The noise is overwhelming.

But unlike before, there was more horror in the noise.

The head flew, the fat body was still sitting on the horse, and the surrounding wasters pounced on it.

Huo Lian didn't step forward again, didn't even take a look at the flying head, and the moment he threw the sword out, he had already run in the direction where the sword came from.

I don't know if I threw the sword and used all my strength, or if I was scarred and exhausted all the way here, the girl was lying on the ground.

Huo Lian rushed over and rolled on the spot, avoiding the horses' hooves and the tip of the knife of the desolate people, and soon the surviving Northern Navy and Moxia rushed up and quickly surrounded the two of them.

Because of the sudden change, the Razors fell into a frenzy, either at a loss or flocking to the lords, and the siege they were subjected to was much lessened.

"Seven stars—" Huo Lian also took the opportunity to look at the person in his arms.

Like everyone else, covered in blood, she couldn't tell if there were fatal injuries, her face was pale, and Huo Lian shook without any reaction.

"Seven stars!" Huo Lian kept shouting, reaching out to touch her face.

Cool skin.

He subconsciously put his hand on her mouth and nose.

The body couldn't help but stiffen.

At this moment, there was a tremor in the distance, and there was rolling and thunder in all directions.

Have the Razors been killed?

They were already surrounded by the Razors, and there were not many survivors, plus if they killed most of the masters, the crazy Razors would definitely chop them into pulp.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, I didn't want to live.

It's worth dying.

Huo Lian put the person in her arms on the ground, glanced at her face again, and grabbed the scattered weapons from the side.

But the Beihai soldiers here have already shouted wildly.

"It's our people—"

"It's a reinforcement from the Northern Navy—"

Reinforcements arrived? Huo Lian raised his head and faintly saw the familiar military flag, as well as the flying "six" flag.

.......

.......

"Brother—"

Liang Liuzi shouted while urging the horse to gallop, as if he had been shouting all the way, and his voice was hoarse.

"Brother, I'm coming, I'm coming—"

The lieutenants around him galloped to catch up with him, and shouted loudly, "Sixth general, we still have time—"

Liang Liuzi shouted in the wind, "It's time for a fart—I'm not a three-year-old—"

His voice was like crying and laughing.

"It's all like this, how can he hold on?"

"What can I do? All I need to do is snatch back the corpse of my fifth brother—"

The adjutant generals also looked sad, that's right, snatching back the corpses of the five generals so as not to be taken away by the people who razed the wilderness, this is a humiliation to the five generals, and it is also a blow to the morale of the Northern Navy.

At this moment, the people in front of them were restless and chaotic, mixed with the shouts from ahead, "Most of the masters are dead"

Who died?

Most of the masters?

Not General Liang Wu?

The lieutenants were stunned and then ecstatic.

"The Lord is going to die!" They shouted, "Six generals, the Lord of the Wastelands is about to die!"

Liang Liuzi raised his hand to wipe his nose and tears, and laughed wildly: "I know, I know that my fifth brother is not ordinary!"

After that, he urged the horse to chant again.

"Don't let the Wastelanders run away—grab the head of the Lord of the Major, and get a reward—"

.......

.......

In the face of the boundless Northern Navy, coupled with the fact that the leader was dead, the exhausted people fell into a panic, had no intention of fighting, and could not organize a decent attack and defense, and soon collapsed.

The fiercest battle was the scramble for the corpses of most of the masters.

In the end, the desolate people rushed to retreat.

Liang Liuzi laughed and raised the head of the majority master.

"Most of this White Tiger is the head of this

Shape? He doesn't look like his grandfather." He also commented.

The lieutenants laughed, "The people of the wilderness all look the same."

As he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and the faces of the lieutenants in the rear changed slightly, and they stood up straight and guarded.

Liang Liuzi turned his head to look, and when he saw Huo Lian, his face froze.

"You!" He had to say something and didn't know what to say.

He didn't know that Huo Lian was coming when he came, and he was shocked to see the figure of the Du Cha Si Guards in the scuffle, and only after asking did he know that Huo Lian was coming, and he also "kidnapped" some soldiers to listen to his transfer.

Anyway, it's a kill.

It's hard for him to say something too ugly.

But he didn't want to say nice things!

The next moment, I saw Huo Lian's gaze fall on the head he was holding.

