Chapter 232: The Fall (I)

"Uh, uh, uh." Qiu Zhengyi dropped the Zhangba Snake Spear, covered his stomach with his hands, and tried to close the wound again, however, this qiē was doomed to be in vain, and soon, the severe pain made him unable to stand still, and he kept shaking back and forth like drunk, and then, he fell headlong in the torrential rain, and the red water flowed all over the ground.

"Senhe-sama, Senhe-sama is dead." The pikemen behind Qiu Zhengyi first exclaimed loudly, and the next moment, like grasshoppers that had lost their direction, they scattered in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, they escaped cleanly.

"Let's go, General Zhang, let's go, if you don't leave, it's too late." Guangming left Fan Shutong was frightened, grabbed Zhang Mingjian's arm, and dragged him behind the Zhongjun tent, "Take advantage of the heavy rain at this time, no one can see you"

"Smack." In response to him, it was a resounding slap in the face, and Zhang Mingjian, a million households in the green army, was angry, jumping to his feet and scolding, "Go, where to go, if Zhu Butcher only sent these two hundred people, why should Lao Tzu go, if he sent more than two hundred people, where else could Lao Tzu go." ”

As if to corroborate with his words, after a flash of lightning, in the south and west directions of the camp, there were also several Huai'an army soldiers rushing in, brandishing snow-bright steel knives, they formed one wedge-shaped small formation after another under the command of the centurion, and launched a fierce attack on the panicked Qing army and other Mengyuan miscellaneous soldiers.

The Qingjun and miscellaneous soldiers, who couldn't react properly in a hurry, had no power to resist at all, and were cut down to drop their weapons and run away with their heads, while the Huai'an soldiers lined up to catch up with them from behind, cut them one by one from behind, and stepped into the mud pit one by one.

"Yu Darui, you take Lao Tzu's personal soldiers up." Zhang Mingjian's face instantly lost its blood, gritted his teeth, and ordered loudly, "Kill Lao Tzu to the east, let's kill from the east together." ”

"North, north, north" Guangming Right made Fan Shutong so frightened that he couldn't even speak, ran forward with his head down, and continued to hold Zhang Mingjian's sleeve.

There are Huai'an troops on the southeast and west, but the north does not, of course, it should break through to the north, if you insist on killing to the east, you have to fight with the Huai'an fierce general who makes two swords, although he boasts of strong martial arts, but he is not sure that he can escape under the opponent's hands.

"North fart." Zhang Mingjian roared hoarsely, if it weren't for Fan Shutong's dedication to his own good, he would hate to stab this gangster in the way with a gun, "Wai three is missing one, you think Lao Tzu is stupid, there seems to be no one over there, there must be the main force of the Zhu butcher in ambush, Yu Darui, kill Lao Tzu to the east, the enemy general is already at the end of the crossbow at this time." ”

"Yes." Yu Darui wiped his face vigorously, wiping off the rain and sweat, "Brothers, come with me, the chief manager treats us well, it's time for us to die for the chief manager." ”

"Die, die." Zhang Mingjian's personal soldiers let out a crazy roar from their mouths, flat-ended spears, and followed behind Yu Darui, they were all Zhang Mingjian's hardcore henchmen, usually holding a military salary three times higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and the treatment of eating and drinking was also the same as that of a centurion, so in times of crisis, they must use their lives to repay the one they had gotten.

There were more than 400 dead soldiers in this wave, fighting to burn the jade and stone to face each other, which really made Wang Bi and the two hundred-person team behind him scramble, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to his kung fu anymore, Zhang Mingjian kicked Fan Shutong, the right envoy of light, "Here, follow me, quickly, don't speak, dare to shout loudly, Lao Tzu will stab you first." ”

"Ahh Fan Shutong, the right envoy of light, didn't know why, his mouth suddenly opened wide, and just when he was stunned, Zhang Mingjian reached out and tore off the brocade robe on his body, grabbed the spear, and lowered his head and ran towards the northeast corner of the camp, "Keep up, if you don't want to die, hurry up and follow." ”

"Got it." Fan Shutong was stunned again, and then took off the Taoist crown on his head, threw it into the puddle, and then held the sword in one hand, and pulled his robe foot with the other hand, chasing Zhang Mingjian's back and flying towards the place where there were few people.

Click, click, click, lightning slashed the earth and staggered, and the hail turned into rain that poured down from the sky, diluting the blood on the ground, rolling into a river, and then dyeing red with a new round of blood, endlessly.

At this moment, the entire camp has become a pot of porridge, except for the north, the other three sides of the camp, almost everywhere there are Huai'an soldiers rushing in, and the green army and the rebels who are blocked inside, but, thanks to the heavy rain, the vision of both sides has been compressed to a very narrow range, almost to the opposite side within five steps, in order to distinguish the enemy from me, the right envoy of the light Fan Shutong saw with his own eyes, Zhang Mingjian, who ran two steps in front of him, stabbed to death several people in the way, all of them were their own people, However, he seemed to be unaware, and continued to drive with his spear, and as soon as a vague figure appeared in front of him, he stabbed it with one shot, and then ran past the corpse as fast as possible, no matter who fell.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck" Fan Shutong, the right envoy of light who was born in the rivers and lakes, can be regarded as well-informed, but he has never seen such a murderous person, forced by the cold air on the gun, his teeth keep colliding up and down, no matter how fast he runs, he can't expel the fear from the depths of his heart.

Click, another lightning bolt fell not far from the two, illuminating Zhang Mingjian's devilish figure, Fan Shutong's heart suddenly shuddered again, the sword in his hand was already horizontal in front of his chest unconsciously, he didn't want to run anymore, he didn't want to run with the demon in front of him, Yangzhou's slaughter was not his responsibility, Zhu Eighty-one had never killed innocents indiscriminately, rather than die with Zhang Mingjian in the chaos, it is better to forget about each other now.

"Hurry, keep up." Zhang Mingjian suddenly became righteous again, kept turning his head, and told him not to fall too far, "Take advantage of the heavy rain now, Lao Tzu will take you out, and then the two of us will cross the river together and go to Monk Peng, Lao Tzu will not believe it, the world is so big, there is no place for Lao Tzu." ”

"Alas, alas." Fan Shutong, the right envoy of light, was trembling at the sight of Zhang Mingjian's sharp eyes, he didn't dare to refuse, even if the other party turned his back to him right now, the iron gun in Zhang Mingjian's hand was eight feet long, if he stopped secretly, the next moment, he didn't dare to bet on whether the iron gun would turn around and find him directly.

Click, click, click, and several bolts of lightning fell in the air, splitting the face of Fan Shutong, the right envoy of light, whiter than snow.

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