Above the small yellow hill.

The location of Mu Jing and Lei Hu was not far from the fighting ground in front of them, and they could see it when they looked up, but they were well hidden by the tall grass around them, and they were discussing in a low voice.

"Young master, she is the Holy Maiden of Peace, our allegiance to His Highness, now that the danger is imminent, what should we do?" Faced with this situation, the breath in Lei Hu's body was obviously ready to move.

"Brother Huzi, how many can you beat?"

Mu Jing squatted down, took a deep breath, and asked.

"Their martial arts are good, especially those who are the Taiping Divine Guards, their martial arts are strong, and they are ruthless, I guess I can't beat any of them, as for the soldiers of the Hedong Yellow Turban, they seem to be from rangers, and they are not idle people, I can still deal with one or two, three or four together, I will definitely die!"

Lei Hu looked at it for a moment before he spoke.

"Then let's see!"

Mu Jing held down Lei Hu and said in a deep voice.

It stands to reason that they are all Taiping Taoists, and the Taiping Holy Maiden is the status of the prince in the hearts of Taiping Taoists, and they should indeed save them at the cost of their lives.

But now the Taiping Road has collapsed.

With the death of the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao, Taiping Dao gradually weakened its position in the hearts of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Even many Taiping Daoists have lost their respect for Taiping Dao, Mu Jing naturally needless to say, he is a person who will be reborn in the future, and he has no good impression of Taiping Dao, and Lei Hu cares more about the Yellow Turban than Taiping Dao, the current situation is unfavorable, they naturally will not act at will.

"But the young master, as far as I know, the big boss is quite concerned about the Taiping Holy Maiden, and he also ordered Uncle Zhao to do whatever it takes. If you want to find out that the Holy Maiden of Taiping has come out, you must protect the Holy Maiden for countless times! ”

Lei Hu suddenly became a little worried: "If we watch the Taiping Holy Maiden being arrested and don't make a move, I'm afraid the big boss will blame it!" ”

"Brother Huzi, in the current situation, can we make any changes?"

Mu Jing shook his head.

He knew that what Lei Hu said was right, his father Mushan had great respect for Zhang Mancheng, even if Zhang Mancheng died, his respect for Zhang Mancheng was still hidden in his heart, he was introduced to Taiping Dao by Zhang Mancheng, so he often called himself a Taiping Daoist, and if he knew about this situation, he would definitely take action.

"Brother Huzi, you go to the county seat, find Uncle Zhao Ping, and let Uncle Zhao Ping immediately send troops to rescue him!"

Mu Jing said in a low voice.

"What about you?" Lei Hu asked.

"I'm staring at them here!"

Mu Jing said: "Your riding skills are much more superb than mine, and the speed is also fast, it doesn't take long to go to the county seat quickly, go back quickly!" ”

"Good!"

Lei Hu nodded, he didn't drag the mud and water, but before leaving, he still instructed: "Don't be in charge, they are basically masters, you must not shoot at will!" ”

"Don't worry!"

Mu Jing smiled, lowered his voice, and said, "I'm a person who cherishes my life!" ”

People who have died once are not afraid of death, but they are more afraid of death.

He didn't want to feel the feeling of death again.

It feels like the whole world has abandoned you and banished your soul to the endless starry sky.

The Thunder Tiger cat turned around and left behind, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Mu Jing quietly stretched out his head, his eyes staring at the scene of the battle that was close ahead.

The eighty or ninety Yellow Turban soldiers led by Yang Feng had obviously begun to lose patience, and they pressed forward step by step, fortunately they did not have a bow and arrow array, otherwise no matter how strong the Taiping Divine Guard was, they would not be able to stop their bow and arrow shooting.

There are only a dozen people left in the Taiping Divine Guard, forming a circle array, and the Taiping hooks in their hands are staggered with iron cables, and their edges are exposed, and they are retreating step by step.

"Kill!"

Yang Fengnai was a fierce general under the command of Guo Tai, the commander of the Hedong Canal, who lost his last patience, held a spear in his hand, and killed him head-on.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Huo roared angrily, and the Taiping hook in his hand was shot.

He was the deputy general of the Taiping Guards in the past, although when he was attacked before, he was shot, his lower abdomen was bleeding, he was seriously injured, and his body was chaotic, but his tenacious fighting spirit made the strength in his body continue to burst out.

Bang!

The two fought each other, and the powerful force collided and caused a ripple in the surrounding air.

"Protect Your Highness, break through and kill out!"

Zhang Huo's body was like an eagle, jumping into a jump, and his killing intent was invincible.

