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Yan Beiquan controlled Katsuichi Miyamoto, followed by Long Jinyu, and cautiously walked out of the command room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Miyamoto Ichiro and Feng Qiwen followed closely, for fear that they would have a chance to escape.

Yan Beiquan, who came out of the command room, saw at a glance the familiar and resolute figure in the smoke of the beacon fire in the distance, which was Xiao Fang, who was born and died with him.

Xiao Fang came, which proved that the brothers of the Northern Army were safe, as long as the Northern Army was safe and sound, he was relieved!

Also seeing Xiao Fang with him was Ichiro Miyamoto, who knew Xiao Fang, and they were still old acquaintances in Fuso. After all the calculations, they still attacked the camp, and the commander also took them hostage, Miyamoto Ichiro's fists clenched in a hurry, and his joints rattled.

"Yan Beiquan-" He snorted coldly, and pulled out his matching gun from his waist like lightning and aimed it straight at the girl behind him.

"If you dare to make another move, I'll kill her—and do you see? There are cannons everywhere, and if I give the order, you and him and the woman will not even have scum-" He was referring to Katsuichi Miyamoto, the adoptive father who had raised him for many years. As he said this, Katsuichi Miyamoto also looked at the familiar young face in disbelief. He didn't believe that his son, who had trusted and raised such a big son since he was a child, would say such a thing.

The man, who was not interested in the relationship between their father and son, heard his words and glanced around.

As Ichiro Miyamoto said, in addition to the command room, there were steel cannons of the Fuso Army all around, and when he saw him come out with Miyamoto hostage, several of the guns turned their direction and aimed in their own direction.

"Yes, can Yan Beiquan take such a risk? Follow Mr. Miyamoto Jr., no worse than what you do as a coach of Yijiang, what is a woman, when the time comes, ......" Miyamoto Katsuichi Yan Beiquan is hijacked, and the entire Fuso camp is the largest official of Miyamoto Ichiro, Feng Qiwen is a smooth-eyed person, seeing that the current situation is not very good, he immediately patted Miyamoto Ichiro's ass.

It's just that he didn't know that Yan Beiquan had long been annoyed with the people of his Feng family, regardless of the righteousness of the people, and was willing to succumb to the roof of others to be dogs for the Fusang people.

The man looked at Feng Qiwen with contempt in his eyes, and then said to Long Jinyu slowly: "Can you use a gun? Use him as a target-" When the man's words fell, Feng Qiwen was stunned. He looked at the man dumbfounded, then at the girl holding the pistol, and finally at Ichiro Miyamoto for help, expecting him to protect himself.

Who knew that Ichiro Miyamoto didn't give him any reaction at all, just stared at Katsuichi Miyamoto with deep eyes. He guessed that if he said this, Miyamoto Katsuichi would hate him and blame him, but he was an imperial soldier, and in order to achieve his goal, he could use all means and could do whatever it takes.

"Father, I'm sorry! I'll take care of Yukiko for you—don't worry, I'll tell everyone that you're a hero for the great cause of the empire—" Miyamoto Ichiro said and bowed to Miyamoto Katsuichi, his fingers gradually hooked, and the bullet flew out with a loud thud.

- Bang

When the echo of the bullet piercing through the thing became smaller and smaller, Long Jinyu dared to slowly open his eyes. At the last moment, the man shook off Katsuichi Miyamoto, saved her life, and dodged the bullet. "How's it going? Are you hurt?" it all happened so quickly that before the girl who fell to the ground could react, a man's low, worried voice floated above her head.

Raising her eyes, the girl shook her head, and he helped her to her feet. Although Miyamoto, who was thrown away by Yan Beiquan, did not experience the horror of the bullet, he was also vigorously thrown out by the man, and the fall was not light. Holding the girl's shoulder with one hand, Yan Beiquan saw that Long Jinyu was in a hurry just now, and lost the gun in his hand, and he couldn't get it for a while.

Without consideration, the man handed her his silver-white pocket Browning into her hand and gave her a reassuring look. Getting up from the ground with difficulty, Miyamoto looked at the person with strong affection, and coldly ordered everyone to open fire, whether it was outside, or Yan Beiquan, they must die today-

"Are you afraid?" The big hand wrapped around the girl's slender shoulder, Yan Beiquan's tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and his eyes looked deeply at the petite figure, as if he could only accommodate her at this moment.

Long Jinyu shook her head slightly, although she didn't answer, her eyes were full of affirmation. She wasn't afraid, at least not with him herself.

"Take this self-defense, don't be afraid of anything that will happen in a while, Xiao Fang will come to save you in a while......" After patiently saying these two sentences, Yan Beiquan pulled up the hair around her ear and smoothed it behind her ear.

What is incompatible with this warm scene is that the smoke of the beacon fire rises one after another on all sides, and the eyes of Miyamoto and his son are dyed with hatred and anger.

"Be careful—" Leaving these two words in a low voice, the man took two steps back, turned around quickly, and flashed to Miyamoto's side again, and a dagger with a cold light appeared with the man!

"Someone—" Miyamoto didn't say the next thing he could say, and the dagger slashed through his collusion, leaving a hole that was barely easy to spot for a short time.

"Father's ......"

"Mr. Miyamoto......" Miyamoto Ichiro and Feng Qi roared in shock, but they were still a step too late, and when they shouted, Yan Beiquan raised his knife himself.

