Chapter Seventy-One: A Strong Man Breaks His Wrist

The sky began to brighten, and the white sunlight dispelled the darkness in the forest.

Guan Cheng stumbled deeper under the escort of more than a dozen personal guards, and the early morning dew soaked everyone's clothes, bringing a touch of chill that could not be scraped.

Everyone was already very tired, but the pace under their feet was not a little slow, and there was a company of pursuers in the rear.

The son of a prince like Liu Dong naturally won't suffer this hardship, and for him, the rewards and punishments are clearly the luck of the soldiers.

"Grandma's, this Chase is no wonder it is declining, it is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, this emperor in Yong'an City is afraid that he is not a rabbit, how can he give birth to a son who can run so well."

The scolding Jin Jun company commander touched the slippery face that didn't know whether it was sweat or dew, and the coolness kept him awake from exhaustion.

"Company commander, why don't you rest for a while, Guan Cheng's guy is a rabbit, the brothers are not, if you chase after it like this, there will be more and more people who will fall behind, and you will be tired if you don't catch up by then." Yousi Mao Baitian came up and gasped and said.

But in exchange for a blank eye.

Company Commander Wu Le sneered: "You dare? If you can't catch Guan Chenglai, do you guess if the prince will pick your skin. ”

Mao Baitian shuddered when he heard this, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"What, Mao Baitian, why don't you go back?"

Mao Baitian came back to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, no, the job is very energetic, very spiritual!" ”

"Really!"

Mao Baitian nodded again and again: "Really, absolutely, really can't be true." ”

Wu Le sneered: "Since this is the case, then your department will be the vanguard." ”

Mao Baitian's expression was stunned, but he could only clench his fists in Wu Le's cold snort.

Mao Baitian, who was speeding up again, was obviously unconvinced, but he was a little discouraged when he thought that he was just a farmer, not everyone could achieve Lin Zhiming's position.

However, Lin Zhiming seems to have died in battle, and it was the King of Jin who fled into a rabbit in front of him to do it.

In this way, isn't he even more powerful than Lin Zhiming, the first person who is known as the Sima of the Jin Kingdom?

Thinking of this, Mao Baitian was inexplicably a little excited, if he could catch King Jin, wouldn't he soar into the sky.

Mao Baitian's eyes gradually had something called light.

It's called desire, or crazy dreaming.

But the characteristic of dreams is that they are not in reality, but they believe in reality.

Mao Baitian felt that the strength in his body was a little more sufficient, and he had the strength to rush forward to the front of the team in great strides.

In fact, the pursuers of the Jin Army are not very far away from Guan Cheng and others, and the distance between the two is only three or four miles, which belongs to the level of a wild goose flying and flying, and a wild goose chasing and chasing.

Guan Cheng and the others were equally tired, and they didn't have time to stop and rest for a while.

Before the sun was halfway in the morning, Mao Baitian, who was a little deflated, finally saw the tail of Guan Cheng and the others.

"Head, look, Jin Jun, it's Jin Jun!" A soldier shouted excitedly.

When Mao Baitian heard it, he was directly forced to fight, and said viciously: "Lao Tzu can see it, are you afraid that the Jin army will not hear it when you brew it so loudly?" ”

In fact, it was difficult not to hear such a voice suddenly coming from the relatively quiet forest, not to mention that Guan Cheng and the others were extremely vigilant at this time.

When Mao Baitian waved his hand and raised his head again, he was embarrassed to find that the Jin army in front of him was looking at them backwards, and then looked at it, a young man in the middle had a dusty temperament, although he was a little embarrassed, but the fine armor on his body and the mountains and rivers of the purple golden soldiers around him instantly exposed his identity.

The two waves of people didn't move for a while, but Mao Baitian, a little clever ghost, quietly counted, and the number of the other party was less than twenty!

What a chance, this is simply sent to the door by God.

Mao Baitian secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and roared angrily forward: "Brothers, the one who won the Jin King will be promoted to three levels in a row, and kill Lao Tzu~~"

Before the words fell, Mao Baitian had already rushed forward, and the soldiers behind him immediately followed and quickly overtook Mao Baitian, who was running "rapidly".

In the shouting of killing, Guan Cheng and the others also reacted.

"Your Highness, you go first, and your subordinates will stop them." A rail commander stood up and rushed towards Jin Jun with his sword in his hand, and Guan Cheng didn't even have time to shout the words of retention.

"Your Highness, your subordinate Liang Shuo, don't let your subordinate die in vain! Come on! ”

Rail Changchong's obligation to look back, without even looking back.

"Your Highness, let's go, if the Jin soldiers catch up again, the beam rail commander will not be able to look away!"

Guan Cheng also knew that this was not the time to sensationalize, these people must be just the vanguard of the Jin Army, and there was absolutely no possibility of victory with the hard work of the men and horses in their hands.

The tiger's eyes gradually filled with tears, Guan Cheng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and turned to leave.

Seeing that the duck that was about to reach his beak actually fluttered his wings, Mao Baitian's heart was on fire, and he looked at the few Jin soldiers in front of him, and his eyes were like flames burning.

"You, you, clean them up." Mao Baitian casually pointed to the two track chiefs and said in a cold voice: "The rest of the people are chasing after Lao Tzu, and they must not let Guan Chengxiaoer go." ”

Mao Baitian knew that both sides were extremely tired, and Guan Cheng couldn't run far even if he wanted to.

But the moment Liang Shuo turned around, he threw life and death behind him, and where would Mao Baitian succeed easily.

Although the Jin army has a large number of people, it is ten times that of Liang Shuo, but Liang Shuo and the others are clearly rushing to die, even if they sacrifice themselves for the king of Jin, this kind of momentum has already crushed the Jin army at the beginning.

Although it was five people, it played the self-confidence of five hundred people.

Liang Shuo held the long sword in both hands and slashed at the enemy in front of him, and the golden soldier hurriedly raised his long song to block it, but it was split from the top of his head by Liang Shuo's sword, and the white and red splashed all around.

The rest of the Jin soldiers were not to be outdone, although Datong declined, it was brilliant at all, and it was not much pressure on Guan Cheng to get together a few guards, so the guards brought out by Guan Cheng this time were all strong and ruthless.

Obviously the superior force but was pressed and beaten by the enemy soldiers who were far less than his own, Mao Baitian's heart did not mention how aggrieved, but he didn't dare to go up, since he became the boss, his aggressiveness gradually relaxed, with his force, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hold a few rounds in the hands of the Jin army commander.

Relying on the remaining ten people, although they are two to one, Mao Baitian also believes that these ten people are definitely the existence of sending people to the military industry.

There were still more than a dozen guards around Guan Cheng, and in the woods, the military formation could not be deployed at all, so he could only surround the latter and use refueling tactics.

Mao Baitian easily chose the first option and gave up the operation of pursuing Guan Cheng.

He firmly believes that Guan Cheng will not run far.

"Catch Lao Tzu alive!" Looking at the Jin soldiers who were surrounded, Mao Baitian felt sorry for the big fish that ran away, but his heart was also dark.

There are even soldiers who carry hemp rope two fingers thick, which is spread out for dozens of meters.

The two of them grabbed each other's ends, shouting one, two, three, and the soldiers fighting in front quickly retreated or squatted, and easily brought a few people to the ground in the puzzled and then shocked eyes of Liang Shuo and others.

Then the successful Jin sergeant pounced straight up, pressing the Jin sergeant under him and unable to move.

Liang Shuo, captured!