During the conversation, a group of warriors had already rode their horses and surrounded the teahouse. The group of warriors did not speak, but just looked at the crowd quietly. The only sound left was the snorting of the horses, which seemed extremely strange. Sounds of nature.2
Although this group of warriors were dressed in casual clothes, their sturdy aura revealed their identities as soldiers. Song Qingshu's heart trembled. Could it be that this was Jia Sidao's arrangement? How dare he dare to risk the disapproval of the world and secretly mobilize the army to rob people, it is really audacious.
The group of warriors was about 500 people. Although 500 people were nothing on the battlefield, it was very oppressive to deal with alone people in the rivers and lakes on weekdays.
What's more, these warriors are all cavalry. You must know that the Song Dynasty has always been short of horses, and cavalry has always been scarce. Back then, Nong Zhigao's rebellion swept across Guangxi and Guangdong, and tens of thousands of troops under his command alarmed the entire court. In the face of such a large-scale rebellion, Di Qing's counter-rebellion army only had 500 cavalry.
Five hundred cavalrymen actually appeared in this barren mountain, which is really a shocking feat.
"Where are you guys going?" Everyone in the field, Song Qingshu was deep in thought, Ouyang Feng was too lazy to talk to these people, Zhou Zhiruo was not used to dealing with so many men, Lan Fenghuang stepped forward and asked graciously.
At first, a knight glanced greedily at her curvy and graceful figure, but did not answer, but said to his companion next to him: "Why does the number seem to be wrong?"
"The Mongols are gone." The knight on the other side said, "Boss, what should we do?"
The knight in the middle was obviously the leader, and said coldly, "Follow the plan."
The knight before glanced at Lan Fenghuang and Zhou Zhiruo, and said in a low voice: "These two girls are so beautiful, it would be a pity to kill them, why not..." Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Song Qingshu and his party are all masters, everyone can hear His face was as cold as ice.
Looking up at Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang for that knight, he couldn't help showing a sense of amazement, nodded and said: "The man will be killed on the spot, and the woman will be taken away!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the group of knights behind seemed to have been prepared. Each of them took up a short crossbow, and instantly formed a large rain of arrows towards Song Qingshu and Ouyang Feng.
Crossbows are different from bows and arrows. Bows and arrows have a long range, and they are often thrown upwards at a forty-five-degree angle. The short-range lethality is extremely terrifying.
Even in the hands of a child, this thing can easily kill a well-trained soldier, so the crossbows of all dynasties have been strictly controlled by the imperial court. In addition, crossbows are complex in technology and high in cost, unlike bows and arrows, which are not easy to deploy on a large scale, and are often only equipped by some special troops.
This group of people shoot as soon as they say they want to, without any warning, and the speed of the crossbow arrows is extremely fast. If it is an ordinary Jianghu master, he might be shot as a hedgehog before he can react, but these people in the field are all masters among masters, Lan Fenghuang Although it was inferior, there were several other people who took care of it, and the arrows of those people did not shoot at the two women, so they were safe.
Song Qingshu and Ouyang Feng have so much experience. Hearing their conversation just now, they have already raised their hearts of guard. When the group of soldiers just raised their short crossbows, they had already pulled the two girls back into the teahouse, letting them The opponent's round of arrow rain shot empty.
Those soldiers were all well-trained people. Seeing them hide in the house, crossbow arrows shot in like tarsal maggots. This teahouse is originally a simple hut, how can it block the extremely penetrating crossbow arrows
If it wasn't for the cover of the table and pillars in the house, Song Qingshu and his party would have been injured.
"Stop!" The knight outside hurriedly stopped his subordinates, thinking what if they shot the two beauties to death? Seeing that the arrow rain stopped, he shouted to the hut: "Listen up, people inside, as long as you donate those two women, we can let you live."
Although he said this, there was a cruel smile on his face. If the other party was really obedient and sent the girl out, how could he really let them live.
Song Qingshu's expression turned cold: "I'll go out and deal with them." Back then, he was a ruthless man who could deflect arrows raining from the sky with a wooden sword. If he hadn't been worried about Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang being injured, he would have taken action outside. Now that they have a barrier in the house, he naturally has no worries.
But Ouyang Feng shook his head and said: "The opponent's short crossbow is powerful, not to mention that the terrain here is open, which is most suitable for cavalry sprinting. Although your martial arts are high, it is too risky to go out. It happens that Lan girl and I are going to fight poison, and these people outside will be handed over to you." Let's do it."
Hearing the confidence in his tone, Song Qingshu nodded, happy to watch the play aside.
"Blue girl, let's compete with these people outside, and whoever kills them with poison first will win. You are a junior, so it's up to you to come first." Ouyang Feng said.
Lan Fenghuang smiled coquettishly and said: "Then the younger generation should be respectful rather than obedient." She picked up a wooden plank to protect her whole body, walked to the window, stretched out her hand to test the wind direction, and found that this place was in the upper wind, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
She took out a porcelain bottle, poured some golden powder on the handkerchief, and placed it on the window sill. With a slight blow from her red lips, the golden powder blew towards the knights along the direction of the wind. past.
