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Chapter 150: Practicing hands with blood

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Yan Xiaoyi appeared on the wall, and Hao Ren also stood up. Behind them, more than thirty old people from Yingzuiyan appeared on the wall holding bows and arrows. The sharp arrows slashed through the wall with the roar of death.

The severe cold of winter shot each and every Mongolian knight to death in the courtyard.

Reinforcements fell from the sky, and the people in the entire village shouted for joy when they were saved from danger. Jiang Xu howled, waving his sword to chop left and right. In the fierce battle just now, even as brave as him, he was still suffering from wounds.

After a few cuts, fortunately his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so it was only a few superficial wounds. With the help of foreign aid, the villagers took courage and used hoes, goats, forks and hammers one after another, killing the Mongolian army until they retreated step by step.

Aqiu immediately judged that the biggest threat came from the group of newcomers on the rear wall. They were well-trained and had extremely accurate arrow skills. They were obviously not an ordinary team. "Kill back, fight out!" Aqiu howled,

Waving his saber, he turned back and killed him.

Yun Zhao smiled coldly, rode his horse to avoid Aqiu, who was rushing towards him like a mad tiger, and reached out to make a gesture to Yan Xiaoyi and others on the wall. Yan Xiaoyi nodded knowingly, whistled, and more than thirty people

The old bandit immediately took down the wall.

Aqiu almost didn't believe his eyes. The enemy occupied a favorable terrain. If he refused to retreat, he would have to kill and injure most of his men before he could get out. But now, the opponent easily got out of the way. Outside

There must be something strange, but he can't care about it at this time. Even if there are traps outside, compared with the current situation, it won't be that bad. Now he is completely passive and gets beaten. There may be a chance to grab it.

Get a war horse and escape.

"Kill out!" he roared. Now, he has basically understood that the team that suddenly appeared must be the mysterious force that has been raiding friendly forces for a period of time.

Yun Zhao looked at Aqiu. He snorted coldly. He put Yi Shuihan back into the sheath with his backhand. He pulled out the Pojun, stringed the bow, and fired arrows in a swish. The Mongolian soldiers who were rushing up the wall screamed in agony.

They fell off the wall. Led by Aqiu, each of the dozen people was hit by an arrow in the leg, and these dozen people were the most courageous among the Mongolian troops.

Aqiu fell outside the courtyard wall, leaning on his saber on the ground. He raised his head and looked forward. In front of him, the dozens of archers who had just retreated had occupied favorable terrain on both sides, and their sharp arrows were pointed at them in the distance.

And right in front of them, several neat rows of troops were holding sabers in their hands, looking at them eagerly.

There are still Mongolian troops climbing out of the courtyard wall, and there are about fifty people left. Except for twenty or thirty people who are still intact and uninjured, everyone else is in trouble. Especially headed by himself.

A dozen or so people were hit by an arrow in the thigh, and their fighting strength had been reduced to 70 to 80%.

There is no need to fight this battle!

Aqiu held the saber in both hands, stood up with all his strength, and shouted loudly: "We surrender, we surrender!" Aqiu heard from his fathers that Dai Viet, a huge empire, prided itself on being a state of etiquette. During the war,

Generally speaking, as long as you surrender, you will not be killed again. As long as you survive, you will have a chance to escape in the future.

Seeing their fierce opponent suddenly shouting surrender, the villagers in Wudu River were a little confused. Yun Zhao, who was riding his horse and walking out of the wide open gate, looked up to the sky and gave him a haha. On the opposite side, Yan Xiaoyi and others

People also laughed loudly.

"Slaughter the tiger, kill the bear, it's up to you!" Yun Zhao roared.

Two big men, who were slaughtering tigers and slaughtering bears, were almost as wide as they were horizontally and vertically. They strode forward with sabers raised high in their hands and said with a ferocious smile: "Go forward and kill them all!"

The two people stepped forward. Behind them were nearly a hundred young people from around Anqing who had lost their lives and were rescued by Yun Zhao and others. Looking at the Mongolian army, the eyes of this group of people were red. They heard the slaughter of tigers and bears.

The orders were all yelled: "Kill them all!" and they marched forward in formation.

Aqiu was shocked. Didn't he say that Dai Viet was a country of etiquette, and didn't he say that they didn't kill surrendered soldiers? Why did this group of people ignore this bastard at all?

"We surrender, we surrender, we are willing to become your slaves." Aqiu shouted.

"Kill!" They were answered with uniform shouts of kill.

The desperate Aqiu raised his saber and said, "Brothers, fight with them!" He limped on one leg and limped forward to meet them.

Yun Zhao was riding on the dark clouds and snow, watching the fight coldly without a twitch of his eyelids. Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren were on the other side, with bows in their hands and arrows on them, but

The two of them didn't move, but the muscles on their faces twitched. Every time they twitched, it was a novice who was injured or fell to the ground and died.

Jiang Feng on the sentry tower held the railing with both hands and watched the fighting in shock. He had been a soldier in his early years and was a low-level officer. Of course, he could see that the newcomers who did not take action outside were all murderers.

