Tianqi frost and snow Please enter the urn and set up an ambush, and the Pinghu Broken Moon Treasure Spear

"The big boss! The big boss! The poor don't chase after you! Be careful not to be tricked!"

Xu Ji panted and climbed the watchtower, but he could only see the smoke and dust raised by the army down.

Mo said that Chu Huai chased out of half a mile, and he couldn't hear Xu Ji's shout for a long time, but he heard it, the Black Mountain Village lost troops in this battle, the troops were seven or eight out of ten, and the three leaders broke two, one dead and one disabled, how could he let Zu Cu and the others leave so easily.

Xu Ji watched the people and horses that were killed gradually moving away, and sat on the watchtower with a blank expression. Since the other party symbolically only left these corpses, he must have made arrangements early and invited you into the urn.

Zu Cu and Chu Huai's soldiers and horses, chased and fled, and they had turned around the valley in a short time. Compared to the terrain of the Ichima River in the valley, this place has become steeply narrower. The cliffs on both sides are towering, sandwiching the middle and small paths into a line, allowing only two people to travel side by side. The valley where the Black Mountain Village is located is also relying on the danger of the high gorge and has never been attacked from the outside for many years. If it weren't for the fact that the Qing Dynasty had not explored for many days, the troops who followed the grass valley removed the sentry posts along the way, and it was not time to return to the village to hand over, there was no way to find anything unusual, so that the Zu Jie cavalry arrived at the mouth of the valley unconsciously.

Qing Wei turned around and fought with Fang Xuan, fighting all the way, and each suffered losses. Qing Wei always put on a posture of weak follow-up, which attracted Fang Xuan's enthusiasm and chased him into the gorge as much as he could, without doubting him.

Chu Huai is worthy of being in the rivers and lakes for many years, and when he saw that the terrain had changed, he raised his hand to signal his subordinates to slow down the march. Seeing Fang Xuan rushing in with his head bored, he didn't see any signs of an ambush for a long time, and he was a little calm, but he still walked slowly with his soldiers and horses.

The wooden frame with the rolling stones shook slightly, and Liu Kun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stabilize it. The soldiers beside him were all engrossed in the bottom of the mountain wall, like clay sculptures. Even though the biting cold wind blew across his cheeks like a dagger, penetrating into the already thick robe, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Liu Kun's hand holding the Ling Qi was raised high, frozen in the air, although it was like his frozen white lips, he kept shivering, but he was never in a hurry to wave it. The target this time is Chu Huai, if he fights for a while, he will eventually ruin the plan to suppress bandits.

Seeing Chu Huai rubbing like this, Zu Cuo came to his heart and glanced at Qingwei, and Qingwei suddenly felt at ease. Zu Que, who had fled to the front, suddenly commanded the troops to stop, the archers lined up, and the spearmen held back their horses, completely blocking the path. Qing Wei in the back took the opportunity to lead people through, but Fang Xuan, who was pursuing, was stopped.

Fang Xuanzheng is on the rise, seeing that he can capture Qingwei alive, how can he miss the opportunity. But he also knew the power of the horse rejection formation, coupled with the narrow road, there was nowhere to dodge the bow and arrow, so he sent his corporal to charge the formation.

But these minions are from the Black Mountain Cottage, and secondly, this is obviously a matter of death, so naturally they are not as brave as chasing and killing. Seeing that Qing Wei was about to escape, Fang Xuan was in a hurry, and cut down several minions on his side one after another, forcing them to rush forward and rush into battle.

"Chu Huai! Why is it so procrastinated! If you run away from Xiao Qingwei, I will give His Royal Highness the Prince of Ming Shi and punish you for the crime of collaborating with the enemy!"

Chu Huai really panicked when he heard this, and seeing that Fang Xuan had been fighting in this gorge for a long time and had not been ambushed, Zu Xuan put down a position and was eager to cover Qing Wei's life, thinking that he had no plan to lure the enemy, so he hurriedly rushed to bring reinforcements.

"Fang Shao, don't panic, wait for Chu to come to help!"

When Chu Huai was halfway through, Liu Kun found the right time to wave the order flag, and for a while, the sound of killing shook the sky and the earth shook. The rolling wood and stones that had been piled up early were pushed down the mountain wall by a force, and there was a roar, like a thunderbolt.

The people and horses on the mountain road were frightened and chaotic. Chu Huai didn't care about what His Royal Highness the Prince of the World thought, hurriedly turned the horse's head, and galloped towards the valley.

