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The old house of the Jiang family stands out in the village, with its snow-white walls, towering sentry tower, bright red cornices, and blue-green tiles, all of which show its uniqueness. More than a hundred Mongolian riders rushed into the village. Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to it. Everyone knew that such a house represented countless gold and silver treasures and countless beautiful women. Without Aqiu's orders, everyone rushed down the street towards the Jiang family's old house. .

Just at this moment, the cry of killing all the Mengqi came. The cry was filled with grief and anger, but more of it was a kind of hatred from the heart. I didn't expect that there could be an organized resistance to the Mengqi here. Ah Qiu whistled, and all the Mongolian riders immediately reined in their horses and stopped more than a hundred paces away.

The wall that was more than two meters high was not an obstacle. Aqiu thought to himself that after rushing over quickly, he picked up the reins and relied on the quality of the horse at his hip to leap over. The question was who were inside? He This needs to be clarified.

The faces flashing behind the wall had a look of horror that could not be concealed. Those swinging weapons made Aqiu laugh. Hoes, sheep forks, drill rods, and even sharpened bamboos. These were clearly a group of farmers gathered around the wall. after.

After seeing the reality clearly, Aqiu's heart immediately returned to his stomach. Hearing the shouts just now, there were probably hundreds of people gathered here, but no matter how many sheep there were, how could they be the opponent of a group of tigers?

"The first one to rush in, the most beautiful woman in this house will belong to him!" Aqiu Yangdao shouted.

Hearing the centurion's shouting, the Rawa cavalry immediately became excited. A Zhao shouted and rushed forward. While running, he drew his bow and sharpened one The bone arrow was put on the bowstring and shot out with a whoosh.

A Teru's bow is a hunting bow, and the arrowheads of the arrows shot are also made of bones. As long as you handle it properly, the damage is not great. Even if you don't have a shield in your hand, just holding a pot lid is enough to stop the arrow. But what experience did the villagers behind the wall have? When they saw the arrow flying, they subconsciously stepped back, but they forgot that they were standing on the table at this time. Shooting him, he fell and suffered a bloody head.

The cavalry of the Lava tribe galloped over. They shot arrows like rain, many of which were strong bows and iron arrows. The roaring rain of arrows immediately began to cause casualties to the people in the wall. The Meng cavalry and He did not rush to fly over the wall, but rode his horse forward. After shooting an arrow, he immediately rushed to the side and asked the people behind him to supplement them. Rounds of arrow rain passed over the wall, crushing the villagers behind the wall and unable to lift them. Get started.

More than a dozen Mongolian riders jumped off their horses and waved their sabers. In a moment, they cut off a large tree as thick as a bowl. Under the cover of the arrow rain, they carried it and crashed into the closed door with a thumping sound. The sound was heard continuously, and every sound was like an impact on everyone's heart. The thick door began to shake, and dust fell. Several wooden stakes against the door retreated a few inches after each loud sound.

An old man ran out from the crowd in the yard, hugged the pole with both hands, and held on for dear life. With a bang, the old man's body shook and blood spurted out of his mouth. Several more people ran up and held on.

Against the door bar.

More and more old men and women rushed over, holding up the wooden poles, and more and more rushed to the door, using their thin shoulders to hold up the rickety door.

With every impact, the person closest to the door felt as if a heavy hammer had hit his chest. Blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the door red. However, his body was held tightly by the people behind him, and he could not retreat at all. He was beaten countless times.

Next, he was already dying.

The actions of the old, weak, and young girls in the yard made the men behind the wall red-eyed. One man shouted wildly and leaned out half of his body. He threw the fork in his hand at the galloping cavalry. More

The men shouted and threw sharpened bamboo spears into the rain of arrows. One of the knights screamed and fell off his horse. Although he was not dead, he was still seriously injured.

Jiang Xu held a round pebble in his hand, opened his eyes wide, poked his head out from behind the wall, shouted angrily, rounded his right arm, and used all his strength to smash the stone out. The stone was not big.

, but Jiang Xu’s strength was extremely frightening. The stone roared and hit the oncoming horse.

The head of the war horse neighed miserably and fell to the ground. The stone actually shattered its skull. The cavalryman on the horse was immediately thrown off the horse. He fell to the ground and had no time to get up.

, a goat's cross flew over and nailed him to the ground. This was the first Mongolian knight killed in battle today.

The men in the village raised their heads to fight back regardless of life and death, and Meng Qi on the opposite side immediately seized the opportunity. Dozens of sharp arrows flew towards them, and dozens of men who could not dodge fell back into the yard screaming, some of them hitting critical points.

He died on the spot, but suffered more serious injuries. For a while, he could no longer fight.

Fortunately, the Lawa people who attacked were very poor, and most of the soldiers did not have strong bows and iron arrows, otherwise the damage would have been greater.

A Zhao rushed forward, with all the arrows in his quiver already shot. He waved the hemp rope noose he carried with him, rode forward, looked at the right moment, raised one arm, and the noose flew up, and accurately hit an arrow.

He just stuck his head out and was about to throw a bamboo spear.

The man tightened his grip suddenly, and the horse galloped sideways. The man behind the wall was immediately pulled out with great force, and his body flew into the air. The man was still in the air, and the noose around his neck tightened, making several rattling sounds, and his tongue was long.

If the ground stretches out, it will be fatal.

Jiang Feng hid himself on a kind of sentry tower, and slowly opened the iron bow in his hand, aiming at the leader-like person opposite. Unfortunately, the court strictly prohibited the private ownership of things like bed crossbows, otherwise the sentry tower in his own yard

Several bed crossbows were mounted on it, but the more than a hundred Mongolian soldiers were not enough.

Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first, capture the king. Jiang Feng has not taken action since the beginning of the war. He knows that he does not have many chances. If he can kill this leader in one fell swoop, maybe the village can avoid this disaster.

You can buy enough time to escape into the mountains.

In his hand is the only iron bow in this village.

Taking aim slowly, the leader of the other side was paying attention to the two sentry towers in front of him before. However, the battle had been going on for such a long time and the two sentry towers never counterattacked. This made him slowly relax his vigilance and turn his attention to the front.

The battle over the wall.

Right now, Jiang Feng shouted in his heart, loosened his fingers, and with a swish sound, the sharp arrow came out of the string and went straight to the leader of Mengqi.

Aqiu really didn't expect that there were people hiding on those two empty watchtowers, but for him to be able to achieve the position of a centurion, he naturally had a skill, and his ears keenly caught the crisp sound of the iron bow.

There was a sound, and I saw a dark shadow flying towards me from the corner of my eye.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly fell down on his horse. The arrow that flew like lightning grazed his scalp and took away the turban on his head. In the middle of his head, there was a blood groove brought out by the arrow. When he stood up,

Blood was already flowing down his face.

With a loud shout, Aqiu drew the bowstring like lightning, fired an arrow in the direction of the sentry tower, shot one arrow, rode forward, and shot a second arrow.

Jiang Feng did not expect that his opponent could dodge under such circumstances, nor did he expect that his opponent's counterattack came so quickly. He had just dodged the first arrow, but the second arrow came right after him. He could not dodge in time, and this arrow hit the target.

On his right shoulder, Centurion Aqiu Ke had a strong bow and an arrow. The arrow almost shot through. Jiang Feng screamed and fell to the sky on the sentry tower.

Hearing his grandfather's screams, Jiang Xu was shocked. He ran over and climbed up the sentry tower in twos and twos. He looked at Jiang Feng who was lying on the ground covered in blood and said, "Grandpa!"

Jiang Feng managed to hold himself up, "What are you doing here? Go down, go down, kill the enemy!"

Jiang Xu's eyes turned red, "Grandpa, I will avenge you!" He reached out and snatched the horizontal knife from Jiang Feng's hand, jumped off the sentry tower and ran up the wall.

Aqiu ate this arrow, but his eyes were red. He was actually injured by a group of farmers. At this time, more than a dozen of his brothers were dead. He didn't even knock down a yard. He kicked his horse violently and ran wildly.

Moving forward, when approaching the wall, the man was already standing on the saddle, stepped on the horse suddenly, flew up, and jumped towards the wall.

In mid-air, several bamboo spears immediately stabbed over. With a roar, the saber swept across, and the bamboo spears broke. Aqiu had already jumped into the wall and landed on the table behind the wall. He bent his knees and half-crouched, and slashed.

Sweeping through, several nearby villagers fell to the ground dead with their stomachs broken. "Kill this village for me!" Aqiu Ji pointed at the densely packed villagers in the compound and shouted.

A gap was immediately opened in this section of the wall, and several more Mongolian soldiers jumped over and surrounded Centurion Aqiu. Seeing the Mongolian soldiers rushing into the yard, the villagers couldn't help but turned pale with fright, became even more panicked, and immediately began to fight again.

Several places were suddenly invaded by the Mongolian army. In less than half a stick of incense, all but Jiang Xu's area had been lost.

A Mongolian soldier was extremely unlucky. The place where he jumped in happened to be where Jiang Xu was. While his body was still in the air, Jiang Xu roared and slashed down with his knife, actually cutting the Mongolian soldier into pieces in the air.

The two pieces, blood, water, and internal organs were all over Jiang Xu. With a roar, Jiang Xu turned around and killed him again, forcing him towards Aqiu's area.

On the sentry tower, Jiang Feng closed his eyes in pain. The Mongolian soldiers broke through the wall. Jiang Xu alone was unable to resist it. The village could not escape. In the yard, the tightly packed villagers were frightened.

The ground screamed, desperately hurting the inner hall, but the inner hall

The hall was already crowded with people. Mongolian soldiers kept jumping over the wall. Around Aqiu, dozens of Mongolian cavalry had gathered, forming a military formation. The sharp horses danced, and every time they struck neatly,

There were dozens of villagers lying in a pool of blood.

Jiang Feng burst into tears. He held an iron bow in one hand and stood up with all his strength. Let's fight. If you can kill one, that's good enough.

The sound of horse hooves sounded again outside the village. Jiang Feng looked back and saw that nearly a hundred cavalrymen were rushing here on the thick ice of the Fog Crossing River. Does the Mongolian army have any reinforcements? That's all, even if there are hundreds of cavalry here, With so many people, Wuduhe was no match for him, not to mention the fact that reinforcements were coming from the other side.

Enduring the pain, he walked down to the sentry tower step by step.

The cavalry from outside the village came very quickly, especially the leading black horse, which was like black lightning, rushing towards the courtyard wall. When it approached the courtyard wall, the black horse neighed, jumped up, and jumped over the courtyard wall easily. It happened to fall into the crowd of Mongolian soldiers, and screams rang out again and again. Under the four hooves of the black horse, it knocked down several Mongolian soldiers. Using inertia, it rushed forward a few steps, and the young man on the black horse The man grinned widely, and the light flashed in his hand. Several mengqi who were close to him had their heads disfigured.

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