There are long-standing veterans, and those currently fighting in the field are some who seem to be well-trained, but in fact they are still rookies who have never been on the battlefield. Compared with the young and strong men in their own village,

Their only advantage is that they are not afraid of death.

The two big men walking at the front waved their sabers and only dispersed the Mongolian troops. In fact, they did not cause any damage to them, but allowed the Mongolian troops to fight with the new recruits behind them.

They were practicing with the Mongolian army. Jiang Feng suddenly understood. The young man riding the big black horse was obviously the leader of the group. Looking at the calm expression of the young man who was not much older than his grandson, it seemed that the fight and battle in front of him were

He had nothing to do with him. Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh. Even if he was in a different place,

I'm afraid I don't have the determination to do this. With the strength of that group, it would be easy to kill this group of Mongolians, but they are using the enemy's death resistance to train their recruits, even for this

He will not hesitate to pay the price. This young man is not simple. Given time, his future may be limitless.

Severe pain came in waves on my shoulder. Previously, I only thought that death was imminent, and I didn't feel any pain at all. Now I suddenly relaxed. My old bones finally couldn't hold it anymore. I slowly sat cross-legged on the sentry tower, holding my shoulder with one hand.

He was wounded, but his eyes were staring wide open at the fight below.

There is no better opportunity to train troops than this! Yun Zhao stared at the fighting in the field. There were not many opponents, and most of them were injured. A few of the most eye-catching ones had been shot by him before he could take a step forward. He had a numerical advantage.

I have a psychological advantage. At this time, it can be said that I have the right time, right place, right people, and everything is in my hands. This kind of opportunity does not happen every time.

The hand hanging on one side was holding Yi Shuihan tightly, and the veins on his hand were all bruised. Every brother was injured and fell down. Yun Zhao's heart twitched in pain, but his face remained calm at all. Such

Scenario, if you can't win and survive, then you will still die in the future battles. If you are soft-hearted at this time and help them win easily, you are harming them, and they will still die in the future.

It is best only to let them experience and gain experience in life-and-death fights. The queue has been broken up, and more than a hundred people have been strangled together. With the strength of their numbers, psychological and physical strength,

With a huge advantage, this group of rookies who were new to the battlefield gradually took advantage step by step. From the chaotic fighting at the beginning, it slowly turned into an organized hunt. From fighting alone at the beginning to cooperating with each other in the end, as the opponents

The number of people decreased one by one, and they became more and more skilled.

Aqiu knelt on the ground with one leg in despair. At this time, he had been stabbed several times, and the soldiers around him were already dead. Seeing dozens of shining sabers slashing them down, he only had time to shout: "

"Aunt" was cut into dozens of pieces, and blood spurted all over the floor.

More than a hundred Mongolian corpses lay scattered inside and outside the courtyard. There was no living Mongolian left. Yun Zhao slowly let out a long breath. A smile slowly appeared on Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren's face.

Of the more than seventy recruits, seven were killed and more than twenty were injured. At this time, the injured stood up unsteadily with the support of their companions. More than thirty horse bandits who were watching the battle rushed over.

He took out the gold wound medicine and bandaged their wounds.

Looking at the corpses on the ground and their sabers with broken blades, some recruits couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the side and vomited.

The slaughtering tiger and the bear laughed and said, "Spit it out, spit it out, you will get used to it after vomiting it this time, and if you kill it again in the future, you will feel that it is no different from killing a chicken."

"You've done a good job at the slaughter of the tiger and the bear. These guys, you have only practiced for just ten days and you have achieved this result. It's amazing!" Yun Zhao gave a thumbs up to the tiger and the bear.

The two men with the same door panels chuckled: "Boss, please don't praise us. A battle like today is rare. Even so, seven of us died and more than twenty were injured. If the boss praises us again, our faces will be red."

There’s no room left, but these guys are really good. If they train for a few more months and fight a few good battles, they’ll become veterans.”

"I will find an opportunity to let them practice again." Yun Zhao got off his horse and said, "Veterans are all killed."

In the courtyard, Jiang Feng was helped down and his wounds were bandaged. With the support of two men, he walked out and walked straight to Yun Zhao. Jiang Feng bowed deeply and said, "Old man Jiang Feng, head of Wuduhe Village.

,Thank you so much for saving me. May I ask where these heroes come from?"

Looking at the old man wearing a helmet in front of him, Yun Zhao threw the reins to Tu Hu and stretched out his hands to support Jiang Feng, "Old man, please don't kill me. Our group is also from around Anqing."

The people were plundered, burned, killed and looted. We waited for those who survived the robbery to gather together and resist. We were late today and many people died in the village. I am truly sorry!"

Jiang Feng smiled slightly. What the young man in front of him said was not entirely true. There had indeed been looting near Anqing, but this group of people did not come from nearby. There were well-equipped farmers like them nearby, and their temperament was particularly special.

They were the first few dozen people to appear. They looked like elite warriors at first glance, but they were life-saviors. Since they didn't want to tell the truth, he couldn't ask more questions.

Looking at the other party's expression, Yun Zhao also knew that the other party had seen something.

"The strong man saved thousands of people in my village of Wudu River. The old man feels inexplicable. Please, please, please prepare some wine to express your gratitude!"
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