Nanming Engineer

Chapter 144 Trapped Beast
Tan Wen's helmet fell off, and a bamboo spear stabbed him right in the head. Fortunately, the bamboo spear was not as sharp as a metal spear, and could not pierce the iron helmet. His big mouth was "bobo" bleeding, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered with blood, which made him lose all his demeanor.

He saw Tan Zhi's corpse, it had been trampled badly, and his head was flattened, only the bronze heart mirror on half of the armor could tell the identity of the corpse, he let out a roar, his heart was about to burst, and he was about to get off his horse He went to grab the body, but Tan Hong grabbed him tightly, wrapped him up in the rioters, and left.

The corpse with the heart guard tied was submerged under the feet of the crowd in the next instant, and could never be seen again.

The guards guarded him and fought with the strong people on all sides with long knives and spears. The fighting power of the dead soldiers is infinite. Here, the soldiers still brandished their weapons recklessly, hacking and killing the person closest to them.

Where have the folks seen this kind of battle? Many people have never fought with others in the face of others in their lives. It has only been a short month since they joined the Longevity Valley army. The only battle they have experienced is the Battle of the Black Valley. Most people don't feel much about the training effect of the battle, it seems that the battle is over as soon as it starts.

So in the face of the Tan family's soldiers, who are like undead lunatics and beasts, after more than 20 people died, they unconsciously began to dodge, instinctively not daring to get close, and only dared to hold a long bamboo spear far away They poked back and forth, and in this way, the obstruction could not be said to be very strong.

There were only five or six people left around Tan Wen and Tan Hong. Everyone was wounded, and their mounts were also stained with blood. They all relied on the desire to survive and rushed out of Minzhuang by using the bloody road made by the corpses. They formed a six-layer gun formation.

Suddenly there were no bamboo spears stabbing in front of them, and the front was bright. Tan Wen and others were suddenly overjoyed. They swung the bamboo spears around with their long knives, and galloped their horses to break out from the broken hole.

Wang Huan stood about fifty steps behind the Minzhuang gun formation, holding a white wax spear, wearing a rattan armor burqa, and on top of his head was an eight-petal iron helmet seized from Niu Sicheng, with a bunch of red tassels fluttering on the top of the helmet , looking coldly at Tan Wen who rushed towards him like a bereaved dog.

Beside him, two hundred soldiers in white robes stood in a row, their spears pierced into the soil and stood beside him. Each of them held a mountain-destroying crossbow in their hands. The arrow box had been replaced, and two thousand crossbow arrows lay quietly inside. There is a faint dim light waiting to harvest life.

"This should be the chief general Tan Wen. The armor on his body is a high-quality fish-scale armor. Only he can afford this kind of expensive armor." Wang Huan said to himself lightly: "I will kill his brother. Maybe it’s impossible to recruit him again?”

He smashed his mouth and said with some regret: "It's a pity. This person is quite capable, and the soldiers and generals under him are also loyal. But if he wants to be my enemy, his crime is unforgivable. Let's shoot the arrow."

Taking advantage of this time, Tan Wen and others urged their horses to approach. They also saw the loose formation of white-robed soldiers. They could clearly see the crossbows in the hands of the white-robed soldiers. Even the reflection on the arrows was vaguely visible, but So what?Are you going to go back and fight with Minzhuang who is holding a bamboo spear?We are already here. As long as we break through the last hurdle, we can escape. What are we afraid of?Tan Wen stared at his blood-red eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that was almost covering his eyes, and yelled in a hoarse voice: "If you keep rushing, you will survive if you rush out and fight against Shizhu Barbarian!"

Several people held their spears and long swords tightly, hid their bodies behind the horse's neck, beat the horse to speed up, and barely formed a small wedge-shaped impact formation to charge away.

The trumpeter beside him kept his ears up and listened. Wang Huan's self-talk made him a little dull, and he didn't understand what he was talking about, but he could understand the three words "let's shoot an arrow", and he immediately drummed Lifting his cheeks, he picked up the suona and blew out a long note.

"Ba~~" "Whoosh~~!"

At the same time as the suona sounded, the sound of countless arrows piercing through the air also sounded.