It turns out that besides being good at driving five kinds of poisons, Lan Fenghuang also has two kinds of highly poisonous substances on his body: golden silkworm Gu poison and green silkworm Gu poison. Both poisons are the most feared poisons in the Jianghu, because the poison of the green silkworm is not very poisonous if it does not see blood, so she chose the poison of the golden silkworm. As long as this thing touches a little bit, the poisoned person will be bitten all over his body like thousands of worms, causing unbearable pain, unable to live or die.
However, both of these two types of poison have a disadvantage, that is, when they are used against masters, they are easily reversed by the opponent's internal force, and they are disturbed by it. Therefore, Lan Fenghuang did not dare to use it when facing the master of the Vajra Sect and the elder Xuanming. But now facing this group of soldiers, naturally there is no need to worry about the risk of backlash.
"My patience is limited. If you don't come out, we will use rockets instead." The knight outside saw that there had been no movement inside, and couldn't help becoming impatient.
At this moment, screams suddenly came from the ranks, and many soldiers fell off their horses one after another, rolling on the ground, clutching the skin all over their bodies, and howling.
Not to mention the soldiers, even their horses were extremely irritable, and soon there was a large-scale riot in the ranks.
"What's going on?" The collar was startled, and his instinct on the battlefield made him order subconsciously, "Everyone back!"
This order saved the rest of the people. Although the golden silkworm poison is poisonous, the quantity is limited after all. It is impossible for the poisonous powder to float to every place in such an empty place. If you retreat to a certain distance, the golden silkworm poison will be powerless.
The cavalry leader managed to stabilize the formation with great difficulty, and now those colleagues who stayed in place have gradually stopped crying, and a large area of people and horses fell scattered, with no signs of life anymore.
Ouyang Feng stood at the window and looked out, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems it's my turn to act."
Lan Fenghuang pursed her lips. In fact, after her calculations, the amount of golden silkworm poison on her body was enough to kill five hundred people, and there was still some room left. It was a pity that she ignored that people are not dead things, and they would not stand still. The terrain here is empty, once the group of cavalry dispersed, her golden silkworm poison would be ineffective.
Even so, almost one-third of the cavalry were poisoned by kung fu just now, which shows the dominance of the golden silkworm poison.
Hearing that Ouyang Feng was about to make a move, Lan Fenghuang was also full of curiosity. Now that the opponent is prepared and has retreated so far, it is not easy to use poison on them.
The cavalry outside were investigating what happened, so they didn't have time to pay attention to the movement here. Ouyang Feng found a teacup and put it on the ground, took the strange snake from the staff, opened its mouth and squeezed out a drop of venom. After putting it back, Lan Fenghuang was stunned, and asked curiously, "Why didn't seniors take out more venom?"
She noticed that the drop of poison in the teacup was as black as ink, obviously extremely poisonous, but no matter how poisonous it was, there was only one drop. It was really impossible to use this drop of poison to deal with three or four hundred people.
Ouyang Feng smiled without saying a word, found another pot of clear water, diluted the poison in the cup several times, then picked up the crossbow arrows scattered on the ground, soaked the arrows in it for a few breaths, and then went to the window, used his skills to blow those arrows The poisoned crossbow shot out.
Now even Song Qingshu was a little puzzled. Although the strange snake was poisonous, it was difficult to say how much poison was left after a drop of venom was diluted so many times. Even if it could poison people to death, he only had less than twenty crossbow arrows. What would be the effect of poisoning twenty more people to death
There was a burst of exclamation from outside. Apparently many people had been shot. Song Qingshu went to the window curiously and looked, only to see that those crossbow arrows did not hit the vital point, but shot those people's arms, legs and so on. What's even more strange is that those people tore off the crossbow directly, it seemed that it was only because of the pain in the wound, and there was no sign of poisoning at all.
Noticing that it was the crossbow arrows shot from the hut, the group of cavalrymen were furious and immediately raised their crossbows to fight back. Song Qingshu and the others had no choice but to leave the window and hide behind the table again.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Isn't this the solution you came up with?"
Ouyang Feng smiled inscrutablely and said: "Just wait and see the good show."
Don't say that people like Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo who don't use poison, or Lan Fenghuang, who is a master of using poison, are also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er. An exaggerated scream.
Song Qingshu was stunned, and hurried to the window to look out, only to see that the pair of cavalrymen outside were in a mess, and the dozen or so people who were wounded by the arrow just now seemed to have lost their minds, scratching and biting when they saw someone, Anyone who was scratched or bitten by them quickly became crazy like them, desperately trying to catch and bite other people... The number of crazy people grows exponentially, and soon the outside becomes.
Zhou Zhiruo took a few glances before burying her body in Song Qingshu's arms. Song Qingshu's eyebrows and eyes twitched wildly at the sight. The scene outside was really too miserable, as if it was a biohazard.
Lan Fenghuang couldn't help saluting to Ouyang Feng: "The junior is convinced of the loss, and I hope the senior can give me some advice."