Chapter 416

The rebel team walked up the hillside. When Lianyun stronghold became clear, the rebel deputy general was deeply worried. The cry of killing he had heard before was gone. He could vaguely see the bodies lying on the ground at the gate of the stronghold.

"Avenge general Cui!"

When the deputy general saw the soldiers on the wooden wall of Lianyun stronghold, he immediately shouted. At this time, he didn't realize that he had fallen into a conspiracy. Chen Xiaoru's lie is excellent. He told the rebel deputy general that Cui Niuer was seen to be fighting outside the stronghold, not already killed. If he says Cui Niuer is dead, the rebel deputy general may not continue to rush forward with people.

Maybe Chen Bing will not move and send someone to find out before moving.

At this time, the rebels arrived outside Lianyun stronghold. It was already late.

They have fallen into the pit, and the enemy is waiting for them to bury them with shovel.

"Break Lianyun stronghold!"

The rebel deputy general yelled loudly and then pointed forward the horizontal knife in his hand.

The rebel archers immediately moved forward, lined up 70 or 80 steps away and poured their arrows on the wooden wall. Most of them are holding bamboo bows with limited strength. Although they can send feather arrows out about a hundred steps, they have no lethality. If you want to kill someone, you must shoot an arrow within seventy steps.

The two stone hard bows in the hands of the soldiers above the wooden wall can kill people 120 steps away.

Many rebel archers were turned over by feather arrows when they rushed forward. Fang Xie's personal soldiers are the elite of Shanzi camp. Although there are only 70 or 80 people on the wall of Lianyun stronghold, their killing is accurate and almost no feather arrow is wasted.

Fang Xie's hand is a hard bow with three and a half stones, which is the strongest bow that can be found in the army.

He drew a broken armour cone from the arrow pot and raised the hard bow slightly.

The rebel deputy general is at least 120 steps away from the wooden wall of Lianyun stronghold, which is the area considered safe by the deputy general. In fact, this distance is really safe enough. Since he joined the army, he has not seen anyone who can accurately shoot a target 120 steps away. He had never seen a man who could pull three stones and a half bows. Although it was said that general Yin Po Shan could do it, he was always skeptical.

Among the rebels, even those well-known generals have no such strength.

The sharp arrow cluster of armor piercing cone pointed at the sky obliquely, and Fang Xie squinted at the distant target. His arms slowly opened, bow like a full moon. Such a hard bow, looking at the left avant-garde, there are not many people who can pull it slowly like this. When Fang Xie opened the hard bow, his arms were as stable as a rock without shaking at all. Being able to pull the bow and being able to hold it are two different things.

He didn't pull the bow apart suddenly, but slowly, which requires a strong arm to do.

The rebel deputy general in the distance was still loudly ordering something, and did not notice that death had quietly stared at him.

Fang Xie let go. With a slight buzz, the armor breaking cone left the string.

The feather arrow flies rapidly in mid air, drawing a beautiful arc, first rising and then diving.

The rebel deputy general was not aware of the danger at all. He just ordered the soldier carrying the ladder to rush forward. As soon as he turned back, the armor piercing cone went in through his neck with a pop. The arrow cluster cut his main artery while passing through his neck, and the blood immediately gushed out like a fountain. Under the sun, the color of blood mist is particularly bright.

He raised his hand and consciously grabbed the arrow shaft. After a few clicks in his throat, he fell off the horse.

One hundred and twenty steps away, an arrow shot the enemy's mortal general, and the defenders on the wooden wall immediately cheered. Seeing that the rebels crowded outside Lianyun stronghold were in some confusion, Fang Xie put down his hard bow and said faintly, "send a signal."

A private soldier lit the fireworks that had been prepared for a long time. With a bang, a large flame burned in the sky.

The moment the flame burst, the battlefield was quiet.

The rebels raised their heads and looked at the fireworks in confusion. Everyone couldn't help tightening their hearts.

At this time, there were cries of killing!

Countless ambulances dressed in fine armour came out of the woods on both sides. As soon as they rushed out, they came out with a crossbow and a hard bow in their hands. The standard crossbow of the Sui Dynasty can fire 12 crossbows and arrows continuously. Within a distance of about 30 steps, the crossbow is almost nothing to match.

The outermost rebels were quenched and immediately wiped out by the county soldiers of Huangyang road. The arrows poured - out, and the rebels fell down layer by layer like wheat put down by a sickle. The soldiers of huangyangdao County, who are ready to go, harvest their lives unscrupulously with their new equipment.

