Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 431 Testing
So everything went in an orderly manner according to the arrangement.

Not long after, two hundred relatively strong Jurchen old men and strong women put on the two hundred pairs of iron armor left in the warehouse. The remaining old people and children who had no fighting ability were taken to the back mountain for temporary shelter.

A red firecracker exploded in the air. Not long after, dozens of rangers outside the village all joined the elite inside the village. Led by Wu Qimai, they rushed to a suitable ambush location that the enemy needed to pass through to retreat. .

As a result, the only young people in the village were Murong Fu and the injured Wu Yasu.

Wu Yashu also changed into a suit of iron armor. Although his body was not as tall as his younger brothers, he was still very strong. He was fully armed and even wore a face shield. He waved a heavy mace in his hand and rode on He was holding a bad horse, and his whole body exuded a sense of brutal killing. He led two hundred tribesmen on both sides of the village gate, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive. At this time, his previous hesitation and worry were swept away, and his firm eyes were like a ferocious wolf waiting for its prey. .

At this time, the gate of Wanyan's village was wide open and all the sentries were withdrawn. The huge village was silent. Even on the wall of the village that was usually heavily defended, there were only two figures. They were Murong Fu and the smiling Wanyan. Yingge.

Murong Fu looked at this little girl who was one or two years younger than Abi and felt a little helpless: "I told you to go to the back mountain, why did you still follow her?"

Yingge cut the fingers of her hands together and joked with a smile: "Young master is very skilled in martial arts, he will definitely be able to protect Yingge, right?"

Murong Fu smiled helplessly: "Maybe! Are everything ready?"

Yingge smiled and said, "It's been prepared a long time ago." She took out a palm-sized cloth bag and handed it to Murong Fu's hand. Murong Fu opened it and saw that it was full of pebbles the size of his index fingernail. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "Don't run around later, I'll perform a trick for you!"

Ying Ge said: "Okay? But can you reveal in advance what trick the young master is going to perform?"

Murong Fu took off the sword from his waist and handed it to Yingge: "I won't tell you yet, but hold this for me first."

About half an hour later, everything was ready. Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"

Yingge looked around blankly, only to see no one in the empty valley in front of him. Where was there any movement? However, after a cup of tea, the scene in front of her made her beauty pale.

A black line appeared in the sky, slowly advancing towards Wanyanbu Dazhai, as if heavy rain was coming and dark clouds were rolling in the sky. As I got closer, I saw clearly that the black line was a "dark cloud" composed of rows of human walls.

Murong Fu swept over at will. The Jurchens opposite were divided into three teams, holding three different flags. It seemed that they were from three different tribes.

At this time, the three teams were basically standing around their respective flags in a noisy manner. There was no team at all, let alone any formation. Most of them don't have iron armor and just wear clothes made of animal skins. But everyone was carrying bows and arrows, and the fierce and ruthless aura they carried was much stronger than the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom and the Song Dynasty.

Seeing so many enemies, Yingge's little face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't help but grab Murong Fu's lapel.

Murong Fu looked at the chaotic group of Jurchen warriors in front of him and shook his head slightly. The idea that "the Jurchens are invincible if there are not even ten thousand Jurchens" seems to be a bit of an exaggeration at the moment. Murong Fu smiled and comforted Yingge and said, "Little sister, watch out, I guarantee you have never seen the next trick before!"

At this time, the three teams were about 120 steps away from the stockade, which was almost the effective distance of bows and arrows. The three groups of people stopped in front of the village gate. Facing the silent village and the wide open gate, these people hesitated for a moment.

Three horses came out carrying three people. These three people were also the few people riding horses among the three teams.

A short old man in the middle looked at the wide open gate of the village with hesitation on his face, and calmly pulled the reins. A middle-aged man on the left who looked about forty or fifty years old saw the old man hesitate and asked in confusion: "Yi Shilie, why did you stop?"

