Listening to Ni's words, Chen Ying couldn't help but laugh.

It's a good thing to have morale, and the Ni family can cheer up, at least it can play a role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

Sure enough, after saying those words, Ni picked up his spirits and began to assign things.

Guo Wan and Li are both sick and weak, and they are powerless and can't help much, but fortunately, there is a Han Yaoyi, and a few capable stewards to help, and it doesn't take long for the servants to be organized, everyone is empty-handed, scissors, burning sticks, spatulas and even stones have become weapons, and even Li Xi is holding a tong and standing beside Ni Shi.

When Chen Ying returned to the intersection, the fire of the second line of defense had been extinguished, the whitened mountain wall emitted heat, and the corpses on the ground had turned into charcoal, each of which maintained a fist posture.

This is the kind of death that only people who die in a fire can have.

Chen Ying sighed deeply

This time the fire was far less than the first time, and the damage value to the enemy was far inferior to the former, if it weren't for the three urns of oil directly poured on the body and burned several people, this fire would have burned in vain.

"Cousin, there's not much movement ahead." Li Gong walked over.

His robe was tied around his waist, he held a long wooden stick in his hand, his hair was only bunched in a bun, and his face was black and yellow.

Chen Ying glanced at it, and there was no discoloration on his face, he only nodded in response, "Got it", and turned his eyes, but saw that the cauldron was placed on the side of the road, and it was soaked in weapons and a few wooden branches.

This kind of wooden branch was made by Chen Ying's people on the spot, and the top was cut so sharp that it could barely be used as a horse rejection gun.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Big cousin, why are you ......?"

Before the words fell, the sound of rumbling hooves sounded in front of him.

Chen Ying and Li Gong were at the same time.

"Uncle, uncle, they're coming!" A servant woman flew over to give a report, her voice still calm, but the wooden branch in her hand was trembling.

After Li Gong hurriedly ran back to the carriage, he struggled to lift the wooden branch and made preparations to meet the enemy.

The man in black came like a dark cloud, like thunder and hooves hitting the ground, like thousands of horses. Li Gong's face turned pale, his throat was dry, his palms were hot, his two arms weighed more than a thousand catties, and his heartbeat was so loud that he could barely hear any other sounds.

I might die.

As he thought so, the sweat in his palms grew.

These people are about to rush over, they have horses, a lot of horses!

They also have knives and swords!

Can we stop it?

Messy thoughts rushed to his mind, Li Gong didn't know what he was thinking at all, and the severe headache made him a little confused. He tried to keep his eyes open, trying to see what was ahead, but the slightest movement had exhausted the last of his strength, and his legs were as weak as noodles, and he could no longer support his body.

He had to grit his teeth desperately, fighting the thought of turning and running away with everything he could, without even tasting the blood flowing into his mouth.

The early morning light was shining into his eyes from behind the group of black-clothed men in front of him, stabbing his eyes into a blur, but strangely, he seemed to be able to feel the other party's eyes.

A ferocious, boundless gaze of murderous intent was firmly locked on him, and the blade that glistened with cold light seemed to be screaming to wash away its desire with blood and stumps.

Li Gong swallowed a few mouthfuls hard, but his throat was still dry, and the air in his mouth seemed to be jagged, cutting what little courage he had left.

Suddenly, one hand pressed the wooden branch, the white fingers were slender and long, but the strength was amazingly great, and the wooden branch he held high was pressed straight to the flat end.

"Big cousin, it would be better to put it down." The clean voice was as calm as if he was talking, as if those murderous men in black did not exist at all, paused for a while, and said, "Those bandits, leave them to me." ”

Li Gong turned his stiff neck, turned his head in an extremely strange posture, and looked at Chen Ying beside him, the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the placket, but he didn't realize it.

What caught his eye was a familiar smile, a smile that was both strange and quiet.

At this moment, on that strange smile face, a pair of clean eyes were looking at him, a cold spring-like gaze, clear and clean.

Just like he'd seen countless times before.

Li Gong's body was tense to the point of numbness, and suddenly he became conscious.

Little by little, the strength was returning to his body, and he even felt that the wooden branches had become lighter, no longer as heavy as lead like Fang Cai.

It's weird.

He thought.

This face is clearly not beautiful, and his attention to her has never been related to her appearance. He just wanted one more powerful helper, and her presence seemed to give him that hope.

Of course, he doesn't think like that anymore, after all, he wants someone who can help him, not cause him trouble.

However, at this moment, this ordinary face and that strange smile seemed to have given birth to a kind of magic, and Li Gong could clearly feel that his beating heart was gradually calming down, and his scattered sanity was quickly returning.

Seeing that Li Gong's eyes finally regained focus, Chen Ying put his mind at ease and habitually twisted the corners of his mouth at him: "Don't worry, I'll come first, you guys back off." ”

Li Gong subconsciously obeyed her order, and stepped back as she said, Chen Ying raised his hand and took off the longbow on his back, took a few steps forward, jumped lightly in the carriage, and stood on the roof of the car.

The first line of sky is still so narrow, even if you stand high, your vision is still greatly limited.

She took a deep breath, drew a feathered arrow from her quiver, and placed it on the bowstring.

The dark cluster of arrows, with the faint light of the early morning, pointed slightly obliquely forward.

"Watch out for his arrows!"

There was a loud shout from the man in black, which was from Zhao Biao.

His horse was slightly behind, however, that didn't prevent him from seeing Chen Ying at a glance.

"Be careful!"

Zhao Biao issued a warning for the second time, and at the same time cursed in his heart.

The position chosen by the archer was very favorable, and you can imagine the trouble they were about to encounter.

Grass his grandma's!

Zhao Biao scolded again.

There is only one person!

He thought, almost in exasperation, and the hand holding the knife shook spasmally.

There wasn't even a decent battle, just with this one archer, plus the woman with the whip who was now injured or even dead, plus the previous Ma Laosan, just these three people dragged them all night and made them pay the price of more than ten lives.

It's a!

Zhao Biao leaned down, his cold eyes were blazing, and his face under the cloth towel was a little distorted.

It's getting closer.

They were already within range of each other's bows, and the archer seemed to be waiting.