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Niu Tou, Feng Lin, and Feng Hui each led a team of 1,000 soldiers and horses, all of whom were cronies they had cultivated in the past two years.

Three thousand men and horses gathered in front of Aunt Xiang's tent and quickly surrounded the tent.

"Exhale~Inhale~"

The night is surprisingly quiet.

They could hear each other's breathing.

The three bullheads glanced at each other and nodded to each other.

Feng Lin held the knife and roared, "Do it." ”

Three people, each leading the men and horses, rushed into the tent.

"Nobody?!"

After entering the tent, the three men found that the tent was empty.

"Bull head, you stay, and lead people to find the tent carefully."

Feng Lin left the bull's head, took Feng Hui out of the tent, and then rushed into the tent next to him that had just woken up.

The newly awakened tent was also empty.

"People ran away?"

Feng Lin asked Feng Hui with a frown.

Feng Hui shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know." ”

Feng Lin narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Scatter the people, search carefully, and once you find someone, do it immediately." ”

Three thousand men and horses, carefully searched in front of the tent.

At this very moment.

Yang Min was covered in blood and stumbled over.

As she sprinted, she shouted loudly: "I've been tricked, Aunt Xiang has discovered our conspiracy, and she is bringing bad people to kill her." ”

Feng Lin quickly ran over and helped Yang Min up.

Yang Min was obviously seriously injured, her face was a little pale, and she asked with no master, "What now?" ”

Feng Lin asked his subordinates to help Yang Min up, and he said in a deep voice to Feng Hui and Niu Tou, who hurried over: "Now that we have no way out. Now that she's discovered our conspiracy, she can't be left behind. ”

After Feng Lin said this, Feng Hui nodded firmly.

The bull head hesitated, but nodded in response.

The three of them touched the place where Yang Min belonged.

Before he could get far from the tent, he saw Aunt Xiang wearing armor and holding a sword, majestically leading a group of bad people to kill her.

Aunt Xiang changed her previous daughter's outfit and put on a fish-scale armor, which shone with a layer of gold and iron in the moonlight.

Seeing the four of them, Aunt Xiang stopped, she held her sword and glanced at the four of them with a smile.

"Good! A group of immature little wolf cubs, if you hadn't been taken in by the old man back then, you wouldn't be bullshit. Now that the wings have grown stiff, I dare to go against the old body"

Aunt Xiang's voice rose a few degrees, and she said coldly, "It's just looking for death." ”

Feng Lin and the four of them, with their subordinates, stared at Aunt Xiang vigilantly.

Now, Feng Lin doesn't have to grovel in front of Aunt Xiang, he stands straight, and the tip of the long knife in his hand is pointed directly at Aunt Xiang.

"Old thing, don't talk about how much you have been wronged. You took us in because you thought we were useful. So leave us, nurture us, and be the knife in your hand.

Everything you do is for your own desires. In your eyes, we are just tools.

You took us in as easily as if you went to the blacksmith to fight a sword. ”

Aunt Xiang stood upside down and said coldly: "Those who betray the lord also dare to make nonsense." ”

Aunt Xiang turned her head and asked the bad people behind her, and said, "Tell me how to deal with those who betray the Lord." ”

The bad people all snorted coldly.

"Kill."

Loyal bad people, this killing intent is monstrous, and even with a bit of murderous aura in his voice.

Aunt Xiang nodded with satisfaction, then stared at Feng Lin and the four of them proudly, and said, "Dog, kill you, and the old body will kill Yang Yansi again." The old man wants you to know who is in charge of the revival army. ”

Feng Lin clenched the long knife and sneered, "It's useless to talk too much. ”

"Kill!"

Order.

Feng Lin led three thousand men and horses to pounce on Aunt Xiang.

Aunt Xiang sneered and roared, "Chickens and dogs don't stay." ”

Behind her, the bad guys swarmed up.

The two sides quickly got tangled together.

Yang Min has been carried away because he was seriously injured.

Only Niu Tou, Feng Lin, and Feng Hui led the troops.

The martial arts of the three people are all strong.

After bumping into the bad guys, they began to fight hard.

Aunt Xiang, escorted by more than a dozen bad people, stood outside the battle circle and watched coldly.

In the battle circle.

Although Feng Lin and the three of them have caused a lot of harm to the bad people.

However, their soldiers and horses are no match for bad people.

