Chapter 75: Take the General’s Head in the Midst of Ten Thousand Armies, Then Bugger Off
Chapter 75: Taking the General’s Head Among Ten Thousand Armies, Then Bugging Off
Close!
Closer!
The young man from the Dongyi Kingdom who was surrounded by hundreds of cavalry looked at Xin Zhuo who was speeding towards him, and not only was he not afraid, but instead he wore a cold smile on his face and muttered a few unintelligible bird words.
Dozens of fierce Dongyi cavalrymen rushed towards Xin Zhuo head-on, their leather armor swinging in the wind and their curved swords raised high in their hands.
The distance was close enough to see the strange face armor on the faces of the horses on the other side, the rough faces of the other cavalry, and the blood-stained blades on their hands.
Xin Zhuo deep breath, long hair flying between, leaping horse horizontal gun, a gun sweep, eye-catching true qi gun shadow as black snake raid, strange, bloody breath, instantly overpowering the opposite dozens of cavalry’s collective momentum.
The gun came out like a dragon, and the cold aura dotted.
“Puh puh puh ……”
These cavalry rely on bravery and collective blood qi, the realm is extremely general, when the first of the more than ten cavalry even people with horses, instantly poked to pieces, limbs, rotten horses fell all over the place, the rest of the surrounding cavalry, caught off guard, all of a sudden the formation is in a big mess.
Taking advantage of this effort.
Xin Zhuo has borrowed the horse forward momentum, legs force, Lingbo Guiqi change ladder cloud vertical, people jumped to the mid-air, close to the East Barbarians country youth.
The contempt and cold smile on that young man’s face instantly disappeared, froze for a moment, and hastily reined in his horse and backed up, and the cavalry around him instantly clustered around and around, blocking the front.
On the contrary, Xin Zhuo’s gun had already swept out, the seventh grade realm’s fusion variant gun technique [Thirsty Destruction Berserker’s Dog Whistling Invisible God Gun Technique] striking with all its might!
Strong true qi rushed and swept, the large black gun shadow followed the tip of the gun and let out an ear-piercing bark, like a pale dragon that chose to devour people.
“Shoo!”
“Bang!”
Nearly a hundred Dongyi cavalrymen raised their curved swords and greeted them with strange cries, but they were instantly prodded and crushed by the terrifying gun shadows, and they fell down in a heap.
A bit of the spear’s awn passed through the crowd and poked heavily at the chest of the young man from the Eastern Barbarians.
“Bold!”
The youth stifled a strange cry, and was then vigorously carried backwards onto the warhorse, blood dripping all over the horse.
Xin Zhuo at this time moves have been old, fell to the ground, see is about to be surrounded by the Eastern Barbarians cavalry, hastily foot a little, leaped to the distance on their own chaotic running white horse, a raise the whip, galloped and retreated.
Happen to pass by a back strong bow, strong body Zhou army main side, Xin Zhuo did not think, a grab the other side of the bow, pinch out an arrow.
The zhou army is startled: “Thief king, I this is six stone hard bow you can not pull …….”
The following words could not be said.
Xin Zhuo has already jumped the horse back, hang the gun, pull the bowstring to make a full moon, a series of actions, all in one go.
Then, one eye slightly narrowed, one eye rounded, to that Eastern Barbarians youth.
“Whoosh–“
The arrow was like a thunderbolt, cutting through the air and flying straight out.
Unfortunately, without experience, the bow shot crookedly.
“Puh-puh ……”
It went through the armor of two Eastern Yi cavalrymen in a row, and finally only hit the ass of the youth’s warhorse.
The warhorse ate the pain, neighing and bouncing.
The youth fell heavily and hit the ground.
Never shot an arrow, unfortunately.
Xin Zhuo cursed, casually threw the bow to that Zhou Junzheng, lifted the horse’s reins, and chased straight after Cui Ying’er’s several people in the distance.
That Zhou army main body froze for a long time, muttered a sentence: “This brother …… is so fierce!”
On the city gate, Su Miaojin, Murong Lei a large group of people from beginning to end, a breath did not ignore, the whole hanging heart to see the end.
Yuan You Rong couldn’t help but forget his hatred for Xin Zhuo, his eyes shining brightly: “Taking the general’s head in the midst of ten thousand troops, what a thrill!”
“It’s only because Xin Zhuo’s marksmanship is so strange that he can sweep through a group, anyone else would be afraid of being shocked by the blood of a large group of cavalry, like being stuck in a quagmire.
And he was too lucky that both the rebel general and the Eastern Barbarians general were in front of him, but I have to say, this Xin thief is still fiercely sensational!”
Murong Lei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
“That Eastern Barbarians youth, seems to be ……”
Song Dongxi, who had been to Dongyi a few times, was violently startled: “Zhu Yang Dabu leader, the first eldest son of the East Yi Kingdom’s Heavenly Prince’s cousin, King Lin Zhou’s first son, Nan Ze County King Abbadu, said to be seventeen years old, sub-seventh grade witchcraft, courageous, and resourceful, and actually didn’t have a chance to fight back under Xin Zhuo?”
The county king of a country was injured by the leader of the mountain bandits of Great Zhou in the midst of thousands of troops, would anyone believe it?
……
“Cunning rabbits have three grottoes, men are thieves and women are prostitutes, where did Xin Zhuo and the others go?”
