Holding the bow with his right hand, picking the string with his left hand, with his body upright like a stem, and his arms as straight as branches, Gai Jun's eyes were fixed on the Qiang Hu figure a hundred steps away.
He only had time to let out a scream as the arrow pierced his eyeball and passed through his brain.
Gai Jun put down his bow, curled his lips slightly, and thought to himself: "Idiot! You actually put feathers on your head, for fear that others won't know that you are the leader."
Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared and penetrated into the chest of Tayun. Gai Jun's expression suddenly changed. Tayun did not fly to the ground like his fellow victims who were hit by arrows, but instead forcibly stopped running and slowed down his pace.
Gai Jun's speed suddenly slowed down, and his guards also slowed down. The Han knights who came up from behind controlled their mounts to turn. The entire cavalry was like a river flowing, passing by in an orderly manner. Their equestrian skills were so skillful and superb that the Hu people were not allowed to
.
Taiyun staggered and knelt down on the snow, wailing Xiaoxiao, as if asking his master to come down.
Only the feathers of the entire arrow remained outside. Gai Jun knew that Tayun was hopeless, so he stretched out his hand and stroked its long cheek, bursting into tears. Gai Jun has never been a person who likes to cry.
countable.
But……
It’s been almost twelve years! We get along day and night!
Tayun rubbed his head against his master, tears rolled down his big eyes, and he whined weakly for a few times before making any sound.
"Ahhhhh..." Gai Jun hit the iron helmet with his hand, knocked it hard, suddenly pulled up his body, took off the iron helmet and threw it to the ground. He didn't know whether his eyes were red with tears or red with anger.
, turned around and walked towards Pang De, who was pulling and preparing the horse, "Let someone find a place to bury Tayun. Remember the location."
"promise."
Gai Jun held his horse and jumped up, and said to Bian Bing in a calm tone: "The Duke blows the trumpet and tells everyone that I will kill all these bastards and leave no one alive! I will let them be buried with Tayun!
…”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Entering the enemy formation and blowing the charge trumpet means fighting to the death. The men of the Han family are even more powerful. Wherever they pass, there are waves of blood and dead bodies on their pillows. The Qiang Hu's scalp is numb, and they who have the intention to escape immediately fall apart.
Fleeing desperately to the west.
"Kill..." Gai Jun's face was ferocious, his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, his bow string sounded continuously, and he shot the fleeing Qiang Hu off his horse.
Gai Jun's countless small arrows merged one after another, forming a formation of four large arrows in units of a thousand people, chasing the Qiang and Hu.
He would also be easily killed by countless Han troops and his body would be trampled to pieces.
Seeing the Qiang and Hu men passing by in twos and threes in a hurry, Li Wenhou sneered: "What do I think? These trash! It hasn't been a quarter of an hour since the war started? I bet that Dong Fu's casualties must be less than a thousand."
Beigong Boyu said angrily: "These shameful people! They have completely disgraced the Qiang people!"
Li Wenhou smiled and said: "After this defeat, Bian Zhang and Han Sui will definitely punish them severely, which gives us an opportunity to take advantage of."
Beigong Boyu said disdainfully: "What's the point of coming here? I can defeat these trash with only five thousand sons."
Li Wenhou shook his head and said: "Although their wild nature has been polished off by the Han people, they have changed from wolves to dogs. But it doesn't matter, they are wolves after all. As long as they are trained to return to their wild nature, tens of thousands more warriors will be born out of thin air. What's the use of it?"
Not for?"
"Rumble..."
Unlike the Qiang and Hu who fled in twos and threes before, this time thousands of people ran together, and the scene was extremely spectacular. When these people were only a few dozen steps away, Li Wenhou and Beigong Boyu looked at each other and smiled, blew their horns, and joined in
to the escape team.
After hearing the scout's report, Song Jian frowned for a long time. Song Jian was a bandit and the leader of the horse bandits in the Jincheng area of Longxi. He was in his thirties, of middle to upper height, handsome in appearance, and looked like a scholar.
, which is extremely inconsistent with the image of gangsters that people have in mind.
It is a well-known fact that the local Qiang and Hu in Youfufeng bully the weak and fear the strong, and are not useful. If they can't stop Dong Fu, there will be no accidents. However, Li Wenhou and Beigong Boyu's subordinates are the Yicon Qiang in Huangzhong and the three major Hu tribes in Liangzhou of the Han Dynasty.
The Qiang troops in Huangzhong slaughtered various ethnic groups and Lu Shuihu. In terms of combat effectiveness, they deserved to be ranked first. They followed Duan Jiong through life and death and made outstanding achievements. Dong Fu only had so many people. There was no reason to be defeated so quickly.
