In the past few days, Zhu Fanfan's team has been in Tugou Ridge.

Ambush battles, encounters fought more than a dozen.

Dance with the flames of war every day, accompanied by blood.

The ranks were severely attritional, and now there are less than thirty left.

Zhu He knew that some disabled people would definitely not be able to defeat the Jinshui warriors of the Gu Consortium.

The ammunition they had brought with them was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, they charged collectively and gave full play to the advantages of hand-to-hand combat.

You can't win, but you can kill more enemies.

When Zhu Fanfan was approaching, Zhu He spoke seriously.

"I'm going to see the old general, young general, please leave."

After that, Zhu He didn't look back, and led a group of remnants to kill him.

"Nope."

Zhu Fanfan roared.

Tempered in the jungle, timidity is born, and it can never be changed.

But people are righteous enough and impulsive, and they can't see their friends in death.

When Zhu Fanfan's mind is hot, his courage is not small.

Zhu Fanfan threw down Wang Xi and said quickly.

"You can find a way to escape by yourself, I will fight with our Zhu family."

Zhu Fanfan lifted the nine-toothed and eight-nail rake, and followed his subordinates to kill.

The Jinshui warriors of the Zhutang Alliance said that they were not convinced by Zhu Fanfan.

In fact, I have long recognized it in my heart.

Without him, the little fat man is definitely ruthless enough to fight, and his strength is not weak.

The nine-tooth and eight-nail rake rotates, which can easily break through the liquid metal.

Nine nails pierced into the enemy's body, immortal and crippled.

When Zhu Fanfan, who abandoned the timid, went to the battlefield, he immediately became a terrible character.

Pin down a dozen enemies with one person and not fall behind.

It's a pity that there is only one Zhu Fanfan, but the Gu Clan Consortium has nearly 100 Jinshui soldiers.

Several people fought one, and the Zhutang Alliance soon fell into disadvantage.

A gold-water warrior of the Zhutang Alliance with a broken arm.

Seeing the black knife slashing at his neck, there was no way to avoid it.

The goldwater warrior shook his heart and picked up his long knife and slashed at the opponent's neck.

The two of them separated from their heads at the same time, and both died.

Even the deputy general Zhu He was frequently in trouble when he was besieged.

New injuries continue to increase, and there is a black knife stuck in the abdomen that pierces the front and back.

Zhu He didn't seem to know the pain, so he just killed the enemy and didn't care about himself.

……

Wang Xi did not run away, picked up a sniper rifle and shot one after another.

Burst sniper rifle without having to change a bullet with one shot.

The firing speed is quite fast, and each shot can kill an enemy.

There were constantly hands, and thunder fell beside the king.

I couldn't dodge the bullets in my legs, so I simply resisted.

If you don't die, you will continue to shoot.

……

"Shoot me immediately, and if you don't shoot, it's useless to bring you here."

Victory was clearly in sight, but Gu Xiangfan was very angry.

yelled at Zhang Hao, if he had the strength, he wouldn't mind solving Zhang Hao with his own hands.

The physical energy of returning to the light is almost consumed.

After Gu Xiangfan roared, his momentum suddenly withered.

The whole person was so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

"Okay, I'll shoot right away."

Zhang Hao nodded lightly and seriously raised his sniper rifle.

However, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Gu Xiangfan.

"The top of the Gu Consortium, hehe, can die."

Zhang Hao suddenly became indifferent, and even a little hideous.

There was no need to aim at close range, and when the trigger was pulled, Gu Xiangfan's head exploded.

"Gu Xiangfan is dead, and the speed retreats." Zhang Hao roared.

When the Jinshui warriors of the Gu Clan Consortium heard this, they immediately panicked.

The neat formation also panicked at this moment.

Momentum determines victory or defeat on the battlefield.

Although the number is superior, it is still difficult to win without momentum.

This is the case with the current Gu Consortium.

