Archery of Gongshou Rivers and Mountains

At this moment, the team of tens of thousands of people has been dispersed, and the officials can't find the officials, and the soldiers can't find the soldiers. And Zhou Weihan, these tens of thousands of people didn't look like a tired army who had just experienced defeat, escape, and a desperate battle. On the contrary, everything was in order.

Even if they heard the order to pursue, they showed no fear. Those who could fight casually tore rags and wrapped their wounds and stood up to sign up. Those who could not fight felt that their weapons and armor were still usable, so they handed over Those who were able to fight, and some people brought dry food and water with them, which was originally intended to save their lives, but they also took them out at this time.

Naturally, it is impossible for everyone to be like this, but at least this is what is seen around at this time.

"Brother, it's too dangerous." When there were no other people around, Wanyan Kang also found a stone to heal his wound, and Guo Jing opened his mouth while helping Wanyan Kang.Guo Jing was also lucky, there were only two more cuts on his body, although his flesh was turned out, but compared with the wounded soldiers all over the ground, it was only a minor injury.

"It's not just dangerous, it's death, isn't it?" Wan Yankang smiled, and asked Guo Jing to help pour golden sore medicine on the wound on his side, but Guo Jing was going to touch the two arrow wounds on his body. Blocked by him, "I still have to fight later."

The arrowheads had to be dug out from the meat, because the Mongols handled their own arrowheads, and a large piece of meat around the wound had to be dug out, and they were even scalded with hot iron to sterilize and stop bleeding.Not to mention that the heavy bleeding caused his physical strength to be further exhausted, and Wan Yankang shot an arrow on the top of his right arm and the other on his left thigh. If these two wounds are treated, then his right arm and left leg will be fine. Active, but definitely not too flexible.However, although there are still two pieces of iron inserted into the meat, it hurts, but it does not move around Wanyankang.

Guo Jing naturally nodded when asked by Wan Yankang, but after listening to the second part of his sentence, he was determined to catch up, so he became more and more confused: "Why do you still chase after knowing that you are going to die?"

The two armies faced each other just now, and the Jin soldiers were able to fight a lot, but when the Mongols retreated, many people immediately collapsed on the ground and couldn't move.Some are injured, some are tired, and those soldiers and horses selected for pursuit are not necessarily better than those who cannot move.At most, their wills are stronger and their bodies are stronger.

Although the Mongols had been chasing for several days, the chasing party was already more relaxed, and the food was plentiful, so no one was hungry.And the battle just now didn't hurt the bones, at most it was a little bit damaged, Wan Yankang took this exhausted and disabled army to pursue, saying that death is light, it can almost be said that he went to deliver food!

"Because I'm stupid, the only thing I can do now is to fight to the death." Wanyan Kang sighed, stood up and put his hands on his shoulders.

"But there's no such thing..." Guo Jing wanted to persuade him again, it wasn't that he was still thinking of the Mongols' kindness, but that he was really worried about Wanyankang.He thought that Wan Yankang meant to break the boat to survive, but he still knew that this trick might not be easy to use every time, otherwise the King of Chu would not have killed himself.

But before he finished speaking, Wan Yankang's hand on his shoulder suddenly moved. Guo Jing had no time to react, so his acupuncture points were tapped, and he passed out.

Qi Nu and Wynn just came back after receiving their orders, and Wan Yankang sent them into their arms: "Don't let him follow, the team is ready, let's go."

"Yes!"

Wan Yankang left with over 2 people. Before leaving, he handed Guo Jing over to Zhou Weihan who stayed behind to take care of him.After they ate something, they got on their horses and left.They were going to die, Guo Jing could see this, how could the other veterans not know.But at least none of those who left had fear on their faces, nor excitement or desire.

When the team set off, it was already dusk, and marching at night was a taboo for military strategists, let alone bringing cavalry, a horse would break its own neck if it was not careful.But no one said much, everyone quietly made final preparations, and after receiving the order, they mounted their horses and followed their brothers.

Everyone, including Wanyan Kang, looked very calm and even serene. If it weren't for the tattered armor on their bodies and the gunpowder smoke all over their faces, it would have looked like a hunting team.

Those who watched them leave were even more excited, because some people shed tears, but no one said much. There were neither impassioned words of farewell nor cowardly words of surrender. smoke and dust, weeping silently, even the wounded soldiers suppressed their pain and watched their brothers leave...

