Chapter 577: Bright Moon Armor, the Queen Awakes
This was accompanied by the sound of trumpets and drums coming from Wuying Pass.
The four people around the campfire were all startled. After all, Hu Zi was older and had truly experienced the battlefield. Looking at the leaking water bag in front of him, his first reaction was: "Go back!"
With a low growl, Hu Zi immediately drew his knife, pulled Su Zhaoxin up, pushed Song Xiaowu away, and then growled at the three people: "Run!"
There is no reason for Wuying Pass to shoot arrows at its own people. If there is.
It can only be Tibetans!
Su Zhaoxin and the other two reacted immediately and drew their swords. Although Zhang Lu and Song Xiaowu had never been on the battlefield, they had some experience in battle logistics, so they calmed down immediately.
Zhang Lu raised his knife and blocked Su Zhaoxin and Song Xiaowu behind him, and told them to leave quickly.
But just when Zhang Lu came to Hu Zi.
The ground shook.
At this moment, the roar of the Tibetans when they charged into the battle reached the ears of Hu Zi and others.
Looking carefully, at least thousands of cavalrymen were rushing towards them from a distance.
"Brother! Left!" Zhang Lu's eyes were bright. His brother used to be a guard. After his brother died, the captain specially allowed his brother's equipment to be given to him, so there was a crossbow arrow on Zhang Lu's arm.
At the moment he shouted to Hu Zi, several sturdy Tibetans had already approached them.
And in other places, many Tibetan infantrymen had all moved elsewhere.
Zhang Lu immediately shot a crossbow arrow at the leader.
With a snap!
The man was shot directly in the eye.
But what accompanied it was also the roar of the Tibetan people.
Zhang Lu was delighted, but the next moment, his expression froze.
Because they saw a soldier wearing a red leather jacket appear in their field of vision and was staring at them.
"Run back, the faster the better!" Hu Zi clenched the knife in his hand. Even though there were only five Tibetans in front of him, the one in the red fur coat
He is an elite in the Tubo army!
Tubo is different from Daxia. In Tubo, promotion is based entirely on the number of people killed. The red leather jacket means that the person in front of you has killed at least a hundred people and is a centurion!
Although there were only four people in front of them at the moment, facing the Tibetan Centurion, all they could do was to delay him, because they could not defeat him. Hu Zi knew his own strengths and weaknesses very well, and there was no way he could be a match for the Centurion!
And looking at the totems on the fur coats of these people, they are Goba warriors. They cannot be considered the strongest existence in Tubo, but they can be considered one of them!
Hu Zi swallowed his saliva and tightened his knife. The Tibetans appeared here, which meant that all the people in the cavalry fence and the outposts were killed.
"Zhang Lu, didn't you hear me?" Noticing that Zhang Lu didn't move and was obviously going to stay here, Hu Zi immediately shouted, "Bring them back safely, alive!"
Zhang Lu heard this and looked back at Su Zhaoxin and Song Xiaowu who had drawn their swords. After a pause, he looked at Hu Zi.
But at this time.
Among those Tibetans who were grinning at the four kids, someone was chattering incoherently and was already rushing towards Hu Zi with a scimitar in his hand.
Hu Zi didn't care about these things. He rushed forward while holding the standard summer sword tightly in both hands.
Just as Tiger rushed forward.
Not far from them, other people's battle had already begun.
Under the moonlight, the Tibetans' long-planned siege began.
The battle on the battlefield is not like the fighting moves of the people in the martial arts world, because on the battlefield it is not a fight, but a thorough fight, just kill the opponent by any means necessary!
So at the moment when the Tibetan rushed in front of him, Hu Zi saw the Tibetan warrior slashing at him with a knife.
As Hu Zi squatted down quickly, the dagger hidden in his sleeve appeared and stabbed directly into the man's abdomen.
"Ah!" A scream came out from the Tibetan man's mouth.
Hu Zi did not hesitate at all, and stabbed the Xia knife in his other hand directly into the Tibetan man's neck.
