The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 49: There will be no bitter rain next year (Three)

The ambush set up by Wang Mu did not suddenly launch until this time.

Before the cavalry behind him could react, a large wave of arrows had already sprinkled on his head. The crude leather armor had almost no defensive effect on the fine iron crossbow arrows, and was easily penetrated like paper.

The man was leaning on his back and the horses were slammed by the long neighing of the horses and the screams of the soldiers.

The next moment, dense figures appeared among the dark shadows on both sides of the street.

The shields, as neat as the wall, almost blocked the whole body of the front row of soldiers. Behind them, waves of arrows were shot out continuously, sprinkling towards the dense Chongling Army cavalry.

It's over...

"Brother! Let's go!"

Liu Xiu turned over, flashed two crossbow arrows, and shouted loudly into the courtyard.

However, Liu Yan really has no chance to retreat now.

Even though he and Liu Ji fought against Han Zhuo, they were still completely suppressed to the disadvantage. The sword was like a poisonous snake, always appearing in the most unexpected position at the most unexpected angle.

Even though Liu Yan barely dodged, four or five shallow scars left on his body. However, Liu Ji, who was even more bulky and bloated, was even heavier than Liu Yan. Especially the sword on his lower abdomen, was stabbed almost through.

"You go first. I go later!"

Liu Yan shouted back loudly, barely blocking Han Zhuo's sword, but he lost his balance and fell backwards. Liu Ji, who wanted to snatch him to protect Liu Yan, was snatched into Han Zhuo's arms, and then hit him with a knee and flew back heavily.

After knocking Liu Ji away, Han Zhuo snorted coldly, his body shrank back, and his long sword pierced Han Zhuo's chest.

Liu Yan looked at the next sword that was stabbed, and Han Zhuo's cold face seemed to have stopped all the time.

"No... I'm going to go together! How could I leave you behind!"

Seeing Han Zhuo's next sword about to pierce the brother who was lying on the ground, Liu Xiu roared, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and rushed forward.

"Bastard, go back!"

When Liu Yan saw his younger brother rushing towards him, he was anxious. Liu Yan naturally knew very well about his skills. Han Zhuo wanted to kill him, just one sword was enough.

However, my brother ignored his anger and scolded him at all.

"Okay, then... kill you first."

Han Zhuo snorted coldly, and the long sword had almost touched Liu Yan's chest, but he made a change in the middle.

The long sword in Liu Xiu's hand pierced heavily, but even the opponent's sword shadow was knocked away before he could see it.

The next moment, Han Zhuo's long sword had already stabbed towards his throat like lightning.

die……

Are you going to die?

I thought I could save my brother, but... I was so incompetent?

Han Zhuo's long sword had not yet been stabbed, but the cold air on the sword had already stirred up goosebumps all over Liu Xiu's body.

However, Liu Xiu's horrified expression was frozen behind his brother.

With a dull sound that penetrated the body, the sword stopped in front of Liu Xiu's throat, carrying drops of blood, and was about to pierce into Liu Xiu's throat.

However, the sword stopped.

Because Liu Yan blocked Liu Xiu at the last moment. The long sword passed through his right shoulder and was tightly held in his hands by his hands.

The metacarpal bones rubbed against the sword, making a harsh sound. A few beads of sweat oozed out of Liu Yan's forehead, but there was no pain in his eyes, but full of anger and murderous intent.

The shoulder blades and metacarpal bones locked the long sword in Han Zhuo's hand tightly. The power burst out in this moment actually made Han Zhuo unable to reach another inch for a moment.

"Teacher, now... you don't have to worry anymore."

Wang Mu stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, looking at the Liu Xiu brothers who were about to die in the courtyard, with a satisfied smile on his face. Liu Ji fell to the ground and twitched. Liu Yan was seriously injured by Han Zhuo's sword, and Liu Xiu's skills were even more insignificant.

The teacher's body has entered the twilight years. However, he insisted on going to Wancheng in person and seeing Liu Xiu's death with his own eyes.

If Wang Mu had not tried his best to persuade him and promised that he would have taken Liu Xiu's head back smoothly, I was afraid that Wang Mang would really have to hold on to the sick person and go to Wancheng in person.

Moreover, Wang Mu's words were not empty words. In addition to Han Zhuo, he also brought the only strongest troops in the world.

——Iron Blood Camp!

The name of this army comes from teachers and the concept comes from teachers. Recruitment and training are handled by Wang Mu.

