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Chapter 542: Battle of the Snowfield (1)

Above the vast snowy field, there was endless sight. More than a dozen war horses suddenly appeared from the sky, and the black armor and black cloak formed a sharp contrast with the white space between the sky and the earth.

Accompanied by the sound of horse neighing, the war horses stopped one after another. Except for the few people dragged behind, the rest of the ten knights turned over and dismounted. Everyone took off their helmets, pulled their masks, revealing their youthful faces.

The leader took a skin bag from his waist, raised his neck and took a sip, and handed it to the person next to him. After each of them took a sip, the leader tied the skin bag to his waist again.

This is a burning knife specially equipped by the Right Guard for the scouts, and others do not have this qualification.

Winemaking consumes extremely food. Only in a good harvest will the court allow private wine to be brewed, but in most cases, alcohol is prohibited. The burning knife produced in Wuyi costs more food. Because of its extremely high degree, it is generally used as medical staff for disinfection of the wounded. Most people have no chance to enjoy it at all.

In fact, except for some people, more people do not like this kind of spirit, because it is too powerful.

But these scouts are not the case. They leave the large army most of the time, and usually only act in groups in small teams. It is a luxury to drink a sip of hot water. This kind of burning knife is their favorite.

After a sip of strong wine, a layer of blush appeared on his face. The scouts took out a towel from the horse's back and wiped their war horses hard. After half a day of running, they were in such snow again. Even the best war horses were sweating profusely at this time. If they didn't wipe the sweat dry, the weather would soon freeze into ice, which would cause considerable harm to the war horses.

For them, war horses are the second life.

"General Li Zhonglang is too careful. What ambush can such an endless snowy field be like this?" A scout smiled. "Even if there is an ambush, can only those savages and slave soldiers be our opponents? I think it's an ambush, but we will be killed by us."

"Shut up!" The leader Shi Chang lowered his face: "Just obey the order, we just wait for this. Why, you are wronged? When did you learn so much!"

"Yes, captain!" The scout stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"A lion fights with rabbits, and you also use all your strength." Shi Chang said, "Even a mosquito can still suck your blood! Be careful, there is no big mistake."

"I know what's the point!" Seeing that the team was looking serious, the scouts who were originally laughing became solemn for a moment.

"Rest for half an hour, then continue to explore ten miles, and then return!" Shi Chang said sternly.

"Yes!" the ten scouts shouted.

The three were still on the horse, and the seven people who dismounted the horse did not gather together, but were extremely scattered. There was a gap of about dozens of steps between each person, and it looked extremely scattered.

Of course, this is not because they are unorganized and undisciplined. On the contrary, this is the experience that the scouts' predecessors exchanged for blood from generation to generation.

Scouts are used to find out the enemy's situation, and they are also the most likely to be ambushed or attacked by the enemy.

Any attack that wants to launch a sudden attack is the first priority to kill these scouts, otherwise, the sudden attack will only turn into a strong attack.

The first one was to finish eating, then turned over and dismount. The three scouts who had been riding on horseback on the left and right were then turned over and dismounted and began to repeat the operations of their previous companions.

No matter when, three scouts were always kept riding on the horse.

Shi Chang's eyes slowly scanned the empty snow field.

There is nothing indeed.

But the moment he turned over the horse, he always felt like a ray of light on his back, as if something was staring at him in the dark.

He really saw the ghost. Shi Chang spat and fought several battles in a row. He probably became a little nervous.

His eyes accidentally swept through some raised snow blocks not far away, and his heart suddenly became shaking.

He took out the crossbow arrow on his waist, and no matter whether he was doing anything or not, he would shoot one arrow first. Just now, he seemed to feel the snow move, of course, maybe he was dazzled.

I just raised the crossbow arrow in my hand, but the raised snow suddenly grew taller. What caught my eyes was the sharp arrow with a cold light.

"Enemy attack!" With a loud breeze, the crossbow arrow in his hand flew out, and at the same time, he started roaring loudly.

With a chirping sound, the crossbow arrow shot the man. The man staggered, but almost at the same time, a feather arrow flew over, but hitting the neck of the war horse under his crotch.

Shi Chang was extremely experienced. At the moment when danger came, he shot out a crossbow arrow and slammed the war horse with his other hand, causing the war horse man to stand up and just blocked the arrow for him.

