Zhurou

Chapter 22 Letting go (addition to madoka1013)
Zhao Mingzhi looked back when he heard the sound, and was stunned when he saw the scene in the distance.

She has always known that the Jin army was defeated by Di Bing, and she also knew that once the two armies confront each other this time, most likely her side will lose.

But when she thought about it, the worst scene would be a defeated army, but it was not the scene in front of her eyes.

In the distance, Di soldiers raised their guns and rode their horses forward, looking at them in groups, their momentum was naturally menacing.

But after all, this is just dozens of people, and it cannot be crushed.

The people of Jin had a baggage cart as a barrier, and the wooden box behind the cart was built like a hill. Just now Zhao Mingzhi cut through the lock with his own hands, and saw that the wooden plank of the box was extremely thick, two inches in length, and ordinary arrows could not penetrate it at all, and it could be used as a barrier.

And there are bows and crossbows in the box, and there are hundreds of guards accompanying it, and the servants are also young and strong men.

It can be said that as long as the Xiang army and the militiamen are gathered together, and then the front and rear of the baggage trucks are connected to form a ring, and the people hide in it, it may not be impossible to kill some of these cavalry.

There were dozens of cavalry in front, and hundreds of pursuers in the rear. Under the attack from both sides, if there was still a chance to survive, it could only be that before the infantry arrived, they snatched the cavalry horses and moved forward.

However, facing the swarming Di soldiers, the first reaction of the escorting army was not to shrink the defensive circle in preparation for a counterattack, but to turn the reins and turn around and run wildly.

With the example of the cavalry, the remaining soldiers and militiamen ran away without any hesitation, like a boiling oil pan being poured into cold water.

Almost in an instant, more than a dozen mule carts were all abandoned. No one went to pick up the weapons in them, and no one went to snatch the mules that pulled the carts as leg strength.

There seems to be only one word left in everyone's mind, and that is "escape".

They can't think anymore, they only have panic and fear, so naturally they don't think about how to escape fast, how to really escape.

Such a scene is simply too flattering to use the four words "collapse in one battle".

Total shit and run away without a fight.

But how can a person with only two legs outrun a four-legged horse?Even if he could dodge for a while, how could he dodge the countless arrows shot from behind?

Seeing first the militiamen, then the soldiers fell to the ground one by one, and as for the cavalry, one by one fell on the horseback, Zhao Mingzhi felt as if her heart was tightly grasped by a big hand, which made her breathless, and she felt great grief. , but could only barely breathe, stabilized his mind, turned his head and shouted at the stunned soldiers: "Don't stop, run!"

The young soldiers who came back to their senses didn't need her to remind them again. They knew that the only word "death" was to be chased, and they only hated that the horses under their crotches didn't have four more legs. Everyone gritted their teeth and ran wildly.

It was okay at the beginning, everyone spared no effort on their feet, and the speed was naturally extremely fast.

But the previous day at the post station, he couldn't get a new horse, so he only rested for one night. Today, he started his journey early in the morning.

Zhao Mingzhi was surrounded by people, and insisted on his own strength. In the second half of the run, his eyes were staring, and he could hardly continue.

As she was running, she saw a cross-bar blocking the way ahead, she quickly jumped over with her horse, and just as soon as she landed, she suddenly felt a faint sound of wind behind her, and a muffled grunt from someone beside her, followed by a heavy object falling to the ground.

She turned her head subconsciously, the horses were still galloping forward, but there was nothing on the horses——

With just a blink of an eye, the guard following behind on the left disappeared.

Looking behind him again, he saw that one person fell on the side of the road. For some reason, there was no movement at all.

Zhao Mingzhi opened his mouth to call his name, but before he could speak, his direction changed as he moved forward, and the guard's blocked back was finally exposed.

There are at least five or six long arrows sticking out of its back.

Zhao Mingzhi's hands and feet felt cold, so he hurriedly leaned forward, leaned on the horse's back, leaned against the horse's neck and turned his head to the rear to warn: "Get down quickly, there is an enemy attack!!"

However, almost at the same moment as her voice came out, the sound of several sharp weapons piercing into the flesh came from beside her. After screaming, the two fell off their horses again.

At this moment, Zhao Mingzhi finally saw the situation behind him clearly.

Tens of zhang away, more than a dozen Diren cavalry were chasing after them.

They held bows in their hands, and they rode one by one on horses in rotation. They only wore half armor on their bodies. While running, someone staggered for a while, and aimed at the group of people in front of them with their bows.

This group of Di soldiers was very elite, even when they were running at top speed, their arrows were still very accurate. Several times, the arrows flew past Zhao Mingzhi's side, and once they even passed straight past Zhao Mingzhi's cheek.

The horses on both sides are evenly matched, and one side has to be distracted to avoid the arrows. One will fade away, and it won't take long for it to be overtaken.

Zhao Mingzhi felt panic in his heart, as if he had a sense of the end of the road.

But at this moment, a person beside him suddenly called out in a low voice: "Your Highness!"

In the icy cold wind, Zhao Mingzhi reluctantly followed the sound and turned his head.

It is the leader of the Imperial Army who guards him.

He didn't say much, but suddenly raised an arrow in his hand and shouted at Zhao Mingzhi: "Hold on firmly!"

Before the words were finished, the arrows in his hand suddenly thrust out forcefully, one by one, they stabbed heavily on the hindquarters of several fast horses under Zhao Mingzhi's command.

The horses were in pain, neighing and galloping forward.

The leader of the imperial guards tightened the reins, and shouted to his companions: "All listen to the order! Stop the horses! Shoot the arrows!!"

Zhao Mingzhi took seven or eight horses and dragged the first few boxes, only dared to look back.

In the twilight, the seven imperial guards got off their horses and stood scattered, all raising their hands and bowing.

And none of the few young Xiang soldiers who had just been pointed out did not dodge, but followed suit with all their strength to draw their bows.

Yushuang stood behind Zhao Mingzhi, reminding urgently: "Your Highness, don't turn back, run!"

But even so, it only lasted for a while.

Zhao Mingzhi was so exhausted from running that he was almost out of breath when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He looked down and saw an arrow passing through his shoulder, piercing straight through the right ear of the horse in front.

She no longer had any chances, so she pulled the horse short and turned back.

Sure enough, more than ten zhang away, two Diren cavalry were galloping towards them, each with five horses, shooting arrows forward while running.

At the time of life and death, Zhao Mingzhi calmed down instead.

Relying on her good eyesight, holding her breath, she carefully counted the number of arrows carried behind the back of the two soldiers, and led the way with Yushuang, and hurriedly said: "You and I should spread out and lead them to shoot arrows."

The other two were stunned for a moment before reacting. They dispersed, accelerated their speed, and changed positions left and right while running.

After trying this several times, the people behind were really fooled. In order to restrain their speed, they kept shooting arrows as they moved forward.

Zhao Mingzhi gradually slowed down his speed and moved lightly, counting the number of arrows that were shot, and when the last one was shot, he suddenly reined in his horse and stood still. Clearing the color of the other party's clothes, he hurriedly shouted: "Yushuang! Southwest, start!"

Yushuang heard the sound and led the horse to turn around, beat the horse back and made a sprint, then rushed towards the person who came.

The two Di soldiers who were chasing were chasing with all their strength, they didn't expect this group of people to turn back, because they were defenseless, they stagnated for a while.

The two sides rushed towards each other, and after a few breaths, they met face to face.

Yushuang threw out the rope dart that had been squeezed all the way in her hand, and stabbed at the face of the first person with all her strength.

The rope in her hand was ten feet long, and when she let go, it turned into a snake shadow, piercing straight into the opponent's right eye.

　This chapter is an update for Xiaotu, thank you He Shibi~
　　The update in the early morning will be a little later, and I will write it when I get up in the morning. In short, I will definitely finish writing this plot in these two days.

　　
　
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