Chapter 227: Stepping on the Blade and Drinking Blood
Ou Zanghua led an army of 20,000 troops downstream along the Yu River. After crossing the river, they continued eastward, crossed Wangjia River, and finally arrived at the outskirts of Xinpu Town.
He went out all night long and brought back surprising news.
When Ou Zanghua learned that three cavalry groups were besieging the Western Army, he knew that they were doomed and he didn't need to rush on.
At the same time, on a small hill, thirty-seven people squatted there, looking indifferently at the 20,000 troops not far away.
Zhao Fan stared at the four carriages in the army and said in a low voice: "This is my own business. You don't have to follow me. I won't blame you."
The leader smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Third brother, there is no need to say more. Since we are here, we have already put life and death aside."
Another female warrior also smiled and comforted him: "Brother, don't forget, we swore an oath when we became sworn brothers. We don't ask to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day."
"That's right. For us, the heroes of Bazhou, we are brothers for life."
"My second brother treated me like a father and a mother. If I can avenge him, my death will be a worthy one."
Listening to the brothers' heartfelt words, Zhao Fan felt his eyes moisten. He nodded and said seriously, "Okay! In that case, let's have a big fight!"
As he said this, Zhao Fan looked at a silent man with long arms and legs next to him, "Seventeen, you must seize the opportunity!"
"Don't worry, Third Brother!" The man named Seventeen nodded and said solemnly, "I will definitely not fail."
"it is good!"
Zhao Fan smiled, looked at the other brothers and said, "If there is an afterlife, I, Zhao Fan, will work like a slave for you. Thank you all, brothers!"
Everyone grinned. The leader patted Zhao Fan on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "If there is an afterlife, we will still be brothers!"
Afterwards, the leader led thirty-five masters and sneaked towards Ou Zanghua's tribe.
After getting closer, they suddenly launched an attack before Ye Bu Shou noticed them.
Almost in an instant, thirty-five soldiers were killed without even a sound.
However, their behavior was so blatant that it immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers.
In an instant, hundreds of soldiers turned their guns and stabbed at them.
However, these thirty-five men, relying on their profound martial arts skills, were able to temporarily suppress hundreds of soldiers.
The female warrior moved, as agile as a cheetah, and turned over, kicking one of the soldiers in the head like lightning. The force of this blow was so amazing that the soldier felt his eyes go black before he fell to the ground, already unconscious.
Seeing this, another soldier rushed forward waving his weapon. The female warrior was not flustered at all. She spun around and avoided the opponent's attack. At the same time, she raised her right leg high and hit the opponent's head with a high whip kick. The kick was so powerful that with a "bang", the soldier's helmet was knocked off and he fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.
Then she turned her waist, her body spun like a top, and her left leg swept out, kicking away two soldiers who were trying to sneak attack. After the two soldiers rolled several times in the air, they fell heavily to the ground and could not get up again in a short time.
Beside the female warrior was a tall bearded man. When the soldiers' slashing came like a violent storm, the bearded man moved and easily avoided the opponent's attack. Then, he quickly used a series of punches, each punch hitting the flesh, beating the soldiers without any ability to fight back, and they fell in a pool of blood in a moment.
Two more soldiers rushed up with spears in hand. The spears were as sharp as dragons and pierced the bearded man's vital points, but he bent down to avoid the fatal blow.
While the soldiers were stabbing the air with their spears, he stepped forward and slammed his knee into the opponent's chest.
There was a crisp sound of "crack!" and the chests of the two soldiers collapsed instantly under the bearded man's knee. The two soldiers flew backwards with blood spurting out of their mouths and were obviously dying.
The news that thirty-five people bravely broke into the army quickly reached Ou Zanghua's carriage. He was stunned for a moment after hearing it. He looked at the soldiers kneeling beside the carriage and asked, "Are you saying that thirty-five martial arts masters are attacking my army?"
The soldier clasped his hands and said seriously: "Sir Ou, it is true. They have killed dozens of soldiers."
"You guys!" Ou Zanghua laughed angrily.
Thirty-five men dared to attack his army of twenty thousand.
Did you think you were filming a movie?
Even Xin Qiji was not so powerful. After all, he led forty people.
Gao Kexin, who was standing by, stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Sir Ou, I will fight and finish them off."
"Go!"
Ou Zanghua nodded and calmly ordered: "No need to leave anyone alive."