Although not all of the bad people are masters, everyone is carefully selected by Aunt Xiang.

They are very skilled.

Kill a full stick of incense for a long time.

The soldiers and horses brought by Feng Lin and the others injured nearly 1,000 people.

And the bad people under Aunt Xiang's command have just over fifty people injured.

Feng Lin looked at it with a calm expression.

It's not going to go on like this.

If they continue to consume like this according to the proportion of battle losses, they will definitely lose.

"Boom~"

Fought off a bad guy.

Feng Lin quickly found Niu Tou and Feng Hui, and the three of them were back to back, fighting while listening to Feng Lin.

"Brothers, it's not the way to go on like this. Our soldiers and horses, one-on-one, are not the opponents of bad people. Their advantage is high martial arts, and our advantage is that there are many people.

We have to find a way to play to our strengths. ”

"Military formation."

The bull head hurriedly spat out two words.

Feng Lin and Feng Hui glanced at each other and nodded.

Feng Hui hurriedly said: "Yang Yansi once said that no matter how strong a person is, he is never the opponent of the army. It is not because there are many people in the army, but because the army can cooperate with the military formation, and the attack and defense are integrated. Even if a dozen soldiers who are not skilled in martial arts form a military formation, they can cause damage to people who are strong in martial arts, and even kill each other. ”

Feng Lin nodded, he had an idea at the moment.

"Formation."

Feng Lingao snorted.

There were two thousand soldiers and horses left, and they quickly formed an iron bucket formation.

After the soldiers formed an iron bucket formation, the bad guys would not be so easy to hurt the soldiers.

As soon as they attack one person, the other soldiers will attack them together.

Feng Lin was overjoyed when he saw that his soldiers and horses had stabilized the situation.

He immediately ordered the soldiers to form a charging formation.

Two thousand soldiers and horses, showing the appearance of an arrow, began a new round of fighting with the bad guys.

After a new round of fighting begins.

It is difficult for bad people to bargain for benefits from the two thousand soldiers and horses under Feng Lin's command.

The situation began to turn in one direction.

All the bad guys began to be pressed and beaten by the soldiers, and they were defeated and retreated.

Aunt Xiang, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, did not get angry because the bad guys had been degraded, but instead smiled playfully: "Do you really think that in this way, you can turn the tables?" Then you are underestimating the old body. ”

Aunt Xiang reached out and took out a whistle made of white bone from her neck.

The bone whistle was put into her mouth and blew a very strange sound.

Feng Lin and the three of them, who were fighting, didn't care about the sound of the whistle at all.

Because since they followed Aunt Xiang, they have never seen Aunt Xiang use this whistle.

The whistle was sharp and poignant.

It is like the terrible howl of a person who has been buried alive crawling out of his grave on a cold winter moon.

"Puff~"

A sharp knife sharpened from white bone pierced through the bull's chest.

The knife enters through the back of the bull's head and comes out through the chest of the bull's head.

The sharp white bone knife looks particularly weird.

It seems to have the property of sucking blood, and the blood attached to its body will be quickly sucked into its body.

The white bone knife, after absorbing human blood, began to be covered with veins like blood vessels.

The bull's eyes widened, and he turned his head in disbelief to see an ugly and honest face.

"Big ...... My lord...... I'm called...... Ugly Seven ......"

Niutou suddenly thought of the scene when he first saw this honest and thin man.

He is a little timid, a little honest, and he has a flattering face when he sees everyone.

Some people say that he is ugly, honest, and an honest dealer.

The reason why he followed Niu Tou and his party to kill the business of his head was because his daughter-in-law stole people behind his back, and finally instigated him to sell his family's land and house.

Ugly Seven has nowhere to go.

That's why I followed them to kill the business of the head.

Everyone else hates him, only the bullhead likes him.

Ever since the bull head and the horse noodles broke up, he has taken Chouqi as his brother and brought him with him to eat fragrant and spicy food together.

But Niu Tou never thought that it was this person who was regarded as a brother by him who gave himself a knife at a critical time.

This knife killed the bull's head.

"For ...... Why ......"

The bull head asked in disbelief with blood spitting out of his mouth.

An ugly smile appeared on Chou Qi's honest and ugly face, "Because, I was the living dead among the bad people before you." To this day, it's still ......"

The bull's eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time.

Feng Hui also suffered the same fate.

He was also killed by his own cronies, and fell to the ground without looking at it.

