The rest of the Mobei warriors had red eyes, and some even cried bitterly, "Why did it take you so long to come?"

This questioning directly hit Lan Jing's heart with a sad grievance, her heart hurt, and tears flowed, "I'm sorry..."

She really felt guilty when she saw such a scene, although she didn't rush slowly along the way, but in the end, she didn't travel day and night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What's more, there are mountain bandits to take care of, so she originally thought that the trip was quite fast, but now she thinks about it slowly.

"Now is not the time to blame yourself, subdue them first..."

Before Chen Xian's words fell, Wu Lihan laughed, "Just a few of you little white faces?"

Lan Jing and the others, who were originally a lot darker, are really not obvious compared to them now.

Lan Jing bullied him with a stick, "Eat Lao Tzu's stick..."

Before she could finish speaking, the two sides began to fight again.

Although Wang Qiang and the others have never been on the battlefield, they have all undergone strict training, and they are not weaker than others in fighting, but they are better than the soldiers in the Northern Desert in terms of skills.

Because of their participation, the fighting spirit of the Mobei Army was further stimulated, and the battle on the field became more and more fierce, with countless casualties on both sides.

Lan Jing, who didn't have much actual combat experience, began to be at a disadvantage after a few rounds, and she tried hard to make amends, but she was too far behind in terms of strength and skill.

Seeing that she was about to be slashed by a knife, Lin Chu threw the iron rod, and with a bang, the two weapons struck each other with a crisp sound, and the knife was redirected.

Lan Jing swallowed his saliva, met Lin Chu's worried eyes, and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, you..."

Before she could finish her words, Wu Lihan came up again, and he slashed at Lan Jing in unison, in no particular order.

Lin Chu pulled Lan Jing back, "Be careful..."

As soon as Lan Jing's iron rod blocked, there was a sharp and piercing sound.

Lin Chu reached out from behind to hold the iron rod, and then pulled Lan Jing back behind him.

Seeing this, Lan Jing dodged and picked up the iron rod that Lin Chu had thrown before, and without saying anything, he attacked Wulihan.

The iron rod hit Ullihan's arm, and he let out a muffled snort, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "You, villains..."

"Joke, you came to someone else's house to steal something, and you still want others to treat you as a guest?" Lan Jing said and went down with two more sticks, but unfortunately he had already taken precautions and was flashed away by him.

When she tried to attack again, a low roar came from the room behind her, like a beast in heat.

She thought of something instantly, her eyes were misted with anger, the hand holding the iron rod protruded, turned around and kicked the door open and rushed straight in.

When Zatomu heard the sound, he didn't look back, and shouted, "It's still early..."

Lan Jing raised his stick and struck him directly on the back of the head, with enough force to kill him instantly.

It's a pity that he seems to be aware of it, on the side of his body, the stick fell on his shoulder blades, snorted in pain, he didn't mention his pants, and the other hand was clenched into a fist and swung directly at Lan Jing.

Lan Jing took a step back, dodging his fist, and the stick in his hand swung at him again.

He leaned over to dodge the stick, his hands quickly lifting his pants.

Lan Jing didn't give him time to tie his trouser belt, and the stick swung at him again, this time aiming for his waist.

He took two steps back in a panic, his pants slipped down again, and the filth in front of him was clearly displayed in front of Lan Jing's eyes.

Lan Jing showed no mercy, a stick down, only to hear an earth-shattering wail of ghosts and gods, just when she wanted to go to the next stick, she was hit by a kick in the back, she stumbled, and before she could turn around, the person had been rescued.

Exhaling, she looked at the woman lying on the bed, her eyes were closed, her lips were pale, her whole body was full of bruises, and her lower body was stained with blood.

Lan Jing shook his head, picked up the sheet on the side and put it on the woman, then turned and walked out.

Outside the house, the uninjured or slightly injured were gathering the seriously injured for Chen Xian and the others to heal.

Wang Qiang saw Lan Jing come out and hurriedly walked over, "Shizi, the Tartars have run away, and a man named Chen Sheng has led someone to chase after him." ”

Lan Jing nodded, and just as she wanted to speak, she saw Fan Tiezhu and the rest of the mountain bandits who were let go by her, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are they here?"

Wang Qiang grinned, "They said they came to help, and it was thanks to them, because of their joining, the Tartars knew that there was no chance of winning and ran away." ”

Lan Jing thought for a moment, walked over to them, looked back and forth at several people, and said, "You are Liang Batian?"

Liang Batian was slightly surprised, they had never met each other, except for the people in the village, few people had seen his true face.

"I am!" Liang Batian said with his head tilted slightly.

Lan Jing arched his hand, "I have admired the name for a long time." ”

Liang Batian also gave up, "politely polite"

"How is the pen business?" Lan Jing asked with a faint smile.

Liang Batian hugged his chest, "Liang listened attentively. ”

"We teamed up to rob the tribes of the Northern Desert, and we grabbed five or five points of what we robbed. Lan Jing said.

Liang Batian raised his eyes and glanced at Lan Jing, "There are many soldiers and few bandits, when the time comes, you will regret it, and we will only have a dead end." ”

Lan Jing shrugged, "You can choose to trust me or go back the way you came." ”

Fan Tiezhu pushed away the people around him and stood up, "You kid thinks too beautifully, do you think we are just chasing after us to help?"

"Or else?" Lan Jing looked sideways at him.

Fan Tiezhu's eyes widened, staring at Lan Jing tightly, "Don't think that pretending to be stupid and stunned will let you go, you should forget the hatred of my brothers now." ”

Lan Jing raised an eyebrow, "Remember how you were caught last time?"

Fan Tiezhu was indignant, "You used three indiscriminate means..."

"I can still use the same methods now, do you think you can resist? ”

Liang Batian's eyes flashed, "Why didn't you take out the medicine just now to deal with the Tartar?"

Lan Jing stretched out a finger, "First, in order to let our soldiers realize the cruelty of the battlefield in advance, so as not to be scared to pee on the battlefield." Second, and most importantly, Ye hasn't figured out which poison to use. ”

"Blow it," Fan Tiezhu muttered quietly.

Lan Jing smiled sweetly, "Actually, I drugged you just when you got close. ”

Fan Tiezhu was startled at first, and then shook his head in disbelief, "Impossible, you don't want to bluff me." ”

"Whether it was bluffing you or not, you'll soon know. Lan Jing said lightly.

Fan Tiezhu moved, he didn't feel abnormal, just as he was about to speak, a cramping pain came from his abdomen, he covered his stomach, and wailed: "You villain, give me an antidote." ”

Lan Jing patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you the antidote, your life is not worth anything." ”

Liang Batian glanced at Fan Tiezhu and said after pondering for a moment: "I agreed." ”