The wanton insult of the head teacher in the previous life, the loud laughter of the top students, the expectant and earnest eyes of the parents, the pursuit of the second miss of the Qin family was ridiculed by the villagers, and even a maid dared to show me a face. In just an instant, this scene appeared in front of Zhao Hong's eyes

"To-be-or-not-to-be!"

Zhao Hong, who was rapidly rising adrenaline, only felt that there was a burning anger in his chest, and this anger penetrated Zhao Hong's heart, Zhao Hong's internal organs, and Zhao Hong's whole body, and this anger seemed to be about to burst out of his body!

"I'm not convinced!"

The anger was vented on his right arm, and the burst of wooden spear turned into a cold light and flew out. Immediately, he firmly nailed an armored samurai two feet away. Zhao Hong, who was running quickly, pressed his left elbow against the door panel, and hit the spear without hesitation at the oncoming spear, and the enemy's spear couldn't bear the force and immediately broke in two, but the break did not stop Zhao Hong with huge inertia at all. The enemy soldier who stabbed him head-on was knocked to the ground by the door panel. Zhao Hong, who was blocked and stopped, stepped on the soft lower abdomen of this enemy without hesitation.

Regardless of the screams under his feet, Zhao Hong's left arm slammed in the direction of the ribs, and the sneak attack on the left side of the head knife was just stuck by the door panel, Zhao Hong, who had already removed the fruit steel knife from his belt, quickly took a big step with his right foot, and a gorgeous turn was already attached to the left ear of the enemy armor soldier who lost the head knife, and the four-inch long fruit knife held in his right hand directly pierced the left eye of the enemy soldier, and with the pull out of the fruit steel knife, a string of blood-brown grapes dripping on the knife was also brought out, and the tip of the knife was also dripping with milky white liquid.

Before the enemy could scream and fall, Zhao Hong felt the cold wind coming from his back, and instinctively flashed diagonally, and a spear rubbed against Zhao Hong's right waist and broke through. Seeing that the sneak attack enemy was old, Zhao Hong retreated with his left foot, and his body immediately flipped 180 degrees, accompanied by the door panel of the rotating body, which slammed into the body of the sneak attack enemy, and the body of the enemy soldier who was unable to withstand the force flew out directly.

The stabbed Zhao Hong was like the flagship of the fleet, and he was unstoppable for a while. Under the leadership of the flagship who rode the wind and waves, Cao Peng, Liu Song and others also became fierce and dealt heavy blows to the enemy in front of them. The momentum of the strong men of Baoji Village is invigorated.

At the same time, Qin Jin, the pavilion chief who was fighting near the walled gate, also organized some of the Zhaiding, relying on the advantage of the pavilion chief and Dubo in armor, leading the Zhaiding to storm the thieves who climbed the wall. The harsh counterattack gradually shifted the form of the battlefield, and the thieves, who were not well reinforced, were quickly beaten back.

Soon there was a sound of gold under the wall, and the thieves who heard the sound of gold were pardoned, and they climbed down from the flying, and even some of the thieves who could not retreat were blocked by the strong men on the wall, and eagerly jumped down directly from the wall, limping but also running fast. Seeing that the momentum was not good, the big man who hit the door threw the big shield to the ground, put down the wood and didn't look back.

And the chasing Zhaiding had also rushed to the ladder, grabbed everything that could be used and smashed it down, and the thieves who did not escape from the range of the Rolling Wood Thunder Stone were smashed from time to time and their heads were bleeding. The arrows fired by the thief archers who were ordered to cover were also sparse and inaccurate.

Seeing that all the enemies who could stand up had already run through the trench, the villagers reacted and picked up the bows and arrows that had just been thrown on the ground, regardless of whether they could shoot arrows or not. The enemy's archers were also panicked at this time, lost the courage to shoot, and hurriedly fired two arrows indiscriminately before turning around and joining the fleeing army. From time to time, the thieves who showed their backs to the Zhaiding fell and the people next to them trampled over them without looking. The heart-rending screams of the attackers intensified the atmosphere of the rout.

The situation was good just now, and when the evenly matched sword and shield soldiers turned around and fled, Cao Peng's heavy sword tore him apart with the force of splitting Huashan. After firing a few more arrows, he took down a few enemy soldiers, and finally retracted his bow from the sore shoulders.

"Haha, happy, happy."

Then Cao Peng put on a posture of a big horse golden knife, and his tone had a feeling of looking down on the world.

Wang Ming held on to the corpse of the eldest of the Wang family, who had gradually lost his body temperature and began to become cold, and whimpered and cried.

"Big brother, what are you going to do with your mother and father?" The cold corpse did not answer the call of its relatives, and the black blood at the corners of the corpse's mouth had dried out. Wang Ming, who had come to his senses a little, wiped his brother's face covered with blood with his arm, tidied up the appearance of the deceased, and then slowly put the body down, looking angrily at the thieves who had retreated to more than two hundred meters away.

The teammates who were still drinking and talking happily just now were separated by yin and yang in a blink of an eye, the wounded who were missing arms and legs were still wailing, and the people in Baoji Village, who had woken up from the joy of victory, looked a little depressed, and everyone was heavy-faced. Liu Song, who was hit by a spear in the leg, bandaged the wound with a burlap at this time, and bowed his head with a solemn face.

Li Yong sat slowly against the wall, bowing his head and being silent.

Marx bless! Fortunately, Zhao Hong was only hit by the recoil of his left arm when he hit the enemy in the battle just now, and he turned purple and blue. After taking a long breath, Zhao Hong looked around, and there were about forty Zhaiding who died on the spot, and more than ten were seriously injured and waiting to be killed. Almost everyone else hung up. The robbers who attacked Baoji Village suffered considerable losses, more than 20 people died on the spot, and more than a dozen people were killed by the resentful strong men who could not retreat due to serious injuries. In addition, there were more than 20 corpses and wounded people under the city walls.

"Hurry up the ladder." There are still some flying ladders left on the wall. Everyone came to their senses at the shouts of Pavilion Chief Qin, and worked together to pull the ladder to the wall, and then moved back to the village by the old and weak.

This time, many families in Baoji Village have lost their male children, and many are disabled, and almost every family has to wear filial piety in pain. The huge casualties have made the people who survived the catastrophe even more lost. Women and children were busy caring for the wounded and cleaning up the corpses, while the elderly were busy replenishing arrows and carrying boulders.

And the enemy in the distance had already gathered the stragglers, and under the drive of a dozen knights, they began to collect the remnants again. The reorganization of these thieves soon began. Originally, there was a mixture of archers, sword and shield soldiers, and strong men with spears, and there was no establishment at all.

But after a while, the queue of thieves was rearranged. Archers, sword and shield soldiers, and spear-wielding men began to become distinct again. Then the thieves began to sit on the ground and rest. And the knight in armor with the flag on his back constantly communicates with the various small leaders, as if to cheer them up.

After this rest and encouragement, the thieves' morale seems to have recovered a lot, and they no longer have the dilemma of fleeing from the desert just now. After a while, the thieves, who had already regained their strength, stood up and lined up in a neat queue.

The people in Baoji Village, who were resting, felt nervous again when they saw this scene, and many of them were afraid. Li Yong, who had been sitting on the wall and resting, slowly stood up, looked at the situation in the distance, and turned his head to look at Zhao Hong, who was calm and composed. Li Yong pointed obliquely at the thieves in the distance, as if he was asking Zhao Hong, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Will the bandits attack again?"