This is that if they were a real left avant-garde elite ambush, they would never rush so scattered.

The county soldiers of Huangyang road only waved their knives because they had red eyes and chased after the rebels, and inadvertently formed the trend of rolling bead curtain, but this was not what Fang Xie wanted at all. What Fang Xie arranged was not a hearty victory. What he needed was to delay the battle for a period of time.

But Lu Fenghou was already like a madman. He was still killing people with blood all over. He didn't remember the confession before Fang Xie. Besides, even if he remembered, he might not be bound to live in a group of men who had killed animals.

Fortunately.

Fang Xie arranged shanziying cavalry at the foot of the mountain.

The horn has sounded twice, but the people of Huangyang road have not heard it at all. The arrangement agreed before was thrown out of the sky.

Fang Xie's face began to get cold, jumped on the red horse and rushed out.

Ten elite of the service camp immediately mounted their horses, and eleven rode along the river composed of people to ride the wind and waves. In the crowd, Fang Xie saw that Lu Fenghou, who was wearing don't wear armor, was still chopping like he was playing his life. The soldiers behind him were carrying the general's flag. Where Lu Fenghou went, the big flag was there.

Fang Xie frowned and hurried the horse to rush over.

"Chungu, put the flag down."

He shouted in the vertical horse, and Chungu answered the order. When the soldier passed by, she grabbed the flag, and then stopped the horse and shook the flag back and forth. The people behind stopped when they saw the flag, and subconsciously stopped. The soldier carrying the flag looked at Chungu blankly, and then he felt the burning pain in his hand.

When I looked down, a layer of skin was worn off in the palm of my hand. That was the trace left by the friction of the flagpole in the palm of my hand when Chungu grabbed the flag too fast.

Fang Xie leaned over from the horse, grabbed the sash on the back of the landing seal, lifted him back and threw him out. This madman is still shouting and chopping in the air.

"Blood gas rushed to the heart!"

Chungu said with some worry.

Fang Xie nodded, jumped down from the horse and strode to meet the landing marquis. Lu Fenghou's eyes were full of blood light. He could see who was who. I saw someone coming towards me and cut it off without thinking about it. Before his knife reached Fang Xie's head, Fang Xie's foot came first, kicked him in his lower abdomen, and kicked him backward and flew out.

Lu Fenghou fell to the ground and the horizontal knife in his hand fell to one side.

Fang Xie walked over and stepped on his chest, looked down at Lu Fenghou's eyes.

Lu Fenghou couldn't get out of his body when he was trampled, but his hands and feet were still kicking indiscriminately. Fang Xie bent over and slapped him in the face. The slap was particularly loud, and half of Lu Fenghou's face immediately turned red. Lu Fenghou was a little confused, but he soon woke up. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, and then saw Fang Xie's cold eyes.

"Will... General..."

"Tie it up, take it back first, and turn back to military justice!"

Fang Xie gave an order, turned around and left, got off the horse for the scholars and butchers in the service camp, pulled the rope three times, five divided by two, and tied up Lu Fenghou.

When the rebels rushed to the foot of the mountain, they saw that before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the dust and smoke floated in front of them. They subconsciously stopped their steps and rushed out of the brigade of cavalry without waiting for a long time. The long name in their hands reflected a frightening luster in the sun.

The moment the cavalry appeared, the hearts of the rebel soldiers stopped beating.

There are enemies around. They are really finished this time.

"Put down your weapons and kneel down. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Chen Qianshan let the soldiers shout, which was like opening a door for the rebels. I don't know who was the first to flop and kneel down, followed by kneeling down. Huang Yang daomin Yong, who was restrained, also gathered around and drew the bow string of the hard bow. All the rebels had to kneel down.

Minyong rushed up and handed over all the rebel weapons. He didn't collect much after cleaning up. He might as well pick up more on the way.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Fang Xie turned back and said, "let all these people stand in a flat place at the foot of the mountain, line up a defensive array in the direction of the rebel camp, and all the archers in the rebel army go to the front. Return the bamboo bow to them, and the people's courage of Huangyang road line up behind the rebel!"

"Chen Qianshan, take your cavalry out to meet the enemy. Remember, let the rebels retreat when they see you!"

"Here!"

Chen Dongshan answered and whirled out with the cavalry of shanziying.

Fang Xie's hand was holding the handle of Chaolu Dao, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.