Chapter 9 Pingmo (Sixth)

Deputy General Liu Zhaoan was accidentally attacked by Ning Yanzhang, and his archers were all lost. At this moment, he was extremely nervous, fearing that the score would be settled by Triangle Eye and Li Hongru. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horns and swords and shields from the head coach, and did not dare to leave any remaining strength. He raised his head and let out a wolf howl, and personally rushed to the front, vowing to kill the "Second Prince" under the knife!

Ning Yanzhang saw that the man was wearing cowhide armor and the key parts were inlaid with bright iron plates, and immediately knew that he must be an official. He swung his paint gun immediately and stabbed him directly. "Dang!" The steel-made gun tip and the horizontal knife collided in mid-air, and Mars flew everywhere, falling like rain.

"Good come!" Liu Zhaoan shouted, and with his right hand, he pushed the gun away with a horizontal knife, and snatched in. The shield in his other hand was used as a nail and went straight to Ning Yanzhang's chest.

Ning Yanzhang was just a young man who had just learned his skills for a few days. He had relied on his strength to take advantage of his long arms and the enemy was caught off guard. Now he met a veteran like Liu Zhaoan who had been on the battlefield for many years and immediately revealed his true colors. He was erecting his gun rod to block it, and at the same time he tried hard to stand firm. Then, a loud "dong" sound was heard in his ears, and the gun rod was pushed in half a foot inward by the shield, and he could not continue to move. The opponent's horizontal knife slashed under his ear like lightning.

"Ding!" At the critical moment, Chang Ning jumped up from his side and barely blocked the blade with the spear. However, Liu Zhaoan's body suddenly hovered, and the shield pushed Ning Yanzhang's gun as the axis. The blade retreated, cut down, and went straight to his lower abdomen from above the collarbone.

If he hit the nail on the head, Ning Yanzhang would definitely be broken. In the lightning, a black light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. However, when Chang Youcai saw him in danger, he turned his side and took a spear for him.

"Dang!" The blade collided with the gun rod that had been painted with paint many times, and it was still half an inch deep before barely stopping. Liu Zhaoan refused to fight against three, and immediately gave up the horizontal knife stuck in the gun rod and retreated. The two of them beside him rushed forward, one on the left and one on the right, and took advantage of the opportunity that Ning Yanzhang and others had already been pulled out of space to launch another fierce attack.

"Dang, Dang, Dangdang, Dangdang!" Mars flew everywhere, Chang Youcai, Chang Ning and Ning Yanzhang were killed so that they could only resist, but they had no power to fight back. After finally overwhelmed the attacks launched by the two heads, the deputy general Liu Zhaoan had already shot another horizontal knife from his personal guard, holding a large shield and pounced closer. Behind him, there were more than a dozen die-hard confidants, each of whom had been through the battlefield for a long time and was used to the life and death of both the enemy and us.

"Don't force yourself, fight and retreat. As long as you retreat near the gate, you can ask the archers to greet them!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Chang Wanying shouted behind Ning Yanzhang. At the same time, she raised her sword and knocked hard on the Taoist priests and villagers around her, "Hurry up, everyone should hurry up. Go back to the gate quickly, and then we will seal the gate again."

Without her urging, the Taoist priests and villagers in the team knew that the earlier return to the Taoist temple would give them a little more chance of survival. However, on the left and right sides of the crowd, a large number of bandits rushed over, dancing with swords and spears. Everyone had to take out eight points of their spirit to deal with it. The remaining two points of strength could be used on the two thighs that were rushing back.

In a blink of an eye, the entire team was in danger. Some people kept screaming and falling down, and some people were exposed from the center of the team to the edge, using awkward and stiff movements to resist the skillful attacks of the thieves' army.

If the team is dispersed, everyone will fall into a state of fighting on their own. Compared with the number and combat effectiveness of the enemy and us at this moment, no one will survive safely.