The old man known as Yi Shilie hesitated for a moment and said: "Shi Hu, don't you think it's strange? Even if most of the strong men in the Wanyan tribe are not here, there should still be some people left to guard the house. Let alone the guards now. There was no one around, except for a man and a woman at the gate of the village, not even a dog could be heard barking in the village, and even the gate of the village was open. "

The middle-aged man Shi Hu said: "What's weird about this? Maybe they heard that we were about to attack and knew they couldn't resist, so they simply ran away without even having time to close the door? If we go in now, we can definitely kill them. All the food he had time to take away was kept for himself. I heard that Wanyan Department has collected a lot of iron, gold and silver over the years." A thin young man on the right chuckled: "You guys. Look at the little Ni'er on the wall. Is she not the sister of this guy Wu Yashu? I've long heard that this guy has a pretty sister. It's a pity that I haven't had the chance to see her in person. It really makes my bones go numb. Go in and grab everything else first. No one of you is allowed to snatch this little girl from me."

The middle-aged and young people looked at each other, gave each other a knowing look, and then laughed.

The old man Yi Shilie turned pale with anger at the indifferent look of these two bastards, and cursed angrily: "Have you never thought about how many of us would be able to go back today if there were ambushes inside? Wanyanbu has been doing this all these years. It has been developing rapidly. Who knows if there are some hidden methods that we don’t know about?”

After all, Shi Hu was older and experienced than the young people. After listening to Yi Shi Lie's words, he calmed down a little. The young man snorted coldly: "Old man, if you are afraid, just go back by yourself. I will lead others to rush in. I am not like some people who live like rabbits in the mountains as soon as they are old."

Hearing the ridicule in the young man's words, Yishi Lie was furious: "Boy, are you provoking our Yishi Lie tribe?"

Seeing that a dispute was about to break out, and chaos was about to break out on his side before the fight started, Shi Hu quickly intervened: "Okay, Yi Shi Lie. So many of us are not here to quarrel and make the enemy laugh. What the old man Yi Shilie said makes sense. What Wu Chun said is also right. I think we are already here anyway, why not let the boys shoot a few arrows upstairs?"

The young man was shocked when he heard this: "If I shoot this, my beauty will be destroyed? No, no, absolutely not!"

After hearing this, Yi Shilie was furious: "It's already this time, can there be something else in your mind?"

Not to be outdone, the young man immediately hit back: "You are an old guy whose body is half buried in the loess, how do you know the benefits of a beauty!"

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "I don't think the boys will take action yet, so I'll shoot that annoying guy on the village gate first. This way I won't hurt the beauty that Wuchun is attracted to, and I can test the other party's true and false. Is this good?"

Both the old man and the young man felt that Shi Hu's proposal was the most reasonable, and they all acquiesced. The young man even praised: "Brother Shi Hu is the best shooter in our Jurchen tribe. If he takes action, the pretty boy will definitely be shot through." . Just be careful not to hurt my beauty."

Shi Hu kept saying modestly, but in his heart he despised Wuchun. However, his movements were not slow at all. He took the bow and arrow and pulled it into a full moon.

This bow is a divine arm bow that he bought from the Song Dynasty at a huge price. It can shoot three hundred steps. Of course, it is extremely powerful, with the power of three stones. He has always treasured this bow and does not care about it at all. I'm willing to take it out and use it. At this time, he aimed at the young man on the tower, pulled a full moon, tensed his muscles, shouted softly, and flew towards the man with his bow and arrow.

However, the strange thing is that the arrow only flew a few dozen steps away, and was still far away from the young man on the tower before falling down like a bird with broken wings.

This scene was played out in front of everyone, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Wu Chun said with a smile: "Brother Shi Hu, is it because the bow is not suitable for use? Do you want to change it?"

Shi Hu smiled awkwardly: "The arm was not flexible enough just now. Let me try again." As he said that, he bent the bow and drew the arrow into a full moon. This time, he was even eating milk to protect his face. All his strength was used, and his rough face turned red from holding back, like a half-burned coal.

He shouted "Fight!" and released his fingers. The arrow left the string and made a crisp sound. However, the strange thing was that the arrow flew halfway and fell weakly again.

When this happens twice in a row, things become a little bit tricky.

Wu Chun smiled and said: "Brother Shi Hu, here." Yi Shi Lie looked at Shi Hu's red face and said to Shi Hu: "Please show me the bow." Shi Hu reluctantly handed it over Go over the bow. Yi Shilie tried his best but only managed to pull out a half-full bottle.

"It's strange, such a strong bow, it shouldn't be!"