MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 609 Hong Yan breaks down before getting old
The more Hu people gathered outside, the more Turkic people continued to drive horses from all directions, crowding people, like a layer of dark clouds advancing, covering the entire grassland.
Dahua gathered the men silently, back to back, moving slowly, like a tightly connected solid ring. They held their heads high, clenched their long knives, covered their blood, covered their gun smoke. Faced with dozens of times of Hu people, no one is afraid, eyes full of pride.
"Lin San, you have to surrender, Turks are not provoked." A loud noise came, Xiao Kangye Zhao Kangning was captured by Xu Zhen and shouted.
Li Wuling rushed over, slammed the scabbard fiercely on Xiao Wang's mouth, and said angrily, "Selling dog stuff for ancestors' glory, why did our Dahua come out like you scum?"
Looking at Zhao Kangning's mouth full of blood and teeth, and howling like a pig, his heart was refreshing, and he grinned, "Now you understand, we Chinese are not easy to mess with!"
More than twenty captured Turkic princes opened his eyes and stared at him with a murderous look on his face. The right king, Tusuozuo, who was beaten with a punch by him, has not yet woken up, or he will rush to fight with him desperately. Wang Ting was attacked and the elite were captured as many as possible. This has never happened in Turkic history.
He looked back at the warrior behind him. The young cheeks were filled with pride and tragedy. Everyone looked at him silently, his eyes full of unyielding.
"Brush," he boiled blood, yanked out his sword, and screamed angrily: "Under the city of Kizil. This is where our bones are buried! Brothers. Are you afraid?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Dahuas all waved the long knife in their hands, with their uniform and sturdy swords as their best answer. Excited and sad trumpet. Let the earth tremble in an instant.
Lin Wanrong flew across his head, his face darkened with tenacity: "Dahua Haoerlang. He would rather stand dead and never kneel alive! Let the court of Turkic people be our glory for life!"
His loud voice, like a bell and drum, swirled in everyone's ears. Magnificent. All the soldiers were in tears, and no one had a chance to survive in this pile of mountains and wild people.
A thin red sun, struggling to jump out from the end of the grassland. The bright dawn glowed the sky and shone on their faces. Countless black pupils are dazzling in the gentle morning glow.
The Turkic people around, listening to the horn of the Chinese, approached silently. Surround them in groups. Looking from the air, the endless human heads and black horses seem like creeping black dots, forming a slowly moving, large black circle. Fifty thousand horses ran at the same time. The roar fell in his ears. Like a billowing spring thunder.
A golden Dilong flag flew high, with few thousands of Dahua remnants. Like the most firm center of the circle, standing upright and motionless. The brutality on the face of the Hu people is clearly visible. They are advancing step by step, and they are not ill. The people and the horses breathe, like a silkworm room on a spring night.
A few hundred feet away, the Turks stopped slowly. A golden drapery slowly rose in the army. Turkic Khan is wearing a golden bow and arrows. Standing on the lookout, her eyes were silent. Beautiful cheeks, a touch of golden light.
"I'll say it again for the last time." Yu Jia's face was expressionless, and her eyes looked like electricity. The clear voice, unhurried, echoed in front of the two armies: "Dahua, leave Saermu, I will let you go!"
There was a silence in the Dahua Formation, and more than 20 Turkic princes, along with Salmu, were pushed forward. They had strips of cloth in their mouths and black cloth in their eyes, and they struggled and twisted, and the white blade of light ran across their necks.
Lin Wanrong's cold voice came clearly: "I also said the last time. Big Khan, put your ground smart and put it on the negotiating table of the upcoming. At this time, challenge my patience, not a smart man !!!! "
Yuga's cheeks were cold, her eyes drooping and she was silent. In the empty grassland, except for the horse sneezing gently, no sound could be heard, and the silence was like a gunpowder barrel that could be lit at any time.
The sky was gradually dark, and the haze was covered by the red sun. The dark clouds and gentle breeze gradually formed on the grassland, and it became dark instantly. The weather at the end of May was already hot, but today the air seemed abnormal. The breeze was mixed with chills. The old man looked up at the sky and shook his head and sighed, "It seems to be raining!"
Lin Wanrong's face was silent, and his eyes were as cold as electricity: "Brother Hu, Lao Gao, you remember. No matter what happens, no matter what happens, as long as Yu Jia hesitates a little, you will lead your brother and hold Salmu, Go now! There may be only one chance. Do n’t delay anything! As long as you pass the Yuga level, the grassland will be smooth, with Salmu and Tuzoso in your hands. Who is the rest? Do n’t dare to touch you with a hair — do you remember? ”
His solemn look was something he hadn't seen in a long time, and Hu Bugui hurriedly punched his fist: "The end will comply!"