I don't know what the Tibetan centurion said, but he must have been angry. After all, there is a rule in Tibet that warriors cannot use dirty tricks in one-on-one combat.
When he saw the sneak attack, he was naturally angry.
After saying something to Hu Zi, several other Tubo warriors immediately rushed towards Hu Zi.
Hu Zi was not afraid at all. After drawing his Xia sword, he immediately rushed towards a thin Tibetan man.
From the moment I saw my parents' heads being thrown into the pass by the Tibetans, looking at them on the ground, and picking them up, it all started.
Hu Zi, who was only fifteen years old at the time, knew that he must kill Tibetans. It didn't matter how many he killed, but he had to keep killing.
kill!
Hu Zi growled and slashed at the Tibetan man with his knife.
clang!
The Tibetan man looked at Hu Zi with a grim smile and easily blocked the knife. Hu Zi felt his hand numb. After all, he was just a child and didn't have that much strength.
The Tibetan man raised his other hand and grabbed Hu Zi.
Seeing this, Hu Zi's blades rubbed against each other, which meant that Hu Zi wanted to draw his sword.
The Tibetan man saw the blade in his hand and suddenly exerted force. With a snap, the blade was pressed directly on Hu Zi's shoulder. Although there was armor, it was not iron armor but just ordinary leather armor. As the Tibetan man pressed down hard and chopped down slowly, blood appeared on Hu Zi's shoulder.
The Tibetan noticed that Hu Zi was struggling, and his face became even more excited, but he held the knife with both hands and exerted even more force.
And just behind Hu Zi, another Tibetan appeared, and he raised his knife to cut off Hu Zi's head.
On the other side, Zhang Lu had already confronted another Tibetan.
Zhang Lu growled and chopped at the Tibetan man with his sword, but the Tibetan man swung his sword and directly knocked Zhang Lu's blade off, and then grabbed Zhang Lu's head.
Zhang Lu cried out in pain.
"ah!!!"
At this moment, two voices sounded.
The Tibetan man looked up at the two little kids who came to him, smiled contemptuously, and loosened his hand around Zhang Lu slightly, but did not let Zhang Lu go. He chopped at the two little kids with the knife in his other hand.
They are just three Han kids. It's a good opportunity to get credit for killing them. Who told you to wear Han soldiers' clothes?
At this time, Zhang Lu raised his arm.
Bang!
There were three arrows in the crossbow on his arm, and the second one shot directly into the Tibetan man's abdomen.
The Tibetan man growled and turned to look at Zhang Lu. At the same time, Song Xiaowu and Su Zhaoxin had already arrived beside him.
The two men thrust their knives into the Tibetan's abdomen.
The moment he drew his sword, the Tibetan's pupils contracted, and as he let go of Zhang Lu, he fell backwards.
Zhang Lu fell to the ground, without time to care about anything, and picked up his knife on the ground.
Standing in front of Song Xiaowu and Su Zhaoxin.
This was the first time for Song Xiaowu and Su Zhaoxin to kill someone. Even though they had undergone countless fighting training sessions, this was the first time they had ever killed someone, and both of them were a little frightened.
Zhang Lu looked at the two men and understood their feelings. After all, he felt the same way when he killed the first person. So he immediately growled, "The third brother, take the fourth brother and run quickly. I can't leave Brother Hu behind."
When it comes to here.
Su Zhaoxin saw the Tibetan centurion behind Zhang Lu raising his knife and rushing over: "Second brother, behind me!"
Zhang Lu was stunned. He turned around and saw the Tibetan centurion rushing towards them with a knife in his hand, ready to chop them down.
Su Zhaoxin's body was shaking because he had just killed someone. It was not because of fear but instinct. Seeing the unavoidable knife coming, he pushed Zhang Lu to the other side.
Bang!
Just as he rushed out, the centurion swung his sword with great force and ferocious power, directly hitting the ground.
