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Chapter Ninety-Five: The Water Is Too Cold

"Get out of the way, get out of the way if you don't want to die. The governor of my family is Zhu Eighty-one! Wu Liangmou took the opportunity to shout, the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty.

The salters who were confronting Mao Gui were in chaos. Especially those who were in front of Zhu Eighty-one, they turned around and dodged to both sides. lest he dodge slowly, and he was hit head-on with a palm thunder.

"Death to the demons!" Just as Zhu Eighty-one was about to rush over to join Mao Gui, a broken cry suddenly sounded in his ears. A black-faced centurion in leather armor, with more than forty salt dings, abandoned his opponent and strode towards him.

"Archer, stop the enemy!" Commander Xu Da was the first to show that the situation was not good, and he gave the order first. The hundred-man squad of archers behind him immediately drew their bows and fired a volley of feathered arrows at the incoming man. However, both sides were running, and the arrows were shot too hastily, and most of the more than 90 feathered arrows flew away without knowing where to go. The remaining half only shot four or five salts behind the black-faced centurion, failing to play any role in stopping the enemy.

said that it was too late, it was fast, it was only five or six breaths of kung fu, and the black-faced man had already rushed to Zhu Bayi's eyes. The steel fork in his hand thrust and stabbed him in the throat.

Zhu Bayi's pupils contracted suddenly, and the hairs on his body stood upside down. He flashed half a step sideways, and then swept the broadsword forward against the iron hilt of the steel fork.

"Shh The blade of the sword sparked a dazzling spark on the iron handle of the steel fork, but it failed to cut off the opponent's finger as he wished. The black-faced strong man's reaction was quicker than any opponent Zhu Eighty-one had encountered before, and the fork handle just pushed outward, separating the blade, and then hurriedly turned around, and the three fork tips were like three poisonous snakes, stabbing Zhu Eighty-one in the lower abdomen again.

"Dang!" Zhu Eighty-one put up a broad sword to block it, and was pushed back again and again. completely relied on a momentum that did not admit defeat, so he barely sat down.

The other party's strength is on par with him, but he is obviously a practitioner, and the change of tricks is like flowing water. A stab missed, the steel fork quickly pulled back, and between the lightning and stone fire, he picked up the red tassel gun that Wu Liangmou stabbed from the side, and then another step up to pick the thorn, and the tip of the fork pointed at Zhu Bayi's chest.

Zhu Eighty-one or so were all his own brothers, and there was no way to hide, so he could only raise his broad sword again and take a hard blow. The scalp was crispy and numb as if it had been electrified, and the area between the eyes was so hot that it seemed to be smoking.

The intensity of adrenal secretion more than doubled his various feelings. Every movement of the opponent seems to slow down, but every movement is extremely fluid. He squared left, blocked right, picked up and pressed down, relying on intuition and survival instinct, struggling to support. The opponent's steel fork haunted him like a poisonous snake, and at the same time, he could spare his energy to deal with the left and right attacks of Wu Liangmou and Ivanov.

"Kill the salt, kill the salt. Kill the salt he brought first! At the critical moment, it was Xu Da who opened his throat and shouted. Xu Hongsan and the others, who were so anxious that they were sweating profusely but couldn't intervene at all, woke up like a dream, crossed the battle group, and rushed to the salt ding who followed them with a shout, like a hungry tiger pounceing on a rabbit.

He only wore a piece of cloth armor to shield the stray arrows, but he was not as good as the black-faced centurion. was rushed by Xu Hongsan and others, screaming and falling to the ground one after another. When the black-faced strong man with the steel fork heard this, he immediately abandoned the pursuit of Zhu Bayi, and turned his head to save his own robe.

"Where to go!" Xu Hongsan, the captain of the pro-soldiers, did not relent, and the tip of the knife aimed at the back of the person's heart. The black-faced man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he suddenly came back to the horse. "Dang!" With a bang, the steel knife in Xu Hongsan's hand flew out, and then a fork stabbed into his lower abdomen.

