Huang Taiji had few people and soon fell into disadvantage. After a short time, he was knocked off his horse by the blue-flaged men, and Amin looked at the captured white-flagged soldiers on the ground and said, "Why did you rush into Benbel's team and kill and wound more than a dozen of my armor soldiers?" Do you think that I, Amin, am so good that I can't be bullied? ”

One of Huang Taiji's Geshha said: "Big Belle shielded the dog slave Tuku to rob our three Belle women, and is still here to ask me why are you waiting?" What a joke! ”

Listening to this person's words, Amin also remembered that the past was indeed a horse and two horses. There was indeed a woman sitting in front of the war horse, and if it was really like what this man said, he would really be a little bit of a loser.

He turned and asked, "Where is the gallery?" ”

The armored soldier with the blue flag, you look at me, I look at you, you have a confused expression. Later, one of the armored soldiers said, "Great Belle! The man didn't stop at all, he swept past us and ran away! ”

Amin was dumbfounded, what's going on? The joke is a bit too big. I didn't hit the fox and got into trouble, I was too wronged.

Huang Taiji's people sneered on their faces, so they wouldn't believe the performance of Amin and others. When they arrived in Fuzhou City, they had their own masters to stand up for them, and now they decided not to suffer the immediate losses.

Amin was also furious, and he shouted to his goshha: "Baganda! You bring thirty people to capture the gallery for you! ”

Amin believes that Baganda, a master of tracking, will definitely capture the Tuku fuck alive, dare to tease himself, and provoke the two flags to fight and kill.

Lan Guitian took Huang Cuiyi and ran until the war horse fell to the ground and died, and then he jumped off the horse with Huang Cuiyi in his arms, and the sharp pain in his legs made him unstable on his feet, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden. Lan Guitian endured the pain in his leg, dragged the fallen war horse into the woods, and carefully covered up the traces.

The two of them supported each other, one foot deep and one shallow foot towards the side of the mountain. This was the stronghold that the Shadows had arranged for their retreat, not far from the waters of Immortal Island.

There they could rest and wait for the ships of the Changxing Army to pick them up on the island. It's just that they ran out on their own, and they don't know if the sea ships from Changsheng Island will come.

They were very careful along the way, sweeping back and forth with branches where they walked, erasing the traces they had left behind.

Although they had already escaped the pursuit, if the enemy found them, Lan Guitian's current situation would not be able to protect himself at all.

It wasn't until late afternoon that they found the hidden stronghold. The wooden house was covered with dust, and it looked like it had not been cleaned for a long time.

The hut is full of everything, and there is a hidden tunnel that leads into the woods. Soon they had a steaming meal.

Huang Cuiyi lowered her head to pick up rice, not daring to look at the man in front of her at all. Lan Guitian also kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking, and the time seemed to be back to last night.

It was dark and gradually turned white, and there was still a little afterglow in the charcoal brazier in the wooden house. From time to time there was a crunch sound in the basin, and a glimmer of spark flashed.

Lan Guitian and Huang Cuiyi fell asleep around the brazier, and from the faint smile on their faces, they could tell that they were dreaming of something beautiful.

Suddenly, the neighing of a war horse woke up the two people in the wooden house, and Lan Guitian suddenly got up. He walked briskly to the window of the hut and looked out cautiously.

A lot of people appeared in the otherwise empty woods, and these people approached the wooden house carefully. After discovering that the war horse might wake up the people in the wooden house, a voice sounded: "Gallery! It's almost a happy night! It's time to let the brothers who have worked hard all night happy! Big Baylor has always been thinking about you, don't do anything to disappoint Big Baylor! Ha ha!! ”

The voices outside the wooden house were extremely arrogant, and they knew that Tuku was the only one in the wooden house, and they had no fear at all.

Huang Cuiyi could understand Manchu, and he translated the outside voice to Lan Guitian sentence by sentence.

Lan Guitian listened silently and went to a cabinet in the corner of the room, and took out a firebolt and a crossbow from it, as well as a few grenades.

He went to the window of the wooden house again, and aimed the loaded firearm at the armored soldier who had been laughing arrogantly.

"Bang!" With a bang, the soldier screamed and fell in front of the wooden house. The other armoured soldiers were so frightened by the sound that they hid in a hidden place, after seeing the man lying in a pool of blood. They were all cautious, and they didn't dare to lean over like they had just now.

How can there be a fire gun in the gallery, it seems that the power is not small. This was the thought of all the blue-flaged soldiers, and Baganda cautiously peeked out to observe the wooden house.

It's like an ordinary wooden house in the woods, made of arm-thick logs, with only one door and window. They wanted to storm and enter, and there was only one way to storm the front, and with that firebolt, it might take a few people to get close to the cabin.

He's observing! Another bang rang out from the cabin, and a soldier who poked his head out to see what was going on was blown out of the head with a bang.

Baganda quickly retracted his head and wiped the cold sweat from his head. Fortunately, the target chosen by the gallery in the wooden house was not him, otherwise it would be himself who would be shot in the head.

When did the gallery hit the fire gun so accurately, is this still their Jurchen? This question was in everyone's minds, and they no longer attacked from the front, but went around to the back of the hut and touched the hut.

Baganda led the men around the hut, and they tried to break through the wooden gate. It turned out that the wooden door was also made of logs, and they didn't want to break into it without the right tools.

Lan Guitian used a log against the wooden door, grabbed a crossbow arrow and stood guard by the window. "Bang!" A loud bang came from the wooden door, which was only shaken off some dust, and there was no sign of loosening.

Then there was another muffled sound from the window, as if someone was hitting the closed wooden window with a heavy object. The moment the wooden window was knocked open, Lan Guitian shot the crossbow arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh!" After that, there was a scream. Outside the house, there must have been another soldier who fell to the ground with an arrow, and this poison-smeared crossbow arrow can quickly make people lose their combat effectiveness as long as they pierce the skin.

Lan Guitian picked up another grenade and lit it and threw it out, "Boom!" After a loud bang, it finally fell silent outside.

The armored soldiers with the blue flag retreated temporarily, and Lan Guitian knew that the next attack would definitely be more violent.

Baganda looked at the five corpses on the ground, and his heart burned with rage. was originally a sure arrest, but now it has lost its troops.

He could think of the monstrous anger he would have to face after he went back, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously: "Set fire!" Burn them! ”