Two hundred white-robed soldiers pulled down the handles on the mountain-destroying crossbow at the same time, and fired steadily once and for all. This scene was similar to shooting a target during training. Although the cavalry was fast, they were not as fast as the flying arrow feathers.

Almost in an instant, all the horses were shot into hedgehogs, and each horse was hit by no less than ten arrows, each of which pierced into the flesh, and the galloping horses fell to the ground, rolling and neighing on the ground. Slid forward some distance on the mud floor and died.

As for the knight on the horse, either he was also shot into a hedgehog by the rain of arrows, and died while the horse fell to the ground, or he was lucky enough to rely on the cover of the horse to save his life, but he was thrown out while the horse fell to the ground. After rolling a few somersaults, I wobbled and got up dizzily.

There are only three people who can stand up, and Tan Wen is the only one who can stand up and walk.

His second brother, Tan Hong, had more than a dozen arrows stuck in his body, and he was dead.

As for the two living soldiers, the necks of the horses only protected their bodies, and several arrows were shot at the thighs exposed on both sides of the horses. The wound is a penetrating wound, and being able to stand up is already a miracle, and it is no different from being dead on the battlefield.

Tan Wen was fine, except for the wound on his head, his whole body was fine. This is not because of his luck or his ability to dodge, but because of the armor he was wearing.

As the chief general, the protection must be the best in the whole army when he goes into battle. Tan Wen wears a chain mail inside, and a fish scale armor on his coat. The scale armor leaves are made of fine steel, up to two millimeters thick, which can avoid knives, guns, bows and arrows. His chest was protected by layers of thick nail leaves. When the crossbow arrows came, he lowered his head and dodged immediately. At the same time, he hugged his head with both hands, and the arrows jingled and shot at him like a bronze man. Usually bounced off.

However, when he fell from the horse, his head hit the ground, causing another cut, which made him a little confused. He could see things with double vision and couldn't walk very steadily.

He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, found a long knife on the ground, held it in his hand, struck the ground with the knife, and took a few breaths.

Zu Bian cursed and brought some Min Zhuang up to surround him, and the rest of the Min Zhuang had to block the mouth of the black pine forest, where some Tan family's pawns were smoked into blacks and rushed out one after another, leaving only Half-Life, as soon as it came out, lay on the ground and gasped for breath. The folks stepped forward with ease, stepped on it, tied the rope, and captured the prisoner.

The folks surrounded Tan Wentuan, pointed their bamboo spears at his body, but no one stabbed him, they just looked at him silently, as if they were looking at a person waiting to die.

Tan Wen stumbled, his face was covered in blood, and he looked hideous. Standing in the middle of the circle of minzhuang, he looked around blankly like a wandering ghost. Wherever he looked, he was the Wanshougu Minzhuang who was looking at him coldly. The sharp tips of the bamboo spears kept shaking in front of his eyes.

Tan Wen was furious, and struck the bamboo spear with a long knife, but how much strength does a person who is almost unconscious have?The long knife slashed on the bamboo spear, not even leaving a white seal, let alone a single bit of movement.

The people suddenly opened a road and let a person walk in. They looked at this person with warm eyes and some awe. This person was Wang Huan.

Zu Bian raised his long spear, using the spear as a stick, and swept across Tan Wen's wrist holding the knife, knocking the long knife to the ground. Tan Wen hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it again, and immediately a dozen bamboo spears pinned him to the ground. , unable to move.

Wang Huan walked up to him and looked down at him.

Not long ago, this Nanming general who led an army of [-] and showed off his might, rampaged through the stone pillars like no one in the land, but now he is lying on the ground like a dog in water, his hair is disheveled, his armor is disheveled, and his blood and smoke are all white. His face turned into a painted face, and he no longer had the aloof and powerful temperament.

Tan Wen's chest rose and fell, he stared at the young man in front of him, and said a few words through his teeth: "Who are you?"

Wang Huan lowered his body slightly, squinted at Tan Wen, and smiled a little: "My name is Wang Huan, and my Majesty is coming, I am happy, remember?"

(End of this chapter)