"It's over!" Xu Hongsan didn't have time to dodge at all, and instinctively closed his eyes. The expected pain didn't come for a long time, but the other party's roar sounded in his ears, "Sneak attack from behind, what kind of hero is it?!" ”

"In front of the two armies, who pays attention to sneak attacks or not sneak attacks with you!" Chen De, the leader of the pikemen, responded with a sneer, and used a Zhangba snake spear to take all the steel forks that the strong man stabbed at him. Looking at the black-faced strong man again, a piece of leather armor on his left shoulder was picked off, and the red and fresh flesh was squeezed out of the wound, and half of his body was instantly dyed red.

"Where to go, look at the guns!" Chen De shouted loudly and stabbed again. He was the general of the Han army, and he asked the head to teach martial arts since he was a child, and immediately stepped down and the weapons were all proficient. However, against the black-faced man, he still can't have the slightest upper hand. Seeing this, Wu Liangmou and Ivanov also rushed over with a spear and stabbed around the black-faced man. The three of them each stabbed more than a dozen shots in a blink of an eye, except for the initial sneak attack of Chen De, they could no longer help the black-faced man.

"Hong San, you take twenty personal soldiers to stay here to help, and the others, follow me over to join Mao Dudu!" Zhu Bayi wiped a handful of cold sweat and ordered loudly.

In front of the two armies, he was not interested in watching Chen De, Ivanov, and Wu Liangmou surround and beat an enemy general. The victory and defeat are not determined by individual bravery, as long as the front army and the left army complete the convergence, the more than 2,000 salt soldiers in front of them will be gone. No matter how skilled the black-faced man is, he can't save the defeat.

The black-faced strong man who was surrounded and killed by Chen De and others obviously realized this. The mouth kept roaring, rushing left and right, wanting to rush over and block Zhu Eighty-one again. However, Chen De, Ivanov and Wu Liangmou were willing to let him get his wish? The three spears kept stabbing from three directions, just not giving this person a chance to break through.

"Old Hu!" Another white-faced leader of the salt ding heard the black-faced man's anxious roar and led his companions to the rescue. He was also very athletic, and he encountered three waves of left sergeants along the way, and they all passed through the formation. The steel knife in his hand was also cut and curled, like a saw, and it was covered with flesh and blood.

"Damn it!" Zhu Bayi was so angry that he had to stop his footsteps again and block this person head-on. The broadsword captured from the hand of the deputy commander of the Afghan army was raised high, and with the force of the forward charge, it slashed at the head of the comer. The pale-faced leader of the salt rods raised his saw to block it, and then quickly launched a counterattack. Zhu Eighty-one turned sideways to avoid his sweep, and chopped down with another sword, "Dangchang!" With a single blow, the saw in the man's hand was cut in two.

"Ahh The person who came was slightly stunned, and threw half of the saw in Zhu Bayi's face. Zhu Eighty raised his shield to block it, then stepped up and raised his leg and slammed it into the person's chest. There was a "thud", knocking the person to the ground. Then one gets down on his knees and presses his knee against the other's chest. The broadsword habitually raised over his ear and straight to the shoulder socket where his neck met!

"Ahh The white-faced man who was suppressed let out a terrible howl from his mouth, and used all his strength to crook his neck, allowing the sword blade that stabbed him to the ground. Rao was like this, and his shoulder was also cut wide, and blood instantly splattered half a foot high.

"Geng Wu!" Not far away, the black man who was surrounded by Chen De and the other three also screamed violently, raised the steel fork above his head, and threw it towards Zhu Bayi's heart. The pro-soldiers quickly raised their shields, and with a "dang bang", the steel fork flew out. Looking at the black-faced man again, he was slammed by Chen De in the back of the heart, staggered a few steps, and fell headlong.

"Surrender, I won't kill you!" Zhu Eighty-one didn't know what was behind him, he couldn't stab the opponent's shoulder socket with a knife, and the killing intent in his eyes immediately dispersed, and he pressed the broad sword sideways against the neck of the white-faced man, and ordered loudly.

"Lao Hu, Lao Hu-!" The man just screamed like crazy, and blood and tears flowed down his eyes. Zhu Eighty-one didn't have the strength to delay this person, so he raised his hand and slapped a sword on this guy's face, knocking him unconscious. Then Xun stood up and led the brothers to rush towards Mao Gui again.

