"It seems that you are still a little self-aware!" The Captain of the Blood Sun squad also stopped, he glared at Han Ming viciously, and sneered: "Reflexively to face the battle, your courage is commendable, but you have ruined Lao Tzu's business, and you are a soldier of the Xingyue Alliance, so you have to leave your life here for everything!"

Han Ming clenched on the hilt of the greedy wolf giant sword, if he couldn't quickly deal with the enemy who was following him, the other Blood Sun squad leaders would quickly catch up when they heard the sound, and even if he had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult to get rid of him.

But the third-order warmaster in front of him was a third-order warlord who surpassed his fourth-order, and he was a veteran with rich combat experience, and he might die without a place to bury if he took the slightest risk.

Fine sweat dripped Han Ming's forehead, he bent over, took a deep breath, and his uneasy and flustered state of mind calmed down strangely.

The more critical the moment, the more you have to calm down the uneasiness in your heart, Han Ming has always done this, he slowly bent down, and there was no trace of panic and fear in his dark eyes.

"Give me death!" "The Blood Sun Squad Leader snorted coldly, his crazy bloodthirsty eyes opened, and he grinned arrogantly, he was not afraid of the greedy wolf giant sword in Han Ming's hand, after all, the more high-level weapons the more powerful people can use the edge!

His whole body rushed towards Han Ming, and the vitality on his hands was shockingly cold and fierce.

Shout!

Han Ming's eyebrows pressed hard at this moment, and the greedy wolf giant sword in his hand slashed towards the waist of Captain Blood Sun.

"Hmph!" A hint of sarcasm flashed in Captain Blood's eyes, and in order to dispel Han Ming's idea of resistance, he simply increased the vitality in his hand, and directly slapped Han Ming's sword blade with his hand.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth lifted a slight smile, and the small light saber in the qi hall suddenly dimmed, and all his sword intent was withdrawn.

He shook the greedy wolf giant sword with his big hand, and the vitality traveled quickly from the sword body, and the blue sword qi suddenly shot out from the blade of the sword!

After cultivating the sword drawing style, Han Ming's perception of sword intent deepened a little more, this time the sword qi was several times stronger than when he dealt with Han Yue, and its sharpness was enough to force back an unsuspecting third-order warrior!

"Sword Qi!" Captain Blood Sun didn't expect Han Ming to use his sword qi, isn't it that this kind of thing is not something that everyone can master, ordinary sword masters need to practice for a full ten years to condense the sword qi used in the prototype of sword intent, how can he see it in the hands of such a young soldier?

The Captain of the Blood Sun Squad suppressed a trace of horror in his heart, took a step back with a bold step, and staggered the position of the sword qi with his palm, and slapped the body of the greedy wolf giant sword fiercely.

Han Ming not only took the opportunity to escape, but then took a step forward while Captain Blood Sun slapped the sword body away, and the aura of his body instantly condensed, his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, and then he took out his sword!

This is the first time he has used the sword drawing style against the enemy, it may be high pressure and high efficiency, this time the sword drawing style, he used the score extremely smooth, from condensing momentum to drawing the sword in just a breath!

I saw that the blade of the sword broke through the air and left a sharp edge, and in an instant, it was at the leg of the Blood Sun Squad Leader.

"Why is it so fast?" the Captain of the Blood Sun squad roared in shock in his heart, and after retracting his leg a little slower, he was slashed open by the greedy wolf giant sword, and the flesh turned out, and the red blood flowed out.

This is Han Ming's fighting style, once he masters the rhythm of battle, it will be an extremely terrifying thing, but he is not arrogant enough to think that he can kill a third-order battle master, and he doesn't look at the Blood Sun Squad Leader, he turns around and runs towards the bushes.

The Captain of the Blood Sun squad was indeed frightened by Han Ming's two swords, he glared at Han Ming's back viciously, but he didn't catch up, and then roared angrily: "You can't run away." ”

Han Ming was silent, although the sword drawing style was strong, it consumed a lot, and the sword just now did not fully exert the power of the sword drawing style, so it consumed seventy percent of the vitality in his qi hall.

Therefore, with a sword forcing back the enemy's third-order battle master, he could only turn around and run, but as he fled, he didn't notice that a sharp light crossed the heavy branches and leaves, chasing after him, and finally this arrow with a surging violent vitality only pierced into Han Ming's left shoulder.