No one knew what the centurion was saying. After speaking a few words in Tibetan, he turned around and was about to chop down Su Zhaoxin and Zhang Lu who were lying on the ground.
Although Song Xiaowu was gasping for breath and was actually really scared, he did not hesitate at all when he saw this scene, and he took the knife and slashed at the centurion.
The centurion noticed that his other hand clenched into a fist and swung towards Song Xiaowu.
Those who can become Tibetan centurions are all brave and good at fighting. Needless to say, their strength is great.
Song Xiaowu wanted to dodge the punch, but when she was about to move her body, the punch had already hit her shoulder. It was fortunate that she dodged, otherwise the punch would have hit her head directly.
But even so, Song Xiaowu, who looked particularly petite compared to the huge and strong Tibetan centurion, was still blown away.
But at this moment, a knife stabbed into the centurion's abdomen.
It was Hu Zi, covered in blood.
only
The centurion was wearing armor, and it was already a stretch for Hu Zi to kill three Tibetan warriors alone, so the knife did not penetrate deeply.
The centurion looked back at Hu Zi.
Hu Zi gritted his teeth, his mouth and head were covered in blood, and even his shoulders were covered in blood. You can imagine what he had just gone through when he fought two people alone.
One person killed three Goba warriors. This is why Hu Zi was favored by Su Zifan and Hong Shiyi, because normal soldiers cannot do such a thing!
Hu Zi growled, "Take Lao San and run away!"
Roaring, Hu Zi tried his best to penetrate deeper.
But at this time, the centurion had already grabbed Hu Zi's injured shoulder and was holding on hard.
A heart-wrenching scream came out of Hu Zi's mouth, but it was just a roar. Hu Zi's veins bulged and he tried to stop himself from shouting.
Bang!
At the same time, the centurion threw Hu Zi out.
Then without any hesitation, he turned around and kicked out at the same time.
It was Zhang Lu and Su Zhaoxin who had just climbed up and rushed towards the centurion with knives.
But the centurion's kick not only knocked the two men to the ground, but he also swung the knife in his hand to chop them directly.
whoosh!
But at this time.
A dagger was inserted into the centurion's arm, and then Hu Zi was seen rushing towards the centurion covered in blood.
Anger already appeared on the centurion's face. He ignored the dagger on his arm and, finding the right moment, took a step forward and chopped at Hu Zi with the knife.
The centurion who stood out among the Goba warriors swung his sword with such force and power that even a martial artist would have to think twice.
So this knife went down.
Blood splattered
But Hu Zi's entire arm was chopped off.
Hu Zi's expression froze, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.
The centurion had already raised his second knife, ready to chop off Hu Zi's head.
"ah!"
Su Zhaoxin climbed up from the ground and stabbed the centurion in the abdomen with a knife. As the centurion spit out blood, the knife that was originally intended to chop at Hu Zi turned around and chopped at Su Zhaoxin!
But at the moment when the knife was chopped down!
Zhang Lu lifted up the centurion's arm with all his strength and hugged it, then took his short knife and stabbed it into the centurion's shoulder.
The knife that was aimed at Su Zhaoxin went astray.
But even so.
The blade still slashed across Su Zhaoxin's face, leaving a hideous wound from his right eye to his left cheek, and blood instantly dyed Su Zhaoxin's face red.
The blood even went into Su Zhaoxin's eyes.
The centurion became even more furious and grabbed Zhang Lu's neck with one hand. He then smashed Zhang Lu's abdomen with the handle of his knife in his other hand. Not only did he throw Zhang Lu down, he also planned to kick Zhang Lu.
But just as he was about to step down, a knife pierced the centurion's abdomen.
The centurion roared in pain and looked down.
It was Song Xiaowu, with blood at the corners of his mouth and blood flowing from his head.
Bang!
The centurion stepped down and hit Zhang Lu's leg directly. The cracking sound was particularly crisp and Zhang Lu screamed.
At the same time, the centurion grabbed Song Xiaowu's neck with one hand.
