Shi Deguang screamed and covered his face, blood flowed down his fingers, and the war horse jumped and neighed, throwing him down.

Pei Qing's horse was injured by the explosion, and he was also shocked, running and jumping around. He only felt a sharp pain in his leg, but he didn't care about it, so he just controlled the horse hard.

In the small clearing in front of the mountain gate, people shouted and neighed, confused by the sudden attack.

Two explosions rang out one after the other, adding to the confusion.

Meng Jiucheng grabbed the big gun, shouted and shouted to boost his courage, and rushed out with four of his subordinates. After running a few steps, Qiao E, who often ran and hunted in the mountains and forests, had already overtaken him, pounced on him with a mace, and smashed down the rebels who were shouting and reining on the horses with a single blow.

A figure crossed Meng Jiucheng again, shook the spear, and stabbed obliquely into the belly of a chaotic soldier who was injured and fell to the ground, the red tassels flashed, and the blood was pulled out again.

The blood splattered and stood out in the white snow. Meng Jiucheng saw that Mu Yi had also killed someone, but the fear in his heart disappeared, and he only felt that a hot breath rushed to the top of his head, and he also wanted to find a way to vent.

"Kill!" Meng Jiucheng came out of the hole with a fierce snake, his hand was almost at the end of the barrel of the gun, and he launched the longest range of attacks.

The rebels used their knives to block, but they felt that the power of the spear was heavy, and they did not move. In a daze, the tip of the gun had pierced into his chest, and a cold feeling spread in the sharp pain.

"Fuck off." Meng Jiucheng scolded loudly and drew a gun, and this loud scolding suppressed the discomfort of killing people for the first time.

After a while, the original battle situation of 11 to 5 has become 2 to 5.

Although the gunpowder canister exploded quite loudly, the power of the fragments was not as good as that of iron, and it did not kill directly, but only injured seven or eight people. But the most important thing is to startle the war horses, create chaos, blow up the rebels, and in a hurry, they can't organize effective resistance.

And Meng Jiucheng's side was taken by surprise and attacked fiercely, Mu Yi and Qiao E each killed twice in a row, and the rest of them also set records. Even the big clown stabbed a wounded soldier to death, and replaced the wooden gun in his hand with the standard spear of the army.

Two other rebels rode and jumped wildly, and ran down the mountain road. It was impossible to run too fast down the mountain, and there was snow cover, and the two startled horses slipped one after another, and threw the two rebels into the ditch.

"Drive!" Pei Qing is worthy of being an officer for many years, and his riding skills are so good that he actually controlled his mount, raised his mace, and rushed over on his horse.

The big ugly newborn calf, who didn't know the depth, actually raised the spear in his hand, did not dodge or dodge, and met it.

"Humph!" Pei Qing gritted his teeth fiercely, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and sped up his speed.

The ancient cavalry was like a tank in later generations, people borrowed horsepower, horses helped manpower, not to mention the stabbing of weapons, and if they were hit by a galloping horse, they would break their bones and tendons.

"I'll fight!" After a loud shout, Pei Qing looked at the six roads, and saw a weapon attacking him, and hurriedly parried with the barrel of a gun.

With a bang, Meng Jiucheng was eager to save his friends, and directly used the gun as a stick, picked it up and smashed it, the weapons intersected, and made a loud noise, Pei Qing only felt that his strength was surprisingly great, and half of his arms were numb.

Barely controlling the horse diagonally, Pei Qing staggered the big ugly in front of him, ran to the mountain gate to rein in the horse, took a deep breath, and adjusted.

"Ahh With a scream, Mu Yi and his daughter cooperated with two guns, blocking and stabbing one by one, and took care of the last chaotic soldier.

The wind was blowing gently, and the snowflakes had already thinned out and were about to stop. The snow on the ground was more than an inch thick, and when stepped on it, it made a "crunching" sound.

In the sound of "crunching", Meng Jiucheng threw down the smashed gun, picked up a spear, and led everyone to slowly surround him, blocking Pei Qing at the mountain gate.

With the glow of snow, Pei Qing looked around at the enemy. They were all dressed in disarray, and they were all ordinary people, two of them looked like teenagers, and two of them looked like women.

What the* is going on? Pei Qing never dreamed that this would happen, and he still can't believe that what happened is the truth.

Squinting his eyes, Pei Qing turned over and dismounted, a mace, and shouted in a deep voice: "Rats, who dares to fight with a certain one." Duh, let's do it together! ”

"It's this kind of virtue! What kind of hero? Killing innocent and unarmed people is like animals. Let's all go together and kill this bastard. The mace belongs to Mrs. Qiao, and your copycat is thrown away. Meng Jiucheng sneered or stared at Pei Qing coldly.

The time was very short, and Meng Jiucheng quickly understood Pei Qing's cunning thoughts. The open space is too small, the horse can't gallop, and it is surrounded by everyone, and the upper part has to take care of the people, and the lower part has to take care of the horse, which is not as convenient as the foot battle. I already knew that it was difficult to defeat everyone, but I still pretended to be a tough hero, and I provoked everyone to fight alone, maybe there was a chance to escape!

Hearing Meng Jiucheng's words, Pei Qing's face changed slightly, staring at this tall baby face, so smart and wise, and at such an age, it was really not simple.

Qiao E stared at the mace in Pei Qing's hand, this guy looked so domineering, much stronger than his own copycat. Well? What is a knockoff?

"Up!" Meng Jiucheng raised the spear in his hand and stepped forward slowly, and everyone raised their blades together and slowly pressed forward.

Pei Qing gritted his teeth, but his heart sank. But the trapped beast is still fighting, and now, he can only catch a cushion before he dies.

Whew, the evil wind in the back of the head is not good. Pei Qing hurriedly dodged, and half a brick was thrown out of the mountain gate by Sanming, almost hitting him in the head.

One piece missed, Sanming was not angry in his heart, and smashed it one after another. Everyone has killed the enemy and made contributions, but they have done nothing, only playing lip service.

Pei Qing's heart was on fire, he shouted angrily, and threw himself forward, wanting to avoid the unfavorable place of the enemy on his belly and back.

Meng Jiucheng parried head-on, anyway, his strength was stronger than that of his opponent, and there were teammates next to him, so he was already determined in his heart.

Qiao E picked up the copycat and smashed it, and Mu Yi's father and daughter also stabbed it out with guns.

With a bang, Pei Qing parried and resisted, and the weapon collided violently with Qiao E. This moment was even more powerful than Meng Jiucheng's smash, Pei Qinghu's mouth burst out, his arms were weak, and he was wearing armor and moving slowly, and he could no longer avoid the attack of other weapons.

Poof, poof, poof, the guns of Meng Jiucheng and Mu's father and daughter stabbed into Pei Qing's body one after another, and blood spurted out of Pei Qing's mouth.

The tips of the three guns were jerked, and the wound splattered with brilliant blood, Pei Qing's eyes were wide open, and he didn't even say half a word before he died, and he fell into the snow with a bang.

General, dressed like five or six, looks very majestic, just like that.

Meng Jiucheng exhaled a thick white mist from his mouth, and looked at the few people next to him, with complicated expressions.

Qiao E took a few steps forward, picked up Pei Qing's mace, laughed, and ran to pull Pei Qing's war horse.

"Won." Mu Yi laughed, the bandaged wound was already bleeding, but he didn't care. == A free reading mobile phone software launched by this site. Provide you with a wealth of resources to support online reading! In order to save mobile phone data. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account shengangll (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to download the free reader!

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