Warrior Rank Marksman!

There was a concentrated pain in his left shoulder, and he used the invocation of the ancient word of Fatian to suppress the surging vitality on the arrow, Han Ming's heart was frightened, and his body rolled into the lush bushes, not daring to move again.

At this moment, there must be a Warrior Rank Archer with a range of more than two thousand meters on the Old Wolf Slope who is holding his bow and pulling the string, staring at him with an eagle-sharp gaze.

But if he doesn't move, the people chasing after him will definitely surround him, and if he runs, the marksman will inevitably snipe again.

This seems to be a mortal situation!

"What should I do, if I knew that it was so dangerous, I shouldn't have been able to take on the mission!" Han Ming closed his eyes and quickly thought about countermeasures, when he suddenly remembered a detail that the veteran had said on the Yuanjing train.

From aiming to prediction, from stringing to attacking the target, even the fastest archer needs these processes to snipe the target, and the shortest time is three seconds!

Han Ming suddenly opened a pair of dark and calm eyes, he turned over and stood up from the ground, and began to run.

The battle master-level marksman on the old wolf slope had a happy face, lifted the professional sniper bow, and his eyes locked on Han Ming's back from the scope, this time he would not miss again, and would definitely shoot the enemy's head.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Han Ming silently remembered it in his heart for a moment, and his body instantly dodged to the right, and then continued to run wildly.

Shout!

A sharp arrow swept in the direction he had just run.

"Damn, it's an experienced veteran!" the sharpshooter on the old wolf slope scolded angrily, judging from the rhythm of the enemy's running, he was definitely a veteran, at least he had been in the war for three years, so he could be familiar with this method of dealing with the sharpshooter's sniper.

He didn't waste any more time continuing to snipe, and then gathered the other squad leaders and a group of recruits to chase in the direction of Han Ming's escape.

It was supposed to be a bright morning, but the sky was still dark and oppressive, and soon cold snowflakes fell.

A few bits of warm blood flowed on the white snow, and the footsteps that were eager to escape broke the silence of the snow in the small village, Han Ming was covered with cold sweat, his face was very pale, his eyes swept over the familiar dilapidated courtyard, and he shouted softly: "Xiaobai!"

Click!

The girl stepped on the cold ground with her bare feet, opened the door and poked her head out, and looked at Han Ming with a pair of clear eyes under her messy long hair.

The man who named her came back to pick her up.

Han Ming bent down and stood outside the courtyard, a warm smile appeared on his pale face, he gasped, looked at the girl seriously and said, "I'm being hunted down now, and I don't know if I can live, will you come with me?"

The girl didn't speak, she pushed open the door of the house, spread her feet, and rushed to Han Ming's body, and the whole person threw herself into Han Ming's chest, if not to say that the girl's heart was as dark as a prison, she was just a child who longed for relief and safety.

Han singled his arm around the girl's buttocks, let her arm around her neck, and stood up to continue running.

In the heavy snowfall, one big and one small, on the tired road, rely on each other for warmth.

Syllable!

A big hand slapped heavily on the map that had been drawn in circles and had already been unrecognizable, "The surname Huo, you can't gnaw the old wolf slope yourself and want to ask us for help, do you know how many casualties our regiment has now? Our Proud Lion Legion is only here to help! How much do you want us to pay?"

A man's rough roar came from the tent of the command office of the Sixth Blood Sword Recruit Regiment.

Huo Wu had expected that the people of the Proud Lion Legion, who were stationed outside the Imperial City and had always been pampered, would have such a reaction, she suppressed the disdain in her eyes, and her delicate face was indifferent and cold, she stretched out her finger and tapped the old wolf slope on the map and said: "The enemy has concentrated all the surrounding materials in the old wolf slope, and the establishment of such a grain and grass transit point can allow the enemy to maintain enough combat effectiveness in Luojia Town, and it will infinitely expand the advantage, if I can't withstand it, your flanks will suffer!"

She glanced sharply at the faces of the five proud generals, and found that these five men all looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, especially because they didn't hide the greed and fiery anger in their eyes!

