But the two soldiers who had just been smashed by Cheng Xiaojin's hands were willing to surrender. The veterans of Zuo Xiaowei in front of them were a group of wine sacs and rice bags. It was really shameful to surrender to them.
So as soon as the person got up from the ground, he swung his knife to kill, and the fate of the people here would be picked back.
But in the end, Su Da and the others didn't come down when they saw the two guys. Six people shot and shot them three times from the left and the right. They nailed the two houses in the middle.
No matter how brave these two guys swing their knives, how can your knife grow longer than the spear in the hands of others
Three tasseled guns will be pierced into their stomachs and they will be nailed to death in the middle, and then the person who rushes in the next step will be stabbed in by three more guns. You stand up to me and shoot again.
The movements are neatly aligned, just like the two hands of one, but after being stabbed twice, these two fierce guys were stabbed to death.
"These damn frontier soldiers actually have a longer climate than the Tatars. I don't even see them rushing out of the northern camp to do with the Uighurs if they have this ability. What's wrong with bullying us all day long..."
Before the soldier had finished speaking, Su Da was slapped on the back of his head: "What kind of frontier is the general? The general said that this is just a group of bandits and bandits. If you don’t remember the old man, I will be the first one. Stabbed you to death."
The slapped young man Tian, not only was not angry, but he hunched his waist and touched his helmet with a smile: "Don't dare not, the small head of the eighth battalion commander didn't hurt your hand!"
Su Da smiled slightly: "Get out!"
Cheng Xiaojin was on the battlefield immediately, looking around, finally found the limping Pei He in the crowd, and immediately killed him with his horse's belly.
"The one who descends will not kill!"
Before Cheng Xiaojin could call these words a second time, Pei He swung a mace with his backhand. If it wasn't for Cheng Xiaojin to grab his mace with a quick hand, he would have his horse's head. It was broken by his stick.
At this time, Niu Yaozu hit a horse and shot out from the crowd. While Pei He's mace was being held up by Cheng Xiaojin, the sword in his hand rose and fell, and Cheng Xiaojin saw Pei He's head jump into the sky.
Seeing that the head of the person he wanted to take was cut off by Niu Yaozu, Cheng Xiaojin anxiously cursed: "The surname Niu, you are so unjust."
Niu Yaozu chuckled: "The general said that he would kill when he saw this person. Don't talk to him. Why did you blame me if you missed the opportunity?"
Cheng Xiaojin gritted his teeth angrily: "I am going to set the fire, who can hear Brother Wu say this?"
Niu Yaozu smiled and said: "Yeah! Your task is to set fire, and my task is to kill people. I didn't say that you would grab the merits from me. You still have the face to say that I was robbing you of the head. Who is not righteous? "
Cheng Xiaojin was speechless for a while, looking at Niu Yaozu who was carrying his head triumphantly, Cheng Xiaojin couldn't help but slander: "This guy is not taking the wrong medicine today, right? His mouth is so neat."
Under the siege of the trio of people, the remaining rogues saw that their heads were all picked up on the flagpoles, and the last bit of fighting spirit disappeared.
So under the order of the descendants not to kill, the rest of the people all threw away their weapons, and Zuo Xiaowei's soldiers dashed like a grasshopper with a rope.
In front of Tianguotan, Ma Xi smiled at the scene below the mountain with his hands in his sleeves, and said happily, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with the old slave."
After speaking, he walked over and pulled out the bamboo tube that was originally inserted in the dam, washed the soil outside the bamboo tube with the water in the pond, checked it and put it in his arms again.
"Let's go! Public loser, we can go back now."
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The Pei’s family in Luoshui Town, who was celebrating the birthday feast, was silently shaken by the sudden thunder. Whether the drinking guest, the serving maid or the serving household, at this moment, it is like the anchoring curse being cast. Yes, stayed in place dumbfounded.
The thunder in the winter is not a good sign!
Tian Xianzhi, the magistrate of Luoshui, who was sitting at the table with Shou Xing Gong Pei Jing, looked at the direction of the thunder, and said with a blank expression: "This thunder... comes from Funiu Mountain!"
Hearing these words, Wu Hengyuan's arms fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong with Zuo Xiaowei today?"
The compelling gazes of Uhengyuanzole swept across the faces of the people present, but all of them are sitting here... (End of this chapter)