Chapter Forty-Nine: Garbage to Death!
When Jing Ling was dragged past the Rose Garden, he couldn't help but feel a trance, if he hadn't thought about helping the singer named Xue'er, it would be impossible for him to hear about the viper's conspiracy, and it would be impossible for him to enter the ice city today. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
While Jing Ling lamented the unpredictability of the world, the cavalry pulling him shouted: "Run faster!" I'm still going to go home and train those sex. Slaves. ”
At the moment, because of the curfew, there was no one in the long alley except them.
After seeing the situation clearly, Jing Ling suddenly took a deep breath, and then rushed to the side of the cavalryman, and swept the hind limbs of the war horse with his right foot, the war horse suddenly fell to the ground, and the cavalry on the horseback also flew several meters away because of inertia, and his head smashed a street stone, and the viscous yellowed brain suddenly burst out.
The other four cavalrymen were stunned for a while, and Jing Ling seized the opportunity to use the small blade hidden in his back belt to cut the hemp rope that bound his hands.
"Bastard, look for death!" A cavalryman was the first to react, only to see him holding an iron spear in his hand, and stabbing towards Jing Ling with the strength of his war horse's sprint.
"Let me send you garbage to hell!" Jing Ling shouted angrily, and the moment the iron spear stabbed into his chest, he took a step back, and at the same time crossed his arms to clamp the middle of the iron spear tightly. This requires extremely precise eyesight to do, and if it is a second faster, the tip of the spear will cut through Kyoling's arms, and if it is a second slower, the tip of the spear will plunge straight into Kyoling's chest.
Obviously, Jing Ling had begun to adapt to this body, and showed off all the martial arts he had learned in his previous life.
After breaking the cavalry's spear attack, Jing Ling let go of his arms, turned around with his body against the iron spear, and rushed to the side of the cavalry.
The cavalryman was horrified in his heart, and was about to throw down the iron spear and pull out the machete from his waist, but the small blade in Jing Ling's hand slashed his stomach first.
Without the protection of armor, the cavalryman's stomach was easily cut open by Jing Ling, and the smelly intestines came out first, and the other three cavalrymen suddenly changed their faces.
"Quick! Launch flares! ”
I saw a cavalryman pull out a bamboo tube from his waist, the body of the barrel was attached to a layer of frosted paper, the upper cylinder mouth was wrapped with a layer of green paper, and the lower cylinder mouth had a small hole, and a lead extended from the small hole.
At the moment when the cavalryman was about to burn the fuse with sandpaper, Jing Ling shouted in his heart: Lean on the mountain!
The whole man crashed into the cavalryman's mount like a small mountain, and with a muffled bang, the horse fell to the ground, and the cavalryman was crushed under the horse.
But there was a sudden bang in the sky, and I saw a green firework for help explode in the air, and the firework tube fell at Jing Ling's feet.
Jing Ling secretly cursed in his heart, and a tiger pounced in front of the cavalryman, and with a stroke of the small blade in his hand, the cavalryman's throat suddenly rose a touch of red.
After killing the three cavalrymen with thunder, Jing Ling did not slack off, and with a fierce force of his feet, he rushed to the next enemy, and he had to kill all the cavalrymen who had seen his face before the enemy reinforcements arrived!
Seeing Jing Ling holding a small blade in his hand and attacking him with a fierce force, the cavalryman's face turned pale with fright, and the iron spear in his hand subconsciously stabbed towards Jing Ling. But on the side of Jing Ling's body, he easily dodged the iron spear, but his body was still advancing, and the moment he approached the horse's head, he suddenly jumped to the horse's tail, and the small blade in his hand was picked at the throat of the enemy on the horse's back.
There was a "poof" sound, and another cavalryman fell to the ground.
Now that only the last cavalryman remained, Jing Ling picked up the iron spear that had fallen to the ground and stared at the cavalry in front of him.
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that he is not yet able to maximize the potential of this body, so he must beware of capsizing in the gutter.
But Jing Ling obviously looked too highly at the enemy, and saw that the cavalryman saw that he was the only one left, and the fighting spirit in his heart had long been gone, so he pulled the reins sharply, turned the horse's head and ran towards the main city road.
Just run to the main city road, there must be friendly troops there!
As soon as this thought crossed the horseman's mind, he suddenly felt a heart-rending pain in his chest, and when he looked down to see the iron spear that pierced his chest, Jing Ling had already rushed behind him.
In fact, Jing Ling had already drawn his feet and chased after the cavalry the moment he threw the iron spear, and he originally planned to miss the enemy with the iron spear, so he had to catch up and give the final blow, otherwise once the enemy ran to the main city road, he would face the dilemma of being surrounded by a large number of enemy troops.
Fortunately, the iron spear successfully stabbed the enemy to death, and when the lifeless cavalry fell off his horse, the sound of many armors colliding was heard not far away......
Oops! With such a dense sound of footsteps, there are at least a hundred enemies!
Jing Ling's face changed greatly, he looked around and couldn't find a place to hide, suddenly there was a shout from the sky, Jing Ling heard the words and looked, only to see Xue'er leaning against the window of the sound room, motioning for him to climb up.
Jing Ling hurriedly stabbed a war horse in the ass with a small blade, and the war horse neighed in pain, and ran in the opposite direction where the march sounded.
He hid the blade at his waist, and he wouldn't throw away this handy little sharp weapon, maybe he'll be able to use it later.
After hiding the blade, he went to the bottom of the Rose Garden and climbed up, and the skillful and fast climbing action couldn't help but make Cher wonder if this guy had climbed through his window before.
Soon he entered the sound room with the help of Cher, and by this time two groups of patrolling Nolan troops had already stepped into the alley, including about eighty infantry and a standard squad of cavalry, numbering about thirty.
"The enemy has run! Leave some people down to clean up the body, and the rest for me to scatter and outflank him!! ”
As soon as the cavalryman who led the team gave the order, the rest of the sergeants split up in several columns and pursued the 'enemy' who had fled on horseback in different lanes.
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Top floor of the Rose Garden, sound room......
Looking at Jing Ling, who was dressed in a vendor's clothes, Xue'er frowned and said, "You don't look like an ordinary person. ”
Xue'er was still wearing yesterday's white dress, and her dark eyes, which were hidden by a few strands of broken hair, were always looking at Jing Ling.
"But you saved me anyway." Jing Ling laughed.
His smile looked genuine, but Cher didn't let her guard down. "Where is the man who was with you yesterday?"
"You mean the little devil?" Jing Ling asked knowingly.
Cher examines Jing Ling's eyes, as if trying to see something in them, but she is disappointed.
What did Jing Ling do in his previous life? He is an agent in the intelligence world, and he can definitely win the Oscar with his acting skills, if Cher can see something in his eyes, then his intelligence career for so many years will really be in vain.