Accompanied by whistling sounds, the mounted gangsters rushed up the hill while shouting. However, they were suddenly thrown into disarray as many of them were killed by the tripping ropes and traps. Seeing this scene, the warriors on the hill cheered and shouted. However, the mounted gangsters were not to be trifled with. They immediately lit their torches, and with the sound of a horn, the bandits dismounted from their horses and advanced forward with their spears and shields. The mounted gangsters at the back continued to shoot arrows to cover their companions in front.
Seeing this scene, one of the people on the hill was silent for a moment, then immediately roared angrily.
"Release the rolling stones!!"
Following his order, dozens of huge rocks immediately rolled down from the hillside, directly smashing into the enemy's shield formation, immediately causing them to be thrown off their feet. Then, the hidden warriors of the caravan immediately revealed themselves and fired another round of arrows at the enemy. In an instant, more than 200 people were killed or injured.
This made Greybeard furious, while the warriors of the caravan cheered. However, the mounted gangsters were bloodthirsty bandits after all. They immediately retreated and organized a third round of attacks.
Seeing this, the leader of the caravan frowned. The enemy had 800 mounted gangsters, while they only had 50 to 60 people on their side. It was already a fluke that they could achieve this result. Next, it was time to think about how to escape.
However, just as the warrior was about to open his mouth to command everyone to prepare to charge out of the encirclement, he suddenly heard a strange sound.
It was the sound of a zither.
"Thump … thump thump …"
The melodious sound of the zither rang out, quietly echoing across the plains. The sound of the zither was not loud, but it seemed to have a magical power. No matter how loudly the mounted gangsters and warriors shouted, they could not stop it from slowly approaching. Soon, the mounted gangsters stopped in their tracks, and the warriors also stopped shouting. Both sides seemed to have formed an inexplicable tacit understanding as they listened to the zither sound that came from nowhere.
Then, both sides' expressions changed.
The warriors were wild with joy, while the mounted gangsters looked as if they had seen a monster, their faces filled with fear.
"It's the demonic sound, run!!"
Someone shouted first, and then the mounted gangsters turned and ran. But at this moment, the sound of the zither suddenly grew louder.
It was as if an army was lying in ambush in all directions. If the tune just now was to show the heaviness and depression before the start of the war, then at this moment, the intense and high-spirited sound of the zither was to show the army leaping up and launching a merciless battle against the enemy!
Under the passionate sound of the zither, everyone seemed to see an illusion. They saw an army lurking in the grass, then leaping up and surrounding their enemies from all directions. Arrows flew, and the sounds of killing shook the heavens. The enemy resisted with all their might, but in the end, they suffered a crushing defeat.
The song ended.
Gray Beard rode on his horse, his eyes wide open, looking at the grassland under the night sky in horror. Then, a breeze blew, and Gray Beard's burly body swayed twice, then he fell from his horse.
"Plop."
Gray Beard's fall was just the beginning, and the surrounding enemies fell to the ground one after another, like harvested wheat. In the blink of an eye, the 800 mounted gangsters who had surrounded the entire hill were completely wiped out. Only their warhorses were still in place, looking around blankly, not knowing what had happened.
"What's going on?"
On the side of the caravan warriors, the man who led the caravan was also stunned, but another warrior next to him shouted excitedly.
"It's Young Master Fang! Sir! "
"Young Master Fang?"
"That's right, Young Master Fangzheng Fang! Rumor has it that he has been traveling around the world to eliminate the mountain bandits and mounted gangsters who have caused trouble. Whenever he plays the zither, those bandits will fall to the ground. Some even say that he was born from the heavens! I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true! "
At this moment, another slightly older warrior was also very excited. Although they had the upper hand and injured 300 to 400 of Gray Beard's men, everyone knew that it was only because of the geographical advantage and the trap. The enemy had more than 800 people, so they would not care about such a small matter. Even if they were to break through the encirclement later on, they would probably have to sacrifice a lot of people.
But now, these mounted gangsters had all died just like that. One could only say that the ups and downs of life were too exciting!
"Look!"
At this moment, another warrior hurriedly said. Then, everyone saw a young man riding on a white deer leisurely appear in front of them under the moonlight.
Very quickly, a warrior came forward and cupped his fists respectfully.
"May I ask if you are Young Master Fangzheng Fang?"
"That's me."
Hearing the other party's question, Fangzheng chuckled. People who grew up in Fangzheng's era almost all had a wuxia dream. Of course, when it came to the specific weapons and sects, everyone was different. For example, some people liked Taiji Fist, some liked the Golden Snake Sword, and some liked hidden weapons.
And Fangzheng's favorite was the Six-fingered Zither Demon.
After all, the sound of the zither was very cool to kill enemies!
Therefore, after coming to this era, Fangzheng also used this as a goal and created his own Musical Assassination Technique. After all, he had knowledge that surpassed this era, and he himself had enough strength. As long as he integrated his strength into the sound waves, he could change the frequency and cause damage to the enemy.
Of course, this technique could not distinguish between friend and foe, but as long as the range was controlled, it would be enough.
"I came here following these mounted gangsters, and did not expect to meet them. Hmm … looks like we are both quite lucky."
"Of course, of course, to be able to meet Young Master Fang, it is really a blessing of three lifetimes …"
"No need to say more."
Fangzheng waved his hand.
"To be able to block 800 mounted gangsters with the strength of a few dozen people, it is quite rare."
"This is all thanks to Master Xiang!"
As they spoke, the warriors pushed a strong young man forward. Looking at Fangzheng who was sitting on the white deer, he cupped his fists cautiously.
"I am Xiang Shaolong, thank you for saving me, Young Master Fang."
"Hmm … … hmm?"
Hearing this name, Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at the man in front of him again.
Damn!
Xiang Shaolong?!
The ancestor of all transmigrators!
The first person to transmigrate and open a harem!
Fangzheng had read a lot of Seeking Qin in the past, so naturally he remembered Xiang Shaolong the best. One must know that this was a pioneer who started a new era, he did not expect to see him here … … Damn, Xiang Shaolong, you are my idol, come and sign here.
"It was nothing, no need to be so polite."
Thinking of this, Fangzheng also laughed, he had no interest in snatching Xiang Shaolong's harem. In reality, Fangzheng had no intention of finding any women in this era, and after knowing that this was Seeking Qin, he was even less interested. But this was the country of Zhao, and this was the Wuzhi's cavalry … … oh, that meant Xiang Shaolong had just transmigrated not too long ago.
At this time, another warrior came forward and exchanged a few words with Fangzheng, then invited him to Handan. Towards this, Fangzheng naturally agreed. If it was anyone else, Fangzheng would probably not be interested. But this was Xiang Shaolong, the ancestor of transmigrators, Fangzheng also wanted to see this person's ability.
At the same time, Xiang Shaolong also looked at Fangzheng with a complicated feeling. Just as Fangzheng thought, Xiang Shaolong had just transmigrated to this world not too long ago, and thought that with his strength and experience as a special forces soldier, he would be able to make a name for himself in this world. But … … what the hell was this!?
Killing enemies with music, what kind of wuxia was this?!
If Xiang Shaolong had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that there was such a magical martial art in this world. What was even more inconceivable was that the young man called Fangzheng only lightly whistled, and the horse bandits that were originally scattered all over the plains immediately obediently ran over, following behind him … … this scene not only amazed the warriors, but also made Xiang Shaolong's eyes widen.
Could it be that those wuxia novels were not made up? Were there really such strange people in ancient times?!
If this era was filled with people like this, then how could he survive?
At this moment, Xiang Shaolong was deeply worried about his future.
After this, everyone immediately met up with Tao Fang's caravan, and after knowing the whole story, Tao Fang was also very grateful to Fangzheng. Of course, Tao Fang was not stingy towards Xiang Shaolong. After all, it was Xiang Shaolong who led the warriors to buy time for Tao Fang's caravan. Tao Fang also saw Xiang Shaolong's heroic spirit, and promised to ask for rewards for him when he returned.
Xiang Shaolong was naturally very grateful for this, but after three rounds of wine, he still could not help but express his inner doubts to Tao Fang.
"Master Tao, that Master Fang can use music to kill enemies, and can control war horses at will, could it be that there are many such strange people?"
"How is that possible?"
Hearing Xiang Shaolong's doubts, Tao Fang laughed out loud.
"Although it is true that you can hear many strange stories when you travel around the countries, most of them are exaggerated and can't stand up to scrutiny. However, this Young Master Fang was not just a rumor. He single-handedly killed the horse bandits and caused them to flee upon hearing the news. This was a true achievement. In fact, it was rumored that the kings of the six nations had sent people to recruit this Young Master Fang, but they were all rejected. Of course, there are also rumors that this Master Fang was born from heaven, I think it is not without reason … … "
"I see … …"
Hearing this, Xiang Shaolong more or less heaved a sigh of relief. If this world is filled with warriors like Fangzheng, then what's the point of living in this world, he might as well just go back to Mulberry Village and retire with Mei Canniang.
But just as he relaxed, another thought surged into Xiang Shaolong's mind.
One must know that Xiang Shaolong is also a modern man, he has read wuxia novels before. Generally speaking, when meeting such an invincible master … … .shouldn't he acknowledge him as his master?!
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