53Chapter 53 Crisis

"Wait!" Mu Hanzhang hurriedly called to the right guard and spoke very quickly, "I have ordered people to drive wooden stakes around the camp. You have the soldiers quickly tie the tripping ropes to the wooden stakes.

The right guard was stunned when he heard this, turned around and ran outside.

Mu Hanzhang turned to the left guard and said, "What are the odds of winning for infantry versus cavalry?"

The Zuo Guard said calmly: "Cavalry is only about speed. Three infantrymen can fight one cavalryman."

Mu Hanzhang nodded slightly when he heard the words: "Based on the number of people, we have a great chance of winning, but the enemy raids the camp. Don't panic. The right guard is impulsive. You quickly mobilize your troops and divide them into eight directions to guard behind the horse rope. The camp is divided into four Square, fifty feet on each side.”

Zuo Hujun clasped his fists and said, "I have the order!"

As soon as Zhao Meng led his troops into Shengjing Pass, they were locked up and beaten with dogs. A large number of infantrymen poured out from the mountain, armed with scimitars, specializing in chopping horse hooves. They were forced to continue running forward, killing as they went. Unexpectedly, there were not only The troops were heavily stationed, and there were dangers everywhere. Rolling stones, traps, and spikes were used to every possible means, causing them to suffer a lot along the way.

"General!" The captain of the Yue Cavalry School gave Zhao Meng a hand. They had just passed a rolling stone formation. Even Zhao Meng was slightly injured, so he stopped and took a rest. "Now, after walking for so long, we have only gone less than ten miles." , what’s better!”

Zhao Meng took a breath. There was an ambush in front of him and a pursuer behind him. He was in a dilemma. Suddenly remembering what the military advisor had said, he quickly took out the second tip bag, opened it, and read eight characters: "The sea of ​​suffering has no end, but when you turn around, you will find shore."

"What does this mean?" Captain Yueqi was confused. Why did the military advisor write a Zen saying? Now that the situation is critical, how can anyone guess?

Zhao Meng rubbed his beard and thought carefully about his current situation. It was obviously a trap set up by the King of Southwest. Since the military advisor left these words, he must have calculated that he would fall into the trap and reminded him to turn back in time. . The infantry are still outside the door. These cavalry cannot afford to lose, so they must go back and bring the infantry back.

Zhao Meng, who finally calmed down, quickly got on his horse and said, "All officers and men obey the order and quickly return to Shengjing Pass!"

Jing Shao rushed into the pass with his troops and horses, and a group of southwestern troops quickly poured down from the mountain. They tightened their reins and shouted: "The cavalry goes first, the infantry slashes with swords!" He used his inner strength to make a sound, like a loud bell, shocking all directions.

The little black man stood up, neighed, and rushed forward quickly. The horses behind him also speeded up. When the infantry behind him heard the words, the spear holder quickly retreated, and the knife holder took a few steps to both sides, "Swipe and pull." Pull the sword horizontally to face the enemy soldiers. Swooping down from the mountain, it was full of impact. The scimitar was only good at cutting horse hooves and was no match for the broad knife full of sharp edges. The Southwest Army rushing at the front directly hit the edge of the knife.

For a while, there were screams and blood mist filled the sky!

Among the long line of infantry, the leading part is Jing Shao's bodyguard, so they follow orders and prohibitions and cooperate tacitly. The sword-wielding infantrymen chopped down the enemy soldiers at the front, and then quickly retreated. The spear-wielding infantrymen quickly pushed forward, and firmly restrained the scimitar soldiers. The mountain road was narrow, and there were not many soldiers who could directly face the enemy, but The Southwest Army tried to win by cleverness, but its numbers were small.

Jing Shao led his army to march and fight. Along the way, there were corpses everywhere, and there were countless gravel, discarded armor, and nails. Xiao Hei was extremely talented and knew how to avoid obstacles on his own, but other horses did not have this ability. He reined in his horse and ordered his infantry to clean the battlefield first. Not long after, they saw smoke and dust billowing in front of them, and saw Zhao Meng and a large group of cavalry rushing over in disgrace.

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Meng was excited when he saw Jing Shao.

Jing Shao looked at him coldly and saw that his armor was damaged, so he thought he was injured: "Go back to the camp, clear the Shengjing Pass, and then go back to deal with you!"

Zhao Meng's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, he dismounted and knelt down and said: "The general is reckless and willing to be punished, but as the marshal, the prince is responsible for guarding the camp. I beg the general to give the general another chance..."

"Report~" Before Zhao Meng could finish speaking, the soldiers reporting the message rode through the sea of ​​people on fast horses, and the army all gave way.

"Commander, more than a thousand cavalry are attacking the camp!" Xin Bing's voice was very panicked.

"What!" Jing Shao's eyes widened, as if he had been struck by lightning. With all the cavalry outside, there would be heavy casualties in the attack on the camp, and his Jun Qing was still there!

"Your Majesty, cavalry is of no use on this mountain road. I will lead the infantry first!" Zhao Meng took the opportunity to stand up.

Jing Shao took a deep look at him, quickly turned his horse's head, and said, "The cavalry listen to the order and return to the camp quickly!" Without saying a word, he led most of the cavalry away.

Mu Hanzhang stood outside the central tent and looked at the dust and smoke billowing not far away, menacingly and obviously evil.

"Eh~~~" The group of raiders really did not attack the camp together, but divided it into three directions: east, west, south, and formed a cone-shaped attack. The speed is too fast, and the horse in front will be tripped over and over again. If the person in front falls, the person behind will be tripped by the horse in front, and there will be a continuous neighing sound. The infantry from all directions quickly gathered into six directions and quietly watched the horses fall.