"Hmph, old thing, you're outdated, do you still think that your former deputy general of the Divine Guard, take me a shot first!"

Although Yang Feng is only at the peak of his internal strength, his cultivation is not as good as Zhang Huo, but he is very confident in his marksmanship, and he is a general, and the military general pays attention to the fact that on the battlefield, he is indomitable, standing on his waist and horse, killing with one shot, and carrying this qi to swallow mountains and rivers.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

The Taiping Divine Guard, the elite rangers in the Taiping Dao were selected, each of them was a martial artist with internal strength, and he had also heard Zhang Jiao's unified training, and there were formations with each other, and they instantly condensed into an arrow, and killed you outside.

"Kill them!"

"They must not be allowed to escape!"

And these Yellow Turban soldiers from Hedong are also elite, not afraid at all, and they are hard to kill.

Bang bang bang!!!!

In the center of the battle, Yang Feng and Zhang Huo fought for several rounds in a row.

Zhang Huo's skills are strong, but he is injured, and his strength is not half left, and he is still a ranger, and when he fights, he is not strong enough compared to the generals.

Although Yang Feng's skills are not as good as Zhang Huo's, his marksmanship is outstanding, his fighting spirit is at his peak, and his momentum is the same.

The two fought for a pound and a half.

"Daniel Zhang, Zhang Tong, you guys don't care about me, hurry up and escort His Highness to break out!" Zhang Huo was distracted for a moment.

Boom!

And Yang Feng seized this opportunity, a curved gun, with the inertial elasticity of the gun, smashed Zhang Huo out at once, Zhang Huo was a little caught off guard, smashed on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Fire!!! Under the veil of the white dress girl's cloak, her eyes were full of tears.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Huo turned over with a carp, jumped up, drank loudly, and then pounced on Yang Feng, pestering Yang Feng to death: "Yang Feng, there is you without me today!" ”

"If you toast and don't eat and drink, then so-and-so is not welcome, throw an iron gun, use an iron gun to break the iron rope array of the dog's Taiping Hook, except for the saint, no one will be left, kill!" Yang Feng greeted Zhang Huo again and again, and said coldly to a few of his subordinates.

"No!"

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army became more and more ferocious, and they shot mercilessly, throwing out the spears in their hands hard.

The iron spear is like a meteor, constantly falling.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

A sound erupted from the sound of penetrating the body.

Although the Taiping Divine Guard was strong, it was difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, and began to fall down one by one, and in less than a quarter of an hour, there were less than ten people left, escorting the Taiping Holy Maiden to break through under the hill, and get closer and closer to the location of Mujing.

"Damn, it's about to be exposed!"

Mu Jing's complexion changed slightly.

There is still too little experience, and the position of watching the battle is not selected, his position is just from top to bottom, leaving the position of the hill, which is exactly the direction of the Taiping Divine Guard's breakthrough.

He didn't dare to move, because as long as he moved, he would be immediately discovered by the people who were fighting on both sides, and the end could be imagined.

"What should I do?"

His mind was starting to spin fast.

"No matter, sooner or later it will be exposed, let's gamble!"

With a horizontal heart, Mu Jing decided to give them an empty city plan, and maybe they could save their lives.

He stood up suddenly, took the initiative to walk out of the grass, and looked at the scene of the fight between the two sides, as if he was just watching a play, his expression was indifferent, as if he was strolling leisurely, approaching the fighting venue step by step.

"Anyone?"

"Who is he?"

"Be careful!"

The two sides that were fighting were suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly put away their offensive state and defended on guard.

Even Zhang Huo and Yang Feng separated, and their eyes fell on Mu Jing one after another.

"You're so lively!" Mu Jing's indifferent eyes swept by, the soul of the previous life possessed, like a chairman inspecting his own business, that momentum is imitable, superior to others, such as looking at ants.

"I don't know who Childe is?" Yang Feng frowned slightly, this young man's tone was so big, his eyes first scanned the surroundings, he didn't feel abnormal, relaxed a little, and then looked at Mu Jing and asked.

"Nanyang Yellow Turban!"

Mu Jing replied calmly and said, "In Xia Mujing, my father Mu Shan!" ”

"Makiyama?"

"Zhang Mancheng's first fierce general!"

Yang Feng and Zhang Huo must have been quite shocked in their hearts.

They are both Yellow Turban Army, and they don't have much intersection with each other, but it is undeniable that they are in the same system, and they will know a little bit about it, and the Nanyang Yellow Turban was the most ferocious part of the Yellow Turban Uprising.

"The Yellow Turban Taiping family, but you are fighting in my Nanyang, are you a little bit out of your father's eyes!" Mu Jing scolded sharply.