Updated: 2012-05-06

When He Ruochongshan, who was pale and shaking, raised his arms and shouted with Wang Laoqi's head, the chaotic scene suddenly calmed down. I don't know if it was an illusion, or if everyone was stiff and motionless at this moment. Perhaps it was a trance, or maybe it was a long time since people reacted from the shock.

"The Seventh Headmaster died?!"

Someone said with an incredible look on his face.

He looked at his companions around him and saw his face that was shocked to the point of being shocked. In Juyeze, the seventh leader Wang An was almost invincible. Tens of thousands of people in Zeli could not find anyone who could beat him. Everyone has always been accustomed to the murderous maniac named Wang Laoqi rushed to the front and killed all the enemies. But now, Wang Laoqi was actually dead. In an instant, someone actually felt that the sky had collapsed.

"Old Qi!"

Chu Yun, the fifth leader who had the best relationship with Wang Laoqi, let out a mourn, and his body shook for a moment and almost fell.

"Brother!"

He turned to look at Zhang Jin and said that the latter's face was also extremely ugly.

"Lao Qi is dead!"

Chu Yun said sadly.

Zhang Jincheng nodded and said gloomyly: "I'm not blind, I've seen it."

"We want to avenge Lao Qi!"

Chu Yun walked forward a few steps, but did not dare to approach Zhang Jincheng.

He Ruozhongshan swung his arm and threw Wang Laoqi's head towards Zhang Jin.

"Kill the dog thief!"

He shouted, and rushed forward with a horizontal knife. Beside him, a team of less than thirty people still alive protected him tightly. The horse thieves with other people's blood were like evil ghosts coming out of hell, not afraid of death at all. The Juyeze minions blocked the road were completely scared. After they reacted, they turned around and ran away immediately, fearing that they would run slow and were wiped by the murderous demons with a knife. Hundreds of people were instantly defeated like dams washed away by the river.

Thirty people covered in blood, waving a horizontal sword to chase the Giant Yeze bandits with at least 400 people. The scene seemed shocking. No one expected that those horse thieves would turn around and kill back. At this time, they were no longer a group of people, but a group of bloodthirsty beasts.

"Damn it! Madman! A bunch of madmen!"

Someone ran and shouted.

"Don't block me, go quickly! Those guys are not fucking human at all!"

"Crazy, they're all crazy!"

"Help!"

"Boss! Come and save us!"

The bandits completely lost their fighting spirit and rushed back even more crazy than He Ruochongshan's subordinates. The distance was only a few hundred meters away, and there was a team of hundreds of people led by Zhang Jincheng. Those people were Zhang Jincheng's personal soldiers, who usually ate better than others, paid more silver than others, and were the best equipped in Juyeze. Each of them was very burly, far more powerful than ordinary minions. They were equipped with neat leather armor, all of which were standard horizontal swords from the Great Sui Dynasty, and most of them even had helmets, and a very small number of people were still wearing patched iron armor.

They surrounded Zhang Jincheng. Although they stood there without moving, someone's legs began to tremble and his face turned pale. A few hundred meters away in front of them were hundreds of bandits who had completely collapsed. If they were hit by those defeated soldiers who seemed to be frightened, they would be smashed to pieces immediately!

"Sticking it! Sticking it!"

He Ruochongshan spat a mouthful of blood and staggered forward. He refused to support his personal soldiers, pointed at Zhang Jincheng's position with a horizontal knife and shouted loudly: "Pick to the back of those defeated soldiers, don't let them stop!"

More than thirty horse thieves who were red-eyed and paved a way out with their horizontal swords. I don’t know how many Juluze’s minions were chopped down from behind by them.

The sharp horizontal knife easily cut the back without armor. The blade cuts the flesh and blood, and the blood waterfalls gushing out, covering the face of the horse thief with still steaming blood. Although the huge trauma on the back is not fatal immediately, it is enough to lose all the strength of the body. The huge cut is rolling to both sides, and white bones can still be seen in the neat knife edge.

"kill!"

A horse thief swung his knife to split the enemy's back, and then stabbed it from behind with another knife. The blade stuck on the spine, and he tried a lot of effort but could not pull the knife out. The horse thief, who had completely killed his beast, simply stabbed the horizontal knife forward with force, and the tip of the knife was pierced from the front chest of the minion again and again. The blade made an unpleasant friction sound on the bone, just like the sound of a hacksaw saw on the metal. This is a sound that makes people immediately get goosebumps when they hear it, like grinding their teeth in the middle of the night.

Finally, he pulled out the horizontal knife and looked down and found that there were many small gaps on the blade that had been broken by bones.

A minion of Gio Yezawa screamed, trembling all over, and he pushed forward desperately. He was so scared that his face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were scattered. Suddenly, he was tripped by the corpse under his feet and threw himself forward. Before he could stand up, he stepped on his back and stepped on his body. The horse thief behind him smiled with blood on his face, raised his sword and stabbed it downwards!

The horizontal knife penetrated from the back of the minion's head and then penetrated from the forehead. The cold blade shattered all the things in the head. In an instant, the expression of fear was frozen on the minion's face. The knife penetrated the head and stabbed deeply into the land, and blood poured into the blade. When the horizontal knife was pulled out, the white sticky substance slowly flowed out of the knife's mouth.

