Seeing that Her Royal Highness the princess was dragged to the ground by the enemy general, the remaining Great Song soldiers had blood-red eyes and raised their knives to kill Zhang Qingyu together. But before they could rush up two steps, they were cut down to the ground by the Qi soldiers who rushed in.

"How does it feel to be dying one after another, being dragged around like a dog? Her Royal Highness Princess, hahahaha! ”

Zhang Qingyu reined in his horse, turned his head to look at the embarrassed Zhao whispered, and laughed wildly.

Previously, the war horse crashed into Zhao Qingyu's body, and Zhang Qingyu heard her scream, only to know that this Song army general turned out to be a girl.

There are only a few women in the entire Song Kingdom who can make the Song people forget their lives and deaths, and he easily guessed the identity of the girl in armor in front of him.

The princess of the Great Song Dynasty who had come to Tianlan as a proton and was remembered by Li Hongtu, the king of Yong, Zhao whispered.

Seeing Zhao Qingyu struggling to get up from the ground, Zhang Qingyu pulled the rope and dragged her down again. Then he raised his whip, and the war horse galloped out.

The wails of the Song army soldiers when they were slaughtered kept coming into Zhao Qingyu's ears, and she wanted to stand up again and again, but was dragged down by Zhang Qingyu again and again.

The sound of killing gradually stopped, and the Song army soldiers on the field had been killed by the Qi army. Many Qi soldiers gathered around, looking at Zhao Qingyu's gray-headed appearance, and laughed from time to time. Another sergeant shouted at Zhang Qingyu: "General Zhang, don't drag him to death." Anyway, you have to let the brothers taste the taste of the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, right? ”

His words immediately aroused the approval of the sergeants present, and they all shouted for Zhang Qingyu to be lighter.

"In order to motivate the brothers, the general promised a heavy reward." Zhang Qingyu turned around and whispered to Zhao who was lying on the ground: "You say, what other reward can be compared to a living princess of the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Zhao stood up from the ground again with a slight tremble, and the originally delicate face was already covered with dust. She looked at Zhang Qingyu silently and said nothing.

Zhang Qingyu came to Zhao Qingyu's side, provoked Zhao Qingyu's chin with an iron gun, and grinned: "I just don't know if you, a delicate and expensive princess, can withstand the ravages of those sergeants." ”

Zhang Qingyu narrowed his eyes, "But General Ben is loyal, and he can't bear to see this kind of tragedy happen." It just so happens that Ben will still lack a maid to warm the bed, as long as you kneel down and beg me, Ben will be kind enough to include you in the room, how about it? ”

There was a burning pain all over his body, and blood was oozing from his wrists. Zhao Qingyu endured the pain and stood up straight, and glanced contemptuously at the smiling General Qi in front of him.

"You said Nima."

Zhang Qingyu's smile froze, and he frowned slightly, "What did you say?" ”

"I said," Zhao whispered and glared at her still bright apricot eyes, "What about Nima!" ”

It's no wonder that nasty ghosts like to say dirty words so much, and it's really enjoyable.

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Qingyu once again remembered the man who liked to wear a white robe, and a smile appeared on his face.

She is the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, how could she bend her knees to the enemy for her life.

"Heh, it's tough." Zhang Qingyu tore the corners of his mouth, raised the iron gun in his hand, and pulled it towards Zhao Qingyu.

Although Zhang Qingyu's strength was not great, it was still unbearable for Zhao Qingyu at this moment, she staggered back a few steps, her eyes full of pain.

"I don't have a good memory, what did you just say?"

Zhang Qingyu took a few steps forward and asked.

"You said Ni..."

"Smack!"

Another shot hit Zhao Qingyu directly, Zhao Qingyu covered his abdomen with both hands, and gasped for breath. A fine bead of sweat appeared on her forehead due to the pain.

"I forgot again, you say it again."

Zhao whispered so much that she couldn't speak, she raised her right hand into a fist, and then raised her middle finger high.

Zhang Qingyu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slammed the rope and dragged Zhao Qingyu down again.

"Smelly bitch who doesn't know how to lift."

made up his mind to drag Zhao Qingyu to death, and Zhang Qingyu slammed his legs between the horse's belly.

In his eyes, women are just tools to vent, even if it is the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, it makes no difference to him Zhang Qingyu. If you kill it, you will kill it, there is no pity.

"Whew!"

Just as Zhang Qingyu's face was hideous, and he wanted to rush out of the horse, a cold light came from the west, crossed thousands of troops and horses, and fell behind him.

"Poof!"

