Nightfall Chapter 9: Guards with a rock heart
Chapter 9 Guards with a Rock-like Heart()
A muffled sound!
It's like a sharp metal thorn plunged into dozens of stacked wet papers, and the feather arrow shot into the chest of a guard next to a luxurious carriage. This man with a beard but still young She fell over her bleeding chest.
At the moment Ning Que called out an enemy attack, the well-trained princess guard responded quickly. This guard bravely jumped onto the shaft and blocked the window of His Highness's carriage. He didn't know where the arrow would be shot. He only knew that His Highness in the car must be the enemy's first target, and he would never let His Highness live. Under the slightest threat.
This brave guard made a right bet, and the price was his own young life.
"Enemy Attack!"
"Protect Your Highness!"
"Stand up shield!"
The guards roared in anger and shock.
Countless arrows shot out from the depths of the dense forest like a torrential rain, whizzing, and instantly lining the whistling wind disappeared without a trace, looking extremely terrifying.
Ning Que, who was still some distance away from the round car formation, fell down for the first time. While falling down, he didn't forget to throw Sangsang and the servant girl who ran out of the tent with him.
He fell heavily in the woods, because the ground was cushioned with hundreds of thousands of years of rotting pine leaves on Beishan Road, and he didn't feel any pain. His face was against the cool leaves, listening to the dense arrows breaking in front. The empty sound, listening to the occasional sound of arrows passing over his head, silently calculated the number of archers and the amount of arrows used by the opponent.
The guards around the North Mountain Crossing were full of angry and anxious shouts and shouts of arming commands, as well as extremely heavy shields. The large shields formed by the carriage plates were inserted into the edge of the cowl by the guards. To a great effect.
Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh!
Feather arrows plunged into the simple wooden shield, making a dull clash like a war drum, but it was denser and more terrifying than the craziest war drum. From time to time, arrows hit the guard along the gap in the simple wooden shield, causing a sound Muffled, and those horses that were unfortunately hit by arrows were not as strong and strong as imperial men, falling to the ground in pain and screaming.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air, the sound of arrows in the wooden shield, the groaning of people, the screaming of horses, all kinds of sounds mixed together, turning the camp that was covered by the warm twilight of singing and laughing into a piece of Shura hell.
Shoo!
A feather arrow slammed into the mud less than half a foot in front of Ning Que. The splashed earth and gravel hit his face, instantly showing a red mark, but his facial expression remained unchanged, quiet. Creeping on the needles of the rotten leaf pine, his gaze penetrated the gap between the leaves, over the arrow shaft, and looked at the north mountain road facing south in the distance.
The opponent did not choose to launch an ambush in the dense forests of Beishan Road, nor did he choose a night attack. Instead, he chose to do it in the evening when the convoy had just arrived at the North Mountain Crossing. Even though Ning Que had a natural instinct for danger since he was a child, Still did not think of this.
Evening is the time when people are the easiest to relax and their preparedness is the weakest, and the convoy has to meet with the response troops of Gushan County. It is inevitable that they will relax. These enemies must take advantage of this.
Variously, I saw that many densely packed figures had appeared in the dense forests on both sides of Beishan Road. Based on the previous calculation of the arrow density and the line of sight at this time, he roughly judged that the number of enemies was about 60.
After all, it is in the territory of the Tang Dynasty. The other party wants to assassinate the four most beloved princesses of the emperor. Whether it is for confidentiality before or after the event, the other party cannot use a real large force, and can only choose the most loyal. The dead man.
Since it is a dead soldier, the number of people is naturally not too large, but Ning Que knows very well that fighting on the battlefield is never in any way the more the number, the more powerful it is. On the contrary, a group of people who are not afraid of death. The team of soldiers is the most difficult to deal with.
The great empire arranged for such a shocking assassination. In addition to using dead men, they might even invite practitioners to take action. Thinking of seeing the battle between those strong on the battlefield today, Ning Que was inexplicably born. A certain kind of excitement, and immediately felt unprecedented fear.
"What a shame." He murmured, turning his head and glanced at the maid beside him, and found that apart from a panic in her eyes at the beginning, the little lady quickly calmed down and calmed down. Buzhu silently applauded in his heart.
The enemies in the dense forests on both sides have poured out. The men in the gray Tang Jun uniforms did not face masks. They wielded standard steel knives in their hands and rushed forward like a pack of wolves. Since they did not hide their identity, it was obvious. One party must be slaughtered.
The fierce barbarians around the convoy are horse thieves conquered by Her Royal Highness on the grassland. They were already aroused by the previous arrow rain. Some people erected their short bows and started shooting quickly, while others yelled and pulled out. The scimitar coming out of the waist greeted him.
The Beishan crossing suddenly sounded a fierce knife-blade collision. In the muffled roar, someone from both sides fell from time to time. The blade stabbed into the chest and abdomen. Red leaves are already wet and red.
