At this time, the Tartar Shuai camp was still in flames and chaos, and the tents became huge fireballs, roasting the people and animals around them; The frightened horses scattered and fled, trampling to death many innocent people, and of course, many innocent people; The men and women were panicked, and they all ran towards the gate, but they were blocked again, and in the panic some people slashed at each other.

"Hehe......" Zhang Xiaowu sneered twice and continued to move forward, he didn't care about the lives of the enemy, but he cared about the lives of his own people, and some people didn't care whose lives they were, such as Wang Anshi in history, not to mention the lives of the people, even the princes and nobles and even their own lives were not in their eyes, so that in the end, the reform that could affect history was resisted by everyone.

Dressed in a Tartar military uniform, Zhang Xiaowu drew his knife and slashed people from time to time along the way, causing more confusion, and eight of his wounded people died inexplicably. He was like a virus, and wherever he went, the Tatars had settled down but there was chaos.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaowu saw a Tartar centurion killed by a herd of horses and trampled into the air, and the rest of his Tartars scattered and fled. When he ran over, he found that the centurion was awake, spitting blood foam and shouting to him, Zhang Xiaowu could not talk nonsense, directly twisted his neck, put his leather armor on his body, put on his hat, and then rushed into the crowd with a knife, and continued to approach the northeast corner. Zhang Xiaowu is too familiar with the epidemic village, he is familiar with the grass, trees, houses and tiles here, when he approached the northeast corner of the warehouse, he first saw three corpses on the ground, the corpses of three Central Plains heroes, who were picked up by the Tatars with sharp guns to show the public. At the gate of the armory, there were four people fighting the Tartar soldiers back to back, namely Wang Xiaojian, Dongfang She, Xu Yanbin and Tao Zhiruo.

Among the four people, Tao Zhiruo's martial arts were the weakest, and the three of them had to spare their energy to protect her. Tao Zhiruo was hit by an arrow in the chest, and she endured the injury and brandished her waist knife, but it was extremely dangerous. The Tatars realized that the weakest of the four was Tao Zhiruo, and they never expected that there would be a woman among the assassins, so they besieged her. However, although Tao Zhiruo had the most martial arts, he had a bag of sandbags composed of lime and sand in his hand, and after beating it out, it formed a cloud of lime smoke, which disturbed the Tartar soldiers unspeakably. But when the lime sandbags were exhausted, the Tartars were growing more and more and had gradually regained their organization, and if it weren't for the fact that the Tartars were mostly herdsmen rather than regular troops, the four would have been killed long ago.

The archers of the Tatars also frequently shot cold arrows to harass them, but everyone was mixed up, and the role of the archers was limited, so they did not dare to shoot people casually.

Zhang Xiaowu quickly made a judgment, no matter whether the archers are useful now or not, but they will definitely be of great use in the future, and he must kill the archers first. Zhang Xiaowu looked around, quickly found the archer's location, and quietly approached it, and the rest of the people had no suspicions at this time.

After approaching the archer, Zhang Xiaowu suddenly drew his knife and slashed, he got the knife fast and ruthless, and he was surprised, and the archers were cut down to the ground one after another, screaming. Zhang Xiaowu pursues speed and abolish archers, so he mostly aims to cut off the opponent's palm, and constantly kills the opponent as the goal, and abolish as many opponent's archers as possible.

At this time, everyone realized that they had a "traitor". This is not a traitor, this is the meticulous work of the Han people, and everyone then drew their swords to attack Zhang Xiaowu.

Zhang Xiaowu dodged the scimitar, brandished the waist knife to cut off the two Tartar soldiers in front of him, and then flashed left and right, killing more than a dozen Tartar soldiers in a row, and the Tartars were frightened by his anger for a while and fled, Zhang Xiaowu took the opportunity to rescue the four.

"Follow me, go!"

Zhang Xiaowu dodged a sharp spear, dodged and dragged it over, and cut off the head of the Tartar man in front of him with a knife, he held the gun in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, stabbed left and slashed and killed dozens of people. Suddenly screaming behind him, Zhang Xiaowu turned around and saw that it was Xu Yanbin, the head of the Cangshan faction, who was pierced through the body by three sharp spears.

Zhang Xiaowu immediately turned around and cut off the sharp spear, Xu Yanbin lay in Dongfangshe's arms, and laughed three times: "It's fun to kill, it's fun to kill, it's fun to kill!" He then vomited blood and died.

Everyone didn't care about sadness, and continued to break through in the direction of the smoky stone room, but they saw a fire on the side of the smoky stone room from a distance, and there was a sound of killing, it turned out that the Tatar people had already discovered the exit of the tunnel, and it should be that the returning master of the rivers and lakes was accidentally tracked, and then found the tunnel, and the two sides fought at the entrance of the tunnel.

There were more and more Tartars, and the tunnel exit had been heavily surrounded, and several Han soldiers wanted to rush out to reinforce Zhang Xiaowu, but they were quickly killed by the tide of Tartars. Obviously, they were no longer able to break through to the tunnel exit, and they were in a desperate situation.

Wang Xiaojian killed several waves of Tartars, and his body was also scarred, today he killed at least twenty people, his physical endurance reached the limit, but his spirit was extremely excited, and he shouted: "Come on, old man, come to report to your prince!" I will send you to Elysium! ”

The Tatars took two steps back in fear, and the others also killed the Tatars, but it was still far away to break through to the Yanshi Room, Wang Xiaojian turned to Zhang Xiaowu and said with a miserable smile: "I'm sorry for you, General." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Life and death are in the sky, wealth is in the sky, it doesn't matter!" The soldiers should have been shrouded in horse leather, but the time was different sooner or later, but you righteous people should not have participated in it. ”

Dongfang She laughed and said: "Today, I can kill the dog with the ghost general, and he should smile under the nine springs in the future." ”

Tao Zhiruo looked at Zhang Xiaowu, and said that he would die by his side today, but he was not afraid at all.

Zhang Xiaowu once again killed everyone, looked left and right and had a plan, and suddenly shouted: "Follow me!" Then, he reflexively returned to the armory. The soldiers guarding the armory did not expect that they killed a horse pistol, and dozens of people were killed by Zhang Xiaowu, and the four of them got into the armory, Zhang Xiaowu and others worked together to knock down a row of shelves and block the door, and the Tartars could not rush in for a while.

But the armory was empty except for some shelves where utensils were piled up, and they were trapped here and only in a cage. A few of the Tartars tried to push the door open, but when they found that it was not moving, they tried to open the window, but they found that the windows of the armory were made of hardwood, and they could not open it for a while, so they screamed outside.

Zhang Xiaowu leaned against the door and gasped for air, and everyone looked at each other and smiled.

"Will they set fires?" Tao Zhiruo asked worriedly.

Zhang Xiaowu said: "This is the equipment warehouse, all the building materials around it are non-combustible materials, the roof is tiled, and the wooden beams in the house are also covered with a thick layer of mud. Rest assured, they won't set fire for a while, and there are four of us, to say the least, there are hundreds of them, how can it be possible to use such a simple way as arson? They will surely capture us alive, and everyone will rest and rest, and there will be a fierce battle in a while. ”

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