After dressing as a widow

Even though everyone was prepared, it was still unbearable to see the scene in front of them.

"Team leader, when are we going to do it!" Zhang Tie gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear the refugee army apart.

"It's too open here, and it's hard to escape after doing it. We'll set up an ambush there." Gu Lin said that Nie Yong also agrees. Indeed, the terrain here is not good for them, and the horses in the refugee army are not enough. At least, they can't run with two legs but with four legs. Once they are entangled, they will end up like a head stuck in a gun.

More than 20 people hid their figures behind and moved to the front at a faster speed than the refugee army.

The small number of people is their biggest disadvantage, but the advantage of flexibility is also better than the lengthy refugee army, and the speed is much faster than them.

Two hours later, Gu Lin and Nie Yong led the men from the Tenth and Seventh Banners to attack the refugee army. The refugee army sent more than 100 people to chase after them, but they killed more than a dozen of them.

And other teams started to harass the refugee army one after another. The annoying refugee army harassed them more and more violently, sending more and more people.

Finally, we are approaching Anyuan Town.

Separate teams appeared one after another, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking. Facing the pursuit of enemies several times larger than themselves, it was not easy for anyone.

Similarly, Lu Xunjian Wang Xunjian and Zuo Xunjian who each led two small flags looked ugly. Lu Xunjian was okay, and he had a strong martial arts and trained all year round.

Wang Xunjian and Zuo Xunjian were more difficult. They both became a bit slack after becoming inspection inspections, and their physical strength could not keep up.

Inspector Lu looked at more than a dozen teams, and looked at the familiar faces he knew: "The next step is to lure them into the trap according to our previous formulation, but there are too many of them, even if someone falls into the trap, the rest There are also a lot of people who came down, and after everyone led people into the trap, they immediately retreated into the forest behind with the help of the town."

"And pay attention, avoid the mountains and forests with villagers, and choose uninhabited areas."

"Understood." All the team leaders received orders, and Gu Lin and Nie Yong walked back side by side. The two saw just now that the team leaders with two small flags were also folded in the previous blocking, and the people below temporarily on top.

Many teams were missing one or two players, and the combined number exceeded thirty.

But compared with the more than 400 refugee troops they killed from the beginning to the present, this loss rate is actually very low.

The refugee army at the back has been completely enraged by them. Just as they pretended to run towards the town, dust and smoke billowed behind them. The hundreds of refugee troops at the head had already chased them up, and behind them was a large force of the refugee army. More than 900 vagrants came here, making people in the small banners who pretended to flee to the town really feel like fleeing for their lives.

The man with the appearance of a mouse looked at the soldiers who were not far away from them and quickly fled towards the town, and said to Li Tianwang on the horse: "Tianwang, Anyuan Town is ahead, look at the smoke that occasionally ignites in the city, I'm afraid There are people cooking."

"But we have to guard against the ambush of that group of soldiers, along the way they—"

"Okay!" After finally occupying the Fucheng, he was beaten by the soldiers of the imperial court and had to abandon the city. In this ghostly place with only a few hundred people, Li Tianwang was devastated by a group of soldiers with only a few hundred people. I don't have the patience to listen to this anymore.

He looked fiercely at the figures running towards the town, "Snakes and rats, since they dare to come here, I will crush them to death in an instant."

Li Tianwang drew out his sword: "Chong, enter the town to be happy with everyone, food, women, brothers, all belong to you!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

"Come on, hahahahaha, I want to snatch a few more fresh and tender brothers this time, so as not to die twice without playing."

"..."

This place is the same as the town they killed before, except for the little soldiers who kept fighting against them on the road, there is no difference.

The refugee army, who has long been accustomed to wine and meat, is also short of supplies these days. Seeing the town is like seeing something that is coming to satisfy all their desires, and they can't wait to rush over there.

The man who looked like a mouse turned into a spirit wanted to persuade him again, but looking at the mere 400 people, he felt that he was suspicious and had a dark ghost.

Their army of almost 2000 soldiers can crush the opponent to death even if each of them strikes with one hand.

Suddenly, the refugee army running in the front suddenly stepped into the pit with only a thin layer of branches and leaves on it, and the bamboo knife inside pierced the sole of the foot instantly.

The other people who heard the screams panicked, but stepped into other pits, and their feet were pierced by broken porcelain.

Behind them, Li Tianwang and the mouse-like man suddenly realized that the soldiers had lured them here on purpose, and wanted to use these traps to stop them for a while.

Li Tianwang's face was so black that water dripped down. He looked at those men whose feet were stuck in the pit, and then looked at Anyuan Town, which was already close at hand, and said loudly: "You guys, check the traps on the ground immediately!"

"You guys, go around the sides and grab those damn bugs!"

"Yes."

In the town, the soldiers hiding inside and outside the farmer's houses looked at the refugee army that would soon rush in front of them. According to the previous strategy, they rehearsed to shoot a rain of dung-stained arrows at the refugee army who was checking the traps.

