Looking at the Jin soldiers who set off towards the outside of the valley, Zhang Xiaochi did not act rashly, and when they got closer, he picked up the bow and crossbow and aimed at the Jin soldiers who were carrying the designer and decisively pulled the trigger.

Sou!

The arrow shot out, and in the next second, it directly pierced the opponent's head.

"Someone!"

The sudden change startled these soldiers, but they were very experienced, and they arranged for someone to take the place of the deceased as soon as possible, while the rest of them picked up their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Xiaochi.

Looking at the oncoming Jin soldiers, Zhang Xiaochi sneered, stuffed the bow and crossbow into his arms, pulled out the saber pinned to his waist, and took the initiative to meet it.

"Die!"

Zhang Xiaochi himself has almost top-level fighting skills and killing skills, coupled with his current almost perverted physical fitness, there is no pressure at all in the face of this small group of Jin Guo soldiers.

The battle knife drove straight in, opening and closing, directly turning the initiative of the Jin soldiers who attacked him into passivity.

Zhang Xiaochi sneered, like a gust of wind rushing up, the war knife seemed to have life in his hand, and blood flew everywhere he passed.

"Stop him!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaochi's unusually brave and unusual, the leader of the Jinguo squad was shocked and angry, and while ordering others to block, he cooperated with another soldier to carry the designer and run away.

"Where to run!?"

Zhang Xiaochi was ruthless, only to see that his hand was raised and fell, and one after another human heads rolled to the ground, and for a while, blood gushed out from the wound of the headless corpse like a fountain.

Soon, all the soldiers who had been ordered to stop him were in different places.

When the leader of the detachment looked back and saw this scene, he was so frightened that he almost threw the unconscious designer to the ground.

"Run, run!"

So many people were beheaded by the other party in a very short period of time, and the two of them were by no means their opponents, and once they were caught up, the consequences would definitely be beheaded.

"Heading in the direction of the battlefield!"

Fortunately, the leader of the detachment was enough chicken thieves, although Zhang Xiaochi was fast, but by the time he finished dealing with the people who blocked him, the two leaders of the detachment carried the designer to twenty meters away.

"Stop!"

Zhang Xiaochi roared angrily, put away his sword and chased after him.

It's just that the two leaders of the detachment carried the unconscious designer without the slightest intention of slowing down, and looking at the two people in front of him struggling to escape, Zhang Xiaochi's expression became cold.

He took out the crossbow from his bosom and wound it, aimed at the Jin soldiers running behind, and then decisively pulled the trigger.

Sou!

The arrow shot out, and in the next second, the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom behind fell to the ground.

Suddenly, without the help of the rear, the leader of the squad suddenly lost his center of gravity, and directly fell on all fours to the sky, and the city wall designer who was taken away by them also rolled down into the grass on the side.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaochi wound the bow and crossbow while speeding up to catch up.

However, when he arrived at the scene, he only found the unconscious city wall designer, and as for the remaining Jin soldier, he was nowhere to be found.

Zhang Xiaochi wanted to use his extraordinary perception to find that guy, but this place was close to the battlefield, and the deafening shouts of killing completely interfered with his actions.

For this reason, Zhang Xiaochi can only give up, anyway, the designer has already let him find it, and it can be regarded as completing the task.

Squatted on the ground and patted the designer, I don't know what these people gave him, he didn't wake up when he fell to the ground and broke his head and bled out, if he didn't still have breath, he would really suspect that this guy was dead.

"Forget it, let's go back first."

Carrying the designer, Zhang Xiaochi turned around and left, this is close to the battlefield, and if there is a slight delay, an accident may occur.

However, the more you are afraid of something, the more things you are afraid of will happen.

Zhang Xiaochi had just taken two steps, and a small Jinguo team appeared not far away, they had a clear goal and went straight to Zhang Xiaochi's side.

Glancing back, he spotted the guy who had fled in the crowd.

"Everyone, be careful, this kid is very evil!"

Hearing the other party's words, Zhang Xiaochi was full of murderous intent in his heart, and wanted to stop and give him an arrow, but in this way, he would be delayed.

Without saying a word, he accelerated with the designer on his shoulder.

"Stop!"

"If we don't stand still, we'll release the arrows!"

In the rear, the soldiers of the Jin State pursued and threatened at the same time.

It's just that this threat is useless to Zhang Xiaochi, he still accelerates and runs, and he has super physical fitness, even if he is carrying a person, he will quickly leave the group of people behind him gone.

However, he didn't take it easy for two minutes before he found that the road he left was actually blocked.

At a distance of a hundred meters in front of him, there were about hundreds of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom staring at him, and the sound of chasing and killing in the rear was getting closer and closer.

Zhang Xiaochi's face was solemn, and in just a moment, he thought a lot.

The frontal rigidity is definitely not an opponent, but on the left is a cliff, and on the right is the battlefield where the two armies are fighting.

Zhang Xiaochi did not hesitate, and decisively set off towards the right, although the right side is dangerous, but if you fight, there is still a glimmer of life, the left is a cliff, and you will definitely die if you jump down.

"Boy, stop!"

When these people saw that Zhang Xiaochi actually set off in the direction of the battlefield without hesitation, they were subconsciously stunned one by one, and when they reacted, Zhang Xiaochi was already ten meters away.

"Boy, stop for Lao Tzu!"

In the rear, the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom scolded angrily.

But Zhang Xiaochi didn't listen at all, and while speeding up, he cursed, although the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom had bows and arrows in their hands, but they wanted to live designers, one by one, and suddenly this group of soldiers was so angry that they wanted to break Zhang Xiaochi's body into pieces.

"The little cubs of the Jin Kingdom, don't chase your grandfather and me!"

"A group of unfilial descendants, chase again, beware of grandpa spanking you!"

"Listen to grandpa, grandpa will buy you candy to eat."

……

Zhang Xiaochi accelerated and ran wildly, while humiliating the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became, and when it came to the back, he didn't even repeat it.

"Boy, don't fall into our hands, or you'll ......"

It's just that before the Jin soldiers finished speaking, they were forcibly interrupted by Zhang Xiaochi, and continued to taunt loudly.

"Otherwise, grandpa, I'll give you a big blow!"

"A group of unfilial descendants, they don't even listen to their grandfather's words, beware of being thundered by the sky!"

"Ahhhh

"I'm!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Some of the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom couldn't help it, and they drew their bows and arrows and were about to attack.

"Bastard!"

As soon as the soldier who couldn't help it pulled his bow and arrows away, one of the soldiers next to him confiscated his bow and arrows.

"Live!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaochi became even more arrogant, relying on his speed, and taking the time to make provocative actions, directly vomiting blood from some people with strong temperaments.

"Grandchildren, stop chasing, grandpa is going too!"

Estimating that the time was almost up, Zhang Xiaochi put away his bad taste and began to devote himself to running away.