Yang Fan put his eyes close to the small hole and looked inside.
I saw a bright and sharp object coming towards my eyeball at high speed.
A sense of imminent danger made his whole body tingle.
An electric current rushed through my back, and the hairs all over my body stood up like a cat with exploded fur.
In the flash of calcium carbide, the professional survival skills honed by long-term dangerous work came into play, and Yang Fan fell backwards without losing his mind.
At the same time, a long knife pierced the window and rushed out like lightning with a murderous intent.
Amidst the flying wood chips, an arm wearing a cloth mask came out of the window.
Yang Fan, who leaned back, saw the bright sword light piercing his head like a sword.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and leaned back quickly, the knife would have penetrated his right eye by now.
With a snap, the yellow safety helmet on Yang Fan's head and the tip of the knife collided, and the huge force caused the safety helmet to deform sharply.
Fortunately, the safety helmet blocked the tip of the knife from being pierced. The smooth arc caused the downward arc of the knife head to slip directly under the force, thus changing the direction. The long knife directly changed the angle upward to 45.
Draw upwards at an angle.
The huge impact almost sprained Yang Fan's neck.
When the knife moved upward, the blade sank downwards, grazing the tip of Yang Fan's nose diagonally. Yang Fan's heart almost jumped out of his chest. The sharp edge of the knife made the skin on the tip of his nose numb.
At this moment, Yang Fan wanted to pull the foreman, who had greeted all the women in the family countless times, over for a kiss. This helmet was so conscientious.
Although he was wearing a yellow safety helmet used by the lowest-level workers, because the work he was engaged in was very dangerous, the foreman did not give him those deceptive helmets that looked like they would break into pieces if he chewed them.
It is a safety helmet that truly meets the standards.
A qualified safety helmet can withstand the impact of a ten kilogram iron block of one meter height and the impact of a three kilogram iron cone. The design principle comes from a bird with an extremely hard skull.
It was this qualified safety helmet that blocked and deflected the fatal blow. At this moment, Yang Fan realized that movies were all lies. It was dark inside the room and bright outside. He looked at the window and saw a black shadow appear on the window paper.
No matter how stupid the people inside are, they will never fail to discover it.
Amidst the sound of teeth grinding, the helmet that blocked the stabbing of the knife was cut open as the long knife tilted and slid upward.
Yang Fan fell on his back, his physique tempered by long-term hard work and his quick reaction ability developed from three years of working on the edge of danger.
Three horses indicate that there are three people in the house, three cavalrymen of this era.
Manchurian.
Manchu Tatars fighting wild beasts to survive in the mountains and forests.
At this time, the window was broken, the window lattice shattered and splashed out, and a knife-wielding arm wearing armor came out through the window.
Yang Fan knew very well that the key to a group fight was to focus on the leader and beat him to death. If ten of his fingers were injured, it would be better to cut off one of them. If you deal with one of them first, you would have more chance of survival.
Before the man even hit the ground, his right hand had already grabbed the handle of the flail behind his back and slammed it against the window.
With a bang, Yang Fan's back hit the ground hard, followed by another crash, and the flail's hammer slammed in from the shattered window lattice.
The dull sound was like a shock, and among the flying pieces of wood and the window paper, a piece of blood mist spurted out, and the pieces of wood and window paper that flew out behind were stained with red and white.
This blow was really hard, hitting him right in the face. The twenty-kilogram hammer directly smashed his face into pieces.
That Tartar's head shattered and splattered like a watermelon.
Due to excessive force, the flail flew out of his hand and flew into the house.
Just now, three people in the room were talking. Suddenly, they saw a dark shadow floating on the window. A middle-aged man about forty years old signaled silence. He gestured with his hands to let another young man, twenty years old, and a young man not
The slave in armor and the man dressed as Haha picked up the knife and walked quietly towards the door. The two of them stood still on either side of the door.
The old man roared, and stabbed the peeping eyes with his long knife. One of the other two people was preparing to rush out, while the other took cover inside the door, and then rushed out based on the situation.
Because the situation outside is unclear, I don’t know how many people are outside.
If Yang Fan knew about military affairs, he would be surprised at how high the military quality of these people, who were despised by the people of the Ming Dynasty as "Jiannu" was. If a swarm of swarms rushed out, and there were bows and arrows outside, they would all be knocked down in one intensive attack.
Already.
"Ama!" came a roar of shock and anger.
The young man's eyes instantly turned red and he rushed out of the door.
Yang Fan flailed away and screamed in his heart that it was bad. If the two people inside rushed out, he would be finished. He couldn't beat these professional warriors.
In the light of the calcium carbide fire, he suddenly got wise and grabbed the long handle of the long knife that the old Tatar had thrown away. He stood up and squatted. Holding the knife in his hand, he slashed at the Tatar who rushed out of the door.
Unfortunately, it was a step too late. The Tatar had already rushed out, and the long knife fell on the Tatar's back. Yang Fan reacted very quickly and took advantage of the situation to directly slash the tendon of the heel of the Tatar's unarmored back.
"Ah" screamed, and the veins in his right hamstring were instantly severed. The young Tatar knelt on the ground, holding his right foot and screaming.
The Bao Yi who rushed out from behind was tripped and fell on the young Tatar's back.
Baoyi has no armor, just a cloth. His main task is to serve the master and his son, and is also responsible for feeding the horses, cooking, etc.
Yang Fan knew that the opportunity was too late to miss. He stared at the two people stacked on the ground with a stern gaze, grabbed the long knife with both hands and stabbed it downwards.
Yang Fan is in a state of excitement, and people can often exert their greatest potential in emergencies. Moreover, Yang Fan is at his best physical strength in his life, and his body is extremely strong through heavy labor.
With a pop, the long knife pierced the two people's bodies like cutting tofu. The young Tatar was wearing cloth armor, and the braided armor could not block the long knife. The one-meter-two-meter-long blade directly penetrated the two bodies.
Insert it into the ground until the knife guard is stuck on the back of the wrapper.
The two people were nailed to the ground. For a moment, they screamed, their limbs twitched and struggled, and blood foam poured out of their mouths.
Yang Fandeng took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.
Waves of fear came over me, my whole body was sore and weak, and I couldn't move.
Yang Fan himself didn't know how he did it.
After a long time, he calmed down his racing heart and stood up slowly. The muscles in his arms were a little strained, and he slowly walked in front of the two of them.
The two of them were already dying, and a large amount of blood foam was still flowing out of their mouths. The long knife pierced the lungs, and the blood poured into the lung cavities, directly suffocating their breathing. The medical conditions of this era were hopeless.
The young Tatar stared at Yang Fan, muttering, opening and closing his mouth, a stream of blood spurted out with every opening of his mouth, and slowly stopped moving.
Yang Fan pulled out the knife.
Kick the wrapping away with one kick.
Don't stay here for long. Who knows if these Tatars have any accomplices going out? If they come back, they will be blocked and it will be over.
Yang Fan searched the luggage of these three people and found some broken silver. He weighed it with his hands and found that it was estimated to be about five or six hundred grams. In this era, a pound of sixteen taels was probably less than twenty taels.
I don’t know when I can go back, but this money will be of great use.
Yang Fan touched his chin and thought about it. He felt that these two sets of armor were real antiques. If he took them back, they would probably be worth a lot of money. After all, complete sets of ancient armors are not common.
I was thinking about how to take off this thing, when suddenly a child's scream came from next to me.