Zhao Fuling retracted her gaze and lightly pinched the horse's belly.

Pozhu trotted a few steps, and after catching up with Mr. Qian in front, Zhao Fuling said: "Notify everyone, speed up and rush to the place where the fireworks are released." There are more than 100 people on the other side, and everyone is told to be vigilant and ready for battle. ”

Mr. Qian was still immersed in the beautiful scene of fireworks, and only after being reminded by Zhao Fuling could he be regarded as coming back to his senses.

He hurriedly sent orders to everyone to speed up, and in the dark, the long procession was closely connected, and quietly approached the mountain village.

And when everyone in the village saw these two beautiful fireworks, they were also in a state of shock and panic.

Tartar called one of the Han Chinese and asked him, "What is that?" ”

The elegant Han man, who had interrogated Bai Qing that day, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "That's fireworks, some high-ranking nobles used to have fun." ”

Tartar frowned suspiciously and asked, "How did something for fun end up here?" Is there something going on around you? ”

After that, he remembered that the thirty people sent out had not yet returned, and he couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart.

The Han man said calmly: "Fireworks are expensive to make, and they are rare in themselves. Some aristocratic sons were used for fun and appreciation, and we can see it in the mountains because it flies high enough. In fact, the person who set off the fireworks may still be thirty miles away! ”

Tartar listened with suspicion, but because he had never seen it, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

beckoned the two of them and told them to go outside the village to find out the news, and then they took the Han man into the house together.

Inside the room was a young man, his hands tied in the air, his body covered in blood, his head half-tilted silently, and he couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead.

The Tartar asked someone to splash him with cold water, and after stimulating the other party to wake up, he motioned to the Han man to continue the interrogation.

The Han man sighed lightly, thinking to himself about the henchmen beside the famous Seven Princes, which one was not a hard bone, how could they be knocked open so easily.

It has been almost a day since the other party was caught and tortured, and the other party was beaten and tortured without eating or drinking, but he never revealed a word......

It's all come to this, what else is there to ask?

It's better to kill something.

But these Tartars obviously value the Seven Princes very much, as long as it concerns the Seven Princes, they must be vigilant at the slightest disturbance.

So they believed Bai Qing's words, and this henchman messenger was also captured alive, and even the so-called "real fiancée" had to be lured over, in order to leave some more handles to blackmail the Seventh Prince.

But the Han man always felt that the woman named Bai Qing was just deliberately causing trouble for her own selfish interests.

What fiancée of the Seven Princes, what sweetheart or something, who has heard of it?

There is no such thing at all.

Don't talk about a woman, I'm afraid that Mount Tai is overwhelming, and the brave and warlike Seven Princes can not change their faces.

It's just that he can't help but obey the fence, and the Han man has to continue to interrogate the messenger.

From time to time, the bitter cries of the messenger were heard in the house, and the village was peaceful.

The two people who were sent out to investigate the movement were wiped by the thirteen people as soon as they went out. Then the team of twenty people divided into two parts and quietly touched the area around the stockade.

This stockade should be the old nest of the former mountain bandits, hidden but somewhat decayed and desolate, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find this side.

But I didn't expect that this place would become a nest for enemy spies.

Someone asked Thirteen, "My lord, when are we going to attack it?" ”

Thirteen stared at the stockade and lowered his voice: "Wait for Miss Zhao, there are many people in the stockade, we can't rush in." ”

The others squatted down and hid with bated breath, and it wasn't long before they heard movement behind them.

Five hundred men is also a small army, and it is natural that after the opening of the army, it will be more moving, and as soon as they approached, the thirteenth said: "We shall be the vanguard, and touch it first, otherwise we will soon be discovered." ”

Everyone was eager to try, and Thirteen immediately outflanked him as soon as he gave the order.

Probably acting in the dark, the people inside did not expect that anyone would touch the mountain, so most of the guards around the stockade were killed, and only then did the inside realize that something was wrong.

When they came back to their senses and gathered everyone to start the battle, Zhao Fuling had already rushed outside the stockade with his horses.

The situation was urgent, and the two sides barely communicated, but they cooperated very tacitly.

Countless city defenders raised their swords to attack, and Zhao Fuling rode a broken bamboo and jumped directly into the air along a low wall that was encircled.

These people probably didn't expect that someone would ride their horses into the mountains.

Brave and exceptionally smart, he and Zhao Fuling almost became one in a short period of time.

Zhao Fuling is full of exquisite martial arts, and the spear is even more superb. Coupled with the help of breaking bamboos, he was stunned to reveal the fighting intent of God to block and kill God and Buddha.

The Tartar army in the stockade had already panicked, and countless panicked and shocked words came out in a hurry, but Zhao Fuling couldn't understand a word.

She didn't need to understand, they had to win today's battle.

The other party retreated while fighting, Zhao Lingling sat on horseback and looked at everything, seeing that the enemy army wanted to disperse and break through and escape, Zhao Lingling suddenly turned around and shouted: "Ah Yue!" ”

Ah Yue turned around and saw that Zhao Lingling had snatched a knife from the enemy and threw it straight in the northwest direction.

The tip of the knife stabbed into a person's back, directly penetrating the opponent's body, and Ah Yue instantly understood what she meant.

"Come with me, don't let them run away."

Ah Yue led a group of people around him to pursue forward, while Zhao Lingling blocked the other side.

The cottage in front of a tea is still quiet and peaceful, but now it is shouting and shouting and killing the sky, and the fire is bright, illuminating the long night like day.

I don't know how long it took, but the fighting stopped. The mountains were silent, and the moonlight glittered to the treetops, but it was obviously desolate and desolate.

Zhao Fuling led the broken bamboo to a quiet place, told it to eat grass by itself, and then entered the village lobby.

There were 162 enemy troops in the village, and 150 were annihilated, and only 12 were left alive. These twelve people were captured by Ah Yue at this time and tied up in the lobby, and as soon as Zhao Fuling entered, they raised their heads and gritted their teeth to look over.

The people sitting in the hall saw Zhao Fuling coming in, and immediately got up and spoke in unison: "Miss Zhao." ”

Although it is called so, it is unconsciously, it has been faintly headed by Zhao Fuling.

Zhao Fuling was not polite, walked to the vacant seat left above and sat down, and after glancing around, he asked, "What about thirteen?" ”

Fang Qiu hurriedly said: "The thirteen brothers have taken a few brothers to continue the search, and they will come later." ”

Zhao Fuling nodded at this time, and her gaze fell on the faces of the twelve people who were kneeling in front of everyone, either seriously or lightly injured.

Among them, a man with his back bent and trembling but never daring to raise his head caught her attention.

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