The silver spear with a white tassel was inserted diagonally into the open space between Zhang Qingyu and Zhao Qingyu.

Zhang Qingyu looked at the silver spear that happened to cut the rope, and smiled.

Master.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the silver spear had come from, and the momentum on his body gradually began to climb.

Zhang Qingyu is a fierce general under Yang Zhiyong, and the number of tiger masters who have died in his hands in the past few years is unknown. When he retreated from Shuzhou a few days ago, he fought with Long Aotian, a powerful man in Yongguo, and although he was defeated, he also retreated under his men. With his tiger power realm, he can achieve this level, which can be said to be glorious even though he is defeated.

Zhang Qingyu has been at the peak of Huwei for many years, and he has one foot on the threshold of entering the realm. He claimed to be the first person under the situation, and he felt the breath from afar, and his fighting spirit burst out.

Zhao who fell to the ground whispered, and looked at the snow-white spear inserted in front of her in a daze, and his heart suddenly became sour.

Even though he was verbally humiliated, whipped with a gun by an enemy general, and dragged on the ground like a livestock, Zhao Qingyu did not cry. Even though her body was already scarred, the girl always maintained her pride in the face of the enemy.

However, at this moment, seeing this familiar silver gun, Zhao Qingyu's eyes were filled with tears.

There was a sudden commotion from the Qi army in the west, and a white horse of a divine horse smashed through the Qi soldiers who were blocking in front of it, and rushed straight in the direction of Zhao Qingyu.

"So fast!"

Zhang Qingyu was shocked, he clenched the iron spear, ignored Zhao Qingyu behind him, and rode straight to meet the blood-red rushing man. After being able to see the other party's empty hands, Zhang Qingyu sneered in his heart.

How big is the gap between the peak of Huwei and the entry of the potential? He didn't even have a weapon, even if the other party was in the realm of potential, he was already a dead man in Zhang Qingyu's eyes.

"Be my stepping stone to the momentum!" Zhang Qingyu shouted, and the iron spear in his hand stabbed at the strong man with his bare hands.

How big is the gap between Huwei and Entering the Trend?

Worlds apart.

In Zhang Qingyu's shocked eyes, the man stretched out his hand towards the spear he stabbed, and then grasped the front of the iron spear.

Before Zhang Qingyu could react, a force came from the iron gun in his hand.

Zhang Qingyu couldn't help but let go of his hands, and the iron spear was taken away by the other party.

The man lifted the iron gun upside down, and the barrel of the gun slammed into Zhang Qingyu's face.

"Ahh

Zhang Qingyu was whipped out of the horse, and at the same time as the blood splashed, two front teeth flew out of his mouth directly.

The man ignored Zhang Qingyu, who was screaming on the ground, and rode his horse towards Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao whispered quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, biting her lip and looking at the figure riding on Xiaobai,

It's him.

He's coming.

That nasty ghost with silver guns and white horses and white robes is here.

His robes, which were as white as snow, were stained with blood; The white horse beneath him opened its mouth wide and gasped; He didn't look much better than her embarrassed.

How many hardships did he have to go through to get to her?

Zhao whispered, the tears that had been stopped poured out again, and big drops slid down her cheeks.

Facing Zhao Qingyu, who was raining pear blossoms, Guo Yu was just about to speak, but he noticed Zhao Qingyu's bloody wrist that was strangled by hemp rope.

He silently pulled out the general's order inserted on the ground, carefully cut the rope on Zhao Qingyu's wrist, and then stretched out a hand to Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu gently put her raised hand on it, and Guo Yu pulled her up as soon as she used her strength.

"Xiaobai, come up with a fat girl, you may have a hard time next." Guo Yu wrapped his left hand around Zhao Qingyu's slender waist, and his words were full of ridicule.

Zhao Qingyu, who was choking, suddenly stopped crying, she turned her head and glared at the nasty ghost who was all within reach, "Who are you talking about!" ”

Guo Yu raised his left hand and pinched it on Zhao Qingyu's somewhat reduced cheek, and laughed softly: "Sure enough, it's still so good-looking." ”

"Don't touch me!" Zhao whispered and opened Guo Yu's hand with disgust.

Guo Yu stopped teasing her, hugged Zhao Qingyu with his left hand again, and rushed towards Zhang Qingyu, who was rolling on the ground in pain.

"Look at how cool you dragged people just now." Guo Yu shot into Zhang Qingyu's thigh and grinned, "I'm going to play too." ”

After that, this blood-robed general with silver guns and white horses, holding Zhao Qingyu in one hand, dragged the screaming Zhang Qingyu with the general's order in the other, and galloped in the direction where he came.