The war came too suddenly, Hua Hornet stood on the high wall and looked out clearly at the invading enemy before he knew that things were in trouble, the slightly lower terrain Lao Ye Ling had been fighting inextricably, arrows, knives and guns were all out, and seeing that there were constantly ash bottles thrown out, Hua Hornet knew that Peng Liuzi had exhausted all his strength.

Screams were heard everywhere on Wonsan, and through the thick fog they penetrated into the ears of the wasps.

"Let's fight, if we don't fight again, Wonsan will be finished." The flower girl appeared beside the Hua Hornet and whispered to him.

"I'm here on Kotou Mountain, and I'll help you guard it."

This is not the time to talk nonsense, the opponent is the Tubo people, and no one will survive if they don't make a quick decision.

"Open the gate, push out the stone cart and kill these Tibetan dogs!"

Seeing that a group of Tubo people were about to rush up along the ramp in front of the gate, Hua Ma Bee gave his own order, the gate opened, and the Tubo people just raised their leather shields, but they didn't expect that what fell was a wooden cart full of stones, these things were originally prepared for Peng Liuzi, and now they all fell on the heads of the Tubo people.

The car made of green oka wood is extremely strong, from the steep slope with the momentum of thunder and thunder pressed down, the Tubo people led by the head did not even have a chance to scream, was hit by the stone cart and broke the bones, rushed into the crowd of stone carts violently opened a bloody road in the crowd, the narrow mountain road can stand on the Tubo people have few left.

Hua Hornet roared angrily and rushed down with his subordinates, a silver spear in his hand was danced by him like a windmill, and two Tibetan warriors fought alone without falling behind.

Seeing that the leader was brave, the rest of the bandits shouted and surrounded the remaining seven or eight Tubo people in the middle, the knives and iron forks came out, relying on the strength of the people, seven or eight Tubo people slashed left and right, and finally because of the weak strength of the robbers, they were stabbed to the ground. Hua Hornet was overjoyed, found a loophole, and suddenly flew out of his sleeve a sleeve arrow. Without warning, he got into the eyes of the Tubo man in front of him, taking advantage of the opportunity for the last Tubo man to be stunned. A shot went to his throat.

The Tibetan man who was shot in the eye rolled on the ground in pain, and the Hua Hornet picked up a knife with a cruel smile and slashed it heavily at the neck of the Tubo man, and the severed head rolled down the hillside with a gurgling face.

Wiping the blood stains on his face, Hua Ma Bee made a move and continued to kill down the mountain, where Peng Liuzi could already see the Tubo people climbing against the wall.

In just a short period of time, Hua Hornet lost at least six bandits. This made him feel distressed, but there was no way to do it today, and there was no way to reason with the Tibetan savages, as long as those people were killed. No one can escape the fate of being dismembered.

It's too late to think about why the Tubo people, who have always been peaceful, want to attack themselves, and now it's only right to save Peng Liuzi first, otherwise there is a danger of being broken by everyone.

The robbers' archery skills were very poor, and the dense rain of arrows passed and they could not kill one or two Tibetans. Those Tubo people who are extremely sensitive to arrows only need to hold a leather shield to fly those weak arrows, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, and they only need to simply block and then swing the knife to hack the robbers in front of them to death.

Peng Liuzi screamed again and again. Covered in blood, the horse chopping knife slashed hard, the sharp blade cut open the leather shield, the knife was heavy, and the half of the head of the Tubo people was cut off by the trend, and the red and white ones fell to the ground, kicked away the corpse in front of him, and continued to kill the front door.

The Eagle King had already regretted it very much at this time, he thought that he could take Yuanshan lightly, from the fierce battle in the morning to now, although the periphery has been cleared, but there are still two fortresses that have not progressed so far, and his own Tubo warriors have suffered no less than 100 casualties.

Although more robbers died, in the eyes of the Eagle King, this was still a loss-making business, and even if he took Wonsan, it would not be enough to compensate for the losses he had suffered.

That Han family is damned! Huang Youting damn it!

The Eagle King, who had been stimulated by the casualties of his subordinates, was about to go crazy with red eyes, and he was patrolling around, and a surrendered robber kneeling on the ground immediately became the target of his anger, the scimitar jumped out from his waist dexterously, and in a flash of cold light, the robber's head flew into the air, if Yun Zheng and Huang Youting were here, he wouldn't mind using more drastic means to deal with these two people.

Yuanshan's strength was weakened by these two people, otherwise, the Eagle King would never have the idea of attacking Yuanshan, and the grassland warriors without war horses were like goshawks with folded wings, with only half of their combat power.

The war was very unfavorable to Hua Hornet and Peng Liuzi, and unconsciously, the two of them had been forced to fight back to back by the Tubo people, and the remaining robbers were also divided into several pieces by the Tubo people, and the destruction was just around the corner.

"Sixth son, you have great strength to open the way in front, brother, I will break in the back, and if you don't break out, our brother will die here." Hua Ma Hornet panted and said to Peng Liuzi behind him.

"Good! Let's go up to Kotou Mountain! ”

After Peng Liuzi finished speaking, he hung the tail hook of the handle of the horse chopping knife on an iron ring around his waist, held the knife with both hands, and with a broken shout, the horse chopping knife was turned out violently, and he no longer made any defense.

