readx;? Chapter 4: Tiger Chicks (6)

——!Before Yang Guangyi could recover from his astonishment, a pale cyan short axe hovered against his shoulder, slashing at the arm of an enemy soldier and slashing at the front leg of another enemy horse, bringing up two clouds of red blood mist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ah——!h——!h Immediately after, a third short axe flew in and pressed against Yang Guangyi's other shoulder, smashing the head of the fourth enemy cavalry who tried to besiege him.

A huge gap immediately appeared around the war horse, "Don't fight, retreat!", a familiar and annoying voice reminded Yang Guangyi loudly in his ear. "Save with you?" he instinctively protested, but his arm involuntarily turned the horse's head, pressed against the comer's side, and quickly ran to the door of his camp.

At the critical moment, it was Ning Ziming who sent out the throwing axe to save him. If Ken had a choice, Yang Guangyi didn't know whether he would prefer to die in battle or break out of the encirclement alive. The debt of human affection is the most difficult to repay, and after receiving the grace of the other party's three axes, it will be difficult for him to confront Ning Ziming everywhere in the following days. But if Ning Ziming is not driven away as soon as possible, the happiness of the little junior sister will come, and his own future will be full of all kinds of unpredictable changes.

"Oh!" Ning Ziming agreed sullenly, raising his gun to meet an enemy general who was chasing after him. The opponent is very tall, with broad shoulders, his round belly is covered by heart goggles, and the left and right chests are also protected by hard and lotus leaf iron armor. The only flaw is in the junction between the shoulder pads and the breastplate, and in order to keep the arms flexible, there is only a layer of soft cowhide.

didn't have time to think about why Yang Guangyi didn't need to save himself, Ning Ziming pointed his spear at the enemy general's shoulder socket and clenched his hands. The opponent's horse was fast, and the rifle was sharpened with a cold glow. But in my heart, I was not ready to exchange my life with others. Seeing that Ning Ziming didn't even know how to dodge, he just held a spear to hedge with himself. At the last moment, he twisted his body to his side, and at the same time lost the accuracy of the gun in his hand, and swept past the target's body.

"Woo-" Before he could straighten his posture, Ning Ziming's spear swept in with the sound of the wind. The arm-thick barrel of the gun turned into a large stick and smashed it into his shoulder. "Bah!" the iron shoulder guard shattered, and the man's body crooked, screaming, fell under the horse, and was immediately trampled into a mass of flesh by the hooves of countless galloping horses.

"Woo-" "Woo-" "Woo-" Ning Ziming used the spear as a big stick, sweeping and smashing vertically, like a mad tiger. Fuyaozi is a rare Master, and although the teaching time is short, the tricks taught to him are tailor-made. gave full play to his strength, figure, and some stupid and bold characteristics.

Although the enemy troops who rushed over had rich combat experience, it was difficult to adapt for a while when they encountered such a ruthless, stunned and desperate opponent. He knocked over three or two of them, and the rest galloped by.

"Don't fight, retreat to the camp gate!" Tearing open his throat and shouting again, Ning Ziming rushed towards a wave of brothers trapped in the enemy army. The spear swung open, tearing open a bloody grief, then flicked his mount and pounced on the next warband.

"Thank you Ning Er for being stupid......"

"Multi-......"

"Thank you, General Ning!"

The cavalry of Zuo Yidu had already fallen into despair, but suddenly they saw a glimmer of life, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and words of thanks and the nickname they had given Ning Ziming in private gushed out of their mouths at the same time. Fortunately, the sound of horses' hooves around was really noisy, and the reactions of the companions were timely, so they did not let the life-saving benefactor hear. But everyone's faces were very hot, and their hearts were mixed for a moment.

was led to a dead end by smart people, and then saved by a fool who everyone looked down on. God, what is this called? If General Xiao Ning is not a fool at all, then wouldn't everyone slap themselves in the face with all the slanderous words they had said in private before, as well as those small actions that were obviously hostile?