"Hey, Fire Dance Warrior, none of us are fools. The speaker is the man who came out of the tent The roar came from this man, he is Zhao Fei, the captain of the jackal brigade of the Dark Wolf Regiment of the Proud Lion Legion, at this time, Zhao Fei's eyes were aimed at the slim armor of the fire dance, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of obscenity: "There are two long-range Yuanjing cannons on the old wolf slope, I don't want my brothers to run over and die in vain, besides, our losses are already very serious!"

"Serious?" Huo Wu was so angry that her chest was high, and the two snow-white balls in front of her cuirass made the breathing of the five men present a lot heavier, and she no longer hid the disdain in her eyes.

The five brigades of the Dark Wolf Regiment of the five Proud Lion Legions said that they were supporting, but they had been cowering in the trenches for so long since the war began, and they were obviously 50,000 elite veterans, but the battle line had never taken the initiative to advance.

Unless it is the superior of the rank of war hero, otherwise they can stay in a nest until the end of the war!

Zhao Fei looked at Huo Wu's angry face, his heart was as restless as a cat's scratch, he licked his lips, and said, "Let us help you capture the old wolf slope, it's not impossible, unless you ......"

Fire Dance frowned and asked, "Unless what?"

Zhao Fei looked at the other four colleagues, with a malicious smile on his face, and said shamelessly: "Unless tonight, the two of us can have a good chat alone!"

"Get out!" Huo Wu's eyes instantly froze, and he shouted with a broken ice, "Before I can hold back my own hands now, all five of you will get out of here!"

A trace of strong aura leaked out from Huo Wu's body, although she was also a war general, she was full of four orders higher than Zhao Fei.

"Hmph, sooner or later you'll beg me. Zhao Fei snorted coldly, stood up, it was obviously irrational to make a move with this woman, as long as he and his four colleagues held 50,000 elite soldiers tightly, I believe that Huo Wu would beg him only with the remaining 6,000 recruits in his hands.

And he knows that a woman with such a posture and bearing as Huo Wu can only be cultivated by those who are truly big families, and a woman with such a background is undoubtedly not to earn military merits, but to occupy a place in the family, if she can't make achievements, this woman must be in a hurry!

"Let's go!" Zhao Fei took the lead in standing up, and the other four generals also stood up, "Let's do it ourselves, Fire Dance Warrior!"

Zhao Fei draped his black coat over his shoulders, put his hands on his back, and proudly threw down this sentence, and he was about to walk out of the big tent.

"Lord Fire Dance General! Lord Fire Dance General!" the female sergeant in charge of receiving the report reported in surprise, unable to restrain her excitement and rushed into the big tent without getting the promise, and hit Zhao Fei in the chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the female soldier hurriedly bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

"What's the matter of being flustered?" Huo Wu was originally angry, but when he saw his subordinates making a fool of himself in front of villains like Zhao Fei so recklessly, he couldn't help but feel a little cold on his face.

"Warlord...... General, the two long-range Yuanjing cannons of the old wolf slope have been destroyed!" The female soldier raised her happy face and said throbbingly.

"What?" Zhao Fei looked even more shocked than Huo Wu, the current position of the old wolf slope can be regarded as behind enemy lines, and the vicinity of Luojia Town is occupied by the soldiers of the Blood Sun Empire, how can someone destroy two long-range Yuanjing cannons, this is not reasonable at all.

"Who did that?" asked Fire Dance excitedly, frowning with a raised eyebrow.

The female sergeant who received the report took a breath and replied tremblingly: "Do you remember No. 007 of the third squad of the seventh brigade? ”

"A recruit?" Zhao Fei said as he said with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at the incredulous expression on Huo Wu's face, and was even more convinced of his inner thoughts, and sneered: "Maybe it's the recruits who are greedy for merit and blindly report, and the Fire Dance generals should not have too much hope." ”

"Contact him now, I'm going to talk to him personally. Huo Wu ignored Zhao Fei's sarcasm and commanded.

The female sergeant who received the report looked at Huo Wu but did not hurriedly go back to contact, but slowly unfolded the microphone that was still shining in her hand and said: "He said that he didn't know if he had no chance to continue to contact the command office, so I hurried to inform you, the general." ”

The corners of Zhao Fei's mouth became more and more arrogant, and he decided that this was just a play by Huo Wu looking for someone to play, so as to lure the five of them to attack Luojia Town and Lao Wolf Slope.