The horse chopping knife was originally born from the Mo knife of the Tang Dynasty, but the Song man was short and weak, and he couldn't use the erosive momentum of the blocker, but at this moment, Peng Liuzi finally stimulated all his potential in order to survive.

The five-foot-long horse chopping knife is like an iron wall, the blocker is invincible, whether it is the Tubo scimitar or the spear and leather shield in their hands can not block the way of the horse chopping knife, the two Tubo people were actually cut in two by the heavy horse chopping knife, taking advantage of the gap opened by Peng Liuzi, the Hua Hornet also followed the stab in the hand of the silver spear, stabbed the Tubo people who blocked the road to death, and the back crossbow on the back of the head was also weirdly drilled out and nailed into the chest of the last Tubo person blocking the road, took advantage of the situation to jump out of the encirclement, and ran to his fortress with his legs.

Poor Peng Liuzi was beheaded by the Tubo people who rushed up when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born. The Mo knife should have been used by a team of people, and if it was used alone, if there was no one to help defend it, it was simply looking for death.

The leader ran away, and the frightened robbers, who had already been killed by the Tibetans, shouted and fled in all directions. It's a pity that no matter where you run, or surrender on your knees, you can't avoid being hacked to death one by one.

When he saw that the gate was closed, he felt faintly bad in his heart, and smashed the heavy gate with his fist but no one opened the door for him.

"Hua Niang, Hua Niang, Hua Niang open the door, hurry, the Tubo people are catching up!" Hua Ma Bee looked at the Tubo people who were chasing after him, and begged Hua Niang to open the door.

A beautiful head poked out of the high wall, looked at the anxious Hua Hornet in front of the gate and said: "Your martial arts are unparalleled, what is the value of a few Tubo people, and the concubine is standing on the high wall to cheer for Lang Jun." May my Langjun return victoriously, and the concubine will sweep the bed and wait, ah, the Tubo people have come up, and the concubine will give you a knife. ”

After speaking, a bright steel knife was thrown down from the high wall by Hua Niang, and at the same time a pair of sleeve arrows were thrown down, which was Hua Ma Hemp's spare sleeve arrows, and half of his prestige was earned by relying on sleeve arrows and flower back crossbows.

"Hua Niang, I'm infatuated with you, how can you treat me like this?" Hua Hornet looked at the flower girl on the high wall sadly, and her handsome face was full of grief and indignation.

"Lang Jun still don't say it, the reason why you rushed back alone is nothing more than to take the concubine and the money and food on the dog head mountain as a gift and surrender to the Tubo people, this is not good, you are a hero, you should have a hero's death, don't let the concubine down." As the flower girl spoke, tears rolled down, and I really felt pity.

"Mule, catch this!" Hua Mafeng's face changed suddenly, and he ordered loudly.

"Lang Jun, the mule can't help you, he just saw that you were in a deep crisis, and wanted to save you desperately, but he accidentally drank a glass of wine and was poisoned, and the rest of the subordinates were also dismissed by the concubine, asking them to flee for their lives, and now there is only one concubine in the mansion. You still pick up the knife and fight, the concubine sees that those Tubo people don't seem to leave prisoners, and see that the concubine can help you. ”

Hua Niang saw that the Tubo people once again set foot on this mountain road, holding a knife, and cut off a mountain vine, the Hua Ma Hornet Monster screamed and rolled into the gate under the gate, only to hear a loud noise, the mountain road was dusty, countless boulders fell down the high wall, jumping and rolling on the mountain road, the Tubo people who had just walked to the middle of the mountain road ran back unexpectedly, and were soon chased by the boulder and smashed into flesh, some of them accidentally fell into the abyss next to them in order to avoid the boulder, and then quietly fell silent after pulling out a long scream.

Seeing that the fifty Tubo people who had just gone up disappeared without a trace, a wisp of blood appeared from the corner of the Eagle King's mouth, and with a roar, he personally led twenty guards to step on the ground with minced meat and slippery internal organs, and rushed towards the mountain road quickly, he didn't believe that there could be any kind of ambush on this mountain road.

Hua Ma Hornet trembled and knelt on the ground, and shouted loudly in Tubo dialect: "The king spares his life, the king spares his life, I dedicate Yuanshan to you, and the stunning beauty, I just ask you to surround my life." ”

The Eagle King spat at the Hua Hornet in disgust, he was now full of disgust for all the Song people, especially the good-looking Song people, under the knife, the Hua Hornet fell to the ground, and the mouth spitting blood still muttered "spare your life." ”

The Eagle King, who breathed a sigh of relief, didn't have time to be happy, so he was about to let the Tubo people build a human ladder to climb the high wall, but found that the entire fortress was filled with black smoke, and then the crimson flames rose to the sky, and that woman dared to burn the entire fortress to the ground!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Eagle King roared hoarsely: "Kill all, kill all these Song people......"

There were no living people in the entire Yuanshan except for the Tubo people, and the Eagle King sat on the stone in the drizzling rain and watched the flames all day, until the flames were extinguished, he left the dog-headed mountain and returned to Lao Yeling.

The purpose of the war was not achieved, and the things I wanted were buried by that woman, and the six hundred and eighty Tibetan warriors were now less than five hundred, and there were not even four hundred people who were not injured.

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