He dismounted the horse by throwing away the crossbow in his hand, and pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist with his backhand.

"Go away!" He lay behind the fallen horse, heard the sound of a rain of arrows coming from his ears, and shouted loudly.

The other two scouts riding on the horse, without any hesitation, turned their horse's head and immediately ran away.

The feather arrows stopped for a moment, and Shi Chang jumped up from the body of the war horse, bowed his body, and rushed forward. His war horse was dead and he could not leave quickly, but he had to buy time for his comrades to escape.

The scouts' mission is never to fight to the death. They just need to bring back the enemy's intelligence.

The scout fights to the death only under one condition, that is, confirming that he cannot escape safely.

The moment I rushed forward, my heart became cold.

Not far away, among the raised snow piles, savages wearing animal skins and even wrapped in straw curtains rushed out. Their hands were holding long bows. The bows in the hands of the person in the lead were obviously different from others. This man shot his war horse with one arrow. At this moment, the crossbow arrow was still stuck on his shoulder, but the man was wearing armor. Although the arrow broke through his armor, he was not seriously injured.

What's more serious is that behind these people, on the snow that looked flat, snowmen jumped up from the ground and rushed towards them. The number of people was as many as hundreds.

Shi Chang had already understood at this time that these people first dug a hole in the snow and buried themselves inside. Seeing that they were wearing extremely simple clothes, they really didn't understand how they could withstand such cold weather.

Ten scouts, two riding horses, three of them were covered with arrows, but it did not seem to affect their activities. The opponent's arrows were too bad to break their armor.

"Get on the horse and go!" Shi Chang shouted sternly.

But he just shouted this and changed his password: "Get closer to me!"

What prompted him to change his orders was that he saw that in the rain of arrows just now, their war horses fell down at this moment.

He stopped, stood firm, kicked in front and behind, roared angrily, held the horizontal knife with both hands, and slashed down obliquely. The tip of the knife accurately cut across the neck of an enemy who was running in front, and spurted out blood. The man threw the knife and reached out to cover the blood-spraying hole, but the blood kept spraying out from his fingers.

Shi Chang pushed up, grabbed the straw rope around the man's waist with one hand, leaned against him, and pushed him back, and the knife in his hand slashed forward again.

Only three of the eight scouts successfully joined behind him and formed a small vanguard formation with him, guarding the flanks for him. The remaining five were surrounded by the vast enemy before they could get closer.

The sound of roars, screams, the impact of swords and guns, tearing up armor, and muscles instantly resounded throughout the audience.

After Shi Chang slashed an enemy in front of him with one knife, he turned his head and took a quick look. The two scouts riding on the horse were hundreds of steps away from here. The knights on the horse made the same move at this time. They took out a bamboo tube from their arms, raised it into the air, and pulled the rope behind them. With a bang, two gorgeous fireworks exploded in the air, and the colorful smoke never dissipated in the air for a long time.

Shi Chang then felt relieved.

The scouts outside were naturally more than their team. The fireworks were launched, and soon, they would form a relay to transmit the enemy's intelligence back to the large army at the fastest speed.

With a sharp knife, the horizontal knife was deeply embedded in the other party's bones. It was not pulled out at once. Shi Chang immediately gave up the horizontal knife, shook his hand and pulled out another short knife from his waist.

The unlucky man who was pushed in front of him was not known how many knives and spears he had inserted, and he had long since disappeared. He threw away the meat bag and rushed forward again.

He no longer had any hope of going back alive.

Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one. These few people have to kill at least twenty people to be considered profitable.

The short knife easily pierced the opponent's clothes and the belly of the opponent. As the short knife was pulled out, Shi Chang looked at the man's eyes and suddenly disappeared.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind him. He looked back and the two scouts who ran away were back.

"Damn it, go, go quickly!" he shouted.

"What a leader, my companion has received the news." Two scouts rushed into the crowd, shouting at the same time.

Fireworks also rose in the distant sky, which means that other scouts have seen the information.

"Fool! You can't save us even when you come back. This is a meaningless reduction in staff!" Shi Chang was a little sad, but in anger, there was warmth flowing through his heart.

This is the comrade.

Although he knew it was death, he was unwilling to abandon it.

"Kill!" He plucked up Yu Yong and rushed forward again.
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