Yan Xiaoyi appeared on the wall, and Hao Ren also stood up. Behind them, more than 30 elderly people from Eagle Beak Rock appeared on the wall with bows and arrows in their hands. The sharp arrows, with the whistling sound of death, cut through the cold winter, and shot them to death in the courtyard.

Reinforcements descended from the sky, and the people in the village were surviving in a desperate situation. They shouted loudly. Jiang Xu shouted, waving a horizontal knife and slashing left and right. In the hard battle just now, even though he was as brave as him, he was stabbed several times. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and had only some skin injuries. The villagers with foreign aid mustered up and down, and killed the méng army step by step.

Aqiu quickly judged that the biggest threat came from the group of latecomers on the rear wall. The other party was well-trained and had a very accurate archery technique. It was obviously not an ordinary team. "Go back and fight out!" Aqiu howled, waved his saber and turned around and killed him.

Yun Zhao smiled coldly, rode his horse to avoid Aqiu, who rushed over like a crazy tiger, reached out and made a gesture to Yan Xiaoyi and others on the wall. Yan Xiaoyi nodded understandingly and cried, and more than thirty old bandits immediately took off the wall.

Aqiu almost didn't believe his eyes. The enemy occupied the favorable terrain. If he insisted on his resolutely, he would only be afraid that most of his subordinates would be able to snatch it out. But now, the opponent has easily made way out. There must be something strange outside, but at this time he no longer cared about it. Even if there were traps outside, it would not be bad compared to his current situation. Now he is completely passively beaten and snatched out. Maybe there is still a chance to snatch a war horse and then escape.

"Get out!" he hissed. Now, he had basically understood that the sudden appearance of the team must be the mysterious unit that has continuously raided friendly forces during this period.

Yun Zhao looked at Aqiu. He snorted coldly from his nose, inserted Yi Shuihan back with his backhand. He pulled out the Pojun, pulled the bow and squirted the strings, and shot arrows. The méng troops who grabbed the wall screamed and fell off the wall. Headed by Aqiu, each of the dozens of people were shot with an arrow, and these dozens of people were the most brave among the méng troops.

Aqiu fell out of the courtyard wall, and the saber was leaning on the ground, looking up at the front. In front of him, the dozens of archers who had just retreated had occupied the favorable terrain on both sides, and the cold light was aimed at them from a distance. And directly in front of them, several neat rows of tidy teams were holding the saber in their hands and staring at them fiercely.

There were still méng troops climbing over the wall, with about fifty people left. Except for twenty or thirty people who were still intact and not injured, everyone else was all hung up. Especially the dozens of people led by themselves were shot in a big tui, and their combat power was already 70% or 80% of them.

There is nothing to fight this battle!

Aqiu stood up with his sabre in his hands, shouted loudly, "We surrender, we surrender!" Aqiu heard from his father that the huge empire, Dayue, claimed to be a country of etiquette. In war, as long as he surrenders, he will not suffer any more death. As long as he survives, he will have a chance to escape in the future.

Seeing that his opponent was so fierce that he suddenly shouted for surrender, the villagers in Wu Duhe were all a little angry, and Yun Zhao, who was walking out of the open door, beat him up and haha, opposite, Yan Xiaoyi and others laughed loudly.

"Slaughter tigers, bears, let's see you!" Yun Zhao roared.

The two big men who were almost as wide as vertical and horizontal, slashed, raised their saber in their hands and said with a grim smile: "Go forward and kill them all!"

The two of them stepped forward. Behind them were nearly a hundred young and young families who were destroyed and killed and rescued by Yun Zhao and others. Looking at the méng army, the eyes of the group of people turned red. When they heard the orders of slaughtering tigers and bears, they all shouted: "Kill them all!" They lined up and stepped forward.

Aqiu was shocked. Didn’t he say that the Great Yue is a country of etiquette? Didn’t he say that they would not kill the surrendered soldiers? Why did these people ignore this at all?

"We surrendered, we surrendered, we are willing to be your slaves," Achu shouted.

"Kill!" answered them with neat shouts of killing.

The desperate Aqiu raised his sabre, "Brothers, fight with them!" He lame a tui and turned to meet him.

Yun Zhao rode on the dark clouds and snow, watching the battle between the fields coldly, without even pounding his eyelids. Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren were on the other side, bowing in their hands and arrows on the bow, but they did not move either, but the muscles on their faces twitched. Every time they twitched, a novice was injured or died of falling to the ground.

Jiang Feng, who was on the whistle, held the railings with both hands and watched the fighting in shock. He had served as a soldier in his early years and was a low-level officer. Of course, it can be seen that the group of latecomers who did not take action outside were all veterans who killed people. Now, those fighting with the Méng people in the field were some rookies who seemed to be well-trained, but in fact they were still some newbies who had never been on the battlefield. Compared with the young and strong people in their village, their only advantage was that they were fearless.