Li Wuling thought about it and suddenly said, "Brother Lin, what about you?"
"I ?! Lin Wanrong nodded and smiled:" If you have a chance, of course go with you! You know, I'm afraid of death! "
When he was so nervous, General Lin could make such a joke, and everyone laughed. Only the silent Ning Yuxi seemed to feel something, and gently pulled his hand, the palm of the thief was wet and sweaty.
The long silent Golden Knife Dahan, a faint voice slowly came over: "This is your own choice, you can't blame anyone! Warriors, prepare to attack!"
"Roar--" The Turk who was still quiet just moments later, hissing and screaming, and a wolf-like rage erupted. The horse's hoof turned back and forth, and the earth shook the mountain instantly.
"Brothers ready--" Rong Fang roared.
All the soldiers opened their eyes in rage, the sword came out of the sheath, and the terrible **** rain was coming. Even the Ning fairy, who had been so elegant, couldn't help but hold tight
sword.
"Dumb. You forced me!"
"I never force myself!"
The gold-knife's beautiful eyes were instantly wet, and her silver teeth rattled, and the gold-knife was raised in her hand. Suddenly a strong wave: "Warriors. For the glory of the prairie. Kill--"
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"Kill--" The ground shook. Numerous dusts from Turkic Malaysia shrouded the grasslands. Hu Ren seems to be rolling in the sand. Turbulent roar came. Like the ferocious wolves, they rushed towards the prey that had been for a long time.
"Our blood. It's the Great Wall of China! Kill!" Dumb growled angrily. Drinking loudly with Da Khan while echoing in the grasslands. The Dahuas and Turks boiled instantly. Two torrents, one big and one small, raged on the grass.
Lin Wanrong waved. Hu Bugui's eyes were red. Step forward. Two noises. Blood rushed into the sky like a pillar, and two Turkic princes who lost their heads fell to the ground. At the same time, hundreds of thousands of Dahua soldiers. Excitement and sadness flashed through the eyes. Like a big net that suddenly came out. Electricity shot out normally.
For a moment. Two torrents of Mercedes crashed fiercely. "Wow." The harsh sound of the knife rang. With the hissing of war horses, the soldiers screamed. Puffy blood mist, like a flower blooming in an instant. Stained grassland.
Dahua's best in the blood and rain. The most elite with Hu Ren. Finally ushered in the worst confrontation.
This is an asymmetric battle. Faced with ten times as many people as their own, survival is no longer a matter of consideration. Every time a person is hacked, that is making land. In this desperate state of desperation, all the land warriors burst into a huge energy in an instant, with one enemy ten. Brave as a tiger. Blood dripping. Young body fell down one by one. Lying beside them are countless people!
Blood light blinded his eyes. Hate covers the steppe. Fire is everywhere, blood is everywhere.
Yu Jia Jin Dao waved. The attack was like a tide, and it didn't stop for a moment. Numerous Hu people have followed one another, as if piping everywhere. They will use powerful fighting power to crush the Chinese.
The steed wailed. In the endless killing, the soldiers on both sides fell down. There is only one less for the Dahua people, but the Hu people are like a continuous stream of seawater, which quickly washed away the blood stains left before and made a comeback.
Three consecutive waves of attacks by Golden Knife Da Khan, without any breaks, and Hu Bugui had blood on his face, and he had been killing eight prisoners in one breath. Eight **** human heads were scattered under his feet. Not only was Zhao Kangning scared and scared, but the young Khan was pale and his lips were constantly squinting.
These are the most elite of Turkic, and in the eyes of anyone, we must avoid three points. It was just that Yu Jia seemed to be insane, directing Hu Ren to charge and hang, without frowning.
As a Turkic Khan, it is absolutely impossible for Yuga to ignore the feelings of all tribes, and to make all these Turkic elites become the dead souls of the Dahuas, not to mention her relatives and future grassland owners.
This is a hard-fought tactic, but it is also a gamble. With every wave of her offense, the Dahuas will mercilessly kill the captives. And Yu Jia bet that he was more ruthless than Dahua people, and forced Dahua people to collapse first! Only then will she have a chance to rescue Salmu.
Although Yu Jia occupies an absolute advantage, the pressure in her heart is far better than that of Dahua. This is a contest that no one can afford to lose.
