At the moment when he fell to his knees on the ground, he breathed heavily.

Yun Qing also raised his head slightly, and it can be regarded as finally having some time and mood to see the current situation of the other rookies fighting.

At a glance, I found that the situation of other people was not much better.

Suddenly, the mood in my heart was actually much better.

Specifically, Xiong Da, a retired non-commissioned officer of PLA, is also bent over at the moment, supporting his hands on his knees, and gasping for breath in his mouth.

It's like an old cow who has just plowed ten acres of land, and his face is also very pale.

The reason for this is that there is a long knife mark on his chest, and one of the jackets on his body is cut apart.

If it weren't for the fact that before the battle, everyone was wearing a good chain mail under their coats, and they would have been disemboweled.

And his opponent, a white-bearded old Tibetan man, had already fallen to the ground with his head held high.

A spear deep into his lower abdomen should have been his fatal wound.

The God of Wealth, a little sweet girl, didn't care about the blood stains on the ground, and even had a lot of stumps and broken arms, and knelt on the ground on all fours.

In a string of 'wow wow~' sounds, the current one is secretly spitting.

It seems that even jaundice water has to be spit out.

As for her opponent, a slightly lame Tibetan warrior, only a headless corpse was now left two or three meters away.

The head of the person who was cut off by the neck did not know where it had tumbled for a long time.

It was also like this, a large amount of blood flowed out of the neat wound on the neck, and gathered on the ground into a pool of blood stains of the boss, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

It is estimated that because of such a scene, the God of Wealth was completely uncontrollable.

The cousin of the concubine was squatting next to her at the moment, patting the God of Wealth on the back and handing over a piece of her handkerchief.

On the one hand, there are some suspicions of driving, comforting his cousin:

"It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just hacking a person to death? It's a normal thing, that is, I was a little unaccustomed to it for the first time, and I won't throw up it later......"

The young man with the little white face continued to fight at this moment; Or, to be more precise, his opponent was already lying on the ground and dead.

But the little white face who had entered a state of madness was still slashing at the man's back.

In a short period of time, the opponent's back has been slashed to pieces; Boy! God knows what this little brother has experienced in the battle just now.

And this buddy doesn't know why, so he can go out and die; But in the first life-and-death fight, the mental pressure is not gritted teeth, and you can persevere.

In the case of the cross, this college student, who is said to be able to taekwondo and Wing Chun, is still fighting.

To be more precise, it was a fight with a Tibetan boy with empty hands who waved his fist and the weapon in his hand was also dropped.

I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous mentally.

Anyway, there is no difference between the move and the village Han's fight, the two sides take turns to punch Wang Ba, you punch, I punch each other in greeting each other.

I can't see any taekwondo black belt, and I can't see my posture of being good at Wing Chun.

Fortunately, the little brother of the cross is obviously better in terms of physical fitness and strength, and he has the upper hand at present, and it seems that he will be able to put the other party down soon......

*****

In a short period of time, Yun Qing just took the battlefield in front of him into his eyes, but he always felt as if he was missing something.

After thinking about it for a while, my braincase, which was still a little dizzy because of the lack of oxygen before, thought about it for a while.

Yun Qing suddenly reacted, by the way, that Camellia girl is a girl, it can't be that she died in the battle just now, right?

It turned out that after taking a look at it just now, Yun Qing didn't see the camellia.

Although the two sides have known each other for more than ten hours, they have not even spoken a word; But the thought that the other side may have died in battle.

The young Dao Chief's heart was suddenly filled with a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Fortunately, soon after, he faintly heard something in his ears, but when he turned his head to look, he found that the girl was sitting on the ground, crying profusely.

A Tibetan warrior fell in front of her after being shot through the neck.

With her clothes that were not messy at all, and a long knife in her hand without the slightest trace of blood; Everything shows that this girl didn't have the courage to shoot at all in the battle just now, and she was directly paralyzed on the ground by fright.

I don't know which old bird in the team shot an arrow at a critical moment and saved her life in time.

But even so, this girl still seems to be frightened; Even under the illumination of the surrounding fire, I could faintly see a big wet lump between my legs, and I thought I was scared to pee.

But then again, for Camellia's current performance, Yun Qing still doesn't mean to look down on it at all.

Because the impression that the other party gave him from beginning to end should belong to the kind of soft girl who will scream when she sees a cockroach.

Such a bloody fight was indeed too crazy for her.

The key is that this girl still hasn't thrown away the long knife in her hand until now, and such a detail makes him look at it highly.

In short, although these rookies are a little embarrassed this time, they should still be good, right?

After all kinds of thoughts came up in his heart, Yun Qing gradually let go of Hu Biao's resentment of dying on the street.

even thanked each other for their good intentions.

Because he knows his own affairs, since he killed an opponent with his own hands, he found that his emotions on the battlefield were far less nervous than they were at the beginning.

It's a pity that Yun Qing didn't maintain such gratitude to Hu Biao for a minute.

It was after a rookie who fought with his opponent for a while, and finally got his senses; I finally remembered myself, and it seems that I still know how to Wing Chun.

After seizing an opportunity, he threw a punch at the Tibetan boy who was fighting with him, and his spleen was in an inch of strength.

Suddenly, the Tibetan boy was holding his upper left abdomen, and after falling to the ground, he curled up into a prawn-like shape.

Death, naturally, is not dead, but there is no longer the slightest combat effectiveness.

At such a time, except for some Tubo and Hu people who fell to the ground, after the huge Qiuzi City was full of eyes, it can be said that there is no opponent who can stand.

At this point, the battle of the Xuange Battalion's raid on Qiuzi City is basically over; and ignored the difficult battle process of a group of rookies, which can be regarded as a hearty one.

It was also at such a time that Hu Biao, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, finally came over.

After patting Yun Qing on the shoulder, he gave some comments that should be regarded as compliments, as well as some other suggestions:

"Daoist Yunqing, good job.

Although your fancy ancestral swordsmanship really has no effect on the battlefield; And you don't have to be soft-hearted, if you continue like this, it will kill you one day.

But anyway, as a rookie who fights for life and death for the first time, his performance is good.

That's right! If you're happy with your weapon, I'd suggest you marinate it with a little more salt and spices to keep it longer. ”

After hearing such a sentence, Yun Qing reacted a little.

What else did you say about the camellia, the girl who kept clutching the long knife in her hand and didn't throw it away; The weapon that was inadvertently grabbed in his hand at the beginning has not been thrown away now.

Don't talk about it! Yun Qing really had some ideas to keep this commemorative weapon.

Even after the mission is over, bring it back to the modern plane to make it into an heirloom.

The result? When he saw clearly that his right hand was holding a bloody arm of a Tibetan man, which should still be his left hand, he instinctively threw it away.

Special! No wonder I feel that this weapon is the thickness of the wrist.

The position he grabbed before was the wrist of this broken arm, isn't that just the kind of feeling......

(End of chapter)