It's not that General Xiaoning doesn't understand it at all, and it's not that he doesn't see it, but he takes the overall situation into account and doesn't care about it. Compared with the wisdom and tolerance of General Ning, his group of smart people are all narrow-minded and short-sighted idiots!

Ning Ziming didn't expect that there would be so much to say behind the act of saving people. He just didn't want his companion to die in front of him anymore, and he just did his little bit by nature. Although it was hard to hear the words that everyone slandered him behind his back, no matter how ugly it was, it was not as bad as what he heard in the White Horse Temple of Wagang Mountain back then. Among the thieves and grass robbers in the White Horse Temple of Wagang Mountain, there are still so many people who would rather give up their lives to save him from danger at a critical moment.

In fact, the current tense situation on the battlefield does not allow him to think too much. As soon as he tore a hole in the second warband, out of the corner of his eye, he saw four high-headed horses galloping towards him. On horseback, four steel-made spears burst out with cold air, ready to tear his throat at any moment.

"Don't fight, retreat to the camp gate!" opened his throat and shouted at everyone again, Ning Ziming turned his horse's head sideways without hesitation and took the lead in fleeing for his life. With one enemy and four, that is the ability that Yang Chonggui has. He asked himself if he didn't have a diamond, so he didn't do any porcelain work.

"Boy, Hugh go!"

"Shameless!"

"Come on!"

"It's a man's horseback!"

The four enemy leaders who rushed over, unexpectedly unexpectedly unstoppable generals who were unstoppable a moment ago, turned into guts rats who took advantage of it and ran away. One by one, they were so angry that their eyes were spewing smoke and fire, and they rushed to chase after them, and the spear drew a shadow at Ning Ziming's back heart guard!

"A living man is a man!" Ning Ziming muttered loudly in his heart, didn't look back, and continued to gallop on horseback. Whether it is Second Uncle Ning of Wagangzhai or Chen Tuan, the carefree son of Yunfengguan, he has never taught him to fight to the death and never retreat. Yu Siwen, the seventh master who taught him the skill of flying axes, is a top master of saving his life on the battlefield. Therefore, after the initial impulse passed, he immediately remembered the admonitions of several elders, "Do what you can!", "Avoid the real and be false!", "If you can't fight, run away, don't be ashamed!"

Therefore, for him, the fool will stay where he is and wait to be beaten by the crowd. Besides, the purpose of him rushing up was just to save the lives of Yang Guangyi and the others, and now that the purpose has been achieved for the most part, there is no reason to stay and entangle with the other party.

The sprinting speed of the Mobei horse is far inferior to that of the Liaodong horse, but in terms of endurance and adaptability to complex terrain, it is far superior, and it is also quite slow to respond to the surrounding noise and flickering fire. In the dim night, in the complex mountainous battlefield, many shortcomings have turned into advantages. Therefore, although he turned his head to flee for his life, the distance between Ning Ziming and the pursuer was gradually widened. However, the pursuers were constantly disturbed by their own companions and the cavalry of the left side who broke through, and had to hang their arms again and again, trying to pacify and urge their mounts.

After just a few breaths, the wide camp gate was already close at hand. The cavalry of the second capital on the left, seeing that their own general Ning Ziming was so brave, rode their horses one by one to meet them, and raised their eyebrows, "Oh, oh, General Ning, General Ning is mighty." "General Ning, mighty, mighty—"

"General Ning, General Ning—"

"Mighty, mighty—"

The surrounding battalion soldiers also saw Ning Ziming's wonderful performance. One by one, the cavalrymen who followed the second capital on the left shouted loudly and cheered.

Yang Guangyi, who had just withdrawn to the camp, heard this, but his face was red and purple as if he had been slapped countless times. Gritted his teeth and was stunned for a long time, before he suddenly spat on the ground and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, a fool rides a stupid horse!

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