"All the monks under Changsheng Sect, come with me to save the eighth junior brother and the younger junior sister!" The eldest senior brother Zhenwuzi had just breathed evenly at the door. Seeing Ning Yanzhang and Chang Wanying in danger, he immediately waved his sword and took the lead to rush forward.

"Old Eighth, junior sister, we're here to save you!" Taoist priests who had just returned to the temple, roared and followed Ma Wuzi.

They were not many, but they were better at their skill in martial arts. They suddenly rushed to the side of the team and immediately cut out a bloody hole among the thieves trying to surround them.

The evacuation team was immediately doubled. All the Taoist priests and villagers gritted their teeth and fought and walked away from the bloody holes that Zhen Wuzi led to kill. In this way, Ning Yanzhang and others, who were responsible for the breaking of the rear, suddenly felt very light on their shoulders. They all let out a slap sound, and three paint guns rolled left and right, forcing Liu Zhaoan and his personal soldiers back several feet again, and blood spilled all over the ground.

"Retreat, everyone retreat together! Live and die together!" Ning Yanzhang shouted loudly, exerting force with his arms, shaking out a dark ball of paint gun. In the center, the sharp gun tip was like ink condensed into ice. Anyone who was touched by "black ice" would be at the least, flesh and blood would fly across the board, and at the worst, they would be killed on the spot.

Chang Youcai and Chang Ning waved the paint gun left and right to sweep the attack range to a fan. They refused to give the enemy another chance to attack. The two bandits dressed in a row were forced back by the paint gun twice, and their eyes were red in anger. They made gestures with each other, jumped a few steps, and launched an attack from both sides at the same time. Chang Youcai twisted his body suddenly, and swept the paint gun as a big stick, sweeping one gangster to break the bone. Chang Ning pressed his wrist and shook out a ball of gun flower, shaking the opponent's blade. Then he stabbed the other gangster and made a heart-blind.

"Swoosh swish swish swish-" A row of feather arrows suddenly flew towards him. The number was not large, but it came very suddenly. Ning Yanzhang followed Chen Tuan's method to dance the paint gun desperately, and used the "aura" brought by the gun rod and spear tassel to sweep away most of them. However, two fish with tricky angles broke through his obstacles and stabbed hard into Chang Ning's chest, which was not enough to hold, and picked up two dazzling red balls.

"Ah--!" Chang Ning screamed in pain and staggered towards the enemy opposite. After running three or five steps, his strength was exhausted. He poked the gun to the ground, held his hands tightly, and his body kept rotating, rotating, and rotating. The bright red plasma shot into the air like a fountain along the shaft of the two feather arrows. Until he died completely, he turned into a cold corpse.

"Xiao Ningzi, Xiao Ningzi!" Chang Wanying cried and jumped out from behind Ning Yanzhang, trying to help. However, her waist was hugged by another elderly general and could not continue to move forward.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" The hometown man would never let go no matter how Chang Wanying kicked and beat her. He stepped on his long legs and rushed towards the Taoist temple gate.

"Retreat! Retreat together!" Ning Yanzhang gritted his teeth and roared loudly. The red blood stains dripped down the corners of his mouth. Chang Ning was about the same age as him, and he was the only one among the generals of the Changfu family who were not too repulsive of him. He even reminded him carefully in his spare time. He would definitely not be able to learn martial arts well by relying on acquaintances alone. His true insights are usually between life and death. However, those who have not experienced the battlefield will have much less judgment and reaction speed. Including himself, because of his lack of combat experience, his skills can only be ranked at the bottom among the generals.

Ning Yanzhang was very grateful for his reminder and planned to make a friend like him from the bottom of his heart. However, after he was shot by a feather arrow, Ning Yanzhang found that he could not give him any help. He could not rescue, stop bleeding and heal, and even had no ability to follow and help him end the pain one step earlier. He could only watch him frightened, fall to the ground, and then be trampled by the bandits who rushed forward.

"Roar, rush forward and kill them all! Kill them all and avenge the dead brothers!" Deputy General Liu Zhaoan led two Dutou, more than 20 confidants, and nearly a hundred miscellaneous soldiers to quickly run past Chang Ning's body. His eyes were red, and his whole body was stained with plasma.

