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"Humph!" Qingba didn't even look at the seventeen or eighteen in front of him, and stared straight at the man who had put himself in humiliation.

When he was a teenager, he accompanied his father to see Naji, the little princess of the flower of the root and red flowers, known as the flower of the Great Liao River, and thought that this trip would be extremely easy, and he could marry a beauty and have great wealth.

The child on the grassland is very mature in itself, at that time, he was no longer a boy chicken, after all, Qingba Ke was four or five years older than Naji, and when he was eight years old, he ordered a little female slave to ****.

The understanding of war, power, and Qingba must be much clearer than that little girl who doesn't understand bullshit.

Since you don't agree, forget it, it's just a little girl, then Yanbu has it, just beckon.

Don't look at him as an adult, the children are three or four years old, and it is also the consequence of his father's indulgence, ordinary grassland boys will not have offspring so early.

It's just that in order to give Gen Chibe face, several tribes around him know that this flower still needs everyone to compete fairly in the end, and no one dares to marry it except them.

It was the same young man who was still roaring and galloping towards Ukhbe, who looked about the same age as himself, who had ruined everything and become a laughing stock, and today I would take it back.

To tell the truth, if the Nayan tribe did not join the battle, the Uhe tribe would have no power to return to the sky, and even some of the troops would not stop retreating.

Gu Song is calculating, all the people who come are either the brother's faction or the father's descendants, and if they die, they will die.

Uhe was afraid, could it be that the tribe had not expanded vigorously in the past two years, and had it fallen to this point? I can't even beat the root and red part, let alone the Nayan department and the Qudu department.

Wu Litu was really powerless, he thought he was hungry and thirsty. The muffled sound was silent, and he replenished his water and food on the side, and he was full of food and drink, but his body was still in the same pain, and he couldn't stand up, so he simply sat down.

Neck and neck! Zhao Seventeen Zhao Eighteen felt endless sorrow in his heart, if he was at his peak, a thousand commanders like Na Yanbu could be killed in less than ten moves.

Fortunately, the three-three system became the four-four system, and the four people on both sides each took a lot of effort to finally hack the opponent to death.

But. After just half a cup of tea, they found that their physical strength had dropped a lot, and the horses moved forward, and they didn't even raise the weapons in their hands.

Yes, the knife and gun are dragged on the ground, which can save a little strength, and Zhao Jiaerlang is not iron-cast.

Dang dang dang, several rings in a row. The next wave of enemies has arrived, and the weapons are intertwined.

Seventeen and eighteen, who had just used all his strength to hold back the declining momentum, recovered his physical strength slightly, and the four of them spun around like a marquee. The speed of rotation is much less than before.

Finally, Qingba came back to his senses, and he casually hacked a red pawn to death, and shouted: "You are all blind." Why didn't the enemy's reinforcements stop? Why don't you send someone up to besiege it now? ”

"Young master, no." A subordinate next to him slowly shook his head: "Just now, all our commanders were killed, and we are going to surround them again." Those who are red will also wrap us up against the encirclement. ”

"Give it to me!" Qingba said, taking the lead in rushing forward, he gritted his teeth, eager to disrupt the plan to defeat the pomegranates directly from behind by these pomegranates who suddenly appeared as carnivorous bedders.

"Keep up, keep up!" The blood of the root red part came up, and although one was killed around Qingba, it still came forward one after another, and then was killed one by one.

Everyone knows that they are uncles, no, they should be called the patriarch's personal entourage. If they are, the right flank of their own troops will not become a flaw.

"Seventeen, are you okay?" Eighteen gasped.

"Haha, eighteen, just look at how my brother killed these dogs." Seventeen was still laughing, but the middle air in the laughter was obviously insufficient, and the voices behind it had been drowned out.

In normal times, if the other party doesn't call him brother, he will definitely have to grind for a long time before he is willing to give up, and there is obviously not so much effort at the moment.

"Seventeen eighteen?" Qingba was startled and looked around.

My God, what kind of monster did you provoke, even the entourage around me was lined up to such a big number.

Don't talk about others, it's Qingba himself, as the young master of the Yan Division, there are only ten or eight of the usual guards.

In Lao Nayan's view, his son must go through continuous training in order to inherit his family business step by step.

"Daddy, what are we going to do?" Ever since Nayan joined the war, he has been in chaos.

"My son, there's no hurry." Although Qu Du is comforting his son, isn't he comforting himself?

"The battle between their three parties has entered the final stage. Don't look at us and don't pay attention to us, but if you want to go up, it will inevitably lead to a counterattack from any or even several parties. ”

Even if he didn't know the proverb that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, he still acts according to this rule.

Zhao Sixteen was very anxious, and he had to end the battle on his side as soon as possible, otherwise, maybe Qudubu, who had always been indifferent, would also pick up soft persimmons and pinch them.

"Brothers, ahead are your families!" He mustered up the last bit of strength and roared, "Kill these dog thieves." ”

The warriors of the entire root and red tribes were in close combat with their respective opponents, and this was the last moment of the decisive victory.

Ji Ji didn't think that even beating the drum was so tiring, it seemed to be more tiring than fighting with his own weapon first.

The night wind gradually blew stronger, but the beads of sweat on his forehead became denser and denser, and his arms were a little sore.

"Knock knock!" The drumsticks in his hands did not stop for a moment, constantly beating on the hearts of Genchi people.

Most of them were exhausted, and if there were no enemies now, they might have fallen asleep on the cold schoolyard.

"Father, what shall we do?" Osteomachi was very anxious.

Except for the few guards around him, all the people that the Ukhbe could send forward.

"What else can I do?" Uhe scolded in a low voice: "Pick up your knife, haven't you seen that the pomegranate is not good?" ”

Is it? Gu Song was overjoyed, looking through the crowd, looking far away.

Sixteen's arms slowly raised, colliding with the enemy weapons on the other side, and both he and the silver gray horse took a step back.

Those 10,000 commanders and 1,000 commanders of the Uhe tribe have long since become dead souls under the sword.

The Ukh people in front of him are not very strong, and they are estimated to be ordinary centurions.

Don't talk about the peak, even when you kill more than 20 people in a row, and then fight him, it only takes one or two moves to solve it.

Gu Song beat the horse, little by little, he still wanted to take a closer look to see if it was as his father said.

Sixteen raised his gun again, and he did not hit his horse, but stabbed the enemy steadily.

The man was poked in the ribs and would not die for a while, grinning in pain and screaming.

"Just go for it!" Gu Song personally hacked him to death with a knife, and did not urge the horse, but let the horse go forward.

He showed a cruel smile on his face: "Pomegranate, let me put an end to you, the number one warrior of the Great Liao River!" ”

The knife did not emit a single ray of light in the dusk, but it made a deadly threat, slashing at Sixteen.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )