The people who came out of Chuluohou Daying Village could see the queue of people like Qin Meng from a distance.
They are all seasoned veterans, and when they look at the opponent in front of them, they know what kind of person they are facing.
Experts stretch out their hands to know if there is any.
Feixiao's army uniform was neatly dressed, and various ordnance hung on the horse. The queues were like cast iron and steel, the most important thing. It is such a difficult opponent, more than twice the number of them!
Those people hesitated a little, finally. One yelled: "Brothers, rush out!"
While the people from Chuluohouyingzhai shouted to initiate a charge, Qin Meng's new Wenli placed on the front also shouted, leading his head of 200 flying troops to meet the opponent. A frontal countercharge was launched.
Qin Meng paid special attention to the leader of the enemy. This person was extraordinary when he looked at his dressing and temperament. He may be about forty years old, and his whole body is not particularly fat, but he is very lean and vigorous.
When he saw that this person was able to grow more than two feet longer than an ordinary sword in his hand, Qin Meng concluded that this person should be Wei Wentong, the Tai Sui Huadao.
Xie Yun was on the side. The person responsible was to contain those who were going to flee. Seeing that the opponent didn't want to panic, he immediately ordered the 300 Fei Xiaojun he was carrying to follow the flank and go straight to the opponent to kill.
The purpose of Fei Xiaojun is very simple, it is to eliminate the active force.
For Qin Meng, these people know a lot of secrets. For the entire Sui court, it was extremely sensitive.
Therefore, kill if you can kill, and the fewer people who know the secret, the better.
The Feixiao army only shot out a row of crossbow arrows, and half of the 200 or so opponents were shot down.
For the adversary, this is the destruction of confidence.
The remaining half wanted to flee in all directions, but had already been spotted by the formed Feixiao army, and had not waited to turn the horse's head. The second shot of the crossbow arrow will arrive.
Two rounds of crossbow arrows were fired repeatedly, and there were only a dozen riders, and there were still people right away.
Wei Wentong was horrified, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward.
Xin Wenli suffocated his energy and wanted to make a contribution in front of Qin Meng, fighting against Wei Wentong, ignoring his own flaws and swiping his knife. Sell all his own flaws, and also seal all opponents' evasion routes.
Wei Wentong has never encountered such an opponent before. He is known for his quick moves with the sword, and when he rides on the opposite side, he can instantly hit two false moves in a row. Then confuse the opponent, and then deal a real fatal blow to the opponent.
That day, Yang Lin suffered a loss and was injured. It was precisely because of Wei Wentong's three consecutive swordsmanship that he suffered.
But Xin Wenli doesn't care about this set. You chop my head and I chop your waist. Anyway, I don't make any moves. It depends on who will die first, or everyone will die together.
Wei Wentong hastily. Choosing to return to the knife to save himself, but don't want to, this is just to promote the strength of the new Wenli. It's too short now.
Xin Wenli is known as the Eight Horses General, relying on a divine power.
Wei Wentong withdrew his knife and touched Xin Wenli's knife, and Wei Wentong's knife almost let go!
Fortunately, both of them charge fast enough. Although Wei Wentong suffered from this encounter, he relied on the speed of his war horse to stagger with Xin Wenli.
Where does Wei Wentong want to continue fighting? As soon as you rush the horse, you must rush.
No, Wei Wentong's horse speed hasn't been fully raised yet, and a tall man with a height of several feet suddenly flashed out in front of him.
This big tall man stood like an iron tower, holding a big sword in his hand that was taller than him.
Wei Wentong had no choice. He gritted his teeth and swiped the knife with his numb arms. Just want to hack this person.
No, this man is tall, but his speed is extremely flexible.
With his long legs, he only took two steps forward, and he was already close to Wei Wentong.
The big sword is long enough to take advantage of the weapon.
Da Mo knife was swept round. In the middle of Wei Wentong's front leg.
With blood bursts, Wei Wentong's warhorse's front legs were like paper, flew away from the body, screamed, and fell forward.
Wei Wentong hadn't been wary of such a change. He didn't react until the horse was about to pounce on the ground. He immediately threw the knife and saddle away from the horse. He was thinking of rolling and fleeing, but a big foot came up and stepped on him.
Suddenly, Wei Wentong's breathing was stagnant, as if being held down by a mountain, unable to move.
Hao Meng smiled and said, "Brother, how do you deal with this guy?"
Qin Meng slowly urged his horse closer, and looked at Wei Wentong and said coldly, "Wei Wentong, want to die and want to live?"
Wei Wentong knows that his life is hanging by a thread at this time, and the slightest error in answering is that his life will not be saved.
Having not struggled for too long, Wei Wentong struggled to breathe, and said, "Sin will come."
Qin Meng looked down on Wei Wentong a bit, but he couldn't commit suicide because of his likes and dislikes.
After all, Wei Wentong was the person who witnessed the ambush of the prince in Dunhuang. He couldn't make a trip to the Turks. He didn't bring anything back to Yang Lin.
"Come on, tie up this guy and let it go. Xie Yun, send a signal to Wenzhi, they can start." (End of this chapter)