readx;? Chapter 9: The End of Ping (6)

The deputy general Liu Zhaoan was accidentally attacked by Ning Yanzhang just now, and the archers under his command were lost. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info was extremely worried at the moment, lest he be settled by the triangle eye and Li Hongwei. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the horn and the impact of the sword and shield from the side of the coach, and he didn't dare to leave any more strength, raised his head and let out a wolf howl, and personally pounced on the front, vowing to cut the "second prince" under the knife!

Ning Yanzhang saw that this person was wearing a cowhide armor, and the key parts were also inlaid with bright iron plates, and he immediately knew that he must be an official. Swing the paint gun immediately and stab it straight ahead. "Dang Chang!" the stainless steel spear blade and the horizontal knife collided in mid-air, and sparks splashed everywhere and fell like rain.

"It's a good time!" Liu Zhaoan shouted, and his right hand struggled to push the spear away with a horizontal knife, and bullied him in. The shield in the other hand was a nail and went straight to Ning Yanzhang's chest.

Ning Yanzhang was just a chick who had just learned his skills for a few days, and he had relied on his strength and long arms before, and the enemy army was caught off guard, so he happily took advantage of a few big advantages. Now that I have met a veteran like Liu Zhaoan, who has been rolling on the battlefield for many years, his true form is immediately revealed. He hurriedly raised his gun to block while trying to hold his feet on both legs. Immediately after, a loud "bang" was heard in his ears, and the barrel of the gun was sunk inward by the shield by half a foot, unable to continue to move a single inch. The opponent's horizontal knife slashed like lightning towards his ear.

"Ding!" At the critical moment, Chang Ning jumped up from his side and barely blocked the blade with the blade of the spear. And Liu Zhaoan's body circled violently, the shield pushed Ning Yanzhang's gun shaft as the axis, the blade retreated, cut down, and went straight to the lower abdomen from above the collarbone.

If he hits this time, Ning Yanzhang will definitely be disemboweled. Between the lightning and the fire, a black light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. But it was Chang Youcai who saw him in distress, and took a move for him with a sideways gun.

"Dang Chang!" the blade collided with the barrel of the gun that had been painted many times, and it was still half an inch deep before barely stopping. Liu Zhaoan refused to fight with one against three, and immediately gave up the horizontal knife stuck in the barrel of the gun, withdrew his shield and retreated. The two people beside him rushed forward one on the left and one on the right, and took advantage of the fact that the formation of Ning Yanzhang and the others had been pulled out of the gap, and launched another wave of fierce attacks.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang!" Mars splashed around, and Chang Youcai, Chang Ning and Ning Yanzhang were killed so that they only had the ability to parry, and they had no power to fight back. finally survived the round of attacks jointly launched by the two heads, but the deputy general Liu Zhaoan had already shot another horizontal knife from the hands of the guards, and pounced on the front again with a big shield. Behind him, there are more than a dozen hardcore cronies, each of whom has been on the battlefield for a long time and is accustomed to seeing the life and death of both the enemy and us.

"Don't stiffen your head, fight and retreat, as long as you retreat to the vicinity of the gate, you can let the archers greet them!" Chang Wanying saw that the situation was not good, and reminded loudly behind Ning Yanzhang. At the same time, he erected his sword and hit the surrounding Taoist priests and villagers with his side, "Hurry up, everyone hurry up." Hurry back into the gate, and then we'll seal it again. ”

Without her urging, the Taoist priests and villagers in the team also knew that returning to the Taoist temple one step earlier would give them one more chance of survival. However, on the left and right sides of the crowd, a large number of thieves also rushed at this moment, swords and spears fluttering. Everyone had to take out eight points of energy to deal with it, and the remaining two points of strength could be used on the two thighs that retreated in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, the whole team was in jeopardy. Screaming and falling, people being exposed from the center of the line to the very edge, resisting the skilful attacks of the thieves with jerky and stiff movements.

In the event that the team is broken up, everyone will be left in a state of separate battles. And judging by the comparison of the number and combat strength of the enemy and us at the moment, no one will definitely survive safely.