The refugee army, who was busy checking the traps, had to avoid the arrows and pay attention to the arrows under their feet. In a hurry, many people either stepped into the traps and their feet were cut by bamboo knives and broken porcelain pieces, or they were shot by arrows.

Seeing that the refugee army who had detoured from both sides was about to arrive, more than a dozen teams scattered and plunged into the woods on both sides.

Li Tianwang, who watched them run away, was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. When they arrived in the town, he was even more furious when he found that the people in the town had evacuated.

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"Get down!"

In the dense forest, the endless refugee army rushed forward, Gu Lin roared loudly, and the broad knife in his hand slashed at the huge tree next to him, and the huge tree that had been cut several times by them fell down instantly. Dense arrows pierced it fiercely, and sawdust flew around!

The sword in Nie Yong's hand split open the flying arrows, and he lay tightly on the ground: "Gu Lin, this is not going to work, they are coming soon!"

This is the third day that Gu Lin and Nie Yong entered the mountain forest with the tenth and seventh flags. On the first day, everything was safe and sound, but on the second day, they fought with a refugee army of about fifty people. In the end, five people were injured, and the price of one death ate the 50 people.

But today their luck was bad, and they collided with a team of more than 300 people from the refugee army.

The other people lying on the ground were also struggling to hold on. Hundreds of arrows all greeted them, and they didn't even dare to risk their heads.

Gu Lin spat out the sawdust that jumped into his mouth, quickly raised his head a little bit, and quickly lowered his head, only to hear dozens of arrows flying over the place where his head appeared just now. If he had been slower, his head would have been pierced into a hedgehog.

He also saw clearly that those refugee troops were really pressing here with the power of arrows, and they would all be over soon.

Gu Lin turned over and lay down on his back, quickly took out the bridle rope wrapped around his waist, and said, "Give me the rope on your body!"

The person with the rope on his body quickly took it out and threw it to him. Gu Lin quickly tied all the ropes together and tied one end to his waist.

"Gu Lin, what are you going to do!" Nie Yong had completely experienced how desperate this 14-year-old boy was in fighting, and he had a bad feeling in his heart when he saw him doing this.

Gu Lin glanced at him, and handed the other end of the rope to him: "The arrows in their hands are enough for seven or eight rounds, but the tree in front of us can't last the fourth round. Only the person who shoots them will kill us." There is a chance of escape."

He can go alone, others cannot.

This time they were blocked in a really bad position, it was a gentle slope, and they were still in the most open area of ​​the gentle slope. If it weren't for this huge tree among the few solitary trees, it would have allowed them to resist for a while. Most of them were killed and injured when the arrows came down and ran without cover.

Nie Yong, who had already noticed what Gu Lin was going to do, his eyes were tearing apart, "There are 300 fucking people, you think you are a god!"

"Don't fucking mess around, I haven't had a drink with you yet!" Nie Yong's voice was trembling.

Gu Lin looked at him with dark eyes: "I never believed in God."

He said to Nie Yong: "I can't deal with 300 people. I can only kill as many people with arrows in their hands as possible. My life is in your hands. See the opportunity."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Lin, who was tied to a rope around his waist, suddenly rolled out of the trees that were blocking him, and made a big vertical leap to the trees in front of him.

The refugee army who spotted him immediately shot some arrows at him, and the pressure on Nie Yong's side suddenly decreased a little.

In the eyes of Nie Yong, Zhang Tie, Wang Jie and the others, they could only see Gu Lin with a rope tied around his waist jumping onto a thick tree trunk, and then wielding the huge broad knife in his hand that was extremely inconsistent with his thin body. It was so impenetrable that it came before the eyes of the refugee army.

The refugee army didn't expect that someone would kill them single-handedly, and was stunned for a second.

They were stunned, but the broad knife in Gu Lin's hand was not stunned. The broad knife stained with brown blood spots swept forward fiercely, as if a poisonous snake spit out a letter.

Those who were standing in the front row shooting arrows couldn't dodge in time, either their necks were cut or their arms and chests were bleeding profusely.

Seeing this, other people immediately surrounded him, and the dense crowd surrounded him, and they were about to drown him in an instant.

Nie Yong shouted: "Quickly pull the rope!"

A few points next to him immediately pulled the rope to this side, and Gu Lin, who was submerged by the refugee army, instantly broke away from the encirclement with this force, and landed two feet away from the refugee army.

This is also a chance for Gu Lin to catch his breath. He took a deep breath and rushed over in a few strides...

Except Nie Yong who was pulling the rope, the two Xiaoqi people who were originally crushed by the arrows had a chance to take out their bows and arrows, and shot them one by one.

There is no need to worry about the problem of shooting empty arrows. The refugee army shot at them several times just now, touching them everywhere.

The author has something to say:

Gu Shoufu: Jiaojiao, my hand hurts, it's so heavy.

Revenant under the knife: You still have to be shameless or shameless! ! !