That night, although there was no moon, the stars in the sky were dazzlingly bright. It turned out to be a rare bright night.This is the right time for Wanyan Kang who is chasing him.But for the Mongols who found Wanyankang catching up, is it not the right time?

The formation that the Mongols are good at is to divide the army into five teams. The two teams in this formation confront the incoming enemy and lead the enemy to penetrate step by step.

This kind of formation has extremely high requirements on the personal ability and prestige of the leader of the first army, because it is extremely easy for the enemy to break through this formation, as long as the two wings are ignored, only the central army is taken!Kill the leader of the whole army, and the encirclement can be broken.But for Wanyan Kang, he didn't even need to think about breaking through the siege, he just had to kill the leader of the Chinese army!

Therefore, this team of over [-] men plunged headlong into the siege of the Mongols who were several times larger than themselves!

Wanyan Kang's quiver had been refilled with arrows, but at night, these arrows disappeared from his hands faster than during the day.Even if it is not a hundred shots, but it is eight out of ten.Unfortunately, his arrows were still not fast enough.Wanyan Kang secretly sighed, the arrows in the quiver hadn't been sent out yet, but the distance at this moment made him pick up the gun.

The two armies collided, the two horses crossed, and the swords clashed. In the dark night, the flying blood could not be seen clearly, but the sparks from the collision of the swords could be seen clearly. It was almost a bright silver color that could be described as beautiful, but at this moment, no one to appreciate.Although Qiu Chuji had taught Wanyan Kang a few moves of the Yang family's marksmanship, it was not his teaching that Wanyan Kang used at this time.

Qiu Chuji is indeed a great master in martial arts, and the Yang Family Spear he taught has undergone some improvements to make it more powerful, but that kind of power is relative to the fighting of people in the Jianghu, not fighting in battle.Therefore, Wanyan Kang learned marksmanship from his family's instructors. He doesn't have a big reputation, but it is simple and direct.

Even in this situation where there are enemies in front, back, left, and right, it is not necessary to use all the basic movements in marksmanship, just stabbing, picking, pulling, stabbing, and stabbing are enough to deal with the overall situation.

After killing for an unknown amount of time, the barrel of the gun in Wanyan Kang's hand was soaked in blood and began to slip, and even the tip of the gun was not so sharp when it pierced the enemy's body.Suddenly, Wanyan Kang heard cheers from all around, not in Chinese, but in Mongolian.The movements of his hands were stagnant, and it was only for a short moment, the mount under his crotch fell down for some reason!

Wanyan Kang was thrown out, and where he landed was the long knife and mace raised by the Mongols. He threw the gun in mid-air, and stabbed a Mongolian soldier to death with man and horse. Only now did Yan Kang have a place to stay.But even if he stabilized his footsteps, there were sharp weapons and countless sharp arrows waiting for him from all directions.

The only strange thing is that the arrows shot at him all came towards his legs. Wanyan Kang pulled out the long knife at his waist, pushed aside the arrows, and wanted to continue fighting, but maybe it was his blood. There was too much bleeding, or maybe he was too tired, he only had time to take two steps before falling to the ground...

When Wan Yankang opened his eyes again, his hands were tightly bound, and two strong Mongolian men dragged him all the way. Finally, when they entered a tent, he was thrown to the ground.The soil on the ground under the torch was originally yellow, but when Wanyan Kang fell on the ground, it turned black. If the light was brighter, it should actually be red.

"Wanyan Yongji came to the throne four years ago. I thought that the Wanyan family no longer has any real descendants of Aguda. I didn't expect you to be next to a tiger." A middle-aged man with a square face sat in the middle of the tent, holding his hand in Chinese. Talk to Wanyan Kang.

"Temujin?"

"Bold!" shouted an unknown Mongolian general.

Genghis Khan stood up with a wave of his hand and approached Wanyan Kang: "In order to avenge the killing of my father, I must kill all the descendants of Wanyan's family. But I respect you, so I can let you choose your own way of death, and will Leave rich burials in your grave."

"That's really...thank you!"

"Be careful sweating!"

Everyone thought it was the end of the battle, and Wanyan Kang, who would not survive for a moment even if no one did anything, unexpectedly broke the bondage in an instant and jumped up from the ground.Wanyan Kang rushed forward very fast, but the people in the tent were also long-time fighters with extremely fast reactions. Genghis Khan rushed to the left, and the nearest Mongolian general had already stepped forward to block Wanyan Kang and his team. The middle of Genghis Khan.

