Everyone has a thought in their minds, wouldn’t they be called by Master Yuan?

A small guard hurried over, "Sir, there were about fifty people coming, all of whom were cavalrymen who had taken the horseshoe."

Yuan Zheng had long anticipated this situation. He rushed forward desperately, but he didn't want to stop and waste time with others. This rain delayed his trip. It seemed that he could not escape this battle.

Hearing this, he raised his chin outside and "act as planned."

Even the plan has come up long ago!

The guard hurried away.

Everyone in the hall was still stunned to react.

The flesh hanging from Teacher Gu's cheeks shook, and the night was dark. Even if Master Yuan's guards stood guard outside, how could they know the number and identity of the other party?

Could it be?

He also came out of the marching and fighting team, so he naturally knew what to do to understand such a detailed situation. After looking at Yuan Zheng, he said in surprise: "Did the Lord in charge still use the Tingwen?"

His name for Yuan Zheng also changed from the Fourth Master to the Chief Lord.

Tingweng is a tool specially used in the Daliang army to eavesdrop on intelligence. It can be found in large and small. It is made of special pottery urns and placed on the ground or through the wall to listen to the sound. It is best to use it to listen to the ground during marching.

Yuan Zheng nodded, and had no time to explain too much, so he ordered a simple order, "Take the bow and arrow to prepare for the battle, divide into five groups, coach Gu led two groups to the western wall, and then two groups guarded the gate with me, and the last group went to the backyard to prevent someone from sneak attacking around the back."

Seeing that Yuan Zheng and Guidance Gu were both serious in the hall, everyone who was still lazy just now became nervous instantly. Could it be that the Northern Barbarians are really here?

They are people from the court. The court rarely deals with Hengshui now. The team of fifty people comes and goes, so Yuan Zheng and Gu coach Gu will not know, so this must be not a normal team.

Seeing Yuan Zheng's order, he realized the danger even more. When he thought of the Northern Barbarians who were famous outside, he suddenly became panicked in the hall, and someone ran away and his hat fell off.

"Sir." The soldier who had just chuckled was tall and strong, but he was trembling with his lower plate. He held the table and moved to Yuan Zheng, "If you don't let the post station deliver a letter to the county yamen as soon as possible!"

"It's too late!" Teacher Gu slapped him on the back, "Look at you, you're a bear, a bear with a surname, a bear. Isn't it very good when catching thieves?"

"Don't panic." Yuan Zheng said in a deep voice: "Defense is much better than offense in such a place. As long as you remember how the training of the school ground is practiced and follow orders, you will be able to retreat to the enemy."

He raised his voice and said sternly: "Please use the whistle as the order. If there is any violation of the order, those who retreat will act without authorization, and those who take action will be killed!"

After all, Teacher Gu has experienced the battlefield. Yuan Zheng's words were powerful and vigorous, and his long-lost passion came up. He stood up straight and replied loudly, "Yes!"

Xun took two groups of people to the west wall.

Yuan Zheng first made arrangements to the courtyard gate.

Although the soldiers mustered up the courage to follow the orders, the courtyard was still in chaos. The hands of taking the bow and arrow were busy, and the horse neighing people who were leading the horse into the house. When the remaining three groups of people brought the bow and arrow outside the courtyard as Yuan Zheng ordered, the sound of horse hooves was already like thunder.

There are two arrow towers at the entrance of the courtyard, and several simple haystacks have been built under the tower. Everyone lay down behind the haystacks and pulled the bows and arrows, and their hearts are trembling like they are stepping on horses.

There are more than 30 people, fifty or sixty people on the other side, and they are still fierce Northern Barbarians. How can you fight?

There was a dead silence inside and outside the station, and only the sound of breathing came and fell in the rain.

A "swoosh" sound of breaking through the air and breaking the rhythm of the horse's hooves, shooting straight towards the torches above the two arrow towers.

Yuan Zheng ignored it and just watched the dark shadows getting closer and closer in the rain, holding them firmly with a bow and arrow in his hand.

"Boom", the torch on the arrow tower fell into the yard.

The soldiers outside the western wall and the courtyard were trembling again.

This is a warning! Sure enough, the person who came was not good!

If it weren't for rain, these two torches could ignite the station.

Xiong Meng, who was lying behind the haystack, had a cramp in his calf. They were eating and drinking hot every day in the capital. Never have they seen such a scene?

He looked up at Yuan Zheng who was silent on the arrow tower, and moved his legs silently backwards.

"Swish"! A feather arrow flew down from above and pierced behind him. Xiong Meng shook his whole body and almost came out. He looked back tremblingly and looked, "Oh, the arrow was on the edge of his feet."

This is a warning...

This Fourth Master Yuan is not like a child of a high-ranking family, he is clearly a Guan Gong!

"Master Xiong." The person beside him shouted, "I'm afraid of asking for help, let go of my hand and fuck him. I haven't killed anyone for so many years in the army. I've shot a lot of targets and have never shot anyone yet. Today I'll be fucking!"

"Of course you old bachelor are not afraid of death. My wife and children are at home. How can I save my life?"

"Look at the Fourth Master Renyuan!" The old Tian smacked his lips, "I'm young and calm. I heard that Ren had just gotten into a rendezvous with the Liang Shaozai family. How could he be more precious than you?"

Xiong Meng muttered and lay down again. As the people came closer, the torches at the station were extinguished, and the darker they were all over, and there was no intention of fighting back.

Just as I was worried that I was dying, I suddenly felt like a horse neighing, and the horse team running wildly on the official road suddenly became in chaos.

"There is a trippy horse!" someone shouted.

At this moment, Xiong Meng felt a sharp whistle sounding from his head, and a fierce murderous aura flew out from above, "swish" a row of arrows rushed into the night and shot towards the horse team.

"Aren't there the only one Master Yuan, the Fourth Master?" Xiong Meng asked tremblingly.

"Shoot the arrow!" Lao Tian aimed at a black shadow and flew out, "There is a move called Meteor Arrow Rain, don't you know?"

After saying that, he was stunned and looked up. He had only heard of the Meteor Arrow Rain, and had never seen it. The Fourth Master Yuan was young and had such a powerful archery technique?

Those who fell off the horse or were about to retreat, suddenly saw an arrow, and there was a burst of screams of exclamation and chaotic chaos.

A trombone rang out in the team, "Get back!" Someone immediately ordered the order.

Yuan Zheng did not give them a chance to withdraw from the range at all. The Western Wall and the bows and arrows outside the courtyard took the opportunity to force several people to dismount.

The horse team in the night finally retreated to safety after losing a group of people.

"Shh--" Another stern whistle.

All the arrows at the post station stopped and fell into the night again.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, and the person sent by Liu Wei came from behind. They thought they would come to a post station to catch turtles, but they didn't expect that the other party was so well prepared. Not only was they ready, but they could also set up a siege in such a short time!

Too underestimating the enemy!

"There are people on the arrow tower!" Someone shouted in the attacking team here.

"Group A collects Marso." The leader shouted, "The rest are aimed at the arrow tower and shoot!"

In an instant, dozens of arrows flew towards the arrow tower.

There was still no response in the station. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed on the arrow tower, and a vague figure fell heavily from the tower!

"It's done!" someone in the horse team said happily.
Chapter completed!