They were like a group of crazy-starved wild dogs, and they urgently needed to pull off a few pieces of flesh and blood from their prey to fill their stomachs. However, the "prey" that was accelerating their retreat was not a group of sheep without resistance. Seeing that the "wild dogs" were chasing closer and closer, Ning Yanzhang gritted his teeth and stopped, swung his spear, and swept his strength!

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!" The metal hit sounded endlessly. At least three horizontal knives were swept into the air by him, and two were broken into two pieces. Taking advantage of the moment when the bandits lost their weapons, Chang Youshi shook the paint gun and stabbed them left and right. "Puff! Puff!" Two strokes, the two bandits closest to him were sent to the west.

"Kill him, kill him!" The famous head led the team to pounce, and a ball of white snow was poured out in the air. Chang Youcai called, slashed, swept, and slanted. In a blink of an eye, he killed two more bandits, raised his legs and kicked the third one, and he squirted blood in his mouth. Fourth, fifth, and sixth bandits continued one after another, but he couldn't handle it, and a flaw finally appeared around him. The leader of the team saw an opportunity, rolled forward, and the blade squirted from bottom to top!

"Click!" At the critical moment, Ning Yanzhang gave up fighting with deputy general Liu Zhaoan. He pushed the radiant gun over and blocked the fatal blow for Chang Youcai. However, he himself had a big leak in his body, and was stared at by four or five pairs of eyes at the same time, and four or five horizontal knives were slashed in staggered.

"Click!Click!Click..." The sound of the blade slashing into the gun bar was endless. Chang Youcai refused to let Ning Yanzhang die to rescue him. He stepped in front of him and blocked most of the attacks with the gun bar.

However, there were still two horizontal knives that bypassed the gun and stabbed into his lower abdomen. Chang Youcai spat out a mouthful of blood, and with his arms struggling, pushing five or six enemy troops back. "Let's go, go quickly!" He looked back at Ning Yanzhang, roared loudly. His legs then exerted force, and his whole body rushed into the enemy, turning into a dazzling ball of blood.

"Uncle Talented!" Ning Yanzhang let out a shrill cry, and like a wounded beast, he picked up a horizontal knife from the ground and chopped it around. He didn't want to retreat, so he wanted to leave to avenge Chang Youcai, avenge Chang Ning, and avenge all those who died because of him. He wanted to kill the bandit leader in front of him, kill all the bandits in front of him, and kill all the conscience-like dog-lung people in this world.

"Looking for death!" Liu Zhaoan sneered and took a few steps back, threw down his shield, and rushed forward. The second prince of the Shi family, who was pampered, went crazy and was stimulated by blood at the critical moment. This was the credit given by God. If he did not capture the credit, he would be punished by God in the future.

"Huh!" A gust of wind suddenly broke out on the ground, and a black shadow fell from the sky. The sword light flashed, and he pushed Liu Zhaoan away from Ning Yanzhang's horizontal knife. Then he twisted his body, grabbed the young man, and left as if flying.

"Immortal! It's old, old god!" Liu Zhaoan was shocked and stopped his feet in a daze, not knowing whether he should continue to go forward to chase and kill. The other party came suddenly and walked in a hurry, floating around like the legendary sword immortal. People who offended the sword immortal usually have to die well. Even if they have become the governor, they will inevitably be chopped off their heads in a daze.

"Swoosh, swosh!" Another row of feather arrows shot towards him, completely solving his confusion.

Several Changfu generals who were staying in the Taoist temple climbed up the courtyard wall again. They put up their horn bows and shot and killed the pursuers who were too close to the Taoist temple gate one by one.

Within thirty steps from the gate of the Taoist temple, a huge gap immediately appeared. Taoist priests such as Makoto, Machiko, and others, staggered into the gate with their companions who could still walk. A huge Laojun Xiang was quickly pushed into the gate. With a "boom", the only way to enter the Taoist temple was blocked again!
Chapter completed!