The advantage was reversed in an instant, and he was chased and slashed by a group of desperate warriors.

After Zhang Hao shouted, he quickly looked for cover.

In this way, the two snipers targeted the killing, which accelerated the demise of the Jinshui Warriors of the Gu Clan.

It didn't take long for an encounter to end.

The Zhutang Alliance miraculously won.

The price paid is enormous.

Counting Zhu Fanfan and Zhu He, the Zhutang Alliance survived three people.

Zhu Fanfan is protected by five elements of liquid metal, and his body is fine.

The remaining two were not so lucky.

Zhu He seemed to be tortured with three stabs and six eyes.

The large and small holes on the body are gushing with blood.

The danger is at stake, and it's just a breath of force.

The remaining one Jinshui warrior of the Zhutang Alliance was not much better.

There were countless wounds on his body, the most fatal being a knife in the neck.

Although his neck was not broken, his head drooped.

"Zhu He, Zhu Lin, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhu Fanfan cried, and pulled the two of them to go to the ancient eight cities.

"Major General, don't waste your efforts, Zhu Lin and I can't survive." Zhu He told the facts.

"Don't blame the major general, in fact, you have been recognized by us."

"I'm afraid you're proud, so I haven't told you in person."

Zhu Fanfan's chicken pecked rice: "I know, I know, don't say it." ”

Zhu He insisted: "Don't say that there is no chance." ”

"Don't worry, the young general, when I see the old general, I will definitely help you say a few more kind words."

Zhu He turned to look at Zhang Hao.

Pondered for a moment: "I remembered, you are a student from the Ancient Nine Cities. ”

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, now I go head-to-head, I may not be able to beat you."

Zhang Hao kindly reminded: "Senior, you should rest more. ”

"Hahaha." Zhu He suddenly burst out laughing.

"Seeing you juniors grow up and die well, you can go down and report to the old general."

He was so badly injured that when he opened his mouth, the blood was mixed with minced flesh and spit out.

I'm afraid that even if Ji Qiu comes in person, he won't be able to heal Zhu He's injuries.

Zhu He asked solemnly: "You came out of a team, and all of them died." ”

"You're the only one who returns to the Ancient Eight Cities, won't Gu Yongning suspect you?"

Zhang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "There is no proof of death." ”

Zhu He sneered: "Does the Gu Consortium need evidence to do things?" ”

"Even if I don't kill you, you'll lose the chance to climb up."

"No matter how much you contribute to the Gu Consortium, if they doubt you, they will not give you better development."

Zhang Hao's face gradually sank, he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't refute it.

Zhu He suddenly said amazingly: "Take my head and go back to ask for credit, and other lies can be rounded." ”

"Nope."

Zhu Fanfan and Zhang Hao objected in unison.

Zhu He looked deeply at his young master, and Gujing had no waves.

"It's useless to keep the head of someone who is going to die."

"Wouldn't it be nice to contribute more to the Sin Alliance."

"Hahaha, as a member of the Sin Alliance, you are proud from birth, and it is worth it when you die."

With that, Zhu He raised the long knife and swung it towards his neck.

Blessed with liquid metal, the long blade is sharp and sharp, and the iron is like clay.

The long knife passed, and the head rolled off the body and fell to the ground.

The face was full of black blood, and there was a satisfied smile.

The deputy general who once led people to break through the ancient nine cities fell.

"I'm also a lieutenant."

Zhu Lin muttered, followed closely behind, and swung his knife to kill himself.

The two heads rolled together by coincidence, looking to the north.

The matter has come to this point, and Zhu Fanfan is powerless to stop it.

To leave traces of the battle, you can't bury the corpses.

Zhu Fanfan faced the corpses of all the heroes of the Sin League and bowed deeply.

Then he looked at Zhang Hao, a rare serious time.

"Go back to the ancient eight cities and live well."

"If you can, take care of those of your classmates."

"I followed the boss, and sooner or later, I will return to the ancient eight cities."