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Thinking that he was fighting alone just now, Sixteen was very emotional, it was the same battle, and the feeling of carrying a group of people was very different.

In just a few moments, the silver-gray horse had already entered the appearance of almost two horses.

The sound of falling to the ground one after another, there are Chi people, more are Uhe people, and many of them have not yet lost their breath, whether it is a hostile lineup or their own lineup, everyone stepped forward to make up for it and reduce the pain.

Seeing this scene, Sixteen was a little frightened, fighting in the Central Plains was not like this.

It should be said that the battle of the Zhao family army is not like this, in the words of the third prince: no one can be missing.

Thirteen died in Peng Lize, and the big guy found an open space and burned it to ashes, brought it all back to Zhending, and put it in the ancestral hall.

Thinking of that Zhao Yong's spirit card, his heart couldn't help but tingle a little, he shook his head and threw it away, the gun in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and ended another enemy, and the two people around him didn't stop at all.

The two teams of eight brothers next to them were extremely excited to kill the Xianbei people for the first time, so that the pomegranate didn't dare to stay at all, for fear that they would go deep into the encirclement, and one shot after another, the three of them became an awl.

"Brothers, join me in and out!" Pomegranate had to say hello.

"Okay! Sixteenth brother, it's really fun to kill these Xianbei dogs! The eight brothers next to him laughed loudly.

At first, he fought alone, always worried that someone would surround him behind him, and he was always vigilant.

It's different now, around and behind you, there are Genchi people who follow you, and you don't have to think about anything else at all, just lead everyone to keep moving forward and kill one enemy after another.

War is the most tempering place.

The young people of the roots. Basically, it's the first time I've seen blood.

A soldier is the courage of a general, and the soul of a soldier.

The bravery of the leader, and the ten fierce men who came out of nowhere to open the way in front, one by one, are not afraid of death.

When they first shot out, they trembled, scared, and excited.

Seeing the enemy fall, he calmed down instantly, and the purpose of the battle was to kill people, kill the enemy and save himself.

There are also some who are timid by nature. They weren't supposed to be in the front row, but they were in the queue.

They were afraid, they hesitated, and the weapons of the enemy came upon them, and they died in fear.

Jiji looked at the young man who was constantly rushing forward, and he was at a loss, what the hell was going on?

The two-day school competition let him know that this young man of unknown origin is strong in martial arts. The most rare thing is that the two of them are in love, it is a match made in heaven, and it is really a blessing for the roots.

If this trend continues, it will not be difficult for the tribes to surpass the Nayan and Qudu tribes in the future. Even being on a par with the Ukhbe is not much of a problem, and it can be replaced at the first opportunity.

Who knew that suddenly the elbow and armpit turned into an elbow, and the hateful Wuhe tribe actually left a biggest hidden danger in his tribe, and the old patriarch died on it.

When it is. He thought that he would go to the valley and take a group of young people away to save his strength for the root red.

The twenty-seven drums of Konaji let a group of young people with strong blood know that the annihilation of the clan was imminent. Surely they will not follow him, even if they fight to the last man, they will fight.

The situation turned out to be surprisingly good, and the Uhe tribe did not kill Pomegranate on the school grounds, let alone hurt Naji.

Ten young people came out, and they didn't have a lot of experience in fighting at the foundation, but they still had the eyes to see people.

In his feeling, these ten people must be subordinates of the new leader, and their skills are not even comparable to the so-called first warriors of their own clan, but how many years has the root chibe not had this title?

Sixteen asked him to return to the team, and the foundation stood there dumbfounded, at a loss.

I am the number two man in the tribe, you know? Did you make a mistake that you asked me to fight with you?

However, no one cared about his feelings, and the moment Sixteen raised his gun, his heart was filled with endless sorrow, and he was involuntarily carried forward.

Fortunately, the martial arts he practiced when he was young are still there, even if he hasn't touched a weapon for many years, he has a lot of experience.

In a trance, someone from the Uhe tribe stabbed him with a weapon, and he was able to dodge it for a while, and then slashed the knife in his hand hard, and saw the man fall.

He didn't know that there was a sentence in the history of the Han people: Can Lian Po still be able to eat? If you knew, you would definitely smile heartily, and the old man could still go into battle to kill the enemy.

The Hu people on the grassland do not have a long lifespan, seventy years old is a birthday star in the Central Plains, and here, sixty years old is a high lifespan.

He's just over forty years old, and he's already an old man here.

What's the situation? Before he could react, the team continued to move forward.

When the foundation adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield, he found that before he knew it, the people of the Uhe tribe had lost about 1,000 or so.

"Daddy!" Qingba couldn't help it: "Let's go, let's go up from behind!" ”

Nayan shook his head: "Son, although the Uhe Department is currently at a disadvantage, it can still fight. ”

After another cup of tea, the root chibu advanced step by step, and the fear in the eyes of many people in the Uhe tribe could be seen in the distance.

The wind is blowing, and the sun in the sky is about to reach the root of the mountain unconsciously, and it passes so fast, and today is about to pass.

But whether they participated in the battle or watched the battle, they forgot to eat, forgot to drink water, and were engrossed.

Sixteen was tired, and he had been fighting since the morning, and in the middle he had drunk some water and eaten some dried meat.

His first gun had long been unable to draw when he was killing an Uh, so he simply snatched another enemy's weapon.

This gun is not as heavy as the one at first, and the martial arts of the person who should make the gun are not as good as the other person's.

Maybe the weight of the gun doesn't mean anything, but the quality is not the same, and it's much lighter in your hand.

However, at the moment, he is a little tired, just right.

The brothers beside him, there was a wheezing sound, and they were also tired.

"Not good, Patriarch!" There is an old man in the family who is like a treasure, and the foundation rushed over at a critical moment: "That Yanbu is attacking our flank!" ”

"Uncle Jiji, go to Naji and beat the drum!" Sixteen made a decision in an instant: "Seventeen and eighteen, you two teams go over and give me the Yanbu to resist to the death!" ”

"Yes, Brother Sixteen, take care!" The two didn't have time to say more, and shouted: "Don't panic, brothers of Genchibe, we're here!" ”

"Brothers, kill these Ukh wolves!" Sixteen did not show weakness, and also shouted in a deep voice.

Naji was the most painful when she joined the battlefield in Nayanbu, and if memory serves, Qingba was the first to propose.

At that time, she still liked to play with this little prince of Nayanbu, because the people of the tribe did not play with her because of their status.

I don't know why, my father didn't agree, and then the father and son never came again until they came to the competition to recruit relatives.

The boy who used to be shy has become an adult. He viciously took the lead and rushed at his own people.

Seventeen and eighteen came, she didn't know it, and the two of them swept into Nayanbu, stopping the decline in less than a moment.

Uncle Jiji has already picked up the drumstick and beat the war drum with a bang.

[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.) )

PS: I can't write anymore, I'm so tired. I didn't save the manuscript, and I felt that the protagonist hadn't appeared yet.