Luo nine needles

Chapter 120 Outside the Gate

The horseshoes galloped, billowing dust and smoke, and another group of soldiers and horses rushed across the wilderness.

The leader jumped off without waiting for the horse to stop.

"Fourth brother!" he shouted, "Where's Chen Shi?"

Standing on the spot in a daze, Sizi Liang turned his head and looked at the person who came: "Old Six."

At this moment, Liang Liuzi was not as glamorous as when he was in the capital, his military robes were worn out, and the blood on the weapons was mottled with congealed blood.

Liang Liuzi looked at the blood oozing from Liang Sizi's shoulder, and cursed: "Chen Shi ran away?" After saying that, he turned and greeted the followers, "Chasing—"

The soldiers and guards coming from behind roared in unison, trampling their horses' hooves.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Liang Sizi shouted, and then looked at Liang Liuzi, "I told him to go."

Liang Liuzi stared: "What? You can't beat him, so you surrendered?" He rolled up his sleeves and drew out his long knife, "He hasn't fought me yet! If you want to go, you have to beat me!"

Liang Sizi reached out and snatched his knife away: "I told you what kind of madness happened, and I let him go."

Liang Liuzi looked distressed: "Fourth brother, if you let him go, there will really be no one here."

Liang Sizi said: "It's useless for him to be here alone. If he wants money, he has no money, if he wants things, he has nothing, and if he wants people, he has no one."

Liang Liuzi said anxiously: "Fifth brother and I really urged the Ministry of War to go to Beijing, and the Ministry of War also said that it will definitely report to us and approve the money and manpower for us as soon as possible."

ASAP
The fourth son of Liang looked at the sky, and then at the green grass on the ground. When the sixth son of Liang went to the capital to apply for an invitation, the grass on the ground gradually turned yellow, but now the yellow grass has turned green.

No money, no people, nothing sent.

"It should be soon." Liang Liuzi whispered.

Liang Sizi smiled at him and nodded, no matter how fast or slow, what can they do?Can only wait.

"Chen Shi said he's looking for someone." He said, "When he becomes the head and someone has money, he will come to help repair the city defense."

Is the head of the Mo sect?That really deserves a lot of attention. There are people who have money, otherwise King Jin would not have recruited them back then.

Thoughts flashed by, Liang Sizi and Liang Liuzi had complicated expressions.

The Momen, who was recruited by the King of Jin to plot rebellion, had been working for the Beihai Navy a long time ago. In this way, the court and the world suspected that they were colluding with the Momen, and they were not wrong.

"Chen Shi said that their Beitang is different from the head of the sect. They were pawns of the King of Jin before, and the head of the sect did it alone. Beitang disagrees." Liang Sizi said in a low voice, "He is going to fight for the head of the sect this time. Just to set things right."

Liang Liuzi glanced at him and muttered: "Fourth brother, do you trust him so much? What if he doesn't come back? He has become the head of the family and has money, but he still comes to our place to do hard work? Then he will be recognized by the government and arrested. What's wrong with him?"

Yes, why bother.

Liang Sizi held the knife in his hand, looked ahead and behind him.

"We do what we can, and what others do is their business," he said.

When Liang Liuzi wanted to say something, the horse's hooves sounded again behind him.

"Four generals—" the visitor shouted loudly, "urgent report—urgent report—the barren people appeared outside the entrance of Beizhai—"

Liang Liuzi's words turned into a roar: "These savages are here again!"

Liang Sizi has already got on his horse.

"Lao Liu, you lead your troops to help immediately." He shouted, "No matter what the price is, we must not let the barbarians break through the Beizhaikou!"

The six sons of Liang should have roared, turned on their horses, raised their long knives and called out to the soldiers and guards: "Follow me—"

Tender grass spreads across the wilderness, but it becomes rarer as you go north. The dry grass on the ground is thick, and the tender grass underground can't sprout its head until a few spring winds overturn it.

A group of dark people rode horses slowly across the wilderness. Although the movements were very slow, the dead grass was overturned by the passing of the horses' hooves.

They didn't have a uniform armor, and they wore animal skins and cloth clothes. They seemed to wear whatever they had, and they held different weapons, such as huge hammers, stone axes, and wooden forks made of tree trunks.

These are barbarian people wandering in the depths of the northern border. The reason why there is the word barren is because they are like uncivilized savages.

For savages, grasslands and deep forests are paradises that can provide survival, but this does not include winter and spring, when animals hibernate deeply, trees dormant without fruit, they lack clothing to avoid the cold, and food to satisfy their hunger , the instinct of beasts makes them look for opportunities to survive, they follow the warm wind from the south, and the delicious food smells.

But instinct will also make them seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

When they saw a faint pass in front of them, the barbarian soldiers walking in the front raised their hands to signal, and all the people and horses stopped.

Although there is a tempting smell of food coming from the direction of the pass, and although there is only a flat land covered with wild grass outside the pass, the wild warriors with rich hunting experience can sense the danger. At the same time, some people in the team shouted and waved their wooden forks , He is telling everyone that he has encountered danger here before, and there are ferocious traps hidden on the seemingly ordinary ground.

