In the midst of this lightning and fire, Baihu roared wildly, got up, avoided the blade of the saber by a fraction of a second, and then backhanded his right hand against the messenger's right fist. This was the only way to get out of the front and back attacks, and that was to stand between the messenger and the deputy of the capital.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound. The roaring bonfire near the three of them, the flames that were several feet high, were almost extinguished instantly!

The affected Du Bao was like being hit head-on by a galloping horse, and flew backwards for a distance of three or four meters before slamming into the snow with a bang, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Hyakno's right hand shone brightly at this time, and it seemed to be on par with the messenger's right fist.

This hard-hitting punch is a right fist, and it is two martial arts stars!

The envoy and the hundred households each took a step back and looked each other up and down.

Just when everyone on the dam was stunned, the messenger took the lead and asked Baihu, "Why are you blocking me?"

Baihu rolled his big tongue and asked: "Who the hell, is blocking you?" I didn't really want to kill him!"

"It's you who block me from solving that and everything is safe!" The messenger directly buckled his hat, and threw two punches in succession, one punch was stronger than the other!

At this time, Baihu finally came to his senses a little, and while fighting back with fist to fist, he shouted angrily: "Stop him!

Not to mention the barbarians, those pro-soldiers were a little hesitant. After all, the envoy made it clear that he was going to see Daru Huachi later, and such a big man might not necessarily attack Baihu, but it was still very simple to get two pro-soldiers and barbarians. Moreover, just now, everyone did vaguely seem to see the hundred households "taking the initiative" to stand between the envoy and the deputy of the capital. Besides, the struggle between these two star monarchs has obviously been really hot, and ordinary people participating in it are basically looking for death!

At this moment, there were a few sharp whistles, followed by a burst of people shouting and neighing from the two directions of the village's horse-tied horses, and soon we saw those "fiery" Northland horses running under the dam with great momentum; of the two hundred northland horses that met from the two directions, a small half of the horses were actually on fire on their backs and rushed to the front! Many of them even dragged the horse-leashed horses and galloped wildly! Only two or three barbarians were bold, and they jumped from the dam and got on the back of one of the horses, and desperately pulled the reins or mane backwards in an attempt to control the horses under the crotch, only to be thrown off the horse by a few tramplings of the manic northland horses, and the two or three barbarians were trampled into meatloaf by the galloping horses behind.

The horses of the Northland were galloping by, and the smell of burnt fire still lingered in the air.

As a result, the pro-soldiers and barbarians who were in a dilemma gave priority to solving the emergency incident of the "bombing camp" of the Northland horses, and some of the barbarians took out their weapons to suppress the panicked thousands of villagers, and many barbarians grabbed the lasso on the saddle and jumped directly off the dam and chased the direction of the Northland horses; as long as these Northland horses ran to the open ground outside the village, they could basically calm down, and then they could be brought back again. As for those who are on fire, there is nothing they can do but leave them to fend for themselves.

On the dam, only the two pro-soldiers were left standing far away, ready to clean up the mess for the two martial stars.

The messenger and Baihu smashed each other two times one after another, and the right fist was shining, and he shouted angrily: "You take my punch again and try it?!"

The hundred households were also aroused to be ferocious, and knew that they could only rely on themselves at the moment, so they roared angrily, met them, and smashed their right fists.

Poof!

The two Wuqu Xingjun seemed to be indomitable punches, and they did not cause the momentum of the previous punches. Baihu suddenly flew back upside down at a distance of nearly one meter from the envoy, even faster than the speed of the forward rush! When Baihu was still in the air, the chest cavity had already been significantly sunken into a large piece, and the cuirass was directly embedded in it, and it was estimated that it had been attached to the back!

Baihu landed on the same stone mill as he was sitting before, and it rebounded and smashed into the snow, directly spurting out a large mouthful of blood, lying there and muttering: "A bunch of ...... Idiot ......"

When the two pro-soldiers saw that the hundred households were obviously too dead to die, they frantically pounced, and did not seek to hurt the enemy, but only to seek the same fate! The relationship between the pro-soldiers and the main general was one of glory and loss, and it was a real life and death together.

It's just that the gap between the two sides' mastery of strength is too big, and the two straight punches of the envoy beat the two pro-soldiers like a kite with a broken string and fell off the dam!

The twenty or thirty barbarians who were still crushing the villagers on the dam were once again faced with a dilemma. The people of Longxi County are fierce and strong, and there are thousands of villagers who have eliminated the old and weak, and there are three or four hundred young and strong people. Even if those villagers were tied with hemp rope, their feet could still move, and a dozen or so villagers were strung together, and they didn't need any orders, and they just crashed into those barbarians! Even if those barbarians slashed and stabbed one or two villagers to death, they could not escape being trampled to death by a dozen or so feet in the end.

The few barbarians who saw clearly and understood the situation did not say hello, and directly attacked the barbarians next to them, and only threw the knife aside after stabbing the barbarians to death, and shouted in the lingua franca of the Starfall Continent: "I am a slave soldier!"

Although these "minorities" were still surrounded by the villagers and beaten half to death, they managed to save their lives. The rest of the villagers who couldn't actually intervene were busy saving the dead and helping the wounded, especially the old and weak who were first helped into those intact houses for treatment.

At this point, the envoy showed the bronze medal of the tiger head of the "West Wind Star Palace" to the villagers who came to verify their identity, and several militia guards recognized the origin of the envoy, and the two sides did not have time to make noise, and continued to be busy with their own important matters.

The messenger took a saber from his hand, slashed it three or four times before he got off the heads of the hundred households, stood on the stone mill, held the head in his hand, and shouted: "The enemy chief has been given the head!

The head with a hideous expression, the plasma on it was ticking on the grinding plate, and the voice was small but clear.

The villagers who were beating up the renegade barbarians stopped one after another, raised their hands with sticks, stones, boots, and other miscellaneous objects, and raised their arms in response: "Wind, wind, wind!"

The villagers, who were busy with other things, also stopped and shouted, "Gale, Gale, Gale!"

Even in the direction of the ruins in the village, the direction of the cedar forest, and the direction of the entrance of the village, the same echo was heard. Rows and rows of long bamboo spears forced the barbarians who had been chasing out to find the Northlands. Many of the long bamboo spears had blood stains on their iron heads.

"Lord Xingjun, how can these barbarians be externalized?" A Bao Ding reported to his family, and it turned out to be the chief of the chief under Du Baozheng and Du Bao's deputy. A certain "Lord Xingjun" has actually become the only suitable person to command these militia guards, not to mention that the hundred households that Xingjun killed alone have established the victory and already have considerable prestige.