Underneath the city, Shangguan Fanqing’s group, who knew nothing about fighting, inexplicably stood on the right flank of Zhou’s cavalry, and were surrounded by the enemy cavalry’s fierce bite.
Easily killed back a wave, Shangguan Fanqing looked around, froze and did not see Xin Zhuo.
They came here, in fact, was stimulated by Xin Zhuo’s letter, you a mountain bandits have this kind of courage, the same as the people of the Great Zhou, why can’t we?
As a result, this side is fighting a mess, but Xin Zhuo and the others have disappeared? This gives them an odd sense of loss. Wang Hulu’s eyes were sharp, and he pointed at Xin Zhuo, who had gone away, and cursed, “That kid has run away!”
Shangguan Fanqing stretched his neck to look and was instantly confused, what about the promise of coming together to serve the country? What the hell is running away?
Duke Jiang Hezhu was slashed and his shoulder was bleeding like a river, he already had a belly full of fire, at this time he could no longer hold back, roared: “Xin Zhuo dog thief, I want to report you! You are the one who came to manifest yourself in front of people!”
Is hissing between, around the enemy cavalry suddenly tide retreat, more distant enemy troops also orderly retreat.
“This ……”
A group of people could not help but look at each other.
Just heard someone shouting in the distance: “The enemy army is defeated! The enemy army is defeated!”
“The Prince of the Eastern Barbarians is seriously injured and dying!”
“The Prince of the Eastern Barbarians is dead!”
“Who did this?” The blood-stained Zhongwu General Du Rufeng let out a roar: “I’ll give him a promotion!”
On the city wall Murong Lei had to reply back: “So that the general knows that it was the thief Xin Zhuo of Volsung Mountain who did it!”
“Oh? Where is Xin Zhuo?”
“This ……”
Ran away? Can you tell?
Little thief!
Su Miao Jin looked towards the direction of Xin Zhuo’s departure, which was only a smudge of smoke in the distance, and the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up in an arc.
It’s really unintelligible ah!
……
“Big Boss, it’s okay for us to run away like this, right?”
“Yes! It feels weirdly embarrassing to be hot and heavy in front, only to turn around and run.”
“Don’t panic! The battlefield is a mess, who knows what happened to us? No one should have seen it!”
The group of people from Volsung Walled City has returned to the walled city, Xin Zhuo sat on a tiger leather chair and smiled: “This wave of moral kidnapping is stable, no matter if we ran, died, or were dispersed, at least the image of the righteous thieves has been realized, and the reputation has been put in place, don’t worry about the rest, we can’t control the victory or defeat.”
Murong Huo pondered for a moment: “Should we pay attention to the battle? I’ll send a message to home to ask?”
Xin Zhuo counted the time, it took more than a day to come back, it should have been divided into victory and defeat, nodded his head and said: “Ask or not!”
The crowd casually ate some lunch and rested for a while.
In the afternoon, Murong Hugh recruited a white flying harrier squatting on the roof to write a letter home.
Bai Jianxiao and Han Jiulang plowed the yard and the west open space to reclaim the wasteland, preparing to plant some winter vegetables and transplanting some wild fruit trees over.
Huang Dagui went to the mountain forest to collect firewood.
Cui Ying’er took Han Qiniang to mend clothes and make shoes.
Xin Zhuo, on the other hand, took Xiao Huang and sat under the maple dragon forest in front of her, looking at the mountain scenery and relaxing.
The white clouds in the sky, the undulating autumn colored mountains and forests on the ground, and the mountain breeze, it was really pleasant!
If there was no life-threatening danger, this kind of mountain bandit life, it was not bad!
Opening the Moonwatch Well and observing the Spirit Sacrifice, in addition to Murong Hugh and the others and Xiao Huang occupying seven positions, the rest are Murong Lei and the others.
Currently these people have no shared qualities for the time being.
But it was time to rest for a while. Every time he changed his heart and gong methods, although it was unknown and happy to advance, the load on his body was too great, it felt like his meridians and internal organs were being sifted through a sieve, vaguely painful, and in a short period of time, it would be difficult to return to normal.
Unconsciously, the sunset, the evening sun filled the sky, reflecting the cottage a golden color.
The kitchen chimney is smoking, Cui Ying’er is in a good mood today, leading Han Qiniang to prepare dinner.
Xiao Huang doesn’t feel tired after playing for half a day, and now he’s running wildly after a sparrow with the setting sun at his back.
Xin Zhuo had nothing to do, so he followed and walked down the peak.
After coming for so long, except for that time when he went to the Water Moon Nunnery to steal food, he really didn’t take a good look at the neighborhood of this mountain.
Below the front peak, is a dense cedar forest, the small yellow sparrow chased lost, in the forest edge of the urine, ready to come back, suddenly stretched out the ears to listen to what, and then scattered back, bit Xin Zhuo’s trouser leg, dragged back.
Xin Zhuo also have a bad feeling, just to retreat, in front of the eyes of the broken wind sound gusts, silhouettes swaying, surrounded.
Four middle-aged nuns, clear golden monk clothes, cold expression, realm higher than sub-sixth grade, can’t see the exact realm, gaze like a torch :.
“Amitabha Buddha! Scholar, come with the poor nuns.”
(End of chapter)