Hu Bugui has fewer and fewer prisoners. Only a dozen are left, and they are kneeled down on the grass, including Salmu. Looking at Xiao Khan's immature body shivering in the wind, Big Khan's face was pale and his body trembled. Dumb eyes were red, and there was a suffocation in his heart that almost shattered.
"Kill!" In the blood of the sky, the two of them looked at each other, and the tears in each other's eyes were clearly visible, but they suddenly exploded like two gunpowder barrels at the same time, and two roars were shaking. The two horses, like thunderbolts, cut through the grasslands, the coaches of both sides went mad, screaming at each other. At this moment, only the sound of killing can make them forget everything.
Countless Turks and Dahuas followed behind them, and the dust and smoke of the grassland were intertwined.
The swords and guns are screaming, and the blood is full of blood. The grass was gone, all eyes were red. Everywhere, people could hear the crescent roar of Crescent Moon, but couldn't see where she was.
Lin Wanrong's eyes narrowed, almost like a knife, and Hu Ren fell down beside him, his arms were numb.
"Oh!" Gao Chief, who was behind him, moaned, the arrow had been shot, and the blood was rolling. Xu Zhen's arm has also been painted, and the youngest Li Wuling is tightly guarding him. The broadswords have been chopped.
Dumb stabbed fiercely into the body of the opposite Hu Ren, watching the opponent wailing and falling. His eyes were filled with red. Eyes blurred. Numbness. At this moment, no one can be sober.
"Little thief!" Ning Xianzi just overturned the enemy around her. Look up. Suddenly, the Hu people approached the thief like a mountain, and the Turks were coldly knifed all around. Splitting past like lightning. She was anxious. With a sudden rush, he flew out like a pili. The sword draws two thunderbolts in the air.
In a loud noise, forty or fifty Hu Ren flew out with the war horse. The stump was flying around with broken arms. Ning Yuxi was pale. Breast chest panting. Leaping to his side: "Little thief. How are you ?!"
"I'm fine!" Lin Wanrong took a hard breath, shook his head to wipe off the blood on his face, and grinned: "Crescent Moon is so hard that he almost caught up with me! Sister. We're just afraid to die here!"
Fairies with teardrops. Erase his bloodshot hair. "I'm not afraid. You are my thief. We are all alive and dead together."
"Kill the demon girl! Kill her!" Jin Dao Khan flashed endless anger in his eyes. The silver teeth creaked. The golden sword in his hand waved, referring to Ning Yuxi.
The blade glowed cold. Numerous Hu people approached Ning Xianzi.
Ning Yuxi cleared his voice and rose up. The long sword danced in the air. Make a few silver lights. The severe cold wind was as fast as a thunderbolt. Dust
Blood shines. Numerous Hu people have different heads.
Turks are slashing and innumerable. The endless arrows are densely packed, screaming with screams, aiming at the fairy in the air, blasting. The sound of the knife and the wind mixed together. Blood flowed into the river.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Hu Bugui's eyes cracked and he rushed into the captive group without blinking. The sword was as fast as lightning. He slashed four people in one breath. .
The youngest captive of that age, was pressed hard by the big Chinese like a wolf like a tiger, struggling, shaking, and faintly whining.
No matter who his son is, he was a five- or six-year-old child, and it was instinct to be afraid of it before the **** sword fell.
Looking at the machete dripping blood in Hu Bugui's hands, Yu Jia trembled eagerly, her face pale, her silver teeth fell into her red lips, and the blood slowly spilled from plant to plant.
"Salmu--" Long eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears slowly flowed. She stood quietly and attacked suddenly, and suddenly weakened.
Hearing this call, Lin Wanrong looked up, and Yu Jia's eyes were tearful, and the heartbreaking weakness and indecision ran across his eyes like electric light.
He suffocated in his heart, his nose was sour, and he forced to turn his head. But how can he miss such a golden opportunity, he shouted, "Lao Hu, Lao Gao, go, go away!"
He split openly the Hu people around him, but the Turks swarmed up again. Although the offensive was reduced, the crowd was like an ant, entangled in him. The fairy guarded the side of the thief, Jian Guang waved quickly, and the sweat beads had tightly attached the silk yarn to her cheek.
"General, let's go together!" A few people in the high chief split the surrounding Hu people, hurrying together, struggling to drink.
Looking at Salmu, and then looking at the **** Chinese, Yu Jia clenching her silver teeth, her eyes changed rapidly.
At such an opportunity, there can be several times in life, and if you miss it, you won't be able to return! Farewell, Yuga!
Lin Wanrong held Ning Yuxi's small hand and said loudly, "Sister, let's go!"