As a result, the team became restless. Some people wanted to retreat, but others disagreed.

The food is right in front of you, do you want to retreat because of danger?
Hunting in the mountains and forests is dangerous!
If you can't bring back food, how can you survive this spring?
In the end, the need for survival made everyone agree that we still have to give it a try. A group of the bravest soldiers were selected, holding up their weapons, and urging their horses to roar towards the checkpoint.

When more than a dozen horseshoes stepped on a piece of wild grass, a row of iron rods suddenly appeared on the ground, piercing the horseshoes and legs, the horses neighed and fell down, and the soldiers on the horses were thrown off——

This is nothing, without horses, soldiers can charge with their legs.

Halfway through the fall, the soldiers roared and adjusted their posture and raised their weapons, but they failed to land. Just as the iron rod pierced the horse's leg, there was another strange whistling from the ground, and pieces of wood The frame is wrapped with dry grass and turned upside down.

The tumbling soldier collided with the wooden frame the next moment, screaming, and the wooden frame was also covered with iron rods, accompanied by a huge ups and downs impact, instantly piercing the rolling soldier.

The majestic soldiers were nailed to the wooden frame like dead rats, and blood dripped down, staining the wooden frame and the ground red.

The barbarians in the rear let out sharp roars, with anger, grief, and unconcealable fear. Some horseshoes stomped back, but there were also crazy soldiers who rushed forward regardless of their care——

Some soldiers frantically beat the wooden frame on which their comrades were nailed to death. The simple-looking wooden frame was as hard as iron when it was nailed, and as soft as silk when it was pulled. It became longer, wider, and skewed as it was pulled, but it still couldn't be pulled apart. .

A soldier rushed over looking for another direction, and was pierced by the iron rod again. He dexterously controlled himself and fell forward, standing on the horse. Sure enough, there was no wooden frame in front of him, but when he landed on the ground cautiously and tentatively, Suddenly, a row of iron rods popped out from the ground, and the soldiers screamed and suffered the same fate as war horses.

After a few times, looking at the corpses of their companions in front of them like erecting a wall, the barbarian people's fear gradually expanded. They roared, but fewer and fewer people rushed forward, and many people began to retreat, their eyes extinguished. The desire to hunt.

In the face of such a protective trap, even if they rush through, how many people can survive?
Looking at the city wall of the pass ahead, there are faint soldiers standing, with bows and crossbows.

The few soldiers who rushed past will die under the crossbow again.

The ferocity of the Yihuang warriors can be equal to ten, but if they are equal to tens, they are completely dead.

The soldiers around the leader persuaded them to look for other places, telling that a certain tribe was buried under such a trap before. The place is not suitable for hunting.

The leader also wanted to retreat, but at this moment, several soldiers who were desperately shaking the wooden frame slammed, and one wooden frame was pulled out, and the soldiers and the wooden frame flew together. The iron fell and hit the soldier's head.

The soldier howled, but although it hurt, he didn't receive any other attacks.

At the same time, there were dense creaking sounds on the ground, and dense iron drills drilled out of the untouched ground in the distance, shining coldly in the sun.

This sudden scene made the noisy barbarian soldiers condense, and they all took a step back, but the iron rods on the ground were scary because they didn't know when and where they appeared. If they were seen in advance, they would not be so scary——

what happened?

The leader of Yihuang narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that the blessings of the gods sounded in his ears. He raised his hand and waved, and another group of soldiers came out. There is no iron brazing, and there is no wooden frame to bounce up from the ground, one step, two steps, three steps——

Standing on the rammed earth wall, Liang Liuzi slapped him hard, sending dust flying.

"Fucking bad again!" he cursed.

The old soldier next to him was full of vicissitudes, and said: "We also found it during our inspection. Several parts fell off. We also specially found a blacksmith to make new ones like this, and installed them. What?"

Why doesn't it work.

"Grandfather, those blacksmiths said, what, pull your hair, move your whole body, etc. If it is broken, it's not just that this place is broken, the whole thing may have to be repaired, and they can't do it." The deputy general next to him said, "You I still don't believe-"

The veteran spat: "How the hell do I know this? Believe it or not, isn't it impossible to repair?"

Liang Liuzi interrupted their dispute with a roar: "Stop talking nonsense, those grandchildren are here-"

Sure enough, after a few soldiers tried to see if there were no traps, more and more barbarian soldiers rushed over, getting closer and closer, raising dust and roaring like wild animals. Standing on the city wall, one could feel the ground trembling.

"Don't worry about those wood and iron rods, we are the most solid barrier!" Liang Liuzi roared, raising a heavy bow, "Kill me—"

Accompanied by the roar, he flew out with a crossbow and three arrows in his hand.

With his three arrows, arrows rained down on the city wall.

The barbarian soldiers and horses at the front fell and rolled again, and the horses were hit by arrows, and the people were pierced, but behind them, iron knives, stone axes, and sharpened spears also flew towards the city wall like rain.

Soldiers continued to fall on the city wall.

The sound of fighting was overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)