Soon, the people behind realized the rope and slowed down their march. One, two, ten... soldiers and horses crossed the rope one after another, and some held big swords on their horses and swung their swords to cut them off. The people behind They all followed suit, and soon the rope was destroyed. The enemy troops were like rapids leaking through the fingers, turning into ice picks and piercing directly into the infantry in formation, and the shouts of killing were loud for a while.

Jing Shao whipped the horse's buttocks harder, faster, faster, not daring to distract himself from thinking about where these people came from, nor imagining what kind of condition Jun Qing was in at this moment.

Xiao Hei felt his master's eagerness and ran wildly, throwing the soldiers and horses behind him far away, taking the lead and rushing away.

Actually, cavalry does not have much advantage over infantry, and even if one cavalryman faces three infantrymen, it is a huge loss. Mu Hanzhang frowned and watched these people rushing to kill so desperately, but why?

"Swoosh~" Mu Hanzhang was startled and subconsciously dodged sideways. An arrow passed through the place where he just stood and penetrated the tent. Looking up, there were arrows everywhere. These people were not cavalry, but archers!

Cavalry does not have an advantage over infantry, even if it is one to three, it is not cost-effective. But if it is archers, the arrows are extremely lethal, which can indeed increase the casualties in the camp. But the soldiers who can ride and shoot are elite soldiers. The King of Southwest attacked the camp with a purpose, and this purpose...

"Swoosh, swoosh!" Countless arrows shot towards the tent. Mu Hanzhang vaguely felt that this purpose might be him! Turning around and running quickly to a crowded place, arrows cannot be attacked close, the closer you get, the less likely you are to be hurt.

"Military advisor, be careful!" The right guard looked back and saw Mu Hanzhang dodging arrows, so he pulled him to his side and gave him a short knife, "Don't leave me!"

Mu Hanzhang held the knife horizontally in front of him and raised it to block the long spear that was swinging down from the horse. The right guard slashed with the knife horizontally, and immediately cut off the arm holding the spear, and lifted it on the horse's belly with one foot.

"Ah~" The man on the horse screamed and fell off the horse, and the infantryman next to him immediately chopped him to death with a knife.

"Military advisor is really a versatile person!" He gave him a short knife just in case, but he didn't expect that the military advisor could actually do it twice. The knife skills were precise and the moves were concise. Even though he lacked internal strength support, his skills were unambiguous.

Mu Hanzhang smiled with his lips curled, and did not answer, but pressed his back against the right guard. His meridians were fragile and he could not practice martial arts, but that did not prevent him from practicing these skills. In order to prevent himself from becoming a sickly person, and because he really yearned for martial arts, Mu Hanzhang often secretly watched his father practice sword and gun, wrote down the moves one by one, and practiced secretly in his own yard at night. Over time, he practiced some life-saving moves, and his health gradually improved.

The cavalry raid lies in its swiftness. Now that it has been dragged down and can't find a target to attack, it is overwhelmed by the sea of ​​infantry, gradually extinguishing its spirit, and being eliminated one by one.

Mu Hanzhang just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the sound of horse hooves again not far away. His heart suddenly tightened, and he looked up and saw a black horse and silver armor, a man and a horse coming from the horizon. His tightly pursed lips slowly curled up, and his little spoon is back!

Jing Shao squeezed his horse's belly and rushed towards the camp, watching the chaos from afar. As he got closer and closer, the man in green stood out among the dark soldiers. Mu Hanzhang held a bloody short knife in his hand, but it gave people the illusion that it was actually a long flute. Seeing that he was safe and sound, Jing Shao's heart, which had been raised to his throat, finally fell. Jing Shao couldn't help but grin and ran towards his own princess.

At this moment, something strange happened. An enemy soldier hiding behind the tent suddenly jumped out and swung a long knife at Mu Hanzhang in a green long gown.

"Jun Qing!" Jing Shao felt his heart being clenched tightly. He watched the long knife and giant blade swinging at the powerless man, blood splattering. He felt that the world suddenly became gray, and only that touch of blood was eye-catching and piercing red!

"No~" He roared and rushed forward. Jing Shao drew out the long sword at his waist, and with a click, he chopped off the head of the man on the horse, and blood splattered three feet! Xiao Hei raised his hoof and kicked the half-standing horse away, revealing the person behind the horse.

"Military Advisor!" The right guard turned around and roared in shock and anger. He reached out to take it, but someone was faster than him.

Jing Shao jumped off the horse and hugged the person in his arms. His eyes were red and his voice was trembling: "Jun Qing, Jun Qing!"

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang groaned in pain, covering his injured shoulder, blood gushing from between his slender white fingers, and smiled with his pale lips, "It's a minor injury, don't worry... Hey!"

Jing Shao looked at the place where the blood kept coming out, and his heart ached beyond words. He picked up the person in his arms and walked towards the king's tent, shouting: "Find a military doctor, quickly!"

Without worrying about protecting the military advisor, the right guard raised his knife and cursed: "Damn it, dare to hurt my military advisor, kill!"

"Kill~" Hearing this, the soldiers rushed towards the few remaining cavalrymen.

"Jun Qing..." Jing Shao kept calling the person in his arms, fearing that he would faint.

"Xiao Shao, I'm fine, don't be afraid." Mu Hanzhang leaned in his arms. The injury was just a superficial wound. He wanted to laugh at this guy for making a fuss, but he felt the arm holding him trembling slightly. In the end, he couldn't bear to blame him, so he held his bloody hand and comforted him softly.