After saying this, the man next to the cart opposite was stunned, and Zhao Jin was also stunned. He noticed that the four people on the other side looked unnatural.

Two or three steps apart, Zhao Jin had seen enough things. From the carriage to the stop, there was nothing unusual on the road except the ruts, and he never saw any obstacles that could break the axle. The four men seemed to be normal, but their expressions were wrong.

Along the way, I met other passers-by on the way, but those people were curious and afraid when they saw Zhao Jin and the others fully armed, and they even avoided them from afar. Some even left the official road and waited for them to come back before they were willing to come back.

The four men in front of them had bad luck, surprises, embarrassment, but no fear. Seeing Zhao Jin holding a spear in one hand approaching, there was no fear at all.

"Brother, do you want everyone to help move?" Ji Xiang shouted behind him.

Zhao Jin did not answer. He noticed that although the four men in front of him were thick-handed and dark-skinned, their expressions and behaviors were not the kind of numbness and cowardice of villagers and farmers. Their eyes were not because of fear.

His silence also attracted the other party's attention. The man opposite Zhao Jin smiled on his face, but his right hand touched behind him.

Zhao Jin took a step forward suddenly, his right spear was not moving, and his left hand pulled out the short knife from his waist. His movements did not stop at all, and he directly pierced the throat of the man in front of him.

No one expected that Zhao Jin would do such a quick move, and he would kill people together.

Zhao Jin pulled out the short knife from his hand, and blood was rushing. The man wanted to reach out to cover it but couldn't do it. He fell down softly, and the hand he carried over was holding a dagger.

Zhao Jin's friends did not react after being killed with one knife, and the three remaining men's faces changed drastically. They did not collapse in fear, but pulled out a short knife from their arms from their backs, and the one who stood in front bent down towards Zhao Jin.

At such a close distance, you can win the opportunity. As long as you get close, you can easily kill a short knife.

While he was taking a step and sprinting, Zhao Jin retreated, and then slapped into the sheath, leveling the spear, stabbed out suddenly, retreating and stretching a distance, and a spear pierced into the man's neck, and the spear was pulled out, and the man fell directly to the ground.

A scream of "Ah", but the driver on Zhao Jin finally reacted. Blood had already burst into his face. He screamed, trying to run away but his legs were weak and he could not move at all.

The two left on the other side did not expect that their companions would be killed in the blink of an eye. No matter how brave they were, they were afraid of death. At the moment when their companions were stabbed to death, they all paused.

They stopped, but Zhao Jin would not stop. The spear in his hand shook and rushed forward. Now the coachman, Zhao Jin and the two men were blocked in three big cars. There was no room for movement. Even if he wanted to hide, his movement would be blocked.

A moment of hesitation was fatal. One of them retreated but encountered a cart behind him. This might be an obstacle he set for Zhao Jin and his party, but unexpectedly it hurt him.

Zhao Jin's spear was like lightning, piercing the man's chest. The man screamed, grabbed the spear pole with one hand and wanted to cut it down with the other hand. Before he could touch it, Zhao Jin's spear turned around. His internal organs were stirred, and his body was in great pain. His strength was dissipated, and he was also dead.

The spear was caught and was slow to pull out. The other person had no choice but to retreat. At this moment, he thought he had a chance and rushed forward with a knife. At this moment, a man suddenly flashed behind Zhao Jin, and a howling sounded. The man's arm holding the knife had been cut off. The man shouted heart-wrenchingly: "You"

Halfway through the words, the long sword had already pierced his throat, and Chen Huang had arrived.

Zhao Jin had already realized that this incident was a killing situation from the beginning. Li Shun used Gaojiazhuang to attract himself out of the city and then set up an ambush halfway.

It’s just a hard-working killing game, so there won’t be just two big cars on the road and four killers.

"Zhao Jin, what should I do?" Chen Huang yelled in Zhao Jin's ear. This was not the time of meditation and analysis. Zhao Jin turned around and shouted, "Everyone be careful..."

He shouted at the top of his throat, but the last few words became smaller. It was not that the sound became smaller, but that there was a sharp whistling sound on the other side of the road.

It was the roar of the bow and arrow that broke through the air. Zhao Jin subconsciously threw himself to the ground. Chen Huang almost acted at the same time. Just as they were lying on the ground, they heard a few "puff" sounds. Zhao Jin and his coachman were already caught in the arrow and fell to the ground, with a terrified expression on his face, but he had already frozen.

"Everyone lay down and crawled into the woods on the roadside," Zhao Jin shouted.

The whistling sound of the arrows pounced on the air paused slightly and then rang again. Zhao Jin could hear the "jingle" sound on his head, and the arrows were firmly nailed to the car board of the car.

Zhao Jin and Chen Huang both crawled towards the other side with weapons. Zhao Jin crawled loudly and shouted: "Who is still here, who is still here."