"Ahh

Knowing that after killing Miyamoto Katsuichi, the Fusang Army would definitely not let him go, so Yan Beiquan was ready to die together. One after another, dodging the bullets that passed by, listening to the sound of bullets passing in his ears, the man saved the day again and again.

"Open the cannon—" With a roar, Miyamoto ordered all the guns to be turned around, preparing to bombard Yan Beiquan.

"Little Mr. Miyamoto, hit her......" Seeing that Ichiro Miyamoto missed again and again, Feng Qi heard the idea and asked him to shoot at Long Jinyu.

Although there are rumors in the outside world that the Long family and the Yan family have a deep hatred, it can be seen that Yan Beiquan really cares about Long Jinyu, and he does not hesitate to give up the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Northern Army for the sake of this woman, and run here to risk his life.

Hearing what Feng Qi heard, Miyamoto Ichiro really turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the girl's eyebrows, and several steel cannons on that side also followed his movements, aimed at the girl, and after he waved his hand and ordered, they lit fire together-

A hundred meters away, Xiao Fang and Yan Beiquan's guards finally attacked the interior of the Fusang military camp, and when they saw that Yan Beiquan was safe and sound and took Long Jinyu out of the command room, everyone's hearts were slightly relieved. It's just that in the next second, a deafening movement sounded in the small half of Fusang's military camp, and the ground under his feet seemed to tremble.

"Young Master-Hurry up and save the Young Master and Madame-" Not daring to fight for a moment, when Xiao Fang came to Yan Beiquan's location with the guards, it was already a dusty ruin!

"Don't hurry up and find me, you must find the young master-" Xiao Fang's eager roar was unusually clear in the sunlight, and the guards looked around for Yan Beiquan's traces.

-- The next day

The Fuso army was crushed and accepted to surrender. Miyamoto Katsuichi was fatally stabbed by Yan Beiquan, and Feng Qiwen was stunned by a sudden and violent explosion at that time, and became a prisoner of the Northern Army. Yan Beiquan and Long Jinyu were seriously injured and did not wake up.

"Adjutant Xiao-" The Northern Army Field Hospital, the hospital that has been baptized by fire, is even more vulnerable than before, and the conditions are much worse than before. The military doctor who came out of the ward saw Xiao Fang, and he didn't know how to say the rest of his words.

Xiao put his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was as if he could drip water, and his dark eyes were uncertain.

Hearing someone call him, he turned around slowly, a look of doubt flashing on his resolute face.

The military doctor carried a medical kit on his shoulder, a white coat, and behind thick glasses, a pair of eyes did not dare to look directly at him. This man is too similar to the Overseer's temperament, and standing with him always feels pressured. What's more, what he has to say is not good news!

"How is the young master?" have you woken up?" There are some things that can't be hidden, and the last thing the military doctor dares to say now is Yan Beiquan's current situation. But how could Xiao Fang let him go, Yan Beiquan is the commander of the Northern Army, the backbone of the entire Northern Army, and the backbone of the twelve provinces of Beijiang, his body is more important than anything else.

The military doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly, "The Overseer was already injured, and after this explosion, he was injured a second time. Coupled with the poor medical conditions here, I ......" His powerlessness stuck in his throat, pursed his lips and sighed!

Xiao Fang's throat tightened, and his eyes darkened. "There is a wound in the body...... twisting these words in his mouth, and Xiao Fang's eyebrows were twisted into a big 'Sichuan' character.

"Yes, Adjutant Xiao, do you remember the injuries the Overseers were injured in the last attack on their return to the city?" Xiao Fang nodded at the military doctor's reminder.

Of course, he remembered this incident, and for this reason, he and Ji Junmo had been contacting Yan Beiquan's doctors everywhere to take out the 'trophies' left in the man's body as soon as possible.

"You mean, the young master's injuries are more serious than before, right, is there any way to save him?" Xiao Fang thought that he had seen Yan Beiquan's face suddenly look ugly, and his hand was covering the position on the side of his heart.

"Yes, surgery--but the conditions here are so bad, and this kind of surgery is too risky, you must find the best doctor, preferably this kind of surgery! You and I know very well what the Overseer means to the Northern Army, to Beijiang, he can't take any more risks!" The Northern Army can't stand the fright anymore, and Yan Beiquan can't stand the toss either!

"I see...... How is she?" After saying Yan Beiquan, Xiao Fang remembered that there was also a Long Jinyu who was also unconscious, so he asked out loud.

"It's just that some frightens are overdone, plus the coma caused by the impact force during the exertion and explosion, it's not a big deal!" Knowing who he was talking about, and knowing Xiao Fang's prejudice against Long Jinyu, the military doctor just briefly said a few words about the girl's situation.

After the military doctor left, Xiao Fang returned to the room where Yan Beiquan lived. The room, though basic, is the best place you can find right now.

Looking at the man lying on the bed and sleeping deeply, Xiao Fang couldn't believe it, Yan Beiquan, the fourth young master of the dignified Yan Mansion, the powerful Yan Fourth Master, and the coach of the party that leaned towards Beihua, would come to this point. And all of this stems from the woman named Long Jinyu! He doesn't understand what Yan Beiquan likes about that woman, and he doesn't understand that this woman is worthy of Yan Beiquan's life to save.

He only knew that his young master was different from Long Jinyu, but he didn't expect that it had reached the point where he would not hesitate to protect it.

I don't know how long I stayed in the room before Xiao Fang left. Now he has more important things to think about......