"What are these two barbarians doing? Could it be that...the conflict between the two parties has reached this point?" Song Jian is not a fool. A fool can integrate tens of thousands of gangsters? The conflict between Beigong Boyu, Li Wenhou, Bian Zhang, and Han Sui
He could see that although he had a lot of ambitions, he was self-aware. He had few soldiers and horses, and his reputation was even worse. He couldn't be the leader, so he didn't bother to care about the struggle for power, as long as it didn't hurt his personal life.
Just profit...
"Qu Shuai..." the little leader called softly.
Song Jian smiled softly and said: "Since Beigong and Leader Li are running away, even if we have the intention to kill the enemy, there is nothing we can do. Blow the trumpet and tell the brothers to retreat quickly..."
"okay."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Han Sui looked at the cavalry running like a turbulent wave and shouted angrily: "Beigong Boyu, Li Wenhou!..."
Qu Sheng, the general of the Ministry, made a guess and said: "If they are not of my race, their hearts must be different! Let me tell you, it is better to take this opportunity to get rid of these two people." Qu Sheng was about thirty years old. Kong Wu was tall, with a square face and a thick beard.
He is Quyi's cousin.
Han Sui glanced at Qu Sheng and slowly said to Bian Zhang: "Brother, should we start a fight with Dong Fu or should we retreat immediately?"
Bian Zhang sighed: "Let's go. It is said that Dong Fu has 20,000 riders. Even if the report is wrong, there are at least 10,000 riders. In the past, killing him would have been worth the high price, but now we can't afford the loss."
"Marquis Li Wen, Beigong Boyu..." Han Sui gritted his teeth and muttered these two names.
"Rumble..."
Tens of thousands of horse hooves trampled on the snow, deafening, like thunder rolling down from the sky.
It is not a simple thing to suddenly speed up during the march, let alone speed up in an orderly manner. More than ten thousand Han family members pulled the reins with one hand and held a knife in the other. They shouted to kill and overtook them, and the Koreans rushed forward and beat them.
Dong Zhuo had fired a two-stone bow dozens of times before, but his arm strength was not good enough. This time he had to change to a one-stone and a half bow. Although this bow was weaker than the former, it was also a powerful weapon for killing enemies, especially in the hands of a marksman like Dong Zhuo.
The example is not false.
From a distance, Dong Zhuo saw Bian Zhang and Han Sui's banner, and shouted excitedly: "Han Wenyue, I want your head. Haha." The noise on the battlefield was so loud that one person's voice could not travel far, but Dong Zhuo
There were hundreds and thousands of people roaring in unison, which was enough to reach Han Sui's ears.
Han Sui curled his lips in disdain and was too lazy to respond. One of them was from Jincheng and the other was from Longxi. They were both well-known and well-known. Dong Zhuo used to be his teacher Zhang Huan's former subordinate, so they were quite familiar with each other, but there was no friendship.
.
Han Sui didn't want to say anything, and Yang Qiu, the general who was lagging behind, couldn't bear it anymore and shouted as he ran away: "Don't be arrogant, Dong Fu, I will kill you one day!"
Dong Zhuo bent his bow and shot quickly. Since Yang Qiu was a hundred steps away, he missed the shot. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Qiu, do you think that just because you made a date with Han Wen, you can be arrogant? You are just a dog!"
Yang Qiu turned around and cursed: "Your mother is a dog! A fat old dog!"
Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment. He had been in Xiliang for decades. Who dared to scold him in front of him? At most, he cursed behind his back a few times. Haha, okay, it seems that I have been away from Liangzhou for several years, and some people don’t seem to remember my methods.
Already.
Dong Zhuo didn't say anything yet, but Fan Chong was angered. He raised his spear and killed several people one after another. He stared with scarlet eyes and shouted: "Young son Yang Qiu, you bitch, you are so majestic and evil! Come on, come here and talk to me."
Let’s fight!”
Fan Chou once led several disciples to defeat hundreds of horse bandits and was a famous warrior in Liangzhou. Yang Qiu was proud of his bravery and had to accept the defeat, but he did not want to show weakness and said bravely: "No matter how inconvenient today is, I will always have the opportunity to take you."
Dog’s life.”
Fan Chou laughed in anger, but his horse power was limited and he couldn't catch up, so he had to kill others to vent his anger.
The Han army chased them for hundreds of miles and captured 20,000 people. It was a great victory.
Gai Jun wanted to pursue, but Dong Zhuo and Zhou Shen jointly stopped him. The two were generals, and Gai Jun could not disobey.);.