Chapter 13 The master is the master

His subordinates listened to the order and led people to track them down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old gun girl looked at me reluctantly and set off.

Uncle Guozi-faced was not in a hurry to move, half-squatted on the ground, stared at the remaining bloodstains, and slowly said to me: "They are not the big thunder border army, and they are not here to grab their tongues." They're here to pick up, and you're the back of the idea, and you just hit their answering point."

"What are they answering?" I asked.

Uncle Guozi-faced still didn't look up, and asked rhetorically: "The border, the war zone, what will be the things that can be received?"

"Intelligence, people, traitors, internal responses?"

"You know too much," the uncle with a cold face trampled the little beetle that crawled to his feet.

This joke is really cold, uncle, you are old, you can't pretend to be cool, I think hatefully.

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"Let's.go" turned over on his horse, and the Chinese-faced uncle waved his hand and motioned for me to follow.

"What dog?" I didn't dare to delay, and I patted my horse to follow.

Uncle Guozi may think that the explanation will be out of his identity and ignore me.

Well, everyone in the world is sullen, you can't be quiet, and you can't just be you and I can't be sad

So I sang in my heart in a long Beijing accent: "~~~~~~~~~~ of the Ray", of course, I only dare to sing it in my heart.

At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that when one day I can be above ten thousand people, on the day of the expedition, I must sing a sentence like this in front of all the soldiers, and whoever dares to laugh will be beheaded.

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Turning left and right, I found that the direction that Uncle Guozi Face was tracking was not outside the forest.

The direction he was walking was erratic, and he couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.

If you don't chase in the direction of the Great Thunder Country, then why do you want to let the people of the seven, eight, or nine groups fight to the death to drag the enemy?

While I was thinking nonsense, Uncle Guozi-faced made a stop gesture and made a gesture to speak individually.

I stopped my horse and had just closed my mouth when I noticed that my uncle had grabbed me by the shoulder.

Then there was a wave of vertigo, and I realized that I was already standing on a large tree.

Before I could catch my breath, the wind was whistling in my ears, and I found myself on another tree.

The next gust of wind came to another tree.

This time I finally stopped, my feet were shaking, and my uncle motioned for me to take a deep breath, and then slowly asked me to sit down with a tree trunk in my arms.

I hugged the tree trunk, my heart was beating wildly, it was so exciting, the feeling of flying was no different from jumping off a building, I wondered if I didn't pee my pants.......

After a while I calmed down, heroes are really not everyone can be, after such a flight, I feel that my life has opened a new chapter, I decided to go back to whether it is to marry the old gun girl or marry the old gun, I must learn some real stunts, never practice the seventh version of military gymnastics again.

When the uncle saw that I had stabilized, he gently told me to stay here and not make a sound, and to watch whatever happened to him, and if anything happened to him, I must stay until after dawn the next day, and tell his companion what I saw.

When he had finished speaking, he jumped forward and flew a few trees away from me, and everything was silent.

He waved at me when he got there, then pointed to the left and forward, motioning for me to look in that direction.

I took a closer look, and found that there were a few horses hidden in the pile of bushes in front of my uncle's left, and they were quite well trained, and they stayed there motionless with a chew in their mouths.

Looking at the saddle, you can know that those are not Daqing's war horses, this country-faced uncle is too powerful, why did he follow here? and know exactly where the horses are?

But where there are horses, there must be a dark whistle to watch horses, where is the dark whistle?

Uncle seemed to know what I was thinking, and pointed to the bottom of the tree.

I almost laughed out loud when I looked closely, there was an enemy in the costume of the Great Thunder Kingdom under the uncle's tree who was peeing on the trunk of the tree, apparently he was so relaxed that he didn't even bother to climb the tree when he was on guard.

I made a throat-cutting gesture to my uncle, who waved his hand and motioned to wait.

Wait, the time for half a stick of incense has passed, and the dark whistle is bored watching the ants move.

A pillar of incense time has passed, and the dark whistle is catching ants to play.

Another pillar of incense has passed, and the dark whistle is digging an ant's nest with a waist knife.

Seeing the quality of the enemy's secret whistle, I think that it is really intolerable for Daqing to not dominate the world.

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When the dark whistle ruined the ants, there was finally movement.

I heard two birdsong sounds, and when the whistle heard it, I looked around for a moment, then pursed my lips and learned the birdsong, which turned out to be their communication code for safety.

Gradually out of the forest, the three enemies dressed in big thunder, in the center is actually the bald leader who plotted against us, what a coincidence.

Take a closer look at the fact that they are still holding a person tied up, the person who was tied up was wearing a uniform that was immediately windy, it was our people, the uniform was still grinning at the shoulder, it seemed that he had suffered a lot of losses, fortunately the person was still alive, it seemed that the enemy wanted to catch a live mouth and go back.

The battle was about to begin, and I didn't worry about the master uncle, but I tried my best to lay my body on the trunk of the tree, hiding in the leaves and secretly observing.

The enemy walked under the tree, took a look at the sentry, and prepared to walk back to the place where the horse had been released.

Uncle Guozi face moved, he hooked the soles of his feet to the trunk, allowing himself to fall downside in free fall, and when he was face down, he kicked the trunk with his bent foot again, and shot at the enemy like an arrow with his strength.

The whole process seems very freehand, the uncle's movements are as smooth as flowing water, and as fast as the wind, I feel sorry for the enemy, although I didn't see the uncle take any weapons out, but such a master, such a surprise, the enemy has no possibility of survival.

Maybe I've seen too few masters, so I didn't expect the enemy to have masters.

At the time when the uncle kicked the branch, the enemy responded except for the enemy soldier who was in the dark sentry.

The first to react was the enemy's bald chief, who let out a low snort, crouched down and rolled on his side almost at the same time.

The second is the pro-soldier next to the bald chief, he quickly raised the round shield and squatted sideways, and the waist knife was out of the sheath in his hand, looking at his posture, he was about to fight back.

The third was the enemy soldier who held our men in captivity, and his first reaction was to push our men and make them roll to the side.

My heart fluttered, and I reacted so quickly, the strength of these people is very strong, I'm afraid the uncle will be difficult to do this time.

The uncle didn't change direction, he raised his lower body, and at the same time quickly slapped his palm at the raised shield.

With a bang, a puff of dust rose up, and the huge momentum made the enemy soldiers under the shield kneel on the ground at once, and the shield had been deformed, and there were almost traces of it being thrown off the side.

After the blow, the uncle did not stop, as soon as the feet of the group touched the ground, they immediately stretched, and the whole person bounced like an arrow to the enemy bald commander who had rolled to the side, and it seemed that his goal was fixed on this commander.

When the uncle flew in mid-air, he turned around, stretched out his left hand, and stroked his palm on the neck of the enemy soldier who had placed the sentry.

The enemy soldiers who set up the sentry did not even react, and their necks were simply broken, and they did not let out a shout.

The enemy's bald chief rolled to the ground, half-crouched and looked up, and found that it was only a person and not a rain of arrows, and this person actually grinned after he had not yet held a weapon in his hand.

Then he clenched his fists, gathered momentum sideways, and threw his long fist at the uncle.