It was like a flock of sheep driven by dozens of tigers, and those defeated soldiers of the Giant Yezawa were running back like crazy. They didn't even dare to look back, regardless of how many companions were killed by the madmen.

"quick!"

Zheng Kun, the third leader of Juyezawa, said anxiously: "Come on, come! Go up and stop them, don't let them bump into them!"

The seventy or eighty soldiers under him hesitated for a moment, but they still gritted their teeth and tried to stop the defeated soldiers. But how could the defeated soldiers who had been scared to death stop? In less than two minutes, Zheng Kun's soldiers were dispersed. Several others were stabbed to death by the anxious defeated soldiers, and they did not hesitate at all when they started. In fact, they didn't know who was blocking them in front of them at this time. They just slashed with swords and did not distinguish between enemies and us at all.

"Brother, mobilize people to block them!"

Zheng Kun, who had more than a dozen personal soldiers, wanted to cry with a heartache, begged Zhang Jin to send someone to block it.

"Come!"

Zhang Jincheng looked at Zheng Kun with a cold face, then raised his hand and waved it: "Shoot the arrow!"

"ah!?"

Zheng Kun was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Zhang Jincheng's arm and shouted: "Brother! No, my person hasn't been withdrawn yet!"

Zhang Jincheng looked at Zheng Kun coldly and shouted loudly: "What are you going to wait for? Show me an arrow!"

Hundreds of soldiers beside him immediately raised their bows, and with the order of the leader of the personal soldiers, hundreds of feather arrows pressed over densely. A muffled sound came out, and dozens of minions were shot to the ground by feather arrows. The first one was Zheng Kun's personal soldiers. They were blocked at the end. When the feather arrows covered them, they had no place to hide. Hundreds of frustrated soldiers who were blocked from the front and back were crying and shouting, and scolding heart-wrenchingly, but no one sympathized with them, whether they were the companions shooting arrows in front or the horse thief who were killing people crazy behind.

"Continue to cum! No one is allowed to stop without my order!"

Zhang Jincheng ordered with a gloomy face.

His personal soldiers pulled the bowstring again, and hundreds of feathered arrows covered the past for the second time in an instant. Like hail hitting the lotus pond, the blood splashed dyed the sky high red. The madmen behind were slashing with knives, and the robes in front were shooting with arrows. Those defeated soldiers were sadly discovering that no matter which direction they fled, they would be dead.

Zhang Jin said that his personal soldiers were far more elite than those ordinary minions. After the four-wheeled feather arrows, there were not many defeated soldiers who could still run forward. Gradually, the horse thief who was red-eyed was exposed to the feather arrows.

"Shoot!"

Zhang Jincheng suddenly yelled like crazy: "Call them to death!"

"Brother He Ruo!"

A personal soldier supported He Ruochongshan and shouted in his ear: "Brother He Ruo, you can't rush forward any longer! I'll let my brothers protect you, and I'll take a few people to break the back!"

He Ruochongshan had already started to blur his mind because of excessive blood loss. His steps were staggering. He slowly shook his head and uttered three words with great difficulty: "It would be better to die!"

The personal soldier bit his lips and looked at He Ruochongshan's pale face, tears rolling down.

"Kill... and kill Zhang Jin, and avenge the boss!"

He Ruochongshan walked hard, and blood kept sliding down the corners of his mouth. His voice was very light because he had almost no strength to speak.

"Brother He Ruo said! Kill Zhang Jin!"

The personal soldiers who were holding him cried and shouted, then strode forward.

One companion after another was shot to death by feather arrows, but none of them retreated!

"Born together!"

When all the defeated soldiers of Juyeze were shot to death, the remaining twenty horse thieves held hands and held their brothers in their lives and death tightly. Each of them had a sense of peace that was beyond life and death. Their eyes were staring at Zhang Jinshen, who was less than a hundred meters away, and a flame burned in their eyes. They supported each other and walked the last journey of their lives together.

"Death together!"

They sing loudly, whispering blood step by step.

Zhang Jincheng's face became increasingly ugly, as gloomy as the heavy clouds in the sky. His thin body was trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was because of anger or fear. In his sight, more than twenty men covered in blood were walking forward hand in hand and moving forward.

puff!

The feather arrow shot into He Ruochongshan's heart, and the feather arrow penetrated deeply into his body. His body trembled suddenly and then fell softly, but there was no pain in his eyes.

"Helmet me!"

He shouted with all his strength: "Don't let me fall in front of my enemies! Death, I will stand to die!"

Finally, the remaining six horse thieves rushed up and formed a circle of arms to support He Ruochongshan. They were like a group of sincere believers in pilgrimage, and He Ruochongshan's body, which had gradually lost its vitality, was the holy mountain they worshipped.

The last drop of blood slid from the corner of his mouth, and He Ruochongshan smiled and murmured: "Life and live together...dea and die together."

Hiddenly, he saw a feather arrow flying towards him, so fast that he didn't have time to close his eyes.

A black knife came from somewhere, and knocked the feather arrow away with a sound.

The young man stood up with his sword and horse, as if coming from the sky.

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