"Brother, I'm here." "Brother" answered one by one, and all the brothers who followed him were there, but the voices of a few people were trembling.

There were screams mixed in the response voice. Zhao Jin and his friends practiced martial arts for several years and experienced a bloody battle of life and death. They reacted the fastest on such occasions. Moreover, the focus of the first round of arrow rain was Zhao Jin. It was not difficult for others to escape, but the servants reacted so quickly. The arrow rain shot, and many of them had not yet reacted from the shock of the killing just now.

The servants were killed and injured in the arrow rain. Many of them even died in the second round of arrow rain. Even the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty might not face arrow rain for their entire lives. Moreover, the young people who had been training in the city were shocked by the killing first, and then they were shocked by the arrow rain. After the casualties, they forgot to react and were even more panicked. At this time, Dong Bingfeng and Sun Dalei were already in a mess and rolled down from the horse, crawling towards the roadside with both hands and feet.

"Let's go down and find something to hide." Zhao Jin's voice was hoarse, and the servants who forgot to hide and stood there stupidly became the targets of the archers.

Zhao Jin climbed to the edge of the official road, and used the cart as a barrier to squat and observe the surroundings. Although his friends were embarrassed, they had already reached the side of the cart. No one was injured, but the twenty servants who followed him were no one standing, only people were screaming loudly there.

The bows and arrows on the opposite side have stopped firing, but what makes people even more frightened is that there are large groups of people rushing over from the hills and woods on the opposite side. The forest is full of figures. It looks like dozens or hundreds of them. However, Zhao Jin finally reacted that the enemy did not have so many bows and arrows, at most six or seven bows, but he was panicked in a hurry and thought it was a rain of arrows.

The man shouted "you" temporarily, not targeting Zhao Jin and others, but was summoning nearby ambush soldiers

"They bow and arrow, let's go to the forest, bow down and run, hurry up," Zhao Jin shouted. It doesn't take too much time to bend down and run over the forest on the side of the road.

The hilly trees on both sides of the road were sparse, but they were enough for the archers to aim calmly, shooting arrows at full speed, and the servants were still screaming. The blood flowing from the dead had not been frozen and had spread. Wang Zhaojing, Dong Bingfeng and Ji Xiang were all a little stunned.

"Hurry up and take the weapons." Zhao Jin was about to shout in his throat. After yelling, everyone finally realized that they were blocked by the roadside and a big cart, so they were not too panic and they were still holding the weapons in their hands.

When the friends turned their heads and ran into the woods on the roadside, Zhao Jin also bent down and stood up and ran away.

In order to ensure concealment, the ambush on the other side hid in a relatively far place and had to surround him for a while. He might be afraid of hurting his own people by chance, so the archery had stopped.

The road looked flat, but in fact the snow was scattered, and the pits were bumpy below. Everyone ran deep and shallow. Chen Huang was fat but agile, but Sun Dalei was very troublesome. He was too big and his movements were not so flexible. Zhao Jin was the last to run towards the woods, but he quickly caught up.

"Idea ran towards the woods." You can hear someone shouting behind you, and the ambushers discovered their actions.

Zhao Jin surpassed Sun Dalei one step, and Sun Dalei looked full of panic and begging. Zhao Jin ran another step, gritted his teeth and turned around, and tried his best to grab Sun Dalei's arm.

He has a great power. With this pull, Sun Dalei accelerated his pace a little, and he was a few steps away from the woods. As long as he got in, he would at least not have to worry about bows and arrows.

Looking back, Zhao Jin saw several men holding bows and arrows running out of the opposite forest. These people were too threatening, and he could not help looking back, especially the distance between the twenty steps to the forest was a slope, and the cart could not block too much, so it was easy to become the target of the other party.

There were six archers in total, and they were now standing there, and they were aiming at Zhao Jin and Sun Dalei. The others who rushed down slowed down to avoid being accidentally injured by the archery.

Zhao Jin was anxious and pulled Sun Dalei hard, but he didn't notice a tree stump under his feet. He staggered and threw himself down. His spear was thrown away, but he was thrown into the woods.

As soon as he fell down, his other hand slipped off Sun Dalei. Zhao Jin was not slow to react. After pounced down, he immediately turned over and stood up. He saw the six archers shooting arrows.

This moment was extremely slow, but Zhao Jin knew the speed of the bow and arrow. He knew that he could not escape. At this moment, Zhao Jin's heart was tight and his body was cold. Would he die here?

Zhao Jin's mind went blank. He didn't react until his eyes were dark. Sun Dalei, who was about to run into the woods, came back at some point and was blocking his side.

"Bang bang bang" several continuous muffled sounds, Sun Dalei's fat body trembled with the sound, and a look of extreme pain appeared on his face. Another arrow roared into the snow beside the two of them.

"I shot, I shot." I could hear someone shouting behind Sun Dalei.
Chapter completed!