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Running away, of course. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Horses were probably the fastest means of transportation on land in this era, and they were already light and simple, if they hurried with all their might, Bai Mo believed that as long as they were not facing the group of people and horses of unknown origin, they could successfully evacuate. A few of the armor soldiers brought by Xu gradually had served as scouts in the army, and these people were all called out by Bai Mo to return to their old jobs, and if they accidentally ran into those people, there was still room to turn.

The cherries and lychees were all put into the carriage, and Xu Yan, who was still unable to move, was also carried into the carriage. When Xu gradually heard the news, his first reaction was to order his soldiers to take the initiative to search for those interceptors of unknown origin, but this idea was quickly vetoed by Bai Mo. What are you kidding, Xu gradually has less than thirty people under his command, and those who intercept may, according to Meng Yu's description, even reach the number of thousands.

Bai Mo suspected that these people were most likely the subordinates of Zhao Guangzhong of the Xiazhu Kingdom, otherwise, ordinary thieves would not have been able to have such a scale, and they would not have any interest in Bai Mo.

Soon, this small horse team fled north as fast as possible, and as long as it could find the nearest county seat, it would be safer.

Unfortunately, when Meng Miao saw the thieves, the thieves also saw Meng Meng, and they couldn't recognize the old man based on the pattern that didn't look like it at all, but an old man riding a horse alone here was always a little suspicious, and when they found Meng Yu, they immediately sent someone to follow them, until the BMW carried Meng Meng back to the camp.

Bai Mo rode on the white horse, and Wang Junqing walked side by side with him. Wang Junqing is a middle-aged man who is not smiling, his face is angular, and his perennial military career has always maintained a unique military temperament, which is a mixture of murderousness, evil spirit and discipline, Bai Mo has also seen this temperament in Wei Wu, but Wei Wu's murderous spirit is much less, after all, the general does not have to take the lead on the battlefield, due to the suppression of the military generals, Wei Wu, who is branded with the mark of nobility on his blood, has not had much contact with the battlefield at all.

Wang Junqing is the most universal portrayal of the military generals of the Great Jin Dynasty.

The two men didn't talk much.

Gong Lost Colorful finally got a horse as he wished, and this horse was originally used for the transfer of armor soldiers. There are still some high-ranking people in the ghost building, and after coming out, he completely changed his appearance, probably because he was silent in the ghost building for too long, and he seemed to be uncomfortable not speaking for a moment, so he took the lead in breaking the silence here.

"Bai Mo, the proprietor, the white imp, and the wood on the side, you two are talking about something, how boring it is to say nothing!"

Bai Mo and Wang Junqing were still silent.

Gong Yi continued: "Isn't it just that someone wants to kill you, Bai Xiaogui, what are you afraid of, let them kill it, don't be so petty." ”

"What do you mean by that, what do you mean by letting them kill you?" Bai Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Now is not the time to chat with you and fart!" I have an ominous premonition that it could ...... Things won't be as easy to fix as I thought. It is impossible for that group of people to be unprepared, and besides, Old Master Meng has touched them too much, this is a hidden danger, it may be ...... I mean, probably, they've already found us. ”

"So what, there are so many of us, each of us looks strong, are we still afraid of a gang of bandits?"

"Two fists are no match for four legs."

"Your martial arts skills are so high, it is still a little short of taking the rank of general among the ten thousand troops, but you should still be able to retreat from one or two thousand people, right?"

Bai Mo smiled bitterly: "I can do it, what should I do with County Lieutenant Xu and County Shou Meng?" ”

"What do they have to do with you?"

"Where's the cherry?"

"There are so many women in the world."

"You can think about it, but it's too irresponsible."

Bai Mo said, and Wang Junqing also opened his mouth.

"There's a problem."

Bai Mo frowned and said, "What's the problem?" ”

"Xiao Zhang, they should have come back to report the situation at this time, no, a quarter of an hour ago. But they didn't. ”

Wang Junqing said, pulling the reins with one hand, and pulling out the long sword in his hand with the other.

Bai Mo also pulled out Jia Wuyi.

The public smacked his lips in boredom, suddenly tugged on the reins of his horse, and fled east alone. Bai Mo didn't care about him, now was not the time to take out his hand to clean up this old guy.

Sure enough, Bai Mo's hunch was right.

After another quarter of an hour, a convoy of horses of about three hundred men suddenly appeared in front of them.

Bai Mo and Wang Junqing glanced at each other, and shouted at the same time: "Kill it!" ”

The armor behind them roared with it.

"Kill!"

Thirty against three hundred.

If the other side is really an ordinary thief, or those malnourished and unarmored militia in Yidi, the odds of winning this battle are still very good.

But the "thieves" who intercepted it have even begun to put themselves in formation.

They didn't wear the iron armor of the official army, but they all wore leather armor and rattan armor with an ancient style, and looking at their temperament, they were obviously well-trained elites.

A bloody battle is on the verge of breaking out.

At the same time, there were also shouts of killing on the left, right and rear.

The current situation can really be described as embattled.

Wang Junqing took the lead, and Bai Mo followed.

With a "bang", the white ink sword was horizontal, blocking a crossbow arrow.

This made Bai Mo's heart cold.

There are crossbowmen on the opposite side!

No matter how high the martial arts are, it is difficult to have a way to retreat in the face of the crossbowman.

This time it can really be regarded as a "battle to the death." ”

Soon, a rain of arrows struck.

Bai Mo cut off most of the crossbow arrows with the scale cutting style in the dragon slaying technique, but there was still an arrow shot on his right shoulder, Bai Mo changed Jia Wuyi to his left hand, and continued to use the scales to resist the rain of arrows. Wang Junqing in front of him was even more miserable, he had been hit by four or five arrows all over his body, fortunately he was not injured, but after a long time, if he lost too much blood, his life was also in danger.

The armor soldiers behind them also took out their bows and crossbows, shooting as they charged.

Soon, they met on a narrow road, and at this time only ten armorers were still alive.

Deadend.

"I'm Baimo, am I going to die here?"

Bai Mo's brows were furrowed, and the armor in his hand kept waving, slashing his heart.

Wang Junqing, who rushed to the front, also kept waving the long sword in his hand, but the speed of his sword swinging became slower and slower, there were more and more wounds on his body, and his consciousness began to become blurred, but both of them had gone deep into the formation and had no way to retreat.

Wang Junqing clenched his teeth.

Xu Yan is the only Shangguan he sincerely admires in this life, and the other is Xiao Yan of Shangzhu Kingdom, these two people have impressed Wang Junqing in terms of skill and bearing, and today is the loss here, and Xu Weiwei's life must be saved!

"Fight to the death!" (To be continued.) )