Chapter 169: Slaughter (2)

Chapter 169 Slaughter (2)
Every time, as long as the tiger's ears start to swing, Yun Lang will look around. This process has gone through three hours.
During this period, six people walked through his Wangshan world, there were anxious merchants, savages running wildly, and rich families who drove the carriage.
Yun Lang doesn't know where their destination is. Everyone seems to be in the end of the world.
Yun Lang suddenly realized that he seemed to understand why Liu Che was so poor that he felt like someone was killing you at any time. It was really bad, not at all.
Suddenly there was a rumble of carriages on the road, Yun Lang stood up and waited and saw more than ten luxurious carriages coming from a distance on the road. The driver stood on the cowl and tried to drive the horses. Look at the situation behind.
The speed of the car is extremely fast, and the horses pulling the car have fallen into a state of madness, still running wildly.
The axle of a leading carriage suddenly snapped, and the luxurious carriage crashed to the ground, dragged by the galloping horses and continued to move forward for hundreds of steps. The horses were exhausted and fell to the ground.
Two Cui Yi cry out of the broken carriage with blood on their heads and faces, and then a fat man also climbed out of the carriage. Although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to be injured, holding a sword Shouted.
"No running, no running, yeah no running, just kill the Huns here."
After hearing the fat man's words, the two Cuiyi's crying grew louder.
The wagon in the back could not bypass the wagon in front and had to stop. A green man jumped out of the wagon and shouted: "Zhang Lian, get your wagon away, the Huns chase."
The fat man named Zhang Lian shook his head and said, "Du Yu, don't run, the horse can't hold it anymore. Look at your horse, you're already vomiting white foam. You can still run up to three miles. Time is better to block these carriages on the road, we fight with the Huns. "
"What are you talking about? Fatty Zhang, can you still fight the Huns? Did you die? Didn't you see how Xue Liang died? It was strangled by the rope thrown by the Huns.
Let go, how far I can run. "
There are more and more dudes jumping out of the carriage. Yun Lang glances at these people interestingly, preparing to see how they choose. The Huns estimate has been overtaken. Yun Lang has seen dust rising behind him.
Many of these dudes actually knew him. Cao Xiang summoned the wrongdoer at home last time to help him gather money, including several of them.
The guy named Zhang Lian, the ancestor is the well-known relic, Zhang Liang, the one named Xue Liang, his father is the prime minister Xue Ze, and the tallest guy, he is the descendant of Zhou Bo.
There are more than ten carriages, more than twenty escorts, more than ten horsemen, but there are seventeen or eighty women. In any case, it can be regarded as a little combative.
Yun Lang didn't know how the guy named Zhang Lian organized this group of crowds to deal with the strong enemy.
Because the horse pulling the cart stopped suddenly, he no longer had the strength to bear the carriage, and he knelt on the ground with a wail.
Xue Liang, who wanted to escape, suddenly looked like earth.
Zhang Lian took out a crossbow from the carriage, and while winding, said: "I dare not run away. I left all the servants in Zhuangzi to the scourge of the Huns. When I got home, I was killed by Yeye. Let ’s fight here and die. The family can explain what happened in Zhuangzi.

These dudes are very unpredictable, and thought that this group of lustful cowards would definitely run away. Unexpectedly, they soon reached a unified opinion, commanded by the old guard of the Zhou Bo family, here Battle with the chasing soldiers.
Zhang Lian slapped on the buttocks of a Cuiyi woman and pointed at the wasteland: "He, please run with the Chen, tell you, even if it was bitten by the beast in the wasteland, it was better than it fell in the hands of the Huns. It's a hundred times better.
If you can live, go back to your husband, and our yard in Yanglingyi will belong to you, and live a good life. "
A large group of women suddenly fell into the wilderness without looking back ...
Zhang Lian looked at the woman who walked away regretfully and said to Xue Liang: "It's a pity!"
Zhou Hongzheng said in a loud voice: "What a pity, wait until the yeah come back alive, then find it back!"
