Looking at Aunt Zhang, who was constantly calling Uncle Ma in the house, Dongzhang quietly retreated.

Dongzhang, who had examined Uncle Ma's body, knew that there was no way out, he had already injured his internal organs, which was a very serious internal injury, so leave the last time to the two of them.

Next, Dongzhang has more important things to do, that is, to completely eliminate the remaining Mongolian soldiers.

Dongzhang gloomy face all the way through the messy and dilapidated village, listening to the constant crying in his ears, his mood became heavier and heavier, from walking and walking to walking quickly and finally galloping and running, the whole body flowed with the drumming true qi, so that Dongzhang reached a distance of seven or eight meters with every step out, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like an afterimage, leaving only deep footprints on the ground.

On the official road more than ten miles away from Niujia Village, a group of fifteen Mongolian soldiers rode tall horses and laughed and played, unaware that a mad beast was chasing them behind them.

The bearded man at the head laughed wildly with a red face: "Brothers, this time I came out to harvest quite well, should we go to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion or the Hidden Flower Building next?" ”

"A few days ago, I saw that the new little lady skin in Baihua Pavilion was good, so I went there, how about it?"

"We will go wherever the captain says, listen to the captain, anyway, the captain eats meat, and leaves a few mouthfuls of hot soup for the brothers to taste, do you say yes, hahahahahaha."

A clever rough-faced man echoed, and then the younger brothers also burst into laughter, the scene was quite relaxed, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the disaster that had just been brought to Niujia Village.

A group of men and horses walked slowly towards the nearby town, but they didn't know that a grim reaper was approaching behind them.

Dongzhang at the other end ran wildly for more than ten miles along the horseshoe prints, and finally saw this team of fifteen Mongolian soldiers on a wide official road, and his gloomy eyes narrowed slightly.

With both feet lucky, a vertical jump flew to the last horse of the Mongolian soldiers, and before the Mongolian soldiers on horseback reacted, the sword was unsheathed and kicked the headless corpse off the horse, at this time, the fourteenth person in front finally reacted, and pulled out his scimitar and glared at the gray-clothed young man who was standing firmly behind him and shouted angrily:

"What man!?"

"Bold!!"

Then they grabbed the reins and surrounded the war horse that Dongzhang was standing on, and the beard looked at the brother whose head was cut off, and the wine woke up seven or eight points in an instant, and the scimitar on the horse was pointed directly at Dongzhang standing on horseback and shouted angrily: "Bold thief, do you know who we are?" ”

Facing the encirclement of everyone, Dongzhang said calmly as usual: "I don't care who you are, I'll only ask once." ”

"Have you just been to Niujia Village?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Who should I be, it turns out that I came to ask for an explanation for the untouchables in Niujia Village." ”

"Yes, we robbed those untouchables, and if you kill my brothers, you won't survive today, brothers! Above! Kill him and avenge your brother! ”

"Woooooooooo

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

As soon as the nonsense fell, a group of Mongolian soldiers screamed and beat the horse and went to Dongzhang, a group of people crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the skill of driving the horse was quite good, but Dongzhang, who was standing on horseback, was not afraid at all, and even sneered:

"That's good, I'll kill you barbarians today."

"Stinky boy, watch the master cut you off the horse with a knife!"

A cavalry galloped to Dongzhang, waving a scimitar in his hand, approaching Dongzhang, his body bent to the horse's belly, and the scimitar in his hand struggled to cut Dongzhang's feet.

But the scimitar has not been able to touch Dongzhang's feet and the hand holding the knife has been Qi Gen flew into the air, and the head has been pierced through the head by Dongzhang's sword before the person howled, and the moment the sword was drawn brought out a lot of red and white things, and the person also fell off the horse, saying that it was too late and that was fast, in fact, it was just a matter of a moment, just assassinated a person and two horses swung their knives out of Dongzhang from different directions.

Although this group of Mongolian soldiers has no internal skills, they have practiced the combined attack technique in the army for many years, you come and go, never give the opponent any respite, ordinary martial arts people will have a lot of trouble when they encounter it, and a careless person may also fall into their way.

At this time, in the face of the scimitar that came back and forth, Dongzhang immediately gave up the original horseback, avoided the two Hanmang steel knives with a vertical jump, and cut the head of a Mongolian soldier neatly with a backhand sword in the air.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he grabbed the tail of the horse that was running forward with his left hand, and by the reaction force, he instantly jumped on the painful war horse, squatted and bent his body, and stood in front of him with a long sword full of internal force, blocking the two waving scimitars, and then quickly slashed off the head of one of the horses with a backhand sword.

War horses flew one after another, and in just a moment, the team of fifteen people was easily beheaded by Dongzhang, looking at the mysterious young man with blood-stained sleeves, he knew that this time he had encountered a hard stubble.

began to regroup the team and surrounded Dongzhang and kept wandering, looking for an opportunity to attack again, while Dongzhang stood up on horseback and shook the blood stains on the long sword casually, holding a stainless steel sword and looking at the Mongolian soldiers and iron horsemen wandering around with an expressionless face.

The cold eyes narrowed, and there was already a quick countermeasure to break the enemy in his heart, this group of Mongolian soldiers were all playing clockwise around Dongzhang in a circle, and Dongzhang practiced sword drawing day and night What he pursued was a quick word, the art of quickly cutting the enemy.

This time, after having a plan in his heart, he did not wait for the enemy to come forward, but began to take the initiative to attack, only to see Dongzhang, who was still standing just now, squatting down at this time, his knees secretly accumulating, his long sword in his hand, and his eyes looked coldly at the Mongolian soldiers around him.

When he saw Dongzhang's action, the captain's beard couldn't help but stare at him, and he couldn't help shouting: "Everyone be careful, he's going to make a move!" ”

But before the sound could be made, Dongzhang had already flown towards a nearby Mongolian soldier like an unsheathed sword, and the huge force of his legs knocked over the originally standing war horse, and under the incredible eyes of the Mongolian soldier, he took away a fresh life in an instant.

Kicking over the headless corpse, Dongzhang's long sword instantly backhanded, bent his knees and jumped on the back of the horse in front of him, because the horse team was surrounded by a circle, so the Mongolian soldiers in front of Dongzhang were all facing away from him, and every time he stepped on a horseback, he took away a life, without exception.

After Dongzhang quickly killed seven or eight Mongolian soldiers, the team reacted instantly, and everyone grabbed the reins and beat the horses to stand, but it was too late, at this time the whole team only had four or five Mongolian soldiers left, and it was impossible to besiege Dongzhang.

In order to prevent them from retreating, Dongzhang simply floated to the ground, rushed to the rest of the Mongolian soldiers with a sword, relying on the deep inner breath, and took a breath to pierce the horse pile, left and right, the four war horses were easily cut throats by Dongzhang, and only the bearded horse narrowly avoided Dongzhang's throat.

Looking at the four Mongolian soldiers who fell to the ground, Dongzhang chuckled and stepped forward, leaving the blessing of the war horse, and the well-trained Mongolian soldiers were as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in front of Dongzhang, who was a cultivated man.

And the only bearded man who sat on horseback and had experienced a hundred battles was finally killed by Dongzhang, his face changed rapidly, and he grabbed the reins and turned the horse's head to flee the scene.

And Dongzhang just shook the blood stains on the sword, looked at the beard and turned the horse's head to escape, and said softly:

"Can you escape..."