The battle entered the most tragic stage from the very beginning, but no one retreated, no one turned and fled. In addition to martial arts and killing skills, the competition was more of a fierce fighting spirit that dared to bleed.
The prairie barbarians who are loyal to the princess have superb arrow skills, brave but not panic, and instantly suppress the enemy's attack. From time to time in the dense forest, the shadows fall down, and the barbarians scream back and gradually control They lived in the woodland around the car formation, and although they were brave and cautious, they did not blindly expand their positions.
No matter from which point of view, the tactical choices of these prairie barbarians are very correct, at least in Ning Que’s view, so he is very puzzled, why the expression of the maid beside him has become more and more serious and gloomy. Seems to be worried about something.
These brave grassland barbarians have never experienced the terrible battle of the Central Plains after all. She was worried about this, and she gritted her teeth and prepared to stand up.
Ning Que wouldn't let her expose her figure, thus putting herself and Sangsang in a terrible situation. He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed her leg, causing her to fall again.
"What are you going to do!"
The maid stared into his eyes angrily, and her right hand was slowly stretched out to her waist.
Ning Que looked at the battlefield intently, ignoring her questioning at all. When he noticed the scene of the car front and thought of some possibility, he couldn't help feeling slightly cold.
The fighting at the North Mountain Crossing was tragic, while the car array was strangely quiet. The dozen or so of Tang's elite guards who were married to the grassland were half kneeling like a dozen stone sculptures. Around the carriage.
In front of a carriage, the gentle old man in an old robe is sitting with his eyes closed, facing the darkening deep forest under the protection of layers of guards.
Ning Que licked his numb lips nervously and stretched out his hand to Sangsang. There was a lot of sweat in his palms, which was wet.
Sangsang glanced at him, passed the bow and arrow in his hand, and then slowly and silently unzipped the black umbrella behind him, and placed it quietly on the fallen leaves beside him.
The fighting is still going on. There is a car formation between the three people and the tragic battlefield. Depending on the situation, the battle between the grassland barbarians and the dead men will not spread here in a short time, but I don’t know why, Ning Que feels The sweat between the palm of the palm and the bow tie gradually dried up to unprecedented tension.
The dozen or so guards who were kneeling on the ground like stone carvings beside the carriage looked coldly at the depths of the dense forest. Their dark faces were full of determination and calm, although they were vigilant but fearless.
These more than a dozen Datang guards were born in the Changan Yulin Army. They were specially selected to enter the grassland as the dowry of the four princesses. They are the most elite members of the military, but their performance in the battle outside the Beishan Crossing today Somewhat strange.
When the rain of arrows struck from the depths of the gloomy forest, they quickly formed a circular defensive formation, silently avoiding behind the shield, and they remained motionless in this posture when the enemy slain came in blood. Disregarding the tragic fighting that happened all around.
From time to time, prairie barbarians of the same camp succumbed to their eyes, and from time to time, inanimate bodies slammed into the car array and made a dull crash. They did not even blink their eyelashes. They always stared indifferently into the deep forest. And everyone is like a rock of steel.
The guards knelt on one knee on top of the fallen leaves. They were wearing cotton jerseys. The corners of the cotton jerseys were faintly visible. They stretched their right hand to the back and held the diagonally upward knife handle, looking forward indifferently. Surrounded the two carriages behind him.
One carriage was gorgeous and silent, and in front of the other carriage, the only old gentleman in the team sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, very relaxed, with a sword on his knees. The scabbard was ragged and old, just like the old man's robe.
The guards guarded around the old man with expressionless faces, as if they couldn't see the fighting around, couldn't hear the shouts, and occasionally, when the enemy was about to rush into their defense circle, a guard would rise up. , Dedicated to kill.
Because they are outnumbered, the single guards often quickly fall into a **** battle, but even so, the rest of the guards remain unmoved, even without blinking their eyelashes, and still refuse to leave the old man. step.
Ning Que didn't know why the guards were doing this, or what was hidden in the gloomy leaves that the guards watched vigilantly, but he knew that there must be a great horror.
Vaguely guessed what was going to happen, the gorgeous and cold new world opened the curtain and the reality that was about to come, made his emotions extremely tense, his scalp was a little numb, and his middle and upper fingers kept silently rubbing the bowstring. After a while, his breathing became miraculously slow, and the expression on his face was even more calm and composed than before.
Waiting for the unknown danger and fear, the atmosphere in the field has become extremely depressive, and the fierce fighting around the car array and the sound of knife-blade collisions seem to disappear.
At a critical moment of intense tension, the gorgeous carriage window was squeaked open, and a beautiful young woman poked her head out, her hair in her bun dropped slightly, and her face slightly worried.
Without waiting for her to say anything, the cold-faced guard leader next to the carriage whispered a word, please be careful, and quickly reached out to close the window and blocked her back. Although his expression was respectful, it might be because the situation was tense. Somewhat rude.