Song Xiaowu grabbed the centurion's hands with both hands, and his face turned red in an instant.
"Let my sister go!!"
Hu Zi looked like a bloody man, his body was trembling, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards the centurion with a knife in his remaining arm.
but.
After all, he is just an ordinary person, with no martial arts and nothing. The reason why he has been able to hold on until now is because of his physical condition honed by the hatred he has been carrying on for a long time.
Bang!
The centurion picked up the blade in his other hand and looked at Hu Zi, then he pierced Song Xiaowu completely with the blade. He then pulled out the blade, and Song Xiaowu fell to the ground.
Bang!
Song Xiaowu spat out blood from his mouth and looked at Hu Zi who was rushing towards him. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
The centurion easily dodged Hu Zi's weak knife, stabbed the knife into Hu Zi's body, and used his strength to lift Hu Zi up, roaring as if showing off the trophy.
At this time, Su Zhaoxin could finally see clearly, but his face was covered in blood, especially the wound on his face, which was extremely hideous and terrifying. Even his nose seemed to be drooping.
But Su Zhaoxincai could see clearly and saw Brother Huzi being lifted up, covered in blood.
When he looked down, he saw Song Xiaowu lying motionless on the ground.
He also saw Zhang Lu looking at him with red eyes.
"Run. Run." Zhang Lu looked at Su Zhaoxin and his voice became hoarse. "Run!!"
Su Zhaoxin was gasping for breath, his face was in pain, a heart-wrenching pain.
escape.
right.
escape!
I have to escape.
As Su Zhaoxin thought of this, tears flowed from his eyes. The tears fell on the wound, making him feel even more painful!
You have to escape!
He was thinking about escaping, but Su Zhaoxin rushed towards the centurion with a knife.
Because we can’t escape, we have to save Brother Huzi!
Zhang Lu spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He just knew it was very painful and he couldn't move at all, especially in his abdomen.
But when he saw Su Zhaoxin rushing towards the centurion, Zhang Lu cursed him as an idiot, gritted his teeth, endured the heart-wrenching pain, stood up slightly, and raised the arm with the crossbow.
"Hmm?" The centurion noticed Su Zhaoxin rushing towards him, and the corner of his mouth rose.
Bang.
He threw the body of Hu Zi on the knife aside, and then looked at Su Zhaoxin.
But when Su Zhaoxin came to him.
The centurion was stunned because he saw the Han kid who had just been on the ground shooting a crossbow arrow at him.
Swish!
The crossbow arrow shot accurately into the centurion's eye!
Seeing the shot hit the target, a smile appeared on Zhang Lu’s face.
"Zhang Lu, why do you keep practicing shooting people in the eyes? Isn't it better to shoot them in the heart directly?"
When Zhang Lu was practicing archery, someone asked him this question.
Zhang Lu just smiled and didn't answer.
Because he wanted to tell people that his brother was shot in the eye by a Tibetan and then killed, and that every Tibetan he wanted to kill must be shot in the eye before being killed.
In fact, it is unnecessary.
But Zhang Lu let it go in his heart, because he could not forget the moment he saw his brother's body and saw that his brother was missing an eye.
Zhang Lu's arrow caused pain to the centurion among the Tubo Goba warriors, but it also allowed Su Zhaoxin to stab him in the abdomen!
And that’s not all!
His mind was blank, and Su Zhaoxin only knew that he was in great pain. As soon as he inserted the knife, he pulled it out immediately, and then he inserted another knife.
Repeat this process.
Even though the centurion had already fallen, Su Zhaoxin continued to roar and stab him with his sword.
Zhang Lu looked at this scene with a smile on his face. Well done. Lao Si can't go back to Luoan.
Slowly, Zhang Lu's vision became dimmer and dimmer.
He recalled the letter he had written not long ago to his mother and sisters in the capital, in which he said that he had just made the acquaintance of a younger brother, who was also from the capital, and that when he returned, the two families could get to know each other, so that their family would have someone in the capital and someone would visit them during the holidays.