"All the monks under the Immortal Sect, follow me to save the eighth junior brother and the little junior sister!" Senior brother Zhen Wuzi had just gasped for breath at the door, and when he saw Ning Yanzhang and Chang Wanying in distress, he immediately brandished his sword and took the lead in rushing forward.

"Old eight, little junior sister, let's save you!" The Taoist priests who had just retreated to the temple, such as Zhenshanzi, Zhenzhizi, and Zhenjingzi, also roared angrily and followed behind Zhenwuzi.

They are not many in number, but they are skilled in martial arts. Suddenly rushed to the flank of the team, and immediately cut a bloody hole in the group of thieves who tried to surround him, like cutting melons and vegetables.

The team is retreating, and the speed is immediately doubled. All the Taoist priests and villagers gritted their teeth, and fought and walked away from the bloody mouth that Zhen Wuzi led people to kill. As a result, Ning Yanzhang and the others, who were in charge of the broken post, suddenly lightened the pressure on their shoulders. Qi Qi let out a broken cry, and the three lacquer guns rolled left and right like oolongs, forcing Liu Zhaoan and his personal soldiers back a few feet again, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

"Retreat, everyone retreat together!" Ning Yanzhang shouted loudly, exerting his arms and shaking the lacquer gun out of a dark black mess. In the center, the sharp spear blade is like ink condensing into ice. Anyone who is touched by the "black ice" will be killed on the spot at the least.

Chang Youcai and Chang Ning swept left and right with their paint guns, expanding the attack range to a fan. Refuse to give the enemy a chance to attack again. The two bandits dressed as gang leaders rushed twice in a row and were forced back by paint guns, and their eyes were red with anger. They gestured to each other, jumped a few steps away, and attacked again from both the left and right flanks. Chang Youcai twisted his body suddenly, and the paint gun swept over as a big stick, sweeping a gang leader to a broken tendon. Chang Ning pressed his wrist and shook out a ball of spear flowers, shaking the opponent's blade. Immediately, he stabbed another captain in the heart.

"Whoosh-" A row of feathered arrows suddenly flew in front of him, not many in number, but they came very suddenly. According to the method taught by Chen Yanzhang, Ning Yanzhang desperately danced the paint gun, and used the "aura" brought up by the gun barrel and the gun tassel to roll away most of it. But there were two fish that slipped through the net at tricky angles, but they broke through his block, stabbed into Chang Ning's chest fiercely, and picked up two dazzling reds.

"Ahh After only three or five steps, the strength of his whole body was exhausted. Poke the barrel of the gun into the ground, clench your hands tightly, and rotate your body around without stopping, spinning, spinning. Bright red blood shot down the shafts of the two feathered arrows into the air like a fountain. Until he died completely, completely turned into a cold corpse.

"Xiao Ningzi, Xiao Ningzi!" Chang Wanying cried and jumped out from behind Ning Yanzhang, trying to help. Her waist was held by another elderly general, and she could not move forward a single bit.

"Retreat, retreat!" The old general would never let go no matter how Chang Wanying kicked and beaten. The two long legs stepped forward and rushed towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

"Retreat! Retreat together!" Ning Yanzhang gritted his teeth and roared loudly. Red blood stains dripped down the corners of his mouth. Chang Ning is about the same age as him, and he is also the only one among the generals of the Chang Mansion who is not too repulsive to him. Even in his spare time, he was carefully reminded. Just relying on acquaintances to feed the moves, you will definitely not be able to learn martial arts. True perception is usually between life and death. And those who have not been trained in the battlefield will have much worse judgment and reaction speed. Including himself, it is also because of his lack of combat experience, so his skills can only be ranked at the bottom of the family generals.

Ning Yanzhang was very grateful for his reminder, and he also planned to make such a friend to him from the bottom of his heart. However, after he was shot by a feather arrow, Ning Yanzhang found himself unable to give him any help. Unable to rescue, unable to stop bleeding and healing, and not even able to follow him to help him end his pain one step earlier, he could only watch as he fell to the ground in a fit of rage, and then was trampled under the feet of the swarming bandits.