All Dahuas turned their horses all over the horse's head, rushing like a forest arrow. Sarmu's body struggled constantly in Hu Bugui's hands, Yuga's eyes were wet, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, I wonder if it should be raised or lowered.
Without Da Khan's instructions, the Turks were at a loss, their offensive dropped sharply, and they were instantly killed by the Dahuas.
Hu Bugui took the lead, and the remnant army was like a surging dragon, breaking through the hull of Hu Ren, dragging his tail, and rushing out. No one can stop them from going home.
At the end, the dense rain of arrows behind him shot like a locust. Although he was fleeing, his spirit was much relaxed. He and the fairy walked side by side, panting fast, panting heavily: "Sister Fairy , We are finally going home! "
Ning Yuxi nodded slightly, but could no longer restrain it. She coughed violently, and a faint bloodline slowly spilled from the corners of her mouth, sympathizing with her crystal skin, shocking.
"Sister!" Lin Wanrong was terrified. Do not care about the dense arrow rain behind. Hurriedly reached out to pull her.
Fairies run around. The old illness was not healed, and today he was beside him to save his life and fight thousands of troops, which was huge. Already exhausted. She was pale. Watching the little thief smiled slightly: "I'm fine, but I'm just weak. Little thief, I feel a little uneasy. It's like being followed. I'm afraid that today's things are not over yet. Is it true that God will punish me?"
The thief burst into tears and cried loudly, "No way, we will go home right away. All punishments come to me, nothing to do with my sister!"
The fairy shook her head gently, yet not speaking, and suddenly felt the Hu Ren behind him. The sound of horseshoes is like spring thunder. It suddenly intensified, there seemed to be thunder. The flood chased him. The golden sword was running in the forefront, and Khan bowed. His eyes were cold and firm, and there were fresh tears on his cheeks.
This force of Turkic people, the dense arrows suddenly increased several times. Seems to be flying cold rain. The Turks' warhorses far surpassed Dahua, and they chased after each other to close the encirclement. Ah screaming. Dahua soldiers on the rear wing fell off. Fifty or sixty people were missing in an instant.
Lin Wanrong had cleft palate in his eyes and returned with a stab. Then the Turks who followed them were cut off under the horse. But the number of Hu people is huge, and the war horses are fine. Instantly, hundreds of people surpassed him, the encirclement that had broken through. Seeing to be truncated and closed again.
"General Lin!" The high chief Hu Bugui, who was walking in front of him, was so astonished that he would return to the horse to rescue him in an instant.
"No!" Lin Wanrong jumped up. Cut the neck of Hu Ren with a knife. Roar loudly: "Brother Hu, you go quickly! Bring Salmu back! Offenders, cut!"
"General-" Hu Bugui whistled, his eyes red.
"Kill!" Seeing more and more Hu Ren. The enclosing circle is about to close. Ning Yuxi suddenly jumped up and raised her strength. The sword in her hand instantly turned into two handles, one left and one right, and two powerful lights burst out. .
The blow was a gathering of her skills. How powerful was the dust, the blood splattered, and hundreds of Hu people flew out in two places.
Just for a moment, it won the most precious life-saving time for the generals of Dahua. Five hundred or six hundred generals on the rear wing broke through the broken surrounding circle like a wind and killed them.
"Demon girl, I killed you!" Angrily sounded, an ink arrow with a screaming scream, shot at Ning Xianzi's chest at an incredible speed.
Only that blow had exhausted all the skills of Ning Yuxi. Who can stop this powerful gold bow and ink arrow, plus the magic arrow of Yujiadi?
Ning Xianzi's face was flushed, and her waist flickered away like a wind and a willow. Mo Jian slightly deflected, howling past with a strong wind.
She still had time to breathe, and a dark arrow popped up at the feather tip of the first arrow. It came quickly, like lightning, and reached her chest in a blink of an eye. The momentum was stronger than the previous arrow.
Hurry up! Great Khan Skills!
As soon as Ning Xianzi gritted her teeth, her hands were tenfold, and she raised her hand between the centimeters, and held up the arrow's edge. Mo Jian flew across her ears, and the sound of the wind was like a knife.
"Sister be careful!" The voice didn't fall, but at the end of the second arrow, the third arrow flew out like a god. The dark and thick arrow spun quickly and buzzed, as if flying to the top, fast. Just like a plume of smoke, it hit the chest like electricity.
The speed and momentum of this arrow almost entered the realm, and there was no trajectory to follow.