How could Liu Kun not have imagined that on this layer, there was already broken stone scattered, blocking the mouth of the valley tightly.

"Quick! Quickly clear this mess, or we will all be buried here!" Chu Huai shouted.

His subordinates stepped forward to clean up the rubble, but Liu Kun ordered again, and the soldiers were all armed with strong bows, and thousands of arrows were fired in unison, and the arrows rained down in the air.

It is the blessing that is unparalleled, and the misfortune is not a single line, and the minions who survived under the rolling wood and stones faced this round of arrow rain head-on, and there were countless casualties when they landed. Chu Huai is also considered agile, and he swirls a big knife to block the arrows. Seeing this, Zu Que took out his treasure bow, took out his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow, hitting him in the back of the heart. Chu Huai turned over and fell off the horse, not knowing his life and death.

Fang Xuan saw that the way was blocked, but he was also smart, urging his subordinates to rush away and reject the horse, and he had no time to take care of Qingwei, he only wanted to escape with his life.

The mountain road was already narrow, and the horse rejection array was also thin, and after being rushed away, Zu Cu didn't have time to command the soldiers to make up for it, so he was galloped by Fang Xuan's horse and rushed into the mountains and forests.

"This surnamed Xiao is really a bit of a pound, no wonder he has been chased and killed by the entire martial arts in the north for a long time and is still alive. It has only been a long time since he was able to unite the two princes and sweep away the Black Mountain Village, the largest village in the north, no wonder His Royal Highness the Prince was also deflated in his hands. “

Fang Xuan escaped and ascended to heaven, and the horses moved too much in the mountains and forests, so he was afraid of provoking the pursuers, so he even abandoned the good horse, and the heavy armor on his body was also stripped away, only the chiseled golden tiger head gun was reluctant to discard. He fled on foot with a gun, tired and thirsty, and fell to the ground.

"It's a pity that you didn't have the opportunity to tell your Royal Highness about this experience. ”

A cold voice came, Fang Xuan hurriedly got up, and a figure turned out of the woods behind him, a brocade shirt and an ermine fur, depicting a dragon and a phoenix, and a jade dragon hanging from his waist, it was Qingwei.

"Hmph! I can't catch you, but you sent it to the door yourself!" Fang Xuan stood up with a gun, patted the dust on his body, and said contemptuously. After all, with the power that Qing did not show, it was not too difficult to capture him.

"I hope you get what you want. ”

Qing Wei suddenly drew his sword, and a dragon came out of the water, leaping several zhang horizontally, and directly took Fang Xuan. Fang Xuan resisted with a gun, but was forced to take a few steps back by the momentum of this sword. If it weren't for the fact that Qing Wei had no internal strength at this time, the silver mangs that cut the world in the desolate waterfall tomb at the beginning could directly call Fang Xuan's body to a different place.

Fang Xuan's pace stood still, and he stabbed with a gun. It's just that Qing Wei at this time is like two people when he fights with the horses in front of the battle. The steps under his feet seemed to be unhurried, but he could always avoid the tip of Fang Xuan's spear.

A random stabbing made Fang Xuan panting with exhaustion, but Qing Wei took the time to dust off the dust on the big gun, and since he had just made a sword, he had never taken out a sword.

"The gun is a good gun, and when I hit my Xiuba sword, even the barrel of the gun is intact, but it's a pity that ......"

"It's better to take care of your net worth and life first!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, seized the opportunity to breathe, and regained his breath, and the dense shadow of the gun enveloped Qing Wei again.

"It's a pity that the gun is out of order, full of flaws, I think that when Wei Hou used this gun to kill Emperor Wei Wu in Pu Hanjin, he cut off his beard and abandoned his robe, but now he is humiliated by the hands of you, a thief, it's a pity. ”

"You know this gun!"

Fang Xuan was taken aback, and he didn't guard against Xiuba's sword coming out of the sheath again, and with one move, Pinghu broke the moon, slashing from Fang Xuan's armpit to his waist, his sword speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the pitch-black sword spine.

The crescent-shaped wound from top to bottom burst suddenly, blood gushed out, Fang Xuan's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground, unable to believe that this was a sword move made by a person with no internal strength.

Qing Wei stepped forward and grabbed the chiseled golden tiger head spear, returned the sword into the sheath, picked the treasure spear on his shoulder and left directly, without looking at the son of the master of the Hejian country who had died.