Mao Gui, who is shirtless, has been killed all over with blood at the moment, and he can't tell which ones are his own and which ones are others. saw that Zhu Bayi was getting closer and closer to him, getting closer and closer. He kicked his opponent away, then raised his steel knife and shouted, "The left army is coming, the left army is coming to meet us." Brothers, work harder, you can't let the person surnamed Zhu take all the credit! ”

"Keep it up! Come on! Don't let Zhu Dudu take all the credit! "The former soldiers who had already killed mad shouted and scrambled to stab their weapons at their opponents. I'm afraid that the movement will be slow, and I will be laughed at by the left army who came to answer the joke.

"Block, block. Double pay per person after going back! "One of the captains of Yanding who led the team was unwilling to fail, and ran back and forth on a war horse. Seeing this, Xu Da, who was rushing over, stopped his body, bent his bow and arrows, and shot this person's temple through with a "whoosh".

"Liu Qianhu is dead!"

"Liu Qianhu is dead!"

Those salt dings who fought face-to-face with Mao Gui and others were already at the end of the crossbow, and suddenly saw the tragic death of the thousands of households leading the troops, and suddenly they couldn't support it anymore. They lost their weapons and fled in all directions.

"Follow me, don't run away from the dog officer surnamed Lu!" Mao Gui laughed, raised his steel knife again, and ordered loudly.

"Chase, don't run away from the dog officer surnamed Lu!" All the shirtless men caught up with their opponents from behind, slashed them to the ground one by one. Then he stepped over the pool of blood with both feet, followed behind Mao Gui, and rushed towards the big banner of Coach Yanding.

Under the banner of Daxu, Lu Lu once saw the rout of the mountains and fields, and his heart was so sad. He raised his sword and put it across his neck. The right hand was slightly forced, but I felt a pain in my heart, and the days of more than ten years of hard work in the cold window instantly surged into my heart!

"Let's go, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!" The ghost genius Li Si yelled at Lu Lu Zeng, turned the horse's head, and took the lead in escaping. Lu Lu, who had already seen blood on his neck, heard this, and the sword could no longer be erased, sighed, and shouted at the servant who was carrying the sliding rod under him, "Quick, follow Li Siye's war horse." The old man, the old man still has something to say, I want to ask him to bring it to the prime minister! ”

"Yes!" Several servants who carried the sliding rod were very loyal, and when they saw that their lord had lost his will to die, they immediately spread their legs and fled with the flow of people. However, their goal is too obvious. After running five or six hundred steps, Mao Gui, Peng Da and Wei Zixi had already led a group of Red Turban Army brothers to surround them in three directions.

"Dog officer, surrender and avoid death!"

"Dog officer, where are you going to escape!"

"Dog officer, hurry down and kowtow to Lao Tzu!" The red-scarf soldiers shouted loudly and ordered Lu Lu Zeng to be captured.

How could the old Jin Shi Lu Lu have surrendered to these illiterate ant thieves? Gritting his teeth, he jumped down from the sliding rod and rushed to the Yellow River with a rolling belt.

"Sir-!" The servant who was carrying the rod moved a little slowly, and watched as half of his body sank into the river. The old Jin Shi Lu Lu once raised his hand to wipe the blood on his neck while walking briskly and continued to walk deeper into the river. One step, two steps, three steps. The icy river water flowed through his waist, so cold that he inhaled the cold air, "Hiss, hiss, hiss-", continued to walk a few steps, and the inhalation suddenly stopped, turning into a loud howl, "Long live Lord, if you are not an old minister, you are not willing to be loyal, the water is too cold Wow-wow!" ”

It's cold, it's really cold, it's a hundred times colder than when I was reading on a snowy night. The ice cellars in hell are nothing more than that! The blade of the Red Turban Army is nothing more than that! Left and right are dead, why should they be swept away by the river after death, and the corpse is frozen like a dead fish?! Suddenly, a wave slapped over, and Lu Luzeng's body shook and almost fell. Hurry up and stop crying. Turning his head, he covered his face with his hands and fled back to shore as quickly as he could.

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