Killing an enemy, facing the cowering enemy, the little fat man said boldly to Zhao Xing behind him: "Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, if I escape independently, who will my back be handed over?" Don't talk nonsense, it's brothers, let's kill it together. ”

You're not there, to whom will my back be handed over. There are no grandiose words, just so simple and straightforward, but they say the standard principles of true brothers.

"Hahahaha." Zhao Xing couldn't help but laugh heartily in an extremely comfortable mood, "That's right, since I came to this world, I didn't dare to give my back to anyone, and no one said that I wanted to give my back." But today, I will give you my back with confidence, your back is guarded by me, brothers and brothers for life, and they will be killed together. ”

Another assassin howled and rushed over, and now the little fat man almost didn't even have the strength to raise his gun, but Zhao Xing turned around violently and blocked the opponent's knife for the little fat man, hacking the other party to death.

As a result, on this empty space, Zhao Xing's back was stabbed hard, the pain was heart-wrenching, Si Si gasped for air, and once again put his back to back, "You kid is not authentic, I just said okay, my back will be handed over to you, and as a result, I let someone stab me." ”

The little fat man, who was also shot, smoked and laughed: "From this point I let you learn a lesson, your most reliable friend sometimes can't protect your back, everything has to rely on yourself." ”

The two of them talked and laughed, and in this tragic battle, they cheered each other up and rushed forward with difficulty.

Zhao Xing was ruthless, and directly greeted the enemy who rushed up to death, and his subordinates showed no mercy. The wind roared with an embroidered spring knife dancing, and the actual combat knife technique that was carefully studied in the brocade guard was fully unleashed, and the enemies killed screamed all the way and bled all the way.

Although those restaurant guys have no skills, they are in a critical situation, and out of order to save their lives, they also burst out of ferocity, and the flat kitchen knife also bursts into power, giving the enemy a lot of threat.

A scream rang out in Zhao Xing's team, and a guy was shot by the enemy and fell to the ground screaming.

But the little fat man didn't stop, and no one in the team went out to rescue, and it was a matter of life and death, who cared about whom? In this way, the wounded man was thrown out of the group, and in the blink of an eye he was about to die under the enemy's butcher's knife.

At this time, Zhao Xing rushed out of the team, how could the enemy let go of this opportunity for Zhao Xing to be alone, and immediately swarmed up, separating him from the team, swords and guns together, and desperately slashing and killing.

Zhao Xing slashed away the enemy who rushed up with a knife, and kicked one away, but a knife slashed at Zhao Xing's thigh, Zhao Xing snorted, stumbled, and in the crowd, Xiufen let out an exclamation, and someone shouted hoarsely at Zhao Xing: "Come back." ”

Zhao Xing stood up suddenly, but did not return to the brigade, and still rushed towards the guy who fell to the ground and was surrounded. Among the knives, guns and sticks, he grabbed one of his feet, regardless of whether he was dead or alive, and with a fierce pull, he pulled him out of the knives, guns and sticks, and then limped and dragged him to the team. Along the way, Zhao Xing was injured twice again, but even so, Zhao Xing still did not give up, dragging this brother with one hand and gritting his teeth while fighting.

His actions touched those guys, and among them, the guy who was better than this guy who didn't know his life and death also rushed out desperately, roaring, waving a flat pole to help Zhao Xing resist the enemy, and the three of them worked together to finally pull this guy into the formation.

This guy had a big life, and he didn't die, he said to Zhao Xing intermittently with tears in his eyes: "Why save me." Zhao Xing replied: "As long as it is my brother Zhao Xing, I will not abandon or give up." Then he shouted to a strong fellow: "Carry him on your back, and we will continue to charge." ”

In the dark, accompanied by shouting and killing, Zhao Xing's small team rushed forward with difficulty, and he didn't know how many enemies he had killed and injured along the way, and how much blood had been shed in his own group, but everyone had already killed red-eyed. The sword was added, and he didn't know the pain, because as soon as Zhao Xing's oath of not abandoning or giving up came out, this group of guys was no longer a rabble, but became a single-minded team. Even a philistine and timid shopkeeper Gao Sheng picked up a sword that he didn't know who discarded it, and waved it indiscriminately with his eyes closed, although he didn't kill the enemy, but it also increased the momentum of the team.

Guo Guangsheng was protected in the middle and shouted at a person: "This brother with a flat pole, hurry up to Lord Zhao's side and cooperate with his short weapon to resist the enemy." The brother with the kitchen knife went to help the brother with the stick and kill the enemy who was near him. The wounded man quickly picked up the brother with the broken leg. "I really didn't expect that this old talent would have such a means of arrangement, under his coordination, these rabble, a group of people who had never been in the battle formation at all, slowly began to become coordinated and flexible, long and short matching, complementing each other, blocking the enemy's attack.

As soon as the pressure was small, Zhao Xing took a rare breath, and asked loudly to the little fat man in front of him: "Fat man, how far is it from the Guogong Mansion?" ”

The panting little fat man replied loudly: "Turn the street corner in front of you, and you will be there, two miles away." ”

Two miles, a thousand meters, not much. Zhao Xing loudly boosted morale: "Brothers, there are only two miles left for us to win, let's rush harder." ”

As a result, his shout also reminded the enemy, and the leader also shouted loudly to his brothers: "You must not let them rush into the Guogong Mansion, brothers, kill Lao Guotou, kill Zhao Xing, one hundred taels of silver each, kill——"

With the shouts of Zhao Xing and the leader, the fighting spirit of the two sides became more vigorous, and the battle became fierce again, even if there was a little fat man in front of him, at this time, there were outlaws who were desperate to start killing.

And at this critical time, in a dark alley, a group of people rushed out again, as many as a hundred people, they and the enemy for a while, immediately joined the attacking battle group, Zhao Xing's pressure immediately increased, two miles away, less than a thousand meters, but it seemed to become an unreachable moat.

When the little fat man and Zhao Xing were fighting bloodily, the Guogong Mansion suddenly sounded the sound of horses' hooves, and a shout sounded: "Kill the thief and save the world." At the corner of the street, a war horse, immediately a heroic figure rushed out, in the national princess Ding under the torch, the pretty and heroic figure in the hand of a spear, like lightning and retraction, into the war group.

Because of obesity, he was sweating profusely, but in fact, the little fat man who was fighting for his last potential cried at the time: "Sister-"

Zhao Xing's reinforcements arrived.