Chapter 1215: Deep Love (3)
"Yan Ying, where are you!" A roar pierced the sky, this group of more than 30 people who came in the new way did not wear Tiele costumes, and they slashed at the Tiele Department on the periphery all the way.
Yan Ying's eyes lit up, "The wind is terrifying!"
Xiao Xi looked over in surprise when he heard this.
The leader is really the wind and clouds.
Reinforcements came, Yan Ying and the others were suddenly excited, she cooperated with Xiao Xi and went all the way out to kill.
The two have a very tacit understanding, Yan Ying is responsible for stabbing the key point with a sword, and Xiao Xi is responsible for mending the knife.
The efficiency of killing the enemy has increased rapidly, and the dozens of people who rushed madly have been dealt with.
They didn't stop, all the way to the area where Yanhua was in charge on the other side, and when the three of them converged and finished killing this side, the people brought by the wind and clouds also killed the periphery.
The other two guards also completed their tasks, and several of them converged.
Feng Jingyun rushed in in a high spirit, and when he was about to get in front of Yan Ying, he jumped down and rushed to Yan Ying, staring at her with a pair of shining eyes.
"I'm coming. ”
Yan Ying smiled, "Thank you." ”
Don't ask them why they're here, and don't ask, how do they know she's here.
When he came, it was good.
The scorching heat of this charcoal in the snow, Yan Ying accepted it.
The two didn't speak, but Xiaoxi and a few of them put knives in their eyes, if they hadn't come to save themselves, they would have rushed up to gouge out their eyes.
Always staring at their princess!
"Let's rest and see if we have anything to eat and some water. That's a thousand, and there's still two thousand to go back in the blink of an eye. ”
Yan Ying commanded calmly.
Xiaoxi reluctantly scattered in search of food and water.
A group of them sat on a mountain of corpses, nibbling bread and drinking water.
"Are you injured?" Feng Jingyun's eyes never left Yan Ying.
"Well, everybody's hurt. ”
Yanhua quickly took two bites of the cake, and came over to help Yan Ying bandage it, and everyone quickly solved it and bandaged each other's wounds.
Feng Jingyun is also a man who is used to killing, but Yan Ying is a woman after all, so he is a little more worried.
However, her face was as usual, and she stopped talking after bandaging her wounds.
And when they closed their eyes, they lay down on the corpse and rested with their eyes closed.
Yan Ying and they didn't sleep all night, and they were the same, and they galloped for two days and two nights to catch up with Yan Ying and them.
The rest time always feels very short, but this closing of the eyes is like a full night's sleep.
"It's coming!" Yanhua, who was in charge of taking turns to keep watch, screamed, and everyone jumped up.
As far as the eye can see, it is black again.
This should be the last thousand of the three thousand.
They had already slain two thousand, and if they held out for another three hours, their army would have arrived.
Now there are more than seven people, plus there are almost fifty people in total, and all of them quickly adjusted their state and became more and more courageous.
And the group seemed to be a little cautious, stopped outside the village, and kept looking into the village.
At this moment, the village has been changed beyond recognition, and there are traces of charring everywhere.
Black smoke filled the roofs, cowsheds, and haystacks.
The outside of the village and inside the village were covered with corpses, emitting a foul smell, and no one on either side spoke, separated by a mountain of dead villages.
This kind of quiet confrontation made Tieler's hearts furious.
These people are too tough, aren't they?
If they rush in, they will probably become part of this mountain of corpses?
The thousand people did not dare to come in until the sun began to set.
Yan Ying was also happy in her heart, so that the time for the army to arrive would be closer and closer.
Suddenly, a cry rang out from the back of the village.
Yan Ying turned her head to look at it, stunned.