Chapter 33 There is no immortality under the sword
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. In front of the bonfire in the center of the caravan camp, the guys are next to each other, holding spears in their arms. No one can sleep. The horse thieves and officers and soldiers are pressing on their hearts like shadows.
Some people wanted to talk, but when they thought of the rules of the caravan, they could only swallow it. Mulan sat cross-legged and wiped her geese feather knife. She grew up with Gao Jin since she was a child. Gao Jin practiced martial arts, and she also learned it. Although she was a girl, her martial arts skills were not bad, but her strength was a little bit bad, but her knife was very poisonous.
The three-foot-long goose feather sword, with a wide body and thin blade, and a dark red blood mark on the blade covered with pockmarked marks. Mulan had killed people. Since she came out with the caravan for the first time, her adoptive father caught the horse thief and asked her to practice her courage. Later, on the way back, a horse thief attacked the caravan. She fought head-on and killed a horse thief.
But Mulan kept these things hidden from Gao Jin. She didn't want the young master to know that she had killed anyone, but tonight was different. She had heard from her adoptive father that the black sand horse thieves who followed the caravan were not the horse thieves they encountered when they went out of the frontier before. If the two sides fought, it would be a fierce battle.
"Young Master, Mulan will protect you." Mulan also put her knife into the sheath, murmured softly, then stood up and walked towards the edge of the camp.
...
Gao Chong was also not sleepy, so he should go to rest and accumulate energy, but when he met Zhang Gui during the day, he couldn't help but think too much. Even if he pretended to be calm in front of his son, he still had some concerns and concerns.
"It must be a coincidence that Zhang Gui..."
Listening to Gao Chong's self-talk, Wei Lianhai remained silent. The group of horse thieves, named Heisha, were famous outside the wall. Although the number was only a hundred, they were extremely fierce. Even those gangs of horse thieves with three or five hundred people dared not provoke them.
“When?”
Gao Chong suddenly raised his head and asked, after the evening, he had patrolled the camp, his son arranged everything well, and his brothers were all very motivated. After all, the caravan was profitable, and no one wanted to be ruined by a horse thief at his doorstep.
"It's midnight!"
Wei Lianhai replied after being stunned for a moment, and then he saw Gao Chong get up and leave the camp, holding a spear in his hand, and said, "I'll go out and take a look."
Gao Jin held the bow and leaned against the baffle of the van, and half-squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep. This was what he and Lao Chen learned. It seemed like they were asleep, but when there was a turmoil, they would wake up immediately.
The strong wind blew, making a whimpering sound. Gao Jin suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the van, then looked at the dark wilderness ahead, and held the bow in his hand tightly. He felt like danger was coming in his heart.
Just when Gao Jin wanted to call Lao Chen, he found that Lao Chen also stood up from the van hiding. Under the faint firelight, he could see the solemn expression on Lao Chen's face.
"There are thieves coming." Old Chen spoke. He nicknamed Divine Eye. He said that his eyes were amazing, but the wilderness ahead was quiet and there was no movement. He still said with certainty.
Gao Jin believed in Lao Chen's judgment, so he rang the iron bell hanging on the van and warned the camp.
...
More than a hundred steps away from the camp, Li Da, who was dismounting and walking, listened to the sound of iron bells coming from the wind, and his face changed. He had heard of Gao Chong's reputation for a long time and knew that this former Gao Baihu was a general in the army, but he never thought that this guy was still in the caravan and was still in the army's style.
"Big boss, what should we do?" Looking at the originally quiet caravan camp ahead, a sudden fire suddenly shone brightly. A horse thief following Li Da asked. They originally planned to quietly approach the caravan camp in the night and then rushed in with one go, but unexpectedly they asked someone to discover it more than a hundred steps away.
"Don't worry, rush for me, break the camp, kill animals and eat meat, and steal wealth. Let's go to Gubei Village for fun."
Hearing Li Da’s shout, the horse thieves cheered immediately, and then raised their shields to the caravan camp ahead.
...
The atmosphere in the caravan camp was tense, and all the veterans gathered together, following the high rush, ready to break out of the camp at any time.
At this time, the howling sound of horse thieves sounded outside the camp. In the van, Gao Jin could already see the black shadows rushing towards the wilderness ahead, and then he threw the lit torch hard.
In the air, the torches thrown out were unstable, and sometimes dimmed, and sometimes the flames were lit. Although it was only a short time, it was enough for Gao Jin to see clearly the attacking horse thief.
In Gao Jin's sight, there were at least twenty horse thieves rushing towards the camp with their shields. Moreover, the shields in their hands were not good, so Gao Jin put down the bow raised, and the other party had a shield to protect his upper body. At this time, it was useless to open the bow.
Gao Jin put down the corner bow and picked up the spear at his feet. At this time, he thought that it would be great if there were bird guns in the caravan, at least the power would be much stronger than the bow and arrow.
Mulan drove the guys to the van formation. Wuyan, Mahouzi and the other two stood behind Gao Chong with their own swords. They were from horse thieves, so of course they knew the power of the black sand horse thief.