At this time, although many Mongolian generals were nervous, they were not worried, because after all, Wanyankang was seriously injured with bare hands, but they were all fully armed heroic generals. Wanyankang's end would only be to die under the knife ,However……

The blocking Mongolian general only had time to draw the knife halfway, and Wanyan Kang's fingers had already pierced his chest. He watched all this happen, even when his consciousness began to slacken, he couldn't believe it. His fingers can pierce the heart like a weapon.

Wan Yankang quickly pulled his hand from the opponent's chest, and at the same time couldn't help but groan, just because he didn't know who stabbed him in the back, but it didn't matter, as long as he didn't kill him.He continued to pounce on the person who was only two steps away from him, but at the same time he took a step, the other person turned around!

Wan Yankang's hand was inserted into the opponent's throat, the original angle should be the back of the head, and a machete also pierced his abdomen!His strength was completely lost, and his eyes turned black. Wanyan Kang tried hard to enlarge the wound, but his hand had lost feeling, and he didn't know whether his fingers obeyed the order of the brain.

The unity and strength of Mongolia is because of Genghis Khan!He is indeed a hero of the Mongols, a generation of pride!And if he died, his four adoptive sons, four parent sons—Tuo Lei has been abolished—his valiant subordinates, even if they don't fall apart immediately, they will definitely break up!

And now Mongolia is just a nomadic people who rule the roost on the grassland, not a big empire.Or should I say, he will never become that vast empire that rules the world with killing and bloodshed...

kill him!He must be killed!

The already weak body suddenly gained strength, Wanyan Kang's eyes widened, his fingers finally stirred violently, and then he lost consciousness with an incomparable sense of satisfaction.

The moment he closed his eyes, a big hole suddenly opened in the roof of the tent, and a strong wind blew in. The Mongolian generals who were waving their weapons and trying to chop Wanyan Kang into minced meat were all blown away.Two men, one green and one white, descended from the sky, quickly touched a few acupuncture points on Wan Yankang's body, and both of them drove him towards the roof of the tent!When the Mongolian general ran in from outside the tent, there was only one corpse and...another corpse left on the ground—even if he didn't want to admit it, the fact couldn't be changed.

When they were grieving, frightened, and sluggish, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the dark night, and the golden soldiers attacked the camp!

Those golden soldiers who they thought were fearful in the fierce battle and left their master and fled, all returned.However, the fact is that Wan Yankang wanted them to go. He just fought with his own life from the beginning. After all, "Although history is created by ordinary people, only heroes can change history."

He was sure that with Genghis Khan's temper, he would definitely want to see him with his own eyes, and he won the bet.And he didn't need to drag so many people to fight together, they could kill more Mongols and protect the people if they stayed.So he ordered them to leave before the Mongolian army encircled them.

At that time, they left obediently, but now they are back again.What's more, it came back at exactly the right time. Some Mongolian generals wanted to go out to avenge the Great Khan, but some wanted to retreat immediately. It wasn't that they didn't want to take revenge, but that they couldn't now!

The murderer who assassinated the Great Khan had already fled, and the coincidence of the attack was obviously something they had already discussed.The other party will definitely talk about the death of Da Khan.They can hide it, they can justify it, but the Great Khan will never appear on the battlefield again.And the soldiers would waver, doubt.And even if you tell them the truth, no one will know if they will choose to kill the enemy bravely and take revenge, or run away crying bitterly...

The Great Khan is dead, but the Mongols are still there, and will continue to do so. They cannot sacrifice all the young and strong of the whole clan here.They want to leave and take revenge!

Therefore, the more than 1 cavalry who charged desperately and wanted to share the same fate as the coach miraculously drove away the Mongols.However, when the Mongols retreated, none of the generals who led the team were happy, because they knew that this happened not because the night attack disrupted the Mongols' position, but because their coach succeeded—— One person's life changes the lives of countless people.

"Dutong—!" Driving the Mongols all the way until dawn, the few soldiers who accidentally fell off their horses didn't care about their broken heads and broken bones, just sat on the ground and cried loudly...

Half a month later, an ordinary country house in Shaanxi.

"Guangli, if you don't wake up again, be careful I'll sneak in." Ouyang Ke sat by the bed, poking the sleeping person on the bed.After poking, I don't know if it was his illusion, but I always felt that the other party's eyelashes trembled.

"If you have that...tooth...you can come..."