Turbulent Times Chapter 223: Stick

Wang Junlin is very capable of learning in this area, and Ma Chan's technique alone already has 70% of his strength.

Although the enemy army rushing over had rich experience in fighting, but when they encountered such a master of the inner family who was holding a lance, riding a BMW, and possessed the skill of horse lance, there was no one for a while. He knocked down seven or eight enemy generals, and the rest of the bandits and horse thieves who were frightened galloped past him.

Seeing that Yu Zimo had been rescued, Wang Junlin rushed towards a group of guards who were trapped among the enemy troops. He swung his horse and tore open a **** mouth, then turned his mount and rushed to the next battle group.

"Thank you, Lord Hou..."

"Thank you..."

The thirty or so guards were already in despair, but suddenly they saw a glimmer of life, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and their gratitude to their Lord Marquis had reached the extreme.

At present, Wang Junlin can't think too much about the tense situation on the battlefield. Just as he tore open a hole in the second battle group, out of the corner of his eye, he saw four burly enemy generals with cold expressions, riding tall horses, each holding iron spears made of fine steel, galloping towards him. Come, from a distance, he felt the cold air bursting out, the other party wanted to pierce his throat.

Wang Junlin felt the difficulty of these four people, and knew that if he could not kill these four people in a very short time, he would be surrounded by layers of enemy troops like Yu Zimo just now. Will eventually be exhausted alive.

"Stop!"

"Take your life!"

"If you have the courage, let us fight!"

The four big bosses of the enemy army who rushed towards him did not expect that Wang Junlin, who was unstoppable just a moment ago, turned around and fled without hesitation.

How could Wang Junlin care about these people's provocations? To him, a fool would stay where he was and wait to be beaten by the crowd. Besides, his purpose of rushing forward was only to save Yu Zimo and the others' lives, and now that most of his purpose has been achieved, there is no reason at all to stay and entangle with the other party.

Even though the war horses of the four big bosses are all good horses, compared with the blood-maned horses, they are much inferior in terms of speed, ability to run at night, or sprint ability in complex terrain. Soon Wang Junlin But the distance between him and his pursuer was gradually widened.

After just a few breaths, the gate of the camp that was simply set up before was already close at hand. The guards had just witnessed the bravery of their own Lord Hou, and they rode their horses to meet him one by one, feeling proud.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Hou Ye is mighty, mighty..."

"Mighty, mighty..."

Nearly a hundred guards yelled loudly, their morale was high, and they cheered happily. The enemy army had suffered a lot of casualties just now.

"Dismount and fight on foot."

With Wang Junlin's order, nearly a hundred guards quickly dismounted and formed an infantry battle formation with long spears. fight back.

Nearly a hundred guards were divided into four rows. Everyone was wearing good armor, holding high-quality spears, shoulders to shoulders, and arms to arms. Originally, the enemy was powerful, and even the morale of the guards, which were composed of elite soldiers, was affected to some extent, but the wonderful performance of Yu Zimo, Wang Junlin and others just now greatly boosted everyone's morale. The spear in his hand pointed steadily forward, and at the mouth of this small valley, a small steel forest was formed.

The last two rows first poured crossbow arrows and feather arrows on the enemy's heads in sequence with strong crossbows and bows. The whole process was tense and orderly. I saw nearly fifty long spears flickering coldly, frightening the charging horses and screaming loudly. Nearly fifty crossbow arrows and feather arrows wave after wave, continuously, shooting the enemy troops blocked by their own spearmen at the main entrance, howling ghosts and wolves, and splashing blood and flesh.

Of course, such a situation can be formed mainly because the camp chosen by Wang Junlin in the evening happens to be in this small valley, the slopes on both sides are steep, and it is night, the entrance and exit of the enemy's attack can only be the entrance of the valley. The enemy army can only deploy more than 200 troops each time, and the gap in strength has been greatly narrowed in a short period of time. But it also made Wang Junlin and his party blocked here, and it was difficult to use the advantage of being all cavalry to escape quickly from other directions, which can be said to have advantages and disadvantages.

In just a dozen short breaths, the enemy's attack came to an end again. "Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang..." Accompanied by a burst of anxious gongs, the elite enemy troops on horseback escaped from the attack range of the feathered arrows first, followed by the old bandit holding a horned bow and biting the shaft of the arrow thereafter.

Further back, there are the pikemen and sword and shield soldiers of the brigade, cursing one by one, full of resentment. At the end of the retreating team, there were wounds, either in limbs, or in non-fatal parts such as ribs and shoulder sockets. Blood dripped everywhere along the edges of the Gebu shoes.

As for the seriously wounded and dead of these enemies, they threw them at the mouth of the valley without hesitation. It is an unwritten rule on the green forest road to let those who can survive get out of danger first. Since you are injured, you can resign yourself to fate, and don't blame anyone for being cruel!

What's more, even if those seriously injured are carried away, with the level of medical skills and medicinal material reserves of those copycat doctors in Qinling, it is still impossible to restore them to their original state.

So, instead of watching them die in agony as skinny skeletons tortured by injuries, it is better to let them die under the knife of the opponent now. Anyway, for the seriously injured, they can die happily.

After repelling an enemy attack, the morale of the crowd was boosted again. Zhan Peng originally wanted to send people out to kill all the wounded left by the enemy outside Taniguchi, but Wang Junlin waved his hand to stop them: "Leave them, their The screams and tragic scenes will greatly affect the morale of the enemy army. However, a few people who go out will cut all those who still have combat strength into serious injuries."

"Here!" Zhan Peng agreed, and soon five guards walked out with their knives in their hands.

"Excuse me, please forgive me!" A bandit with a slight injury to his leg suddenly jumped up from the pile of dead people, staggering away while pleading loudly.

A guard sneered, shot a crossbow arrow, pierced the man's thigh, chased after him, and slashed the other thigh and both arms of the man, making him lose his ability to move and fight, but But the screams continued.

For the cold-blooded and cruel methods of these guards, the two scholars present had different reactions.

Xu Jingzong didn't show any forbearance, but instead looked bloodthirsty and cruel. Liu Ziming frowned slightly, watching Wang Junlin hesitate to speak, and finally chose to ignore it.

Although it was the first time Liu Ziming experienced a tragic battle, he also knew that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself. If I and the others are defeated today and fall into the hands of the enemy, I am afraid that the torture will be ten times, or even a hundred times more cruel than this, and they will definitely die in the end.

PS: The second change———