"Keep here." Old Chen shouted to Gao Jin. The other party formed a shield to rush into the formation, and there must be cavalry behind him. They were bullied because they were not equipped with enough staff and led them out to fight.
Seeing Old Chen jumping out of the van and running towards his father, Gao Jin suddenly realized that his father would take the initiative to fight with these uncles. Otherwise, when these horse thieves raise their shields to the van, they will fight with each other. At that time, they will be dragged down, and the remaining horse thieves will rush over continuously.
"I understand, Uncle Chen." Gao Jin gritted his teeth and responded, then turned around and looked at the guys whose legs were still shaking and shouted loudly, "Everyone is cheered up, you are leaning tightly. If you want to survive, follow my order."
"Mulan, look at them. If anyone retreats in the face of trouble, he will kill him." Gao Jin looked at the horse thief getting closer and closer in front of him, his eyes turned red. The horse thief that came this time was not a mob. If there was any mistake, the caravan would be broken into the camp. At this time, there must be no kindness of a woman.
"Yes, young master." Mulan Canglang pulled out the Yanling Knife with a loud voice, and swept the timid guys with cold eyes.
The guys were frightened. Although they were afraid, they still followed Gao Jin's order, holding spears. They could not see the situation outside the van, and could only hear the increasingly clear roar.
"You three, watch them on both sides later. If there are single horse thieves, they will be killed." Gao Jin ordered Wuyan and the others. His father had already taken his uncles and uncles to rush out of the camp, and the sound of horse hooves in the wilderness also sounded behind the horse thieves who raised their shields to rush.
Although Mahouzi and Li San were a little scared, they both nodded with emphasis. They knew that it was time for them to work hard. Gao Jin, the young master, treated them well, while Wu Yan did not say a word, but just clenched the hilt of the knife.
In the wilderness, Gao Chong led his men to rush towards the horse thieves who raised their shields to the camp. "Die!" While shouting, Gao Chong's spear pierced the shield of the horse thief in front of him, and relied on the huge inertia of the horse charge to knock the horse thief out. The old man behind him was waving his mace and smashing the horse thief blocking the road.
In the camp, Gao Jin watched his father take the horse team and fight out, the shield-raising thieves scattered in a swarm. The father and uncles were killed by their father and uncles, but their father did not turn around and continue to disperse the shield-holding thieves, but continued to charge forward, because at least thirty horse thieves were thriving there.
Gao Jin no longer paid attention to the battle between his father and uncles, because the dispersed shield-holding horse thieves had already arrived in front of the van. Fortunately, these horse thieves did not reorganize the team, but instead threw away their shields, each with their own swords and jumped into the camp.
"Forward, sting."
Gao Jin yelled loudly, and then the trembling servants stabbed the spear in their hands together. Then the two horse thieves who had just jumped out of the van were stabbed into their bodies by eight spears and were poked to the ground.
"Horse thieves are not scary, they will die if they are poked by a spear." Seeing more and more horse thieves climbing over the van, Gao Jin loudly encouraged the guys holding the spear. No matter how good his martial arts skills are, he is surrounded by horse thieves, and he has to rely on these guys to fight to the death.
Looking at the bodies of horse thieves lying on the ground with a few bloody holes on their bodies, the guys were both scared and excited, afraid of horse thieves slashing around them. What was excited was that horse thieves would die if they were stabbed by their spears, and they were not as terrible as they thought.
"Get the shield and lean on them." There were more than a dozen horse thieves who entered the camp, and a small leader shouted. They were all short-soldiers. When they encountered a long spear formation that was closely attached, they would die if they didn't raise the shield.
"Don't panic, poke them on their legs and feet." Gao Jin looked at the horse thieves pressing their shields shoulder to shoulder and shouted loudly. Although the guys were nervous, no one was panic when they saw Gao Jin with them. They just followed Gao Jin's order and poked the thief's shield in their hands to the opposite horse thief's shield that could not be blocked.
"Ah!" "Hold the spearman and the others walked around."
In the screams, a horse thief was stabbed by a spear and fell to the ground. The little leader who was giving orders became furious and shouted at the horse thief who rushed into the camp. The spearmen gathered together, and there was a hedgehog in front of them. The long swords in the hands of the horse thief could not be cut through, and even the shield could not protect the whole body.
Mahouzi and Li San used a knife to protect the left, Mulan intercepted two horse thieves who wanted to go around from the right to the back of the spear formation, while Wu Yan was behind her, and occasionally fired a bow and fired a cold arrow.
For a moment, the two sides became stalemate. Gao Jin saw that no horse thieves entered the camp again. A big rock fell in his heart. There were only more than twenty horse thieves on the opposite side, so there was no need to be afraid.
"Go forward, thrust into the gap, and thrust into the legs and feet." Gao Jin shouted. There was a van behind the thief on the opposite side, and there was no place to retreat. He just wanted to squeeze the other party's space so that they could not form a formation to fight the spear.
"Good boy, I'm looking for death." The leader of the horse thief finally couldn't help but kill Gao Jin with a knife and a shield. He had already seen that the backbone of the spearmen opposite was Gao Jin. As long as Gao Jin died and no one gave orders, the spear formation would be broken.
Chapter completed!