Comprehensive comic: The wailing in the prison of the imperial capital

In the middle of summer, it rains a lot, and the mountains and ravines are deep in grass and trees.

On an official road from Zhongshan to Julu, it should have been a scene of busy traffic and rushing one after another, but when Ying Shouren and his party passed by, there were few merchants passing by.

Ying Shouren and Xun Chen were going to visit Tian Feng, with the protection of the twenty-eight horsemen of the Golden Gun, and super bodyguards like Dian Wei, there was really no place they didn't dare to go.

It's just that Dian Wei's physique is too big, close to 300 kilograms, and there are hundreds of kilograms of double halberd armor, and ordinary horses can't afford long-distance journeys at all.

And it was inconvenient for Ying Shouren to bring Tianya out, so he simply got a luxury car, which was built with King Kong all over his body, and the defense level was directly full.

Six BMW pulled the car, Dian Wei, the head of the bodyguard, incarnated as a coachman in a hurry, and talked about world affairs with Xun Chen in the car.

Naturally, there was a lot of movement along the way, and when he reached the position of a gourd mouth, Dian Wei, who was in the middle, shouted loudly: "Stop." The

twenty-eight horsemen in front and behind stopped one after another, holding ice blades, waiting for an opportunity to defend, Ying Shouren pushed the car door

, "What's wrong?" Dian Wei frowned and said: "Lord, something is wrong, it's too quiet." Ying

Shouren looked at it and also found an abnormality, the dense forest and grass were thick, and there was such a big movement that there were no birds in sight.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and a sense of slaughter permeated the surroundings, making people dare not even breathe.

You must know that just a few months ago, Ying Shouren, who was in the imperial capital, had been publicly assassinated, not to mention the high mountains and long roads, in such a convenient ambush location.

There are twenty-eight horsemen guarding, and Dian Wei is in charge, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, Ying Shouren dares to break through.

Ying Shouren gave an order: "All guards, slow down, cheer up, and continue to set off!" "

Step~Step~Step~"

The horses moved forward slowly and steadily, and the twenty-eight horsemen formed a circle formation with a seemingly non-existent formation, enclosing the carriage in the middle, each riding was armed with a spear, waiting for an unknown surprise attack anytime and anywhere.

Stretching through several mountain ranges, it took an hour for Ying Shouren and his party to walk out of twenty miles.

Suddenly, in a hidden corner, the warrior who had the head suddenly shouted loudly: "Alert, there is a stumbling horse." "

Sure enough, there is an ambush, and the energy of the other party is not small, otherwise who would dare to set such a secret trap on the official road.

If you are going full speed, at this corner, if you are not careful, you will directly turn people on their backs.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of "whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~" in the dense forest, and a rain of arrows poured down on Ying Shouren.

If it is an ordinary team, stumbling and this rain of arrows, not to mention the annihilation of the whole army, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Fortunately, the twenty-eight horsemen were not vegetarians, calmly and calmly put the spear in their hands, wielded it impermeable, and even the horses under their crotches were not harmed.

However, the six horses that pulled Ying Shouren's horse were not so lucky, as few were hit by a few arrows, and more than a dozen arrows were hit, and the horses were in pain and were about to lose control.

Seeing this, Dian Wei, who was defending on the side, used his arm to pull down the horse that was about to break free, and untied it easily.

"Bell ~ Bell ~ Bell ~"

The arrow can't break through the defense, but Ying Shouren and Xun Chen are stable, sitting in the carriage built by King Kong.

Xun Chen said angrily: "Who the hell is it, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually ambushed the design master!" Ying

Shouren replied calmly: "A group of rats who can't see the light."

After the rain of arrows poured down, a large group of people and horses instantly appeared in the dense forest, forming an encirclement and landing Ying Shouren in the center.

Ying Shouren also pushed the car door and looked around, only caring about the lineup, really looking up to himself.

Judging from the unified equipment of the other party, it can also be regarded as an elite army, with no less than 300 crossbowmen, no less than 300 sword and axe hands, more than 100 horsemen in front and behind the intersection, and six or seven seemingly heroic commanders pressing the formation, trapping themselves in the center.

Ying Shouren was not afraid, and laughed loudly: "Wait for the rats, don't report your name quickly."

"Hahaha, today next year, it will be the sacrifice day of your Xiaoyao Hou, a certain Yuan Xi will burn some paper money for you, save it to the underworld, no one cares!"

The other party waved the flag, and Ying Shouren followed the voice and found a young man with a white jade face and a powdery face, surrounded by a group of armor soldiers, condescending to the other party.

The one who bought and sold the skin turned out to be Yuan Shao's second son Yuan Xi, who, like the little fresh meat of later generations, inherited the handsome and charming genes of the family.

It's a pity that the other party is trying to want his own life, so Ying Shouren naturally won't leave this scourge alive, saving himself from worrying about his own Xiao Mi all day long.

The ambush just now did not cause any harm to Ying Shouren and his party, but the main horse fled, so that this team could only fight as trapped beasts.

There is nothing to surrender the gun and not kill, after all, this is an assassination of the prince, Yuan Xi still doesn't believe it, such a killing array, the other party can still survive.

The two sides don't talk nonsense, get straight to the point, meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and fight in close combat.

The three hundred archers also drew their sabers one after another at this time, and followed the captain down flat, and the three hundred axes in the grass killed from the bottom up.

More than 200 horsemen at the intersection of the front and back, each leaving half to prevent the enemy from escaping, and the remaining half accelerated to kill, Yuan Xi, who was light and calm, despised the world under the protection of twenty heavy armored halberd warriors.

Why should

we flee

and who will surround whom, but who will surround whom.

Win Shouren sneered disdainfully, and he will know later who is the mouse and who is the cat!

This is the battle of the name of the twenty-eight horsemen, and it is also the battle of Dian Wei's fame, just like the scythe of death, every round can harvest the enemy's life, just like cutting leeks, there is no difference.

Even if the other party is carefully arranged, but each of the twenty-eight horsemen alone has B-level strength, and the opponent's commander, the force value is only such an ability.

Even the leisurely Dian Wei occasionally encountered a soldier who rushed in, a big hand was like grabbing a watermelon, trapped in mid-air and the halberd in his hand came to a collision, and his brain exploded, like Shura hell.

The battle on the battlefield came eagerly, came suddenly, but retreated like a tide, according to the comparison of troops, it was one person chasing 30 people.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the opponent's casualties were lost, and some of the cavalry were frightened and wanted to turn around and leave the scene.

Dian Wei, who guarded the center, took out the halberd in a leisurely manner, and threw it at the deserter like a stone.

Every time you throw one, you can harvest a human life, and it is extremely accurate, even if the opponent is wearing a helmet, but the heavy impact sound will kill the opponent.

There is no need to win Shouren's orders, the twenty-eight horsemen who have always lived from the knife edge have a tacit understanding to pursue separately, like a tiger chasing a sheep, six horses in front and six in front and back, to harvest leeks.

If the smarter deserters ride into the mountains and forests, and at the same time rejoice in the pursuing cavalry, and do not aim their bows and arrows at themselves, they may be able to save a small life.

As for Yuan Xi on the mountain, he was already stupid at this time, his eyes were about to split, and the twenty halberd warriors worked hard to protect their sons in the center, because a flood beast close to three meters in his hand had already rushed over.