Huo Qingtong hurriedly stabbed back with the gun in a panic, and Chi Laowen let out a grin, and directly lifted the silver gun in her hand, then grabbed her belt and pulled her onto his horse.
Chi Laowen was overjoyed, thinking that the bastard Boerhu had been killed by this girl for some reason, and was about to shout that Huo Qingtong had been captured, completely defeating the military spirit of Mu Zhuo Lun's army, "Huo Qingtong has been captured"
All of a sudden, the hairs on his body stood on end. He had been on the battlefield all year round and had an instinctive ability to predict the crisis. He hurriedly hid to the side, even ignoring Huo Qingtong in his hand.
It's just that it was still too late, and what came into view was a bright moon, which was beautiful and quiet but filled with a strange aura, and the next second he found himself flying, but why could he still see his own body
A terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in his mind, and at the same time, he was horrified and plunged into endless darkness before his eyes.
The soldiers around Chi Laowen all stared wide-eyed. They didn't understand why Shuiyue Dazong made a sudden attack, and although the main general Chi Laowen's martial arts was not as good as Shuiyue Dazong, he wouldn't be killed like this.
After a short period of shock, these soldiers came to their senses and rushed towards Song Qingshu angrily, wanting to avenge their master. This group of people was selected by Chi Laowen as his own soldiers, and many of them were slaves and companions under his command. They were all prosperous and damaged with him, so when they saw their masters being killed, they all went crazy. Kill Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu kicked Chi Laowen's head to Huo Qingtong, "Leave this to me, you can do your own thing."
Huo Qingtong smiled at him, didn't talk nonsense, and directly rode Chi Laowen's horse, carried his head to the battlefield and ran wildly shouting "Chi Lao Wen is dead, Chi Lao Wen is dead"
Song Qingshu didn't have time to take care of her at this time, facing the soldiers coming from all directions, he directly used the magical sword cut that he had learned from Murong Jingyue at the beginning.
Divine Sword Slash is the saber technique of the full moon scimitar. It is said to be a saber technique, but in fact there is only one move. With one slash, the opponent will die. This set of saber techniques is called the magic knife because there is a demonic nature in the saber techniques, which makes people unable to restrain their killing intent, but in the battlefield, this set of saber techniques is perfect.
There are enemies and attacks from all directions on the battlefield. In the martial arts, those martial arts that dodge and dodge the virtual and the real are not very effective. What are more practical are those straightforward moves that take the shortest time and the least amount of time.
The strength to destroy the enemy in front of you.
The magic knife chop is like chopping melons and vegetables, one knife at a time, one knife at a time
Although Chi Laowen's soldiers were brave, they saw their companions being chopped into two pieces when they went up, and they were cut into two pieces when they went up. The natural fear of human nature finally overwhelmed their thoughts of revenge.
"The devil, it's the devil"
I don't know who yelled, and a group of people finally scattered and fled. There were hundreds of soldiers just now, and now there are only less than a hundred people left.
Song Qingshu's eyes were red, and he chased after him brandishing a knife, harvesting these fleeing soldiers one after another.
"Engong" at this moment, an exclamation woke him up, Song Qingshu paused, turned his head and noticed that Yalixian was hiding behind a pile of hay with Che Erku, looking at him with fear.
Song Qingshu looked down at the knife in his hand, it was covered with blood, and suddenly a feeling of nausea surged up, he couldn't help but bent over and vomited.
Although Yalixian was a little scared, she still walked over to the empire for a pot of water, and at the same time gently patted him on the back.
"Thank you." Song Qingshu drank a pot of water before gradually calming down, and threw the blood-stained knife aside. The magic of this magic knife is really magical, and even he was almost controlled by its magic.
Looking up, the battlefield has come to an end at this time. Many of this Mongolian army was scattered in the tents of the Tie Yanbu, intending to commit violence, but they have already lost their formation. resistance.
Coupled with the death of the general Chi Laowen, Song Qingshu broke up his own soldiers, and the others had no intention of fighting, and soon began to flee. Now Huo Qingtong is leading the soldiers to round up and kill the fleeing Mongolian cavalry.
Looking at the blood and flesh flying across the battlefield, Song Qingshu's face was very ugly. In fact, he didn't like to kill people the most, but he was often forced by the situation to do it. He must end this troubled world as soon as possible.
An hour later, Huo Qingtong came back on horseback, and there were cheers everywhere. Facing the Mongols, who had been invincible in recent years, they won two consecutive victories, and eliminated more than 3,000 of the most elite Qixue, as well as 1,000 privates from Wuchen. Bing, can be regarded as Mongolia's worst defeat in recent years.
Looking at the heroic woman on the horse in the distance, Yalixian couldn't help sighing, her voice was full of envy and admiration, "This is Cui
Yuhuangshan, it's no wonder that the tribes on the grassland have become a heroine, and she is so beautiful, and I don't know which family will be lucky enough to marry her in the end. "
Song Qingshu said, "Madam, you are also very beautiful, and Aman, both of you are no worse than her."
Ya Lixian shook her head again and again, "We only have a good-looking skin, which is far worse than the Cuiyu yellow shirt, far worse."
While the two were talking, Huo Qingtong had already arranged the tasks of the soldiers under his command, and rode over over, "Ma'am, can I have a private chat with him for a while."
Ya Lixian didn't expect that she would take the initiative to talk to herself, so she couldn't help being flattered, "Of course, of course." While speaking, she was busy transporting Che Erku back to the tent.
"Slender waist, such a beautiful woman, no wonder Wusun and Chi Laowen covet her so much." Looking at Yalixian's back, Huo Qingtong couldn't help admiring.
"She was praising you like that just now." Song Qingshu looked at Yalixian's swaying waist and hips, feeling a little obsessed again.
"She's already married." Huo Qingtong said suddenly.
"Hmm..." Song Qingshu was a little puzzled.
"I have heard about the son's hobby for a long time, but I saw it with my own eyes today. I really don't know what to say." Huo Qingtong's tone was full of jokes.
Song Qingshu glanced at her angrily, "Is this how you treat your savior?"
"I came here specially to thank you this time." Huo Qingtong also had a smile on his brows, "I didn't say anything, and you actually knew the most suitable time to make a move. I didn't expect that our first cooperation would be so close together." .”
"This is not the first time we have cooperated." Song Qingshu said.
"Ah..." Huo Qingtong blinked, his eyes full of doubts.
"Before in the maze, you also tacitly cooperated with the woman who pretended to be me. You even concealed people like Tianwu from you." Song Qingshu's eyes fell on her round and slender thighs on the horse, and suddenly appeared in his mind. Just a thought, I don't know if she can cooperate so perfectly if I pat her ass on the bed
As soon as this idea came out, he couldn't help being stunned. Why did he suddenly think that these messy things just killed too much on the battlefield just now, and the negative emotions haven't subsided yet? (https:)