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After Hua Meng took the sword in his hand, he was like a tiger with wings, and after a violent wave, it was a monstrous blood light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, cutting down a dozen forbidden soldiers did not have a significant effect of dominating the enemy, on the contrary, more forbidden soldiers rushed towards them like a mountain of them.

Song Qi jumped up from the ground with a carp, he filled his repeater with arrows, and while retreating, he shouted to the two people in the battle: "Don't fall in love, retreat!" ”

Hua Meng saw this situation and knew that relying on courage would not help. The key now is to get out of the jungle as soon as possible in order to implement the second step of Song Qi's strategy. The two of them fought and walked, while the forbidden soldiers behind clenched and did not relax at all.

Song Qi retreated to a safe position, raised his repeater, and faced the battlefield in front of him, nervously looking for a target.

He knew that no matter how many forbidden soldiers he shot, he would not be able to stop the enemy's pursuit. Only by shooting key people can the battle be temporarily ended.

"The one with the crossbow is Song Qi, the general of Chen Guo! Hurry up, kill him, and you'll be rewarded! Suddenly, an excited voice sounded.

Song Qi looked for prestige, only to see a tall and thin battalion officer rushing over with hundreds of forbidden soldiers, already within the range of his repeater's crossbow.

That tall and thin man was the camp officer of the previous Chronicle Battalion. Song Qi was also overjoyed in his heart. The heart said, "Boy, you're just in time."

He turned his body slightly sideways, and used his repeater to face the somewhat flamboyant discipline officer, and pulled the trigger twice in a row.

"Smack~Slap~"

Two crossbow arrows flew out of the crossbow trough one after the other, and flew towards the hapless discipline officer.

When the camp officer saw the crossbow arrow flying, he was so frightened that he hurriedly waved the sword in his hand and knocked down the first crossbow arrow. However, the second bolt very neatly avoided the trajectory of his sword swing and landed in his right chest impartially. The camp officer let out a dull cry of pain and fell to the ground with a thud. Although the arrow was not fatal, it made him faint in pain.

"The camp officer has been shot!" His forbidden soldiers let out an exclamation and stopped abruptly, and the shield-bearers quickly raised their shields, staggered and stacked them in front.

"Stop, or he'll be his example!" Song Qi raised his arms and shouted, although the sound was not loud, but for those forbidden soldiers, it was like a scorching thunder in mid-air, which frightened them to retreat.

Seeing this, Hua Meng Ao Leopard naturally shook two tricks and retreated. The three of them quickly retreated under the watchful eye of the forbidden soldiers.

When they ran out a hundred or two paces away, the forbidden soldiers behind them began to chase again. After all, only one battalion officer was shot down, and they also had a Shen battalion officer, how could he let Song Qi run away, and commanded his forbidden soldiers to chase after him.

In the depths of the dense forest, a small stream as wide as two feet runs through the east and west, the stream is flowing gurglingly, there is a clear spring stone upstream, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded.

However, no matter how good the artistic conception is, it will change from person to person. At this moment, the edge of this stream is full of heavy murderous intent .

Mao Yong led 50 other brothers to line up on the opposite side of the stream, bows and arrows in their hands, nervously facing the dense forest on the opposite bank. The arrows on their bows were not ordinary arrows, but they were wrapped in sackcloth from their heads, and the sackcloth was dipped in oil, and the oil was still dripping from the arrows to the ground.

Forty or so brothers who had just escaped from the dense forest were resting not far behind them. More than a dozen of them suffered arrow wounds of varying severity. Five brothers were killed during the retreat.

At this moment, Song Qi and the other three were closely pursued by thousands of forbidden soldiers behind them, and rushed towards the stream.

"Hurry up and set fire to the arrows!" Song Qi ordered loudly while he was still far away.

"Ignition!" Mao Yong waved his hand, and several of the brothers in charge of lighting the fire hit the flint and quickly set fire to the oil-soaked linen cloth on the fifty arrows.

Rows of red transparent flames burst out on the arrows, as if they were lit by a row of hanging candles.

But the arrow was not fired immediately. It turned out that Mao Yong saw that the three of them were still on the other side of the stream and had not crossed the stream, so he hesitated.

"What are you waiting for? Shoot arrows! Wait until the enemy crosses the stream, and we'll be in trouble! Song Qi saw that they were not triggered, so he ran briskly and shouted orders at the same time. At this time, dozens of forbidden soldiers had already chased after him, only a foot away from his back.

"Huh~Huh~" The rocket shot at several white straw men behind Song Qi with a flickering streamer.

"Bang~" The straw man suddenly burst into flames, emitting a dazzling light.

"Bang~Bang~" The arrows were not missing, and the branches were all shot at the straw man. The straw men were also soaked in oil, and they burned at one point.

These burning straw men immediately formed a barrier of fire, separating Song Qi from the pursuers behind him. The pursuers were blocked by the fire and could not advance half a step, and several of the forbidden soldiers who were running fast could not restrain their footsteps, and crashed into the straw man, and were immediately burned by the fire, and they could only roll on the ground, screaming.

In the middle of the dense forest, there are white straw men standing everywhere. The pursuers ran into these straw men halfway through, and they still laughed in their hearts. Do they think these straw men can still play a role in confusing them on the other side of the jungle, and can they still mix up with real people here to scare people?

Unexpectedly, these straw figures had been soaked in oil beforehand, and they ignited as soon as they were ignited.

"Not good! It's on fire! The forbidden soldiers were terrified and exclaimed.

"Retreat!" When the Shen battalion officer saw that there were fires everywhere in the forest, he was also so frightened that he lost his mind, and hurriedly ordered the forbidden soldiers to retreat. Then the forbidden soldiers cried for their fathers and mothers, and they fled in panic on the way they came.

However, it was easy for them to enter the dense forest, but it was not so easy to get out.

"Huh~Huh~" More rockets flew towards the depths of the dense forest with burning flames. Burning behind them.

And it's not just as simple as the grass man catching fire, the dead grass and fallen leaves on the ground are all flammable. As soon as he opened his eyes, the fallen leaves and dead grass on the ground also burned, as if countless fire snakes were swimming smartly on the ground, and quickly jumped towards the depths of the dense forest.

Fire snakes swim faster than they can run.

These fiery snakes did not have long eyes, and they attacked not only the enemies in the depths of the dense forest, but also in the direction of Song Qi, who was fleeing.

Song Qi and the other three were also on fire to varying degrees. They didn't have time to extinguish the fire on their bodies, and they accelerated to the stream.

Originally, there was a long stone bridge across the stream, connecting the road on both sides. As they had strayed from the road when they retreated, by the time they ran out of the forest and came to the stream, it was no longer a roadside, and naturally there was no bridge to pass through.

Such a wide stream is not a matter at all for Hua Meng, Ao Leopard, and the two of them, they jumped into the stream, like a tiger jumping into a stream, and jumped to this side of the stream with ease. Then he turned around and sat down on the stone and dipped his burning pants into the stream.

And these two streams more than two zhang wide are like a torrent of moats for Song Qi. There is no way he could have jumped ...

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