Ning Yuxi's hands have not been recovered, and her chest is completely unprotected.
Is this punishment for me? A miserable smile floated in her eyes, and she looked at the thief with nostalgia, but felt as if she had hit a rock and flew out horizontally.
"Oh!" The sound of arrows and bones cracking.
Although in the army, the sound is clear as if it sounded in the ear. Yu Jia glanced, her eyes were opened for a moment, her eyes were dull.
"Why, why ... + || 哆嗦, murmured.
Endless blood, gushing in front of the dumb chest, as if blooming bright roses, he grinned.
"When!" The beautiful Golden Sword Khan, the bowstring in her hand, broke with her heart. She slumped on the ground like a blade of grass, demented, and instantly lost all her soul.
Lin Wanrong's eyes widened and his steps were messy, but he stood still, swearing he would not take a step back.
The blood that could not be restrained rolled out from his nasal cavity, ears, eye sockets, and mouth, rushing like a fountain, dripping on his chest, shoulders, lower abdomen, and thighs, and instantly he became a blood man.
The quivering ink arrow was deeply inserted into his chest, and the golden wings were as beautiful as the crescent moon flickering in front of his eyes.
He gritted his teeth tightly, as firm as a rock, standing still, never even backing off.
The unparalleled three arrows series! Yu Jia concealed the key arrow from everyone! !! The power of this arrow is earth-shattering and she wears gold and stone, she is a well-deserved prairie Tianjiao!
"General Lin--"
"Brother Lin--"
Hu Bugui, the high chief screamed and patted the horse's head, tears were rushing like raindrops, desperately struck the horse, and he wanted to kill it back, but General Lin snarled: "Go-go-
"General-"
"Lao Hu, have you forgotten what I said ?! Go, hurry up-uh-" He closed his mouth hard, but the blood seemed to be pouring rain from his ears, nose and mouth.
"Yeah, yeah," said the high chief with his chest full, his cymbal sounding like a heavy drum, all the great generals burst into tears.
"Walk, follow me all, no one is allowed to turn back!" Hu Bugui grinned silently, bowed to General Lin, turned around and hurriedly rushed, tears and sweat rushed together. Countless Dahua soldiers followed him, tears like rain.
"Little thief—" Ning Yu woke up like a dream at first, and fluttered madly, tears like a river dam that had broken the bank. She hugged him tightly and touched his face and his hair.
Blood, dripping blood! Little thief's blood!
"Sister, I said," he gasped, but was laughing, blood was dripping like raindrops, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "I will bear all the punishment alone! It has nothing to do with you. This arrow, is I paid Crescent. Now, I don't owe her anymore, I am very happy. "
"Little thief," the fairy shed tears like a spring, clinging to his arms tightly, her cheeks pressed against his chest, and any endless blood staining her bun and cheeks.
The thief's eyes were gradually falling apart, and his palms were as cold as snow. He suddenly opened his eyes: "Sister, I really want to go home, my mother is calling me--"
His hands stopped in the air, speechless.
Fairy heart is suffocated. She gently closed his eyes, wiped away the tears on his cheek, and kissed the cold lips gently: "Little thief, let's go home!"
Li Wuling, rushing around, was gritting his teeth and wiping tears, but felt cold behind his ears, and touched two hands, suddenly startled: "Look, look--"
"Look what ?!" Hu Bugui wiped his eyes, angrily.
Xiao Li horrified: "It's ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ It's snowing!"
"Fart! How could it have snowed at the end of May—" He didn't say a word, and felt his ears cold. Looking up, I do not know when the rising sun is gone, the wind is blowing on the grassland, and the sky is full of ghosts. The willow catkins slowly swayed in the air, falling gently, gradually covering their eyes. That snowflake, crystal clear, like crystal.
"It's snowing, it's snowing, God * it's snowing—" Hu Bugui screamed in tears, and everyone cried.
Heavy snow fell on the goose, hitting his face, hair, and falling on the grassland, blending with the bright red blood stains.
Blizzard at the end of May is rare to see for a hundred years. Such wonders shocked everyone. Turks opened their eyes wide, bowed to the ground, and prayed to the sky.
Yu Jia sat quietly in the middle of the grassland, her eyelids were lowered, she didn't say a word, didn't cry or laugh, she was silent. Pieces of snowflakes fluttered slowly onto her supple black hair, like a beautiful little flower for her.
In the falling snow, her beautiful horns seemed to be stained with a few snowflakes. First, it was light and slowly thickened, and a little, a little, gradually mottled, and pale as snow, and stained with autumn frost.
