Qiang Ren looked embarrassed, and grabbed the waistband of his pants with both hands: "Female general, take it off, won't the pants fall off?" ”

Seeing that there was a stalemate here, the soldiers standing guard not far away exchanged glances and were all on guard.

Chang Long had just finished breakfast and was about to come over to take a shift, when he saw Mo Lingfeng and the Qiang people confronting him, he carried a long knife and led the ten people under his hand to change the guard together, and walked to Mo Lingfeng: "Mo Zhonghou, what's wrong?" ”

Mo Lingfeng said: "I see that the shape of this hook knife is suspicious, and I want him to take off the thing on his waist to see." ”

The face of one of the Qiang people changed, and soon returned to his usual appearance, and he pitifully begged for mercy.

"Huh?" Chang Long picked up the hook knife and looked at it, only to feel that it was bigger and more curved than the usual hook knife, and there was a bulge at the handle that could be connected to a long rod, but other than that, there was nothing else unusual.

Just as he was about to say that Mo Lingfeng was suspicious, he suddenly remembered the rumor he had heard in his mind - the Kyoto North and South Workshop had newly created a new blade, which could restrain the golden captive Iron Floating Slaughter, and called the Wind Sword.

This knife was only sent to the fortress, so that the general in the army could refer to whether it was suitable for use, he heard that it was a bit like a hook knife, could it be that this was a knife stolen by the golden people!

His face froze, and he looked at the Qiang people: "I'll carry your pants for you, and you take the things on your waist, or you can carry your pants yourself, and I'll take them." ”

The Qiang man was very embarrassed to untie the belt, and his hands trembled a little, revealing the copper coins that were tightly strung in the belt.

"Look, female general, it's really copper coins."

Chang Long frowned, and just when he thought that Mo Lingfeng had made a mistake, Mo Lingfeng suddenly reached out and pulled out a long, thin iron chain from behind the copper coin.

Before the chain could be fully drawn, one of the Qiang people shouted angrily, and with lightning speed, he picked up a hook knife and slashed straight towards Mo Lingfeng.

Yin Nan has always been on guard, and when he saw this, he carried Mo Lingfeng behind him with one hand, and at the same time flew up and kicked at the wrist of the Qiang people, and the Qiang people had severe pain in their hands, but the knife did not leave their hands, and with a long roar, the three of them fled separately.

One of the Qiang men slew towards the Shuo River, the other slew towards the horse farm, and another slashed in the direction of the city gate.

The helpless people were stunned, and stood in place not knowing how to dodge, until one of the people who stood in the way suddenly let the hook knife cut his neck, blood splattered, and fell to the grass, and then everyone came back to their senses, hugged their heads and scurried, and screamed silently.

The well-fed soldiers couldn't keep up with the speed of the Qiang people at all, and only Chang Longwu was born and worked tirelessly all day long, and he could still catch up.

Mo Lingfeng was very calm, while directing the soldiers to get people, on the other hand, commanding people to send letters to the fortress, and on the other hand, asking Yin Nan to go back immediately and tell Zhao Shiheng that the north and south workshops have made detailed works, and they will definitely be cleaned on a large scale.

Yin Nan didn't dare to leave Mo Lingfeng, but Mo Lingfeng's order, she had to listen, so she could only stuff Mo Lingfeng to a place where there were many soldiers, and the wind swept away.

At this time, Wu Jin had already left far away, suddenly heard the scuffle, and immediately turned around, and saw Xi Guan's child stunned in place, and a Qiang man approached with a knife, and he was about to kill the child who was blocking the road under the knife.

"Not good!" He immediately took a step forward and ran in the direction of the child, while picking up a basket and throwing it at the Qiang man with all his might.

"Bang", the tip of the Qiang man's knife made the basket smash in a different direction, almost out of his hand, Chang Long has been chasing behind, taking this opportunity, pounced, threw the Qiang man to the ground, and grabbed the knife.

Qiang was strong, struggled to flip from under Chang Long, raised his leg and kicked Chang Long in the chest.

The child was still standing in place, crying, Wu Jin ran over, picked up the child, and ran to Xi Guan.

Xi Guan also raised his hand to usher in, hugged the child, and hurriedly entered the horse garden to hide, Wu Jin was about to run away, but he heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, his heart was awe-inspiring, he rolled on the spot, and when he looked up again, he saw a hook knife coming in the wind and inserting it into Xi Guan's back dullly.

There was no blood, Xi Guan held the child, staggered and ran forward a few steps, before holding the child and throwing himself to the ground, trying his best to stretch out his hand and cover the child's mouth.

Wu Jin's eyes widened, watching the blood soak through the cyan short brown little by little, and the hook knife was stuck in the blood, cutting through the peace and hypocrisy of Kuanzhou City.

The child was young and didn't understand anything, and cried under his father's gradually cold palm, and the Qiang and Changlong chased and beat them all the way into the horse garden, and the soldiers also followed in a swarm, turning the horse garden upside down.

Wu Jin's heart was horrified, there was only a cloudless soldier in front of him, and the horses had also run away, and they were running around with their hooves spread.

Where is the Leaf?

He rolled and crawled under the horse's hooves, pulled the child out of Xi Guan's arms, lest the child let the horse's hooves become mud, and pushed the child between the two pillars.

"Don't move," he patted the crying child, "don't move, stay here, don't move!" ”

He turned his head to look for Mo Lingfeng.

The eyes were chaotic, the horses were neighing wildly, the people were running madly, the flowers and plants were lodging, and every Qiang man was covered with soldiers - the Qiang people were fierce and good at fighting, and it was common for them to be ten with one, and ordinary soldiers were not opponents at all.

It wasn't until he couldn't stand up in a mess that he saw Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng stood among the soldiers by the Shuo River, but the soldiers were defeated and retreated, and even Mo Lingfeng was exposed to the Qiang people's swords, full of danger.

Yin Nan is not here!

Wu Jin's heart jumped suddenly, and he rushed into the chaotic whirlpool, against the crowd of horses, and went straight over.

"Leaf!"

The tall horses squeezed around him, stumbling under his feet, and even the weeds were knotted, making it difficult for him to walk.

Little by little, he avoided the sword light, avoided the horse's hooves, and approached Mo Lingfeng, his wheezing sound was thick and rapid, and he used all his strength to protect Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng looked at him in astonishment, seeing that he was clenching his teeth, sweating profusely, his turban was missing, his hair was scattered, and he was embarrassed, and he was standing in front of him with only a flat pole.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Wu Jin hard: "Run." ”

"Run!" He also used his rough left hand to hold Mo Lingfeng's hand, and with his right hand he used a flat pole as a weapon, and he didn't go back to the far side of the Shuo River with Mo Lingfeng.

He ran very fast, ran out of his face covered with sweat, the money bag around his waist was upside down, and the broken copper coins in it fell out, he couldn't take care of the copper coins, and when he looked back, he saw two dead grass beaters at the city gate.

He even saw Liu Boyu sitting on the ground, dodging while stretching out his arms to hide the gems covered under the grass - it turned out that it was not a grass beater, but a leaky merchant.

Wu Jin didn't look at it anymore, grabbed Mo Lingfeng's hand tightly, and ran away in a fog, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

Come on!

Other than that, he couldn't think much about it.

When the commotion calmed down for the soldiers, he almost ran out for 108,000 miles with Mo Lingfeng, and there was no one around, except for a knee-high field of grass.