Bloody Battle Yujiawan 4

The man in red said that. The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer. He quietly waved his hand around. The sound of "sighing and instigating" suddenly sounded around. Countless mountain dog armies have quietly touched the enemy troops on the mountain.

The Mountain Dog Army was originally a strong force in the Jiyu Forest. Climbing mountains and wading through water is like walking on flat ground. The mountains of Yujiawan are steep. But for them to say. Nature is a piece of cake. Although the screams under the mountain just now were endless. But those are ordinary soldiers. These mountain dogs have touched the noses of the Han people without saying a word.

"Who are you? Why should I believe you?"

Jian Feiyang saw the old general give him a thumbs up. I suddenly felt bold. Although I didn't stab these eight stage masters to death with a single shot just now. It's a bit of a pity. But it also emboldened him. I just think that the eight-dan master is nothing more than that. still suffered a big loss under Lao Tzu's gun. The other party could hear him shouting. I probably thought that the Han army really wanted to surrender. Slowly got up from the ground. Said slowly: "I won't change my name. Don't change your surname. The Agni War will last for a long time."

Hisachi slowly stood up from the ground. But there was a burst of surprise in my heart. Listen to the other person's tone. There is a vague meaning of loosening. If you can persuade you to surrender. Naturally, everyone was happy. Not to mention the ability to reduce casualties. These Han troops are obviously still elite soldiers. Wouldn't he have a strong fighting force. Then he knew that his thoughts were not settled. But I heard a sharp roar in the air. Jian Feiyang laughed and said, "Luo Li, it's verbose. Eat me with an arrow."

This arrow is like thunder. And Jian Feiyang only issued a warning after he released the arrow. Apparently a sneak attack. The two sides are now no more than a hundred steps apart. And he's condescending. If it's an ordinary person. I'm going to die.

Jian Feiyang was very proud at this time. He deliberately made a sound. Seduce each other out. I just want to find the right opportunity to give the other party an arrow. If these eight stage masters can really be killed by their own arrows. I don't know if I can really survive in death. Hold back this southern barbarian for a few days. By then, the mission has been accomplished. I asked the old general to run away again. It's definitely much easier.

I'm spinning my thoughts. That arrow has arrived. Kuchi just got up from the ground. The body doesn't seem to be standing still. The arrow has come to him. He moves extremely fast. Stretch out your right hand and flick it. Several red fireballs suddenly rushed out of the palms of his hands. Caught up with a long arrow flying at a rapid pace. I only heard a series of "poof" sounds. The arrow was blocked by a few fireballs. The trajectory has changed. It burned. Flew past Kuchi. With a long tail in tow. One head down the hill and planted it.

This will also work.

Jian Feiyang's mouth was wide open. After holding the arrow for a long time, he fell to the ground. Dodge and dodge. Not even a long arrow with his hand could surprise him so much. This method is really weird and inexplicable. The little bit of fighting spirit that he had just raised collapsed in an instant. I secretly said in my heart: "It's broken. The eight-dan master really can't be measured with common sense. Gotta figure it out. Convince the old general to retreat early."

It's been angry for a long time. He shouted, "Give it to me. Kill them all. Not a single one is left." This time, although it blocked the other party's sneak attack. But others were shocked into a cold sweat. This secret method of fire control was passed on to him by Feng Xiang's handkerchief Mori. Pammory is gifted and intelligent. After reversing out of the Cangsong Pavilion. Realize this attribute manipulation**.Jiuzhi as his eldest disciple. Almost the same age as Pamorly. This fire-controlling technique is not as good as that of Pamory. But it's much more sophisticated than Yululi, who has just reached the seventh stage. If it weren't for his quick response. It's really possible to capsize in the gutter.

Today on this hill. He's been near dead twice. Let this dignified eight-stage master not be angry.

With his shouts. Countless men in black came out of him. So he rushed up the hill. The Han army apparently did not expect that the enemy had touched the bottom. Suddenly there was a mess. Chen Jianfei said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone. Depending on the terrain. A group of five people formed a gun formation. Fight to the death." There seems to be a magical power to his words. These slightly flustered Han soldiers listened to orders. Gradually calmed down. Leaning against the rocks. He picked up the spear in his hand. Aimed at the enemy rushing up from below.

Jian Feiyang dodged behind several soldiers. Just got a long arrow out of the quiver. Three Nanban soldiers had already rushed up from the dark night with a shout. Each of these soldiers was dressed in black and trousers. Holding a long rope scythe. There is also a bamboo basket behind him. At first glance. It's really like a mountain farmer who goes out to collect medicine. But they're all agile like monkeys.

The trio just emerged from below. The five defending soldiers shouted "Kill" at the same time. Spear stabs. Four of them stared at the two mountain dog armies on the left and right. There is a tacit understanding to seal the left and right roads. And one of the soldiers in the middle pulled his spear into a flower. Shine on the last Nanbarian in the chest is a shot.

If it's an ordinary soldier . Meet this kind of raid. Must have panicked. But the three people who attacked were not afraid of danger. The man in the middle was short. The other party's shot has already grazed the scalp. The right hand is raised upwards. He had already grabbed the soldier's gun. Roll forward. The soldier was already approaching. The long rope scythe turns into the scythe of death. Cut straight into the soldier's belly.

The two mountain dog armies on the left and right are not as lucky as this man in the middle. One of them couldn't dodge. Picked off the cliff by two spears. Another dodged one of the shots. Got another shot in the crotch. He's also a ruthless man. Screamed. He didn't care about his injuries. He also swung his scythe and lunged forward. It's going to be desperate. But it was not long after it was shouted. A shot has been stabbed from the side. Right in his waist. His shouting suddenly turned into a scream.

It was the other two soldiers who had already withdrawn their spears. One of them turned his gun. Sealed the scythe of the mountain dog army in the middle. The other shot at the desperate Mountain Dog Army. Immediately stabbed the man in half.

I saw two teammates die one after another. The man in the middle was already red-eyed. Flick the sickle. Slit the throat of one of the Han soldiers. Man a vertical leap. Take advantage of the situation to get out of the gun. Hop on the hill. But he's just grown up. A dark shadow rises in the sky. A kick in the air. right in his chest. All he felt was a huge tightness in his chest. There was a muffled grunt. Falling down the hill.

It was Jian Feiyang who came out to clear the siege.

The soldier was struck in the shoulder with a scythe. His face was pale in pain. He looked up and said, "Thank you, Captain." If it weren't for Jian Feiyang's volley, he kicked that person away. Even if the southern barbarian is stabbed to death by random guns. But this soldier will definitely have his throat cut too.

Jian Feiyang opened her mouth. I was about to speak. At this time. A few more southern barbarians came from above to attack the top. The crowd had to beat their spirits. Assemble the guns again. Desperately resist.

The hill is now full of shouts of killing. And under the mountain. The Southern Barbarians are still pouring upwards. Now everyone is in a scuffle. Naturally, there is no need to worry about falling rocks. Rolling wood asked.

Jian Feiyang grabbed the longbow in his left hand. In his right hand he holds a spear. Strike around on the hills. But the Nanban has no scruples. It's like the whole army is going to take this hill even if it is destroyed. One fell. A crowd rushed up again. The torch light is constantly beating. It seems to have been dimmed by this murderous aura. Zhong Yu singled out a shot to knock over a southern barbarian who rushed up. Touched the blood on his face. Said loudly: "Brother Jane. Think of a solution. We can't stand it anymore."