This is the crossbow of the trilogy brothers?

Li Yun recognized the familiar buzz for the first time, but he found that the direction of the arrow was wrong. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before he could think about it, a few more arrows broke through the air, accurately saving a few people who were almost killed.

Wrong!

Is this a rescuer?

Li Yun's face showed joy, if he could not die, who would want to die.

After thinking about it, the silver-white spear returned to its formidable state, and in an instant, it repelled two enemies.

He shouted, "Brothers, reinforcements are coming!"

Reinforcements?

Could it be that the brother who took the initiative to ask Ying to go to Lang Jun's rescue has already achieved his mission?

A strong desire to survive ignited from the heart, and the originally depressed spirit suddenly lifted up, and a strong resistance erupted.

As if to confirm Li Yun's words, countless arrows buzzed, and the corpses of the Tsing Yi army continued to fall, and after two waves of shooting, a team of men and horses rushed over from the darkness, and the leader was not Meng Hun, who was very familiar to everyone? Their killing cries were brewing with endless anger, as if they wanted revenge, and they would get back all their brothers' blood debts!

The torches of the Tsing Yi Army did not set the mountains and forests on fire, but they burned their own people.

The fire burned the body, the cries of pain mixed with the shouts of killing, this place was like a Shura field, and people died every second.

Jiang Pengji put down the crossbow, raised her hand and pulled out the long knife at her waist, and rushed to the battlefield.

The knife fell from the hand, almost a knife and a life, and after a while, his body was stained with blood.

Li Yun picked up the gun again to find the bandit leader, but he didn't know that the people were running fast, and they wanted to escape when they saw that the situation was not good.

"What about people?"

He had doubts in his heart, and opened a bloody path with the gun in his hand, but he never saw the figure of the strong man and bandit leader.

With a mistake in his eyes, he saw a familiar figure, as if he had seen the most beautiful yellow flower girl, and his eyes lit up.

He was about to rush over to grab someone's head, but before he could get close, a white light crossed the man's neck, and his head rose to the sky.

Looking again, an unfamiliar hand grabbed the fallen head.

Li Yun: "......"

Who robbed him of his head?

"The enemy bandits give the head, whoever doesn't surrender and kill whom!"

I saw that the thin young man held the head of the strong man high, and his hoarse voice carried a deep unwillingness.

Of course, Jiang Pengji was not reconciled, the part that she had carefully cultivated and spent a lot of financial and material resources to raise was almost folded in the hands of the Tsing Yi army, how could she be willing if she didn't kill it back? But she knew better that if she allowed the situation to develop, she would only lose more people at that time.

Even if she shouted this, the two sides who had already killed the red eyes had no intention of stopping.

It wasn't until the Tsing Yi Army gradually lost the wind, and the foot of the mountain was full of charred corpses, and the rich smell of burnt meat filled the tip of the nose, that their sanity gradually returned, and the remnants of the Tsing Yi Army surrendered on their knees.

"Some of the people counted the prisoners, and the others went to put out the fire, so as not to burn the mountains and forests. Jiang Pengji said in a hoarse voice, and casually threw the head aside, her eyes revealing a fierce light, which made people dare not look at him, "The account of the Tsing Yi Army will have to be settled back sooner or later." Hurt my subordinates, damn it!"

Meng Hun clenched his fists, anger brewing on his calm face.

It wasn't until the dawn of time that the battlefield was barely cleared, and counting the troops brought by Jiang Pengji, there were only 1,800 people left.

"Lord......" Meng Hun opened his sour eyes, as if he could cry in the next second.

I can't help but feel distressed, the more than 3,000 parts brought out from Chongzhou are now only 1,008 left.

Don't look at this casualty ratio seems to be small, but every part is measured by the standards of this world, all of them are elite soldiers among elite soldiers, and it is distressing to lose one, let alone lose nearly half!

"Are they all buried?" Jiang Pengji frowned, not revealing too much emotion.

She is used to seeing life and death, at most she sighs for a while, and she will not indulge in it and cannot extricate herself.

"The brothers are buried. ”

Meng Hun originally wanted to bring their corpses back, but the current situation did not allow it.

He could only bury it on the spot in pain, and everyone set up a grave.

The only consolation is that their tombs are all in one place, and they shouldn't feel lonely.

"Bring everyone back...... Jiang Pengji's face was solemn, her eyes swept around indifferently, and fell on Li Yun, seeing the appearance of his right hand, her eyebrows were raised lightly, and she asked Meng Hun, "Who is this person? Why haven't you seen it before?"

According to Jiang Pengji's training method, the distribution position of the thick calluses on the hands of the buriers is not like this.

Hearing her inquiry, one of the subordinates in his hand said stubbornly, "Brother Li is our benefactor. ”

"Benefactor?" Jiang Pengji glanced at Li Yun, "What's going on?"

When it comes to Li Yun, many people feel that they are really lucky.

Li Yun, a native of Fengyi County, his parents died when he was a child, and he followed his art teacher to learn literature and martial arts in the deep mountains near Fengyi County.

When he heard about the atrocities of the Tsing Yi Army, he subconsciously leaned towards the tribe, and he enthusiastically took the initiative to ask for help, leading the way for the tribe and helping them get rid of the pursuers. This is a seemingly cold-faced, but in fact a somewhat familiar young man, with a hearty and unpretentious temperament, plus he has fought several times to save people, and he was quickly accepted by the ministry and called each other brothers.

Jiang Pengji listened to it and sighed flatly.

"Do you have any other places to go?" Jiang Pengji asked Li Yun.

Li Yun didn't react for a while, and then said, "Master asked me to go down the mountain to have a better look, but I didn't specify where I was going." ”

In fact, the master's original words are that if the situation changes abruptly today, only by constantly challenging people and constantly fighting can he improve his martial arts, so let him go down the mountain to increase his knowledge, if he comes back with a fame, maybe he can marry a good daughter-in-law and inherit the old Li family.

Because Dongqing emphasizes literature and suppresses martial arts, learning martial arts is far less popular than learning literature, and his master originally said that Li Yun was going to become a big problem.

At this time, the world is in turmoil, but it is a good time for martial artists to rise and dominate the world.

"If you don't have a fixed goal, why don't you come to Xiangyang County? Now that the north of Dongqing is in chaos, it is very dangerous for you to be out alone. ”

Li Yun thought about it and nodded briskly, "Okay." ”

He saw that the thin young man in front of him was very good, and if he went to Xiangyang County, he might have a chance to fight in the future.

Although Li Yun is smart, he has blind trust in his master.

He will never forget his two purposes of going down the mountain - to fight, improve his martial arts, and gain fame and begging his daughter-in-law.

Seeing a male god with a cold appearance, revealing such a silly and sweet side, the audience in the live broadcast room said that the painting style was strange.

[Tu Yu Boss]: #托腮, the handsome male god was abducted to Xiangyang County by the anchor like this, I don't know if the anchor can only get on and off the boat? For details, you can refer to the poor Luo Yue Jiaotou, who is now tired of working overtime and becoming a dog.

[I don't want to add more, I just want to die]: I seem to see a future where a delicate flower is gradually withering under the pressure of overtime.

[Come and hurt each other]: The anchor should ...... Not so sick, right?