand and will just bump into you.
The horse's hooves are like crazy, the white shadow is like an arrow, the armor is shining, and it is high and majestic.
The person who came was none other than Lin Bulang.
In fact, Lin Bulang is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, so he has the courage to charge into battle alone with one man and one horse.
In addition, he also wanted to find out who the leader Jiang Qiong and his troops were.
Only by riding horses into the battle and rushing into the battle can we better understand the strength of Jiang Qiong and other horses.
Therefore, from the moment he galloped on his horse, Lin Bulang never controlled the speed of the horse and allowed it to carry him and run wildly.
Lin Bulang sat on the horse, carefully observing the enemy's formation while thinking about how he should respond next.
The white horse didn't care. It roared like a madman, stamped like a song, and had a good time all the way. The soldiers were either disgraced or retreating like a tide.
Those who retreated slowly were trampled by horses. Although they were not killed, they rolled to the ground and their parents howled.
The horse speed reaches its extreme.
Ma Mingfeng whistled, and the young man in white robe and silver gun was full of fighting spirit.
Lin Bulang charged forward with his horse, but when he saw that these soldiers could not organize an effective defense, they either retreated or were filled with fear.
The arrogance in his heart rose sharply, and he sneered and thought to himself, Jiang Qiong is like a withered bone! These things are all dung!
Jiang Qiong's expression changed several times. She sat on the horse and was frightened. She repeatedly scolded the soldiers who lined up to stop him.
However, in order to stop them, Lin Bulang should be quick. These soldiers could not only feel a white shadow in front of them, but when they reacted and tried to get into position, the white shadow had already passed straight through.
Also, the terrain is too narrow, and with so many people tumbling over the pond, how can we organize a defensive formation effectively and quickly?
Jiang Qiong watched helplessly as the young man in white robes got closer and closer to him, and even his facial features could be seen clearly.
But I saw this general. He was young and in the prime of his life. He was wearing white robes, plain armor, silver spears, and snowy horses, and he was high-spirited and majestic.
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the eyebrows are stern and solemn, and a hundred steps in front and behind are majestic.
Panic-stricken Jiang Qiong pointed his spear and shouted: "Pile! Pile it up, and I'll have to block him! Whoever dares to retreat, I'll stab him to death first!"
It really worked. Those soldiers were Shen Jizhou's main force after all. They were panicking just now, but Lin Bulang suddenly galloped into the formation, catching them off guard.
After some confusion, Jiang Qiong issued a death order.
These soldiers simply gritted their teeth and swarmed in front of Lin Bulang's horse.
Quite a desperate attitude.
As a result, Lin Bulang's charge into the formation was greatly delayed.
Rushing left and right, there were too many helpless people, and Lin Bulang's horse speed became slower and slower.
Seeing this change in Jiang Qiong's eyes, he suddenly felt confident again. The embarrassment and panic just now had been wiped away long ago. He urged the horse to move forward for more than ten feet. Lin Bulang roared fiercely with his spear a little further away. : "Who is here! Do you dare to use your first name?"
Lin Bulang didn't say anything. He held the silver gun held up behind him in his hand, and suddenly swung the gun straight. Following the sound of the wind, his cloak swept out.
The dozen or so soldiers in front of him were knocked off their feet when he swung a shot horizontally.
However, it should be noted that although he swung the gun, he did not stab them. He only used the barrel of the gun to force them back and knock them down.
This is also because Lin Bulang has his own plan in mind. It is okay to hurt people at this moment, but it is not yet time to die.
Seeing that the newly organized defensive formation was about to fall into disarray again, Jiang Qiong suddenly remembered something and shouted desperately: "Archers, line up, aim your crossbows at the enemy general!"
"Here!"
The dozen or so archers were still a little calm, and they lined up in formation, each with their bow strings fully drawn, and their arrows pointed towards Lin Bulang.
Jiang Qiong sat on the horse and shouted loudly: "If you dare to move forward again, arrows will be added to your body and you will be killed immediately!"
Lin Bulang sat on the horse, raised his head and took a look, and saw the archers arrayed with arrows pointed at him.
It's almost time to sing the next play.
Lin Bulang thought to himself.
"Uu——"
Lin Bulang shouted in a deep voice and reined in the horse with a little force.
"Xilulu——"
The fierce horse neighed, raised its front hooves to the sky, fell heavily, and trampled on the spot.
Seeing that he really stopped his horse, Jiang Qiong thought to herself, this is easy to handle. What the hell, he came out halfway up the mountain to make such a big fight, let’s not talk nonsense...
He shouted loudly: "Open the bow and release the arrows, let's not talk about shooting!"
"drink--"
The bow was full of strings, and the next moment there were arrows flying like rain.
In front of him is a man in a white robe, a man from the Lin family, with no fear on his face and a cold and cold look on his face.
Suddenly he took out a token from his arms and raised it up to the sky.
"Here is the token given by the general. Who dares to be so presumptuous?"
The sound is like a loud bell, with a high-spirited murderous intent.