"Kill," a familiar voice came into her ears, making Qi Zimo's mind sober up a little, and she looked up to see Yang Quan leading a group of people rushing in her direction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It seems that I really like him a little, this can be hallucinating," Qi Zimo secretly laughed at himself

"Zimo, how are you? Hold on for a while, and I'll save you right away! Da Niu's familiar roar made Qi Zimo's eyes widen, only to see Da Niu knock over several sergeants with one shot, and Yang Quan and those strong men behind him clumsily waved their long knives and stabbed them to death.

"It's really them who came to save me" Looking at the familiar figure of Da Niu and Yang Quan, Qi Zimo somehow, her eyes were full of tears, she wiped her eyes, her body, which was already weak, was somehow full of strength, she waved the long knife in her hand, and once again blocked the spears stabbed by those Tartars.

The big bull in the distance, seeing Qi Zimo being stabbed by the Tartar with a spear, his face turned red in a hurry, he roared again, and the spear in his hand turned into a black light, and all the soldiers who were close to him all knocked him to the ground.

"Ah, who came......" One of the soldiers was wearing a cloth robe and a man with a disheveled head, looking at Yang Quan's big bull and they attacked very quickly, standing in front of the soldiers, shouting at the big bull, but before the words were finished, I saw a stone accurately hit the person's head, and with a plop, I saw that the person was hit by the stone, and his eyes rolled to the ground.

"Damn,. Lao Tzu is the most tired of chirping crooked guys. Yang Quan, who was out of breath, scolded disdainfully while holding a long knife in his hand and shaking his other arm. Obviously, he threw the stone just now.

As soon as this guy came out just now, Yang Quan found that the soldiers around him were all around him, and his heart moved, it seemed that this person must be a leader in the Tartar army. So with the mood of gambling, I threw a stone over and worshiped God. Entrusted with the quality education of high school, after a few years of schooling, his body was not so fragile that he could not throw a stone, so he accurately hit the target with this stone.

After this person fell to the ground, the surrounding Tartar soldiers hurriedly surrounded this person, looking at the appearance of those soldiers, Yang Quan was more sure of his thoughts.

"Da Niu, do you still have the strength?" Yang Quan looked at the group of soldiers vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

Da Niu slapped a Tartar with a shot, glanced at Yang Quan, and asked a little breathlessly, "It's still a little, what's wrong, what's the matter?" “

"The guy I knocked out just now is the head of the Tartar, and after a while, he will solve it, and the Tartar will be messed up"

Da Niu nodded, "No problem, you'll see it in a while."

As he was talking, he saw that the guy who was smashed just now was helped up with blood on his head, he shook his head, obviously his brain was a little confused. A guard with delicate eyebrows next to him, looking at this person's appearance, cocked his orchid fingers in distress, pinched a handkerchief, and wiped the blood for the man.

Yang Quan was right, this is the Niu Lu Zuo leader of the Han Army Banner, if he hadn't made out with his little guy who pretended to be a guard tonight, he would have really let Yang Quan rob people tonight, but unfortunately he was ready to pick up a gun and get on the horse, but he was scared by the shouting of the big bull, which caused Yang Quan and them to rush into the refugee camp, and he woke up immediately.

But though he woke up, he came out in a hurry, and his armor and the like were still left in the tent. In addition to the terrible screams of the big bull, there was actually another reason why he did not sleep, that is, the soldiers told him at night that the Tartars who followed them carried the women of the refugees to the woods and were happy, and they have not come back yet.

These rude fellows never managed his little cow Lu Zuo, but these guys can be outside the camp, and he can rest assured that he can mess around in the tent. However, when these guys left the camp, his heart was somehow always uneasy. It always feels like something is happening.

He covered his head, looking at the group of Han people in front of him with blood on his face, he angrily shouted at the surrounding Tartars, "Come on, come on, give it to me, they all kill me, kill, don't leave any of them!" “

Looking at the appearance of the chief officer's gaffe, the surrounding soldiers quietly took a step back, a few generations and Paishku, looking at the appearance of this guy, shook their heads together, although the Han army flag has a Chinese character, but, there are people in it, in addition to the Han army in Liaodong, there are also Koreans, the Sinicization is completely Manchurian, in these generations, there are a few aliens, they look at the appearance of this guy, their eyes are full of disdain, but looking at the refugees who come around, their faces have become ugly.

Even if they are much stronger than the Han people, they can't hide in the face of more than a dozen spears handed over at the same time from the opposite side, and many veterans of a hundred battles can only look at their bodies with their pockets, and they are poked into holes by these refugees who were once powerless.

"Let's withdraw! Leave one after a few breaks! The man looked at the refugees and shouted at the people next to him.

Such a small group of dozens of people slowly retreated towards the outside of the field, and under the impact of this surging tide of refugees, a soldier fell from time to time. Eventually, they retreated to the camp.

However, at this moment, Yang Quan no longer has the energy to take care of these, the big bull and those Tartars are in battle, but Yang Quan found that Qi Zimo has fallen into a predicament, although just now she saw Yang Quan and them coming over and killing these enemies back, but after all, she was too tired, seeing those Tartars' spears stabbing at her again, he had no strength to resist at all.

"Ah, eat grandpa's knife! Brothers, follow me! Yang Quan rushed to him, seeing that it was too late, so he had to shout loudly. By now, the people around him have long since dispersed, and his shouting is nothing more than scaring people.

Sure enough, those Han army banner soldiers, looking at Yang Quan who rushed over, were stunned for a moment, and then their faces changed greatly, and they turned their heads and fled into the darkness.

Yang Quan touched his face, I damn it, could it be that after so many setbacks, I, Yang Quan, also have the spirit of Wang Ba, inheriting Zhang Henghou's loud voice and magic skills, and shouting loudly, can this group of Tartars be scared to the point of urine?

Qi Zimo looked at the empty Tartar in front of him, and only the somewhat stunned Yang Quan was left in his eyes, he, he is here to save me, thinking of this, Qi Zimo couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground softly.

Yang Quan hurriedly rushed to her side and supported her, but with this move, the wound on his shoulder cracked again, and blood soaked his clothes.

Qi Zimo looked at Yang Quan in front of him, and the pain on his body seemed to have weakened a lot, and Yang Quan, who was holding Qi Zimo, felt the soft body in his arms, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The above is a literary rendering, to put it bluntly, it is actually a big man, holding another thin man covered in scars, and then the two people look at each other affectionately. Hey, let me throw up on the side for a while.

Just as Yang Quan and the others looked at each other affectionately, someone didn't open their eyes after all, "Chivalry, is he the one who came with you to us?" A loud voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Yang Quan turned around a little depressedly, looking at the people behind him, his face changed when he had a broken expression on his face, and now he finally knew why those Tartars ran away just now, in the face of so many people, no one dared to resist.