Chapter 17: A Bloody Battle in the Middle of the Night
It's not that Zhao Feng and the others are kind-hearted and don't chase and kill the four Yellow Turban thieves, but they are worried that those brothers, if they are caught up by the Yellow Turban Thieves, it will basically be a dead end. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Because now everyone is basically holding bows and arrows in their hands, only a few members of the Zhang family are holding knives, but there are only three knives, which are useless.
That's why Zhao Feng didn't chase the fleeing Yellow Turban thief.
Running all the way, you can already hear shouting.
It seemed that the Yellow Turban Thief was chasing very closely, and Zhao Feng sped up his speed and ran wildly towards the agreed place.
When Zhao Feng and the others ran to the agreed place, they could already see that the Yellow Turban Thief had chased very closely.
Zhao Feng didn't talk nonsense, put down his bow and arrows, picked up the hidden gun, and went to the brothers to support him.
Zhao Yun also quickly picked up the gun and ran over with Zhao Feng.
The rest of the people were a beat slower, but not slow.
A brother who stayed behind with poor night eyesight also resisted seven or eight guns and ran over with Zhao Feng.
The distance was not far, and soon Zhao Feng and a few people came to support, and the rest of the brothers quickly put their bows and arrows on the side, replaced them with guns, and continued to run to the agreed place without guns, but it was already very close, and it didn't take much time. The reason for this arrangement is that these people have poor night vision, so they need to run over and pick up their guns.
There were more than 30 yellow turban thieves.
After Zhao Feng and the others opened the gun array, they slowly retreated.
The difference in the number of people is more than doubled, and if you don't retreat, you can't do it, at least you have to wait for the brothers in the back to come over, so that the difference in numbers will not be so big.
No way, spears are not suitable in the woods. The depression in Zhao Feng's heart can be imagined.
The reason why this place was chosen as the agreed location is that it is relatively open, so it will not be completely unopen.
When the Yellow Turban Thief was only about fifteen steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, all the brothers followed behind Zhao Feng with guns and set up a gun array.
When the Yellow Turban Thief was about ten steps away from Zhao Feng and the others, Zhao Feng shouted: "Kill." ”
Then everyone shouted, "Kill." ”
In less than a snap of time, the two sides were engaged.
Because Zhao Feng was using a spear on his side, the moment he engaged, five people died in the Yellow Turban Thief.
Coupled with Zhao Yun's presence, in less than a stick of incense, Zhao Yun killed ten people alone. At this time, Zhao Feng killed three people. Boss Zhang, Zhao Tiezhu, and Tian Wu only killed one person. Wei Mang, Xiong Da, Xu Fei and others began to suppress each other. The rest of the talents fought hard.
When Zhao Feng killed the fourth person, Zhao Yun had already killed fourteen.
At this time, one of the other party shouted: "The wind is tight, and it is nonsense." ”
About ten yellow turban thieves turned around and ran.
Zhao Feng led people to chase and kill all the way, shouting while chasing: "Surrender and don't kill." Even if you run away and lose your food and grass, it will be a dead end to go back. ”
After Zhao Feng shouted, everyone immediately shouted loudly.
At the same time that Zhao Yun chased and killed a yellow turban thief, Zhao Feng also caught up with a yellow turban thief, and before he could start fighting, the yellow turban thief shouted: "Surrender, I surrender, don't kill me." Then he threw away his weapon.
Zhao Feng saw that he had lost the weapon in his hand, so he said loudly to the person behind him: "Take care of it, tie your hands behind your back." Then he continued to hunt down the other Yellow Turban Thieves.
In the process of chasing and killing the Yellow Turban thief, the Yellow Turban thief who had just surrendered also began to shout loudly: "Brother Huang, Brother Liu, surrender with me, they are right, if you lose your grain and grass, going back to the cottage is also a dead end, and if you don't go back to the cottage, you will starve to death sooner or later." ”
Then he called them one by one and asked others to surrender with him.
I don't know if his words played a role, but after Zhao Yun chased and killed another person, the Yellow Turban thieves began to surrender one after another.
Maybe they think that surrender is the only way to live, because if they don't surrender, they will be hunted down, and after escaping death, they will definitely be killed when they return to the cottage.
If you don't go back to the cottage, you have to be a homeless, and with the current situation, starvation is a matter of time or time.
A total of eight people surrendered, threw away their weapons, and then looked at each other, all of them looking completely demoralized, waiting to be watched.
After Zhao Feng saw it, he said directly: "Zhao dogdan, count our injuries." ”
There are few people, the speed is fast, and it didn't take much time to ask one by one, Zhao Goudan replied: "Brother Zhao, there are only five people who were slightly injured, and three of them were not well injured yesterday." ”
Zhao Feng nodded and ordered: "Zhao Tiezhu took his uninjured brother to clean up the battlefield, the time is urgent, so there is no need to bury it for the time being." Zhao Goudan took the injured brother to collect our weapons, and the Zhang family went to take care of the captives. ”
To clean up the battlefield is to drag the undead over, and to cut off the heads of the dead as a human head. Then bury them en masse.
As soon as the incense was burned, Zhao Goudan led people to collect all the weapons.
Before Zhao Tiezhu came back from cleaning the battlefield, Zhao Feng began to help the injured people with simple bandaging.
After a little more tea time, Zhao Tiezhu cut back all the heads nearby, a total of twenty-four heads. None of them were alive, and I don't know if they all died, or if they did it in the end.
However, Zhao Feng didn't have time to care about these things, after all, there were not enough people, and it was a big trouble to drag several injured Yellow Turban thieves back.
After a busy night's work, the sky has now begun to white.
After the personnel were assembled, Zhao Feng looked at the obviously tired brothers and said, "Victory is just around the corner, hold on for a while." Let's go and get the grain back. Tian Wu, you take the three of you to the road we took yesterday, clean up the battlefield over there, and we will gather near the trap. ”
After a pause, he continued, "Let's go." ”
All the way to the direction of the Yellow Turban Thief's grain transport team, encountering the corpse of the Yellow Turban Thief, there are always people who consciously go over to cut off the Yellow Turban Thief's head and pick up their weapons.
In the process of marching, Zhao Feng found the person who surrendered at the beginning and asked, "How many of you are there?" ”
"Back to the little military master, we have a total of one hundred and forty people, fifty-two chariot pullers, eighty armed brothers, and eight chiefs." The Yellow Turban Thief replied.
Zhao Feng nodded, and then asked, "Well, then how many of you have come out to pursue us." ”
"Back to the little military master, we led a total of seven chiefs to chase you yesterday. It should be seventy-seven people, but some of them are not full, probably about seventy. "The Yellow Turban Thief returns.
Zhao Feng nodded and said, "Well, you are good, you answered very well, what is your name." ”
"Returning to the little military master, the villain's surname is Wang, and his name is grass. The villain is a pariah, without words. Wang Caoyu said.