Jun Jiuling

A knife flew out and cut on a horse's leg. The horse neighed and fell down, splashing snowflakes.

The people on the horse also rolled to the ground.

The crowd surged up behind him, and a dozen people surrounded them with spears and knives in their hands, and they rushed to chop off the people on the ground.

The people on the ground rolled forward.

There was a clanging sound, and another snowflake splashed on the ground.

There were already three people on horseback rushing to block it.

"Old Ba, leave me alone." The man on the ground shouted anxiously, "Hurry up and protect Madam."

Beside them, there is a carriage.

Those three people were guarding the carriage to prevent the dozen or so people from approaching.

The man on the ground dodged the spear while speaking, grabbed it, and snatched it abruptly. The man on the horse was dragged off, and the man on the ground pushed back, and the spear pierced his heart.

People screamed and fell to the ground.

"Hurry up, hurry up, protect Madam." He got up from the ground and shouted, and the next moment he let out a muffled groan.

A large knife sliced ​​through his arm.

He staggered.

"Fourth brother." The three people shouted anxiously, and they were about to surround them.

The man called Fourth Brother held the spear.

"I told you to protect Madam and leave quickly." He shouted, "Can't you hear me?"

The three of them looked at his arm that was instantly stained red with blood, with sad, angry and anxious faces.

"Go," one of them shouted, turning to protect the carriage.

The other two followed suit.

But for the dozen or so people behind them, this was already a mouse under the cat's claws. They even stopped and looked at the man holding the spear in front of him with a bleeding arm.

"You can't go anymore." A man shouted loudly, swiping the long knife in his hand, "Kill."

But at this moment, there was another loud sound of horseshoes on the road.

Did it alert the government officers and soldiers?

The expressions of the people on both sides changed, but one was happy and the other was nervous.

But the next moment everyone saw people coming, a dozen men in jackets, and two girls wrapped in cloaks.

Their horses are sturdy, and although the clothes they wear are not rich, they are definitely not poor. The bulging horses don't know what they are carrying.

The men looked simple and somewhat rustic.

Not officers and soldiers, but people on the road.

The happy party becomes disappointed, and the nervous party returns to complacency.

The men and horses coming over there seemed to be frightened by the scene, and they reined in their horses and stood on the road.

"What are you doing?" the girl asked.

Passers-by these days are really salty eat radishes and don't worry about it. When they see people using knives and guns, they don't run fast to see what's going on.

"Get out." The leading man cursed angrily, and swung the long knife in his hand, "Have you never seen a robbery?"

As soon as these words came out, instead of seeing these people running away in fright, their eyes lit up.

"A robbery?" the girl asked, as if confirming, "Are you robbers?"

Are these people stupid?

"It's a robber." The leading man stared and roared angrily, "If you don't get out, you will die."

The men rushing to protect the carriage also looked at them.

"Quickly report to the officials." One of them shouted, "I beg you to report to the officials."

But after shouting these words, the face of the man who was holding a spear to stop the robbers turned dark.

Calling for help can sometimes scare others.

If you don't ask for it, maybe passers-by who don't know the situation will watch, thus forming a certain degree of deterrence to the perpetrator.

But if you ask for help, let passers-by know that a life-threatening event has happened, and even those who like to watch the excitement will be scared away.

Is it going to be explained here today?

The man looked sad and indignant, with a bit of determination.

"Come on," he roared, gripping the spear in his hand and rushing straight at the group.

A dozen or so men looked at the rushing people and laughed.

"Just you one-armed chicken, I can deal with you alone." A man shouted, leaped out on his horse, and slashed at the man with the long knife in his hand.

The three men running wildly guarding the carriage didn't look back, they just waved their whips faster, their expressions full of grief and despair.

What the result is, they actually know very well in their hearts, but what can they do, they still have to fight or run until the last moment.

There was a scream from behind.

The three men gritted their teeth and did not look back. This is because the brothers used their lives to buy them time. As long as they move forward, they can meet the government's sentry.

This is wartime, there must be sentries everywhere.

But before the screams came to an end, there were shouts again.

"who?"

The voice was very frightened and angry.

"Who shot the arrow?"

shoot arrows?

The three galloping men were stunned, and subconsciously raised their heads to look, and saw a girl in the group of passers-by approaching in front of them holding a bow and arrow in her hand.

bow and arrow?

The three men could not help but turn around subconsciously.

But he saw that the wounded man behind him was still standing steadily, while the man in front of him fell down and remained motionless.

All eyes focused on this side, and fell on the girl holding the bow and arrow.

The girl's hair was covered by a wide hood, and her face was covered by a cloth, leaving only her eyes exposed.

"Okay." Miss Jun said, pointing at the men over there, "Now shoot that fat guy in the lead."

Shoot the fat guy who leads.

Where am I getting fat?

The man was a little annoyed, as soon as his thoughts flashed, he heard a buzzing sound, and an arrow flew towards him.

The man swung the knife, and with a choke sound, the arrow was blocked and fell to the ground. Even so, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Missed." Zhao Hanqing said with a face of shame.

"It's okay, I reminded him." Miss Jun said, "It's not because of you."

My day!

Is this man sick? The leading man was ashamed and angry, who did she think she was?

"Kill them!" he shouted.

The men finally came to their senses, roaring angrily, and charged towards this side with their spears and knives raised in their hands.

The man with the wounded arm holding the spear was instead left where he was.

Is this passer-by going to draw his sword to help? But these people are not as simple as robbers, these passers-by seem to be just villagers...

"Kill them."

The female voice also said the same thing.

The man turned around and saw that not only did the passers-by not run away, but ten people raised the cover on their horses and took out their bows and crossbows.

Crossbow!

The man's eyes suddenly widened.

And the bandit rushing over there also changed expression and exclaimed.

"They have bows and crossbows!"

"Stop."

"Despicable, why don't you take out the bow and crossbow first!"

If the girl hadn't held a simple and crude bow and took out this hard crossbow from the beginning, they wouldn't have rushed over so stupidly.

Spears and knives can withstand bows and crossbows.

Who are these passers-by, who actually have crossbows that are only available in the army!

But it was too late, as the woman killed them, the ten men who took out the bows and crossbows had already stepped forward one by one, kicked the strings, lifted the crossbows and released the arrows, the movements were uniform, and the ten arrows were fired together , the arrows were still flying, they kicked the strings again and repeated this action.

Their movements were fast, the bowstring almost became a phantom, and the buzzing sound of arrows piercing the air was continuous, accompanied by successive screams.

The men rushing forward didn't have the momentum they had before, and fell off their horses one after another in the rain of arrows.

The man holding the spear and the three men guarding the carriage were all stunned.

This is not drawing swords to help, this is simply massacre.

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