Sure enough, within three or four minutes, seven or eight knights rushed over, and the knights also brought over a dozen war horses.

More than a dozen of the Houjin troops who were pursuing on foot immediately got on their horses, and then they all crawled on the back of the horse and clamped down hard on the horse's belly to drive the horse to speed up.

The road was slippery and the snow was dark. It was more dangerous to ride a horse and run wildly. It was not as easy as Huang Yi and a few quick steps.

The number of pursuers increased to more than 20 cavalry, a dozen of them were serious armored soldiers, the rest were also Yu Ding who were quite capable in fighting, and there was not a single traitor bannerman.

Why?

How can a traitor be brave and not afraid of death?

In this pitch-black night, when they heard the alarm of "enemy attack!" and heard the roar of "Kill the slaves!" from the Han people, both the slaves and the traitor bannermen hid immediately.

How could it be possible to participate in the pursuit of the Ming army who attacked the camp?

Huang Yi, who was in charge of the camp, had a scope, so he left the telescope to Huang Dayong, who was responsible for commanding the ambush.

He was the first boy to follow Huang Yi and received the most teachings. In addition, his intelligence is not low. He now knows more than 500 words and can write half of them from memory.

He is more diligent and refuses to admit defeat. He has been practicing riding and shooting diligently. His shooting skills are on par with Huang Dazhi's, but not as good as Bi Daxi's.

Huang Dayong's loyalty is unquestionable. He was worried that Huang Yi would be in danger and kept observing with a telescope.

He saw all Huang Yi's sniper killings of enemies. Every time Huang Yi killed one, Huang Dayong, who looked admiring and excited, whispered to Huang Dashuang, Hu Xiaogu, Geng Zhanghua, etc. around him.

Then they whispered it down, and all the soldiers participating in the ambush enjoyed it.

When the pursuers appeared, Huang Dayong, Yang Shihu, Hu Xiaogu, etc., who had waited until the flowers had withered, were all ready to go.

Counting Huang Yi and the four men who turned around to fight, there should have been well-prepared soldiers in their thirties or forties to ambush the Hou Jin army who had been awakened and rushed to fight.

Moreover, most of these post-Jin troops are not elite.

After more than twenty people, the Jin army mounted their horses and doubled their pursuit speed. They were able to catch up to Huang Yi and four others.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the forest: "Kill the slave!"

Suddenly dozens of feathered arrows, throwing spears, and flying axes flew over.

At the same time, six stumbling ropes were suddenly pulled up in the snow, and the five horses were tripped and neighed. The knights fell headlong into the snow, and the other horses suddenly became a mess.

Naturally, the battle situation was one-sided. After suffering a loss, the Jin army knew that they were ambushed, and immediately cut off the stumbling rope, turned the horse's head and fled.

Seven or eight of those who were lucky ran away, seven or eight of whom fell on the battlefield, and seven or eight of whom were shot or injured and could not escape. At this time, they all brandished their weapons and fought hard.

Huang Yi saw Yang Shihu, Geng Da, Yao Yongchao, Pang Da, Qi Chenggong, etc. preparing to rush forward to fight, and laughed and said:

"Don't charge in a hurry, shoot them all, and turn those beasts into hedgehogs!

Come on, Mr. Geng! This is a rare opportunity for actual combat. You have to shoot at least nine feather arrows."

Geng Zhanghua's hands didn't shake this time. When Huang Yi shouted, he had already shot eleven feather arrows. He could see them clearly, and the hit rate was definitely over 80%.

He heard Huang Yi's voice and knew that Huang Yi was still worried that he wouldn't be able to let go. He said loudly:

"Don't worry, Mr. Huang, I'm already shooting the twelfth arrow. I can be sure that it has hit Jiannu's vitals at least nine times."

"It's not easy! You can actually shoot twelve times in a row! Are your arms sore?"

"It's not bad! I should be able to cum once or twice."

Huang Yi looked at the battlefield and found that no enemy could stand, and said:

"Geng Zhanghua stepped forward to finish off Jiannu. Geng Da and Geng Qi took cover. Remember, the Jiannu who lost his head is the best Jiannu!"

"Hahaha……"

Seeing that Huang Yi said something interesting, everyone laughed.

But Huang Yi didn't laugh. He remained vigilant and still pointed his crossbow at Jian Nu, who was lying on the ground.

Geng Da and Geng Qi were happy. They knew that Huang Yi had specially provided Geng Zhanghua with the opportunity to kill the enemy with his own hands.

There were more than ten or twenty people lying on the ground, and some of them must be alive. Geng Zhanghua cut off their heads, which was a real killing of the enemy.

The two of them were also very careful, always on guard against an enemy rising up and launching a fatal blow.

To be honest, this gentleman has never done anything to kill Geng Zhanghua face to face.

However, he was young and energetic and did not want to show his timidity in front of dozens of people. He bravely stepped forward with his sword, and found that one of the slaves was still twitching. He gritted his teeth and stabbed him in the neck.

He was inexperienced and did not know how to dodge the flying blood, which was sprayed all over his head and face.

Some blood actually sprayed into his mouth, it was salty and full of fishy smell!

This is nothing more than killing people! Geng Zhanghua was so stimulated that he raised his knife with a roar, and another Jiannu's head rolled off with a "Gululu".

The second time the feeling was completely different. Somehow, looking at the torso splattered with blood, Geng Zhanghua no longer had any fear, but instead felt a sense of elation.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, roaring "Kill! Kill!..." and charging towards the next target with his knife.

Just when the sword was about to fall, the corpse suddenly came to life, and it jumped up and struck Geng Zhanghua with the sword in his hand.

"Master, be careful!" Geng Qi was caught off guard and was shocked, but he was a few steps behind and unable to block Geng Zhanghua, so he quickly warned.

Geng Da, who was further behind, was almost frightened. He hurriedly threw the pear blossom gun in his hand, hoping to hinder the surging Jiannu for a moment.

It's a pity that the pear blossom gun is too heavy and is not meant for throwing. Geng Da threw it in a hurry and missed the target.

It must be said that Geng Zhanghua has indeed practiced. At this time, after overcoming the mental burden, he only felt that his courage doubled.

Suddenly a Jiannu appeared and struck with a sword. Geng Zhanghua relied on the sword in his hand that was longer than the sword, and swept the fallen leaves with the autumn wind, shouting: "Well done!"

The sudden attack of his experience in the war of establishing slaves was a few blocks away from Geng Zhanghua. He originally wanted to pretend to be dead and get through, but when he saw Geng Zhanghua slashing their heads one by one with a knife, he knew he couldn't hide it.

I jumped up with the intention of working hard to get enough.

Seeing that the enemy was not blocking his sword, he swung his saber across his hand. He realized that before the sword in his hand could hit the enemy, he would be cut into two pieces.

He had no choice but to roll on the spot and avoid it.

At this time, Geng Zhanghua was heard shouting: "No one is allowed to help, this slave is mine."

Then he thought of Huang Yi's cunning and vicious crossbow arrows, and added: "Master Huang, please don't shoot, I will kill this slave with my own hands!"

Huang Yi had pulled the trigger long ago because the angle was wrong. Hearing Geng Zhanghua's request, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, fight. With me as a sharpshooter, you will definitely win!"
Chapter completed!