The Three Kingdoms in the Ya Nei

Chapter 25: Bending the Bow and Shooting the Eagle (Part [-])

Dangerous and dangerous, at the last moment, Zabul, who landed in embarrassment, looked at the scene in front of him with pain on his face.
The edge of the river bank was now completely invisible.Among the turbid waves, mud, sand, rolling stones, and broken wood were mixed and rolled down.

Occasionally there were soldiers on the river who were trying their best to show their heads. Before they could take a breath, their mouths and noses spurted blood when they were hit by these deadly things, and then they floated downstream...

Nearly a thousand troops were all wiped out in an instant. [

Except for the 80 or [-] people led by Abal, who was lucky enough to get to the opposite bank first, there were only a hundred or ten people on his own side who had not yet entered the water.Among them, half of them are Na Helian's personal guards.

People on both sides of the river bank were all stunned looking at the rushing river in front of them, their faces were pale and frightened.

In the battle on the grassland, the soldiers are almost all relatives of the same tribe.Father and son, brothers, and even three generations of grandparents and grandchildren abound.After the initial shock, both sides of the river were filled with cries of calling for brothers and brothers, calling for fathers and ancestors.

The pitiful call was heart-piercing, and the banks of the Nagu River were immediately enveloped in a gloomy mist.

"How...how come...>

There was a questioning sound with chattering teeth, and Zabul turned his head to look in a daze, and it was Helian's fat face that caught his eyes.It's just that at this moment, that face is completely devoid of color, and there is only shock left in the usually fierce and sinister eyes... >

"Be counted..." Zabul replied awkwardly, enduring the disgust in his heart.It's just that before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, and his expression changed drastically, and he looked up the river.

There, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded.It was a sound familiar to every prairie man—the sound of galloping horses.

The moonlight was a bit dim, and when the shadows were faint, one could see light flickering there from time to time, which was refracted by the knight's scimitar.

"Get on the horse—! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

Zabul didn't bother to pay attention to Helian anymore, grabbed a soldier beside him, and shouted loudly to the soldiers who were still crying by the river.

As he shouted, there was a sudden chaos on the river bank.Some of the barbarians hadn't woken up from the blow just now, they just subconsciously crawled towards their horses.Some were irritable, cursing with bloodshot eyes.

For a moment, the sound of horses neighing and people shouting mixed together, and the chaos was like a vegetable market.

Zabul closed his eyes slightly, sighed involuntarily, turned his horse's head and walked back and forth.

At this moment, it can be clearly seen that there are as many as a hundred cavalry in the attacking cavalry.Although the number of people on my side is about the same, half of them are not under my control, but Helian's personal guards.

Those personal guards were the Khan's personal guards of Tanshihuai back then, and they were only responsible for the safety of the Khan, and the others would not care about life or death at all.Zabul knew that he couldn't command those people.

But the remaining half had no morale, and couldn't even make a neat formation.How can we fight in this situation?

Keep the green hills here, no need to worry about no firewood!As long as you escape this catastrophe, go back and summon the warriors again, and come back to avenge today.He Lian also suffered a heavy loss this time, and with his temperament of vengeance, he will definitely not let it go.When the time comes, huh?wrong!

He urged the horse to gallop away, but it was not far away. When he thought of He Lian, he suddenly realized that He Lian hadn't followed at all except for a few personal guards around him.When I turned my head to look, I saw that the attacking team had already entered the crowd. [

Helian's big flag was receding along the river at a slant.In the middle of the two rounds of strangulation, a young general in white clothes and a white horse held a long spear in his hand, and when he was dancing, it was like splashing soup and snow.The barbarians surrounded by them howled miserably before they could see who was coming, and fell out with a trail of blood.The white horse neighed like a dragon's chant, and when it was approaching, it was as if entering a land of no one, and it went straight to Helian.

Zabul gasped as he watched.A light flashed in his mind for an instant.This should be those Han Chinese!

When Abar came back that day, he talked about the fact that several Han people had gone to the Wumeng tribe, and that he was defeated by one of them.But according to Abar, it was because he was blinded by anger that he was assassinated.In Abar's heart, from the beginning to the end, he never looked down on Liu Zhang and others.

Zabul was well aware of his son's martial prowess, and secondly, there would occasionally be some Han businessmen on the grassland who came to trade, and they were all accompanied by guards and martial artists.Therefore, Liu Zhang and others, who disdain Abar's words, naturally ignored the past without being surprised.

But now seeing the bravery of the young general in white robe, he immediately realized that he had made a preconceived mistake.What kind of ordinary big Han businessman is this?I'm afraid it's hard to have such a powerful character even in the frontier army!From this, it can be seen that the leader is an ordinary person?

"Stupid! Stupid!"

Zabul cursed bitterly, not knowing whether he was scolding Abar or himself.With a livid face, he turned his horse's head, raised his scimitar, and rode his horse towards Helian.

He has already realized at this moment that the magic horse rejecting the horse, the magic horse moat that Wumeng put on, including the pile of arrows piled up, and the posture of defending, are all fake.

Just like dismantling the simple wooden bridge on the Nagu River, it was all to confuse him, make him relax his vigilance, and facilitate the illusion of their tricks.

No wonder I looked at the layout, there are Han people fighting against each other everywhere.In fact, it was the few Han people in his tribe who designed it all by themselves.

The Han people are cunning and treacherous. If I hadn't been misled by Abar, but if I had been more vigilant against those Han people, how could I have suffered such a disastrous defeat?

He rode his horse and galloped wildly, swinging his scimitar and chopping off a knight from the Wumeng tribe who was coming up. When the blood spattered all over his head and face, his heart felt as if it was about to explode.

It's a shame to lose this battle!It's just pouting and let others plan without any defense.

The scimitar flashed again, and with the speed of the galloping horse, it slashed across a person's throat like lightning again, and the person fell off the horse clutching his neck.

He is Zabul, even though he lost this war, he is still the Baduer who frightened countless people!When fighting against the charge, he is the god of death!