Feng Lin was also assassinated, but he ran in a hurry, and his assassin only slashed his arm, not more than a single fatal blow.

Feng Lin, who reacted, hacked to death the person who attacked him with a single sword.

When he turned around, he saw Niu Tou and Feng Hui slowly falling to the ground.

"I'll kill you!"

Like a madman, Feng Lin pounced in front of Feng Hui and killed Feng Hui's assassin.

He picked up Feng Hui who fell to the ground in horror, "Brother, brother......"

"Poof~"

Feng Hui spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, he seemed to return to the light, his eyes widened, and he said in a subtle voice: "Big ...... Eldest brother...... We...... It's true...... Really wrong...... We shouldn't ...... No...... Betraying the young master......"

After saying this, Feng Hui died of anger.

"Brother!"

"Ah~"

Feng Lin roared in pain.

He stood up, his eyes red, and he stared at where Aunt Xiang was as if he had lost his mind.

"I'm going to kill you and bury my brother."

Feng Lin, who had lost his mind, couldn't care less about the formation of the soldiers who had been disturbed by the bad people lurking in the soldiers.

He carried a long knife, like a lone wolf, and pounced on Aunt Xiang with all his might.

Aunt Xiang stared at Feng Lin, who rushed over angrily, pulled the corners of her mouth, and sneered: "A reckless man, why fight with the old man." Kill him. ”

Aunt Xiang gave an order.

The bad guys who followed her suddenly set up more than a dozen strong crossbows, aimed at Feng Lin, and shot fiercely.

"Puff puff ......"

A rain of arrows drifted by.

Feng Lin was shot into a sieve.

His eyes widened, tears of blood and tears flowed and he fell to the ground weakly.

Aunt Xiang didn't bother to look at Feng Lin again, she continued to order: "Eliminate all traitors." ”

With the addition of a sharp weapon like a strong crossbow, the soldiers and horses that followed Feng Lin and the three of them to attack and kill Aunt Xiang fell in pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I have to say that Aunt Xiang is really a stakeholder.

She actually secretly hid so many means.

Even the strong crossbow unique to the Great Song Army was in his hands.

I've never seen Aunt Xiang take it out before.

This shows that her forbearance is also first-class.

The soldiers and horses, who had lost their command, scattered in a hurry after seeing their comrades being mercilessly slaughtered, and began to flee in all directions.

One soldier after another, they fled the battle circle and quickly disappeared into the camp.

Aunt Xiang looked at the fleeing soldiers and smiled coldly.

"Want to run? No way. Give me chase. ”

Aunt Xiang's mind is very simple, that is, to kill them all.

She just wants to use this incident to give everyone a shock.

She was going to tell everyone in the camp that she was invincible.

She is the master of the camp.

The bad people implemented Aunt Xiang's orders.

Of the more than 200 bad people left, except for a dozen or so guards around Aunt Xiang, all the rest were chased out.

However, the night is like a big mouth that silently engulfs everything.

Two hundred bad people spilled out, and there was no response.

For a long time.

Aunt Xiang felt that something was wrong.

It's too quiet in the camp tonight.

Such a big thing happened tonight, and the people in the camp didn't seem to notice it.

This is too unreasonable.

The killing of nearly 3,500 people produced a sound that could be faintly heard even from six miles away.

But the more than 30,000 soldiers and horses in the camp didn't seem to hear it.

Aunt Xiang subconsciously lifted her heartstrings.

"Rustle~"

"Rustle rustle~"

Bursts of footsteps sounded around Aunt Xiang and them.

Aunt Xiang subconsciously shouted.

"Who?!"

Call~

A fresh breeze blew and no one responded.

And the footsteps in the camp are slowly approaching.

Pack on the hill.

Yang Qi looked at the camp at the bottom of the mountain, and a pleasant smile appeared on his face.

"The big picture is decided."

He turned around and patted Ma Mian on the shoulder, and sighed, "After the war is over, go down and help your former brother collect the body." No matter how you say it, it's also a master and servant. I'm not so ruthless, watching them burst into the wilderness. ”

Ma Mian looked a little sad, and he nodded silently.

"Hey~"

Yang Qichang sighed, put his hands behind his head, and walked towards his tent step by step.

Tonight's big scene, in his eyes, has come to an end.

He needs to get a good night's sleep, and when he wakes up early tomorrow, he will be back in charge of the Renaissance Army.

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