"Rush, rush up, kill them all! Kill them all, avenge the dead brothers!" Vice General Liu Zhaoan led two leaders, more than 20 cronies, and nearly 100 miscellaneous soldiers, and quickly ran over Chang Ning's corpse. Both eyes were red, and the whole body was also stained red with blood.

They are like a pack of hungry wild dogs, in desperate need of a few pieces of flesh from their prey to fill their stomachs. However, the "prey" that is accelerating its retreat is not a herd of sheep that have no power to resist. Seeing that the "wild dogs" were chasing closer and closer, Ning Yanzhang gritted his teeth and stopped. Pick up your spear and sweep it with all your might!

"When!when!when!when!" the metal slammed into the air, and at least three horizontal knives were swept into the air, and two more were folded into two pieces. Taking advantage of the moment when the bandits lost their weapons and were stunned, Chang Youcai shook the paint gun and stabbed left and right. "Poof!poof!" sent the two closest bandits to him to the western sky.

"Kill him, kill him!" a famous leader led the team to pounce, and a horizontal knife volley splashed a cloud of snow. There are often only people who dial, split, slash, sweep, and pick diagonally. In the blink of an eye, he killed two more bandits, and raised his leg to kick the third one so that blood sprayed wildly down his mouth. The fourth, fifth, and sixth bandits followed one after another, and he couldn't parry, and finally a flaw appeared around him. The leaders of the team saw that there was an opportunity, and one rolled forward, and the blade slammed from the bottom up!

"Click!" At the last moment, it was Ning Yanzhang who gave up fighting with the deputy general Liu Zhaoan. Turned the paint spear sideways and blocked the fatal blow for Chang Youcai. As for himself, his whole body was empty, and he was stared at by four or five pairs of eyes at the same time, and four or five horizontal knives were staggered.

"Click, click, click......" The sound of the blade slashing into the barrel of the gun was endless, and Chang Youcai refused to let Ning Yanzhang die to save himself. Stride stood in front of him, blocking most of the attacks with the barrel of his gun.

However, there were still two horizontal knives that bypassed the barrel of the gun and stabbed him in the lower abdomen. Chang Youcai spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled with his arms, and pushed five or six enemy soldiers to stagger back. "Let's go, let's go!" he glanced back at the stunned Ning Yanzhang and roared loudly. The legs then exerted force, and the whole person threw himself into the enemy's army, turning into a dazzling ball of blood.

"Uncle Cai!" Ning Yanzhang let out a terrible wail from his mouth, like a wounded beast, he scooped up a horizontal knife from the ground and slashed it around. He didn't want to retreat, he wanted to stay and avenge Chang Youcai, avenge Chang Ning, and avenge all those who died because of him. He wants to kill the bandit leader in front of him, kill the group of bandits in front of him, and kill all the conscience dogs in this world.

"Look for death!" Liu Zhaoan sneered and took a few steps back, dropped his shield, and rushed forward with his sword. The pampered second prince of the Shi family went crazy and was stimulated by the blood light at a critical moment. This is the credit that God has sent to the door, and if he does not seize the credit, he will be punished in the future.

"Whew!" suddenly a gust of wind rose on the flat ground, and a dark shadow fell from the sky. The sword light flashed, picking Liu Zhaoan away with the horizontal knife that slashed towards Ning Yanzhang. Then he twisted his body, grabbed the young man, and flew away.

"Immortal! it's an old immortal!" Liu Zhaoan was taken aback, and stopped his feet in a daze, not knowing whether he should continue to chase and kill. The other party came suddenly, and he left in a hurry, just like the legendary sword fairy coming and going. And those who offend the sword immortal usually don't die well. Even if you have achieved the moderation, you will inevitably be cut off in your sleep.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" another row of feathered arrows shot head-on, completely solving his confusion.

Several Changfu generals who stayed in the Taoist temple climbed the courtyard wall again. Pull up the horn bow and shoot the pursuers who are too close to the gate of the Taoist temple one after another on the spot.

Within thirty steps of the gate of the Taoist temple, a huge gap immediately appeared. True Wuzi, Zhen Zhizi and other Taoist priests, with companions who could still walk, staggered into the gate. A huge old gentleman was quickly pushed into the doorway. "Boom", the only way to enter the Taoist temple was blocked again!

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