"Poof!"

In the heavy snow, there was a sudden discordant sound.

Feng Fuji and the others were all fighting frantically, and the rest of Autumn Fall was floating in the air and confronting Mosu.

Feeling a hint of an unusual sound, Qiuluo's ears pricked up, but he didn't dare to be distracted to look.

He knew Inkbeard, and he had fought with Inkbeard before.

"Qiuluo, Suang's righteous son, but if I'm not mistaken, you used to be a killer and you attacked me. ”

Mobeard's voice was cold and imposing.

But his face twitched, and he was about to pull out the wind wheel, if it weren't for Qiuluo always guarding him, he would still want to turn around and run.

The reason is simple, take a look, look at the situation below!

600 against 200 people, an average of three against one, but in fact, they were chased and beaten.

Are that 200 men? Are that 200 soldiers?

He found that Su Ang's command was too terrifying, and the weakest ones had the strength of any rank, and they could have fought three of them against the ordinary soldiers he brought.

Plus weapons and armor......

Weapons and armor!

Yes, that's right, there are a lot of people on his side, even if Su Ang's side is strong, he can stab a few times on the ground, but his own war knife is slashed on the opponent's body, and the armor of the other party flashes with golden light, leaving a mark and it will be over.

What about your own side?

The opponent's soldier's sword also has a golden mang, and it is a human life to cut it down!

[That ranger, as well as Feng Fuji and Su Ang's righteous son Bai Lige, all have the strength of a top hundred generals, by the way, and that guy who is so tall and terrifying that he seems to be called Luo Sheng? Luo Sheng is also considered to be strong among the hundred generals, and each of the other party's twenty chiefs has the strength of the tun chief level!]

Mo Xu calculated the combat strength of the two sides, and if he calculated it, Su Ang's subordinates could be as different from the soldiers of Zhou Kun and others combined.

Coupled with the gap in the quality of weapons and armor, at most half an hour, the soldiers he brought will be defeated.

A full 600 soldiers, in the next battle, will take up to one-third of the opponent's life......

[No, I have to run away!] Mosu turned the thought around.

But after thinking about it, if he escaped, Qiuluo would be able to free up his hands to help.

Qiuluo's strength is not weak, once he goes down to help, not many people will die under Su Ang's command, and he still has no qualifications to compete with Su Jiazi.

It's better to stay, so that all the subordinates of Zhou Kun and others will die, and Su Ang will also be greatly injured.

In this case, he still has a chance to become a hero.

"Kill!" Mowhisker suddenly yelled.

Qiuluo's expression was dazed, and he hurriedly protected the wing room under him.

Su Ang was sleeping in the wing room below, and if Mo Xu was allowed to enter the wing room, only Ji Ran would be left to protect Su Ang.

Ji Ran is a talented man in Wenjie, and he is by no means Mosu's opponent!

But against Mobeard, he didn't have much certainty.

"Come to war!" Qiuluo drew a slender war knife.

At the same time, the cuffs of Qiuluo also appeared with a cold light of a short blade.

This is his hole card for fighting, a slender knife in one hand, a wide and short blade in the other, the knife only attacks and does not defend, the short blade will only jam the opponent's blade, and will never participate in the defensive tricks.

This is the last thing he pressed to the bottom of the box as a killer.

Either kill the opponent, or jam the opponent's blade, and use the same move to die with the opponent!

"I've lived to this day, I've earned it!" Autumn Fall laughed grimly.

Qiuluo's eyes were calm and crazy, and he saw that Mosu was cold, and at this time, suddenly, someone laughed behind Mosu.

"What a Su family, a lot of veterans of a hundred battles!"

Xue An is manifesting himself in the heavy snow, he is a huge, crystalline snowflake, the ice and snow reflect the surrounding light, refracting the phantom of his human form.

I saw him holding a teapot in one hand and a teacup in the other.

The teacup had been crushed, and the tea that spewed out of the corners of his mouth had turned into pale green ice edges.

Su Jiazi, monster!

Su Jiazi is more willing to spend money than him!

Under the command of the Su family, one is more desperate than the other!

Xue An looked down and found that Su Ang's men were fighting bravely, and they had not died at this time, but there were already several seriously injured.

It's as if a soldier was hugged by several people, and he turned his long knife upside down and stabbed him together, that crazy energy, he had never seen before.

He stared at the golden mangs on Su Ang's body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

How much gold has to be refined, and how much money has to be spent.

Thinking of Su Ang's reputation for treating his comrades like brothers, his face was not good-looking.

[I gave up the quota to Su Jiazi, but if I stand by and let Su Jiazi's brothers die too much, it will not be a favor, but a grudge, and Su Jiazi will have to find me desperately. 】

Xue An felt that her whole person was not good.

"Qiuluo, go down and help, I'm here!" he rushed to Mosu and yelled a little aggrievedly: "Mosu, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu sent you to see Zhou Kun and them!"

"......" ink whiskers.

Do I surrender or not?

......

The snow was sprinkled and froze the blood, but it was stained scarlet with the color of the blood.

In the devastated courtyard, dozens of doctors rushed out, bandaged the wounds of their comrades, and when the casualties were counted, they all couldn't help laughing.

Eighty-nine people were seriously injured and sixty-three people were lightly injured.

However, not a single one died!

"It's good if you're not dead, it's good if you're not dead. ”

The doctors laughed wildly and treated the wounds of the wounded, and Ji Ran also came out, not counting how much loot they had gotten, but first finding a place for the wounded to rest.

The remaining captives could only cry in the snow and cry for their fathers and mothers.

High in the sky, the autumn fall slowly fell, Xue An was pulling an arm, and together with the ink whiskers who also twisted one of her arms, they looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

"Du, why do you want to help Su Jiazi?" Mosu asked with a sad face.

"Just thank him for not killing. ”

Xue An was too lazy to say more to Mosu, if Mosu hadn't shouted out the words of renunciation and broke one of his arms, Mosu would have died in his hands.

He looked down on Mobeard, not only because Mobeard's strength was weaker than him, but also because of Mobeard as a person.

He looked down on the man of the Murmur.

didn't bother to say a word, Xue An turned around and left.

Seeing Xue An disappearing into the heavy snow, Mosu's face was particularly complicated.

Looking back, it seems that the corpses of Zhou Kun and others can still be seen.

"One will be a success, but why, that one will not be me?" he muttered in a low voice.

Mosu came from a humble background, robbed everywhere, killed everywhere, and finally became a hero in a county.

He thought that he could continue to walk, he could become a hero, and thus become a hot big man in the Yao Kingdom, but now, what is he?

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