This army is loyal to only one person - Wang Mu, the Shizhong, and Wang Mang, the Emperor.

That's right, it's just one person. In their eyes, the Shizhong Wang Mu is equivalent to the Emperor Wang Mang, and the Emperor Wang Mang is equivalent to the Shizhong Wang Mu.

What's more important is that Wang Mu has calculated everything.

Since learning about Liu Xiu, Wang Mu began to investigate him. Soon, his life experience and his family had been investigated clearly.

Wang Mu knew that Liu Xiu's brother was Liu Yan, and that Xiaoyuelou was his base camp. He also knew that they were recruiting people and training soldiers in Chongling, which was even more accurate. The time for their rebellion was tonight.

The defenders from the south gate were transferred and Chongling Army was sent into the city. At the same time, the Iron Blood Camp raided Xiaoyue Tower.

Wang Mu himself took Han Zhuo to the prefect's mansion and killed Zhang Fang.

This kind of mediocrity and incompetent acceptance of bribes and allowing Liu Yan to become a big waste, and it is meaningless to continue to let him live.

The net has been laid out. Now, it will be the time to close the net.

Wang Mu had already heard the screams of the Chongling Army on the street under the raid of the Iron Blood Camp.

So now, according to the plan, the remaining people at the city gate should have been surrounded.

Wang Mu believes that this time, he will never fail again.

"Han Zhuo, I took the head, but don't hurt my face. The teacher still needs to see it."

Wang Mu gave a faint command. He knew that the next moment, the heads of the two people would be sent to him. Ten days later, he would bring these two heads to give the teacher a complete peace of mind.

At that time, the teacher's illness... should be cured.

"I understand." Han Zhuo's voice was still dull and rigid, and the long sword in his hand was pulled back little by little.

Liu Yan gritted his teeth tightly, and his metacarpal bones were almost cut off under the friction of the sword. The friction between the metal and the bones made anyone feel sore when they heard it. He had to hold the sword tightly and fight Han Zhuo with all his strength. He knew that once Han Zhuo drew out the sword, it would be his death period and his younger brother's death period.

However, no matter how hard Liu Yan tried, Changjian was still leaving his body inch by inch.

"Let's go...Axiu... go quickly." Liu Yan squeezed out his voice with difficulty from his teeth.

"I can't leave anymore, brother." Liu Xiu took a deep breath, but was still standing behind his brother without moving a step: "We... If we are destined to die, then let's die here together."

"Hello..." Liu Yan only cursed half of the words, but could no longer scold him. He also heard the sound of the powerful crossbow behind him and the screams of the cavalry under his command.

After being hit by three-wheeled arrow rain, the cavalry barely recovered from the chaos, gathered formations, and started charging in one direction.

However, the new army at the forefront paused the shield heavily on the ground, and put a long pole on the ground, and then pressed it tightly with its shoulders. The giant shields that were tall and high were neatly arranged on the ground without any errors, and a gap of half a person wide was left between each two shields.

It is not enough to cross the horse, or even enough to pass through it, but it is enough to allow the soldiers in the back row to sprinkle crossbow arrows from the gap like water.

The short distance is not enough to speed the cavalry to a speed that is enough to break through the shield wall. In particular, the shield wall is still placed on the ground and supported from behind with a long pole. The sparse cavalry hit the shield wall, but did not break even a gap at all.

In front, there are solid shield walls and rainy crossbow arrows. In the back, the shield walls and crossbow arrows are also slowly approaching, while on both sides are the walls of the street.

Even though the cavalry that had been surrounded struggled or dismounted and advanced forward on foot, they could never open any gaps and could not fly.

The destruction of the entire army has become a foregone conclusion.

With a blood arrow flying out, Han Zhuo's long sword finally pulled out from Liu Yan's shoulder.

"You are very strong, but you still have to die." Han Zhuo held the long sword and said coldly to Liu Yan: "Don't struggle anymore, that's too ugly. A person as strong as you should die more calmly."

After saying that, Han Zhuo gently lifted the toes on the ground and picked up Liu Yan's long sword that fell to the ground and said: "Slay your suicide. Don't let my respect for you."

"Die...?Diet here?" Liu Yan stretched out his right hand and caught the long knife that Han Zhuo picked up in the air. Blood dripped down his hands like a rush, looking at Han Zhuo in front of him.
Chapter completed!