"Yes!" Gao Kexin responded and walked quickly towards the direction of the accident with a team of people.
Zhao Fan, who had been hiding in the dark, confirmed the carriage where Ou Zanghua was, and also saw for the first time the man who killed his second brother.
Even he himself did not expect that the other party was so young and so handsome. However, such a great man ignored the lives of his brothers, so he deserved to die!
Zhao Fan took a deep breath, exerted force with his legs, and rushed to Ou Zanghua's carriage like an arrow from a bow. He threw two flying knives with his hands, one in front and one behind, and went straight for the third place winner in the carriage: "You dog official, die for me!"
Ding Mian and Lu Bai were shocked. They would never have thought that an assassin would put on the Ming army's cotton armor and sneak into Lord Ou's carriage.
However, Ou Zanghua looked very calm, as if he didn't hear it.
The next moment, a shadow flew out and blocked the two flying knives.
When Zhao Fan took a look, he found that it was a woman with a cold and beautiful face. She was Tuotuo, the bodyguard given to Ou Zanghua by Emperor Zhengde.
However, Zhao Fan would not show mercy just because Tuotuo was a woman. He immediately drew out his two swords and used a wind-sweeping thunderbolt to attack Tuotuo.
Tuotuo held a silver snake sword in his hand. After exchanging two moves with Zhao Fan, he pressed the mechanism on the hilt of the sword, and the silver snake sword immediately turned into a nine-section whip, which entangled Zhao Fan's single sword.
Ding Mian drew his sword and stepped forward, using the Songshan sword technique to strike directly at the target, but Zhao Fan dodged sideways and fought him with a single sword.
Tuotuo took the opportunity to pull Zhao Fan's movements, causing them to become deformed. Ding Mian naturally would not miss this opportunity, and used a move called Changhong Guanri, which directly pierced Zhao Fan's abdomen, causing him serious injuries.
Then Ding Mian knocked Zhao Fan down with a sweeping blow, and with a swipe of the Tuotuo Nine-Section Whip, he used a snake-like move to tie Zhao Fan's hands together.
Ou Zanghua was sitting in the carriage. He turned his head to look at the newcomers and said calmly, "So that's how it is. Those thirty-five people broke into the army formation just to create an opportunity for you!"
"Humph, you dog official!"
Zhao Fan looked at Ou Zanghua angrily and said coldly: "You killed my second brother, you will die a miserable death!"
"Your second brother?"
Ou Zanghua was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Who is it?"
Zhao Fan was stunned, and he struggled excitedly, with blood all over the floor: "You dog official, you killed my second brother, and you actually asked me who he is?!"
"Listen carefully, my second brother is Zhao Hao! He was the Grand Marshal of the Fengtian Expedition and the Commander-in-Chief of the Third Army!"
"Oh"
Ou Zanghua suddenly realized, and patiently explained: "He died before he even appeared in front of me, so it is understandable that I didn't recognize him!"
Zhao Fan stared at Ou Zanghua intently, if eyes could kill.
With a "claw!" sound, an iron arrow as fast as lightning shot over from a distance, pointing directly at Ou Zanghua's forehead.
By the time everyone noticed it, the arrow had already reached the carriage.
"Europe!."
With a "click", the iron arrow went straight through the carriage and killed a soldier on the other side.
Tuotuo was so scared that he immediately flew to the carriage. It turned out that Ou Zanghua had dodged the arrow that was almost certain to hit him by leaning sideways at the critical moment.
"Master Ou!"
Ding Mian and Lu Bai were so scared that they broke out in cold sweats, but they also wanted to climb onto the carriage.
The soldiers around him changed their expressions and surrounded him.
"Don't panic, I'm fine." Ou Zanghua's voice came through his internal force. His usual calm voice immediately calmed everyone's emotions.
"Come here, prepare your horses!"
Lu Bai first breathed a sigh of relief, then shouted: "Follow me and kill that shooter!"
"you!."
Zhao Fan lay on the ground, looking at Ou Zanghua in shock: "You actually have such a profound inner strength"
"It's a very exciting game within a game. I underestimated you. If it were someone else who wasn't good at martial arts, he would have definitely fallen into your trap. What a pity."
Ou Zanghua looked down at Zhao Fan and said indifferently, "Drag him away and behead him."
"Yes!"
(End of this chapter)