The two big men walking in front waving their sabers and just broke up the méng army. In fact, they did not cause any damage to them, but allowed these méng army to fight against the new recruits behind them.

They were practicing with the Méng Army. Jiang Feng suddenly understood. The young man riding a big dark horse was obviously the leader of this group. Looking at the young man who was not much older than his grandson, he seemed to have nothing to do with him. Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh that even if he was in a different place, he probably wouldn't have the determination to do this. With the strength of that group of people, it would be easy to kill these méng people, but they were using the enemy's stubborn resistance to hone the new recruits, even if they paid the price for it. This young man is not simple, and with time, his future is probably unlimited.

Severe pain came from the shoulders. I had just said that death was about to be imminent, but I didn't feel any pain at all. Now I suddenly relaxed and finally couldn't hold on to the old bones. I slowly sat cross-legged on the whistle tower, pressing the wound on my shoulder with one hand, but my eyes were staring at the fight below.

There is no better opportunity to train troops than this! Yun Zhao stared at the battle on the field. There were not many opponents, and most of them were injured. The most eye-catching ones were already snatched by him and shot the previous step. He had an advantage in numbers and psychological advantages. At this time, it was the right time, place and people, and all of them were in my hands. Such opportunities were not always possible.

The hand hanging on one side held Yi Shuihan tightly, and the blue veins on his hands were Bilu. Every brother fell down. Yun Zhao's heart twitched in pain, but his face was still silent. If such a scene could not win and let himself survive, then he would still die in the future battle. At this time, he would be soft-hearted and help them win easily. That would be a harm to them, and they would still die in the future.

Only by letting them experience and experience themselves, and gain experience in life and death fights, is the best. The queue has been dispersed, and more than one hundred people have been strangled together. Relying on the huge number of people, psychologically and physically, this group of rookies who were on the battlefield have gained the advantage step by step. From the beginning of the chaos, it has gradually turned into an organized hunting, from the beginning of fighting alone to the end of mutual cooperation, as the number of opponents has decreased one by one, they have become more and more skilled.

Aqiu knelt on the ground in despair. At this time, he had been stabbed several times on his body. The soldiers around him were dead. Seeing dozens of bright sabers slashing down at one after another, he had only time to scream "Ah Mom" ​​and was cut into more than ten pieces, and blood was sprayed all over the ground.

The bodies of more than one hundred people fell all over the courtyard, and there was no living person in the field. Yun Zhao slowly let out a long breath. Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren slowly smiled on his face.

More than 70 new recruits, seven were killed and more than 20 were injured. At this time, the injured stood up staggeringly with the help of their companions. More than 30 horse bandits watching the battle rushed over, took out the gold-chuang medicine, and bandaged and wounded them.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the sabre that had broken his blade, some of the recruits could no longer bear it, and rushed to the side, and spitted them upside down.

Tuhu Tuxiong laughed, "Spit, spit, you will get used to it after spitting this time. When you kill a man in the future, you will feel that it is no different from killing a chicken."

"Tiger and Bear Slaughter, you did a good job. You only practiced these guys for ten days and achieved this result. It's amazing!" Yun Zhao gave a thumbs up at the tiger and bear Slaughter.

The two men who were like the door panel laughed and said, "Boss, don't praise us. This kind of war is rare. Even so, we still died seven and were injured by more than twenty. If the boss praises us, our faces will be gone. But these guys are really good. If you practice for a few more months and fight a few battles, you will become veterans."

"I will find an opportunity for them to experience it again." Yun Zhao turned over and dismounted, "The veterans all came out."

In the yard, Jiang Feng was helped down and wrapped up his wounds. With the help of two men, he walked out and walked straight to Yun Zhao. Jiang Feng bowed deeply, "Old man, Jiang Feng, the village chief of Wuduhe, thank you for your help. How dare you ask where did the heroes come from?"

Looking at the old man in front of him with armor, Yun Zhao threw the reins to Tuhu on the side, and stretched out his hands to support Jiang Feng, "Mr. Don't kill me, my family. Our group of people are all from the neighborhood of Anqing. The méng people plundered, burned, killed, and looted. We, those who have survived the disaster, gathered together to resist. We are late today, and many people died in the village. I am really sorry!"

Jiang Feng smiled slightly. The young man in front of him was speechless. He was indeed robbed near Anqing, but this group of people seemed not nearby. There were well-equipped farmers like them nearby, and their temperament, especially the dozens of people who appeared first, were obviously extremely elite soldiers. However, the other party was the benefactor. Since he was unwilling to speak out, he would not ask much.

Looking at the other party's god, Yun Zhao also knew that the other party had seen some tricks.

"The hero saved thousands of people in Wuduhe Village. The old man felt inexplicably happy. Please, please prepare a little wine to express his gratitude!"

"It's better to obey your orders than respect. We're hungry, so thank you for the old village chief!" Yun Zhao smiled and bowed with fists.!
Chapter completed!