"Where did you get it?" Huo Lian asked.

Liang Liuzi subconsciously said, "It's here." Then he moved his head behind him, raised his eyebrows and shouted, "This is what I snatched, don't you want to snatch it."

Huo Lian walked towards him step by step, the lieutenant generals didn't know whether to stop him or not, Liang Liuzi had already clenched another fist, as long as Huo Lian dared to rob him, he would dare to beat him!

Huo Lian stepped past him, then lowered his head and picked up a long sword from the ground covered in blood-stained corpse weapons.

He turned around again and stood in front of Liang Liuzi.

"Didn't they tell you?" Huo Lian said, "I cut off most of the heads of the masters."

After saying that, the long sword pierced through the head held in Liang Liuzi's hand, and blood splashed Liang Liuzi's face.

Liang Liuzi let out a loud shout.

Huo Lian raised his hand, withdrew his long sword, and hung his head over him.

"Thank you for picking it up for me."

Watching Huo Lian walk away, Liang Liuzi scolded: "This dog thing-" He raised his foot to catch up, but was stopped by the lieutenant generals.

"The general is angry."

"General, don't be like him."

"The people of the wilderness have not gone far, the situation on the battlefield is undecided, don't have civil strife."

While there was a lot of noise, a soldier rushed over, "Sixth General, go and see the Fifth General."

Liang Liuzi directly entered the battlefield, and did not bother to go to Liang Wuzi, only divided a team of soldiers and horses.

"The five generals are a little ......" The soldier's face was a little unsightly, and his voice was low, "It's not good."

Hearing this, Liang Liuzi's face was also very bad, and without saying a word, he ran in the direction where the soldiers came, and the lieutenants followed, and the ground shook again.

Huo Lian looked back, the battlefield where the battle ended was full of soldiers running, looking for undead enemies, finding wounded companions, collecting the corpses of comrades, some people were shouting and some were crying.

He retracted his gaze and walked forward, there was a group of people who did not wear military robes gathered here, there were the surviving guards of the Du Cha Division, and there were a few ink heroes, but they didn't see Chen Shi, but Meng Xi was there.

They looked sad and guarded the seven stars lying on the ground.

Seeing Huo Lian coming, Meng Xichang stepped forward and said, "Miss Seven Stars is a little bad.......

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Huo Lian.

"She's not bad." He said, "She's fine."

Another ink man frowned and stepped forward: "Miss Seven Stars' breathing is very weak, almost no ......."

"Nonsense!" Huo Lian interrupted again, and the person also arrived here, reached out and put the long sword on Qixing's body, and also picked up her hand and let her grasp the sword.

But the woman, whose face was calm and seemed to be asleep, hung down weakly and could not hold the sword.

Watching the hand slip down, it was a lifeless action, and the faces of the others were even more unsightly.

"Let's go back to the medic quickly." Meng Xichang said.

There are no more military doctors here.

Huo Lian ignored it, thought about it, reached out and tore open the robe, tore it into one, first put the sword in Qixing's arms, and then tied her hand and sword with a rope, this time the hand did not slip again.

Huo Lian said, "That's not it."

Laugh at it.

Crazy? Meng Xichang and the others looked surprised.

But then Huo Lian not only tied the sword to Qixing, but also tied Qixing to himself, but seeing that he was going to rush back with Qixing for treatment, the ink heroes didn't say much.

There are still many people who need to be treated, except for those who stay to clean up the battlefield and track down the movements of the desolate people, some soldiers and horses began to escort the wounded back to the nearest fort, where doctors have already assembled.

Huo Lian didn't let any soldiers and horses escort her, let alone meet anyone, and galloped away directly, leaving behind the guards and Moxia of the Metropolitan Inspectorate.

Huo Lian urged the horse to gallop, holding the reins in one hand and the woman tied in front of him with the other.

They don't understand.

The woman is fine.

It doesn't matter if you're breathing weakly, you're unconscious, it's fine.

He'd seen it before.

The woman rushed in and threw herself into his arms, bloodied, and her breath was almost completely gone, like a dead person.

But as long as you give her the sword and tie it for a few days, it will be fine, and she can cut the chain and run.

So, it's going to be fine.

He looked down at the woman who was quiet in his arms, his arms tightened.