As soon as Zhou Hongyin fell, Yun Lang heard a rapid sound of horseshoes coming from a distance. Soon, a team of cavalry appeared in Yun Lang's sight.
Just looking at the clothes, Yun Lang knew that this was a team of Huns. Thirty riders chased the smoke from the road, and it was just daunting.
"Hold the crossbow, prepare, shoot in a hundred steps!"
The generals of the Zhou Bo family are somewhat knowledgeable, knowing that if they could not kill half of the Huns in the first wave of crossbow arrows, they would have no way to live.
The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, Yun Lang's face was full of sweat, and the hand on the trigger was also wet.
He saw the dudes lined up in a messy formation, and the order of the general had just been issued, and the sparse crossbow arrows were shot out flat.
At the front is a Xiongnu wearing a heavy sheepskin jacket. The weapon in his hand is very simple. It is a thick hardwood stick, one big end and one small end. After lifting it up like a hammer, it blocked it from coming. Crossbow arrow.
"Oh ha--" The Huns shook their hands and shoved the stick out of their hand. A Chinese man leaning on the side of the carriage couldn't avoid it. He was smashed by a stick and his brain was splashed everywhere. Yes.
The distance was too close, and the horse speed of the Huns was too fast. Zhang Lian and they could only shoot a crossbow, and they saw the fierce face of the Huns appear in front of them.
Zhang Lian screamed, throwing away the crossbow in his hand and carrying the overturned wagon with his shoulders, even pushing the overturned wagon to the edge of the mainland.
A Xiongnu couldn't avoid it. The men and horses hit the carriage together and smashed the carriage. The Xiongnu and the war horse could no longer distinguish the shape.
Zhang Lian was also flew out by the powerful collision force, and fell on the ground and began to vomit blood.
The majestic Xiongnu general led the horse around the broken carriage. He had already been replaced with a pickaxe in his hand. When he passed the cart, the pickaxe hit the chest of a guard, and the guard looked like a body. The son turned into two pieces. Although he didn't break, he flew out and knocked down the groom behind him.
Xue Liangao screamed and got into the bottom of a carriage, but Zhou Hong held a sword to meet the Xiongnu with the horror bone armor on his head and rushed over. If this guy can't be blocked, behind All the Huns will come over.
Zhou Hong's long sword collided with a crane-axe, but there was no loud noise. The hundred-steel sword built by Zhou Hong Seiko actually cut off the crane-axe, and the inexhaustible iron sword passed the Huns. The waist and abdomen opened a big mouth of blood on his waist.
Yun Lang pressed the tiger with one leg to prevent it from rushing out, but continued to pull the crossbow machine calmly in his hand. When each crossbow arrow left the iron crossbow, it would penetrate into the vital point of a Huns. UU reading books www.uukanshu. com
That is, with the existence of Yunlang, the followers of the Huns had to slow down the speed of the attack, looking for people who launched cold arrows.
Although Zhou Hong blocked the Xiongnu general, his tiger mouth holding the sword had been torn apart by the violent impact just now, and his thumb twisted strangely.
A long sword pierced from behind the Huns, and the Huns shrugged to avoid it, shouting and holding the long sword under their ribs with their arms and waist. His body twisted, and Zhou's guard holding the sword was lifted up, colliding with Zhou Hong.
Yun Lang lowered his head, and a branch of arrows flew by the top of his head. If it weren't for him that he dug himself a small pit to keep his body below the hill, he would have hit the arrow long ago.
A row of cowhide rope loops flew over, and some caught on the carriage that was blocking the road, and some were directly wrapped around the neck of the person. The carriage that was blocked on the road was dragged by the powerful Huns together with those horses that could not move. gone.
Yun Lang re-stringed the Iron Arm Crossbow with his feet. After the Iron Arm Crossbow was placed, he saw a dirty face less than two feet away from him. He felt like he smelled the guy's spray Stink.