But it seems.
I can't do it.
The view became completely dark.
Su Zhaoxin continued to roar and stabbed the motionless Centurion in the abdomen.
Song Xiaowu naturally also saw this scene, but Song Xiaowu's vision gradually dimmed. He smiled at Su Zhaoxin who was fine, and then looked at Hu Zi who was lying on the ground completely unable to move.
'You must marry into the Wu family!'
"If you insist on forcing me, I will die in front of you!"
"Even if I die, I'll marry someone and die in the Wu family!"
So Song Xiaowu ran away, cut his hair short, and fled to the border, helpless and homeless. That day, Huzi came to him while he was hiding from the rain under the eaves, and handed him a steamed bun with a smile.
Then
He followed Hu Zi and joined the logistics camp of child soldiers, but was laughed at by many people for dressing as a man. However, Hu Zi always stood in front of him.
She likes him.
Song Xiaowu moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Slowly, he became completely unable to move.
At this time.
Su Zhaoxin, whose face was covered with tears, or it was hard to tell whether it was blood or tears, finally stopped, but without stopping he turned around and ran to Hu Zi, looking at Hu Zi motionlessly.
Su Zhaoxin's body was shaking more and more violently, and his blood-stained eyes revealed despair.
"My name is Li Hu. From now on, you will be a member of my team. I will train you."
"Fuck him, no matter how rubbish Hong Xin is, he is my Li Hu's man, get out of here! Only I can scold him!"
"Xin'er, it's okay. You're still young, let's practice slowly."
"Come on, I spent a fortune today to buy you a leg of lamb to celebrate. You have finally become a pawn of Wuying Pass. You should celebrate!"
Su Zhaoxin took the arm and wanted to put it on Li Hu's shoulder, and shook Li Hu's body. Tears and blood mixed together and flowed down his face.
My body was shaking more and more.
But when he turned around and saw Song Xiaowu, Su Zhaoxin came to Song Xiaowu after putting Li Hu down, and tried to shake her, but seeing that Song Xiaowu was motionless, he said, "Don't die, sister."
When Su Zhaoxin spoke, his teeth began to tremble and his throat was choked with sobs.
"Xin'er, it's okay if you can't win the fight, just let Zhang Lu get beaten up, you know, he's thick-skinned!"
'Hey, you'll know what to call me from now on. Eat quickly. You're so fat, you must not be full. These are for you.'
Su Zhaoxin's lips trembled, "Don't"
Thinking of this, Su Zhaoxin looked at Zhang Lu over there, and crawled to Zhang Lu's side, looking at Zhang Lu
Su Zhaoxin was unable to speak and could only make strange noises. This only happened when he was in extreme despair and pain. The blood on his face could not be stopped at all.
'Xin'er, do you have many relatives in Beijing? It just so happens that I don't have many relatives either. My father passed away early, and the uncles at home took over my family. My mother brought us to Beijing. After we go back, we brothers will recognize each other. This way, we can visit relatives during festivals. We agreed on it, don't cheat!'
"Fourth Brother, I have some savings. When we return to the capital, let's go to the Flower Street to get a baby's egg. I'm a little scared to go alone. Don't worry, I'll treat you!"
Kneeling beside Zhang Lu's body, Su Zhaoxin looked at Zhang Lu with a painful expression.
He turned around and looked at Li Hu and Song Xiaowu.
"ah!!!"
Unable to hold back any longer, he roared to the sky, and seemed to be in utter despair, crying bitterly.
At this time.
Many Tibetans have come here and are looking at this scene, all looking towards Su Zhaoxin.
But then.
A woman fell from the sky, it was Red Eleven covered in blood.
…
The mountain light suddenly faded and the moonlight gradually rose.
The world lights a lantern in the sky.
Just as Jiangnan was on his way towards Luo An, Su Changan suddenly woke up, frowned, endured the pain and forced himself to sit up, frowning involuntarily because he was uneasy.
(End of this chapter)
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