At this time, Xiaobao could no longer control the situation, so he could only fight with him, so that his own people would be less hurt.

He ordered his guards to break out and rush to the middle, and many great Xuan people fell to the ground, and he had to pull them out.

More than two thousand people fought in a ball, and the sound of killing sounded loudly, but from time to time, injured people would fall to the ground. As long as they fell to the ground, they would be trampled and more people would fall down.

Even if they fall, they will fight each other. They roll and pinch each other's neck; use fists and elbows to hit each other's eyes.

A man of Vos rode on the back of Daxuan, grabbed Daxuan's hair and smashed it hard on the ground. The ground was covered with stones, and blood was seen in one go. Daxuan's face was covered with blood, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. But even in the last half breath, he still cursed with confusion: You bastard!

Even though a Daxuan man was tripped, he still fucked the head of the shovel with a broken handle and cut his head on the head and neck of the same fallen man, until the other party stopped moving.

A Daxuan man who was trampled and couldn't turn over, holding another Woth man's calves and biting him desperately. Even if he was trampled to death, he would create an opportunity for his companions to kill a few more Woth men. The bitten Woth man had to bend down and punch him at the other person's head, trying to open him.

But the moment the Worth man bent down, three shovels and picks hit the back of his head and back at the same time, and he never had the chance to get up again.

With such close combat, Sun Yong and his men in the boat gang had no time to drag people into the water. They could only rush towards the most powerful Voss people and chop them one by one first.

The Worths gradually showed defeat, and the shovels and picks made it difficult for them to get close to and quickly killed their opponents. Instead, they needed to be injured first to get close to the opponent. The wrestling skills they had learned since childhood were blocked by the shovels and picks, and they could not give any advantage.

Before Chu Qing could get to the corner, he heard the sound of fighting. The sound made her heart tremble. She clamped the horse's belly and whipped the horse hard again.

Zhuo Yao and his guards had already installed spears. They held the gun in one hand and held the reins in the other, and quickly turned around the corner.

The scene in front of him made Chu Qingzi look: the vast crowd mixed together, the wind blowing towards him was full of blood, the river beach was covered with blood, and it was sensation of blood, almost everyone's head and face were covered with blood, and they could not tell who was who.

"one!"

The wind brought a slogan. Chu Qing wanted to distinguish the direction of the sound, but saw an arrow shot from each of the two bushes on the opposite slope.

Two Worth soldiers shouted out the last number at the same time, and two arrows shot towards Xiaobao from both directions at the same time.

The arrow penetrated extremely quickly into the same point in the crowd.

"Boom!" Chu Qing's heart suddenly felt like it was hit by a huge rock, and it hurt so much that it could not breathe - "Xiaobao!"

Chu Qing shouted wildly: "Xiaobao~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The voice was sharp and anxious, and even under the wind, it penetrated the entire crowd.

"Uh!" Xiaobao was caught in an arrow on his back, and the powerful impact of the arrow led Xiaobao's body to pounce forward.

"Xiaobao!!!" Zhuo Yao shouted and rushed into the crowd, completely ignoring whether they were Daxuan or Vos in front of him.

Like Chu Qing, he couldn't see Xiaobao, but intuition, the two arrows shot to the same point, and the target must be Xiaobao.

"Lulu..." In the rapid and high-pitched neighing of the horse, Zhuo Yao's horse hooves were raised high and kicked the back of an outer Vos man. Zhuo Yao jumped up from the horse's back, waved his spear and stepped on the head or shoulders below to kill the crowd in the middle of the crowd.

Chu Qing pulled his bow and arrows in his rage, fired five arrows in succession, shooting towards the two clusters of shrubs until he saw the man with arrows rolling down the low slope.

Twenty arrows were shot out quickly, and the arrow bags on their waists were empty. There were Voss people who fell to the ground from time to time in the crowd, which finally made everyone know that Daxuan people came to support.

The crowd gradually calmed down.

There were not many supporters, and only Chu Qing's thirty people also shocked the Worth people.

Chu Qing pulled out the arrow from the spare arrow bag on the horse's back. The spare arrow bag was small and there were only ten arrows inside. Chu Qing raised his bow and aimed at it again.

Zhuo Yao and Xiaobao's guards who broke into the siege had already hugged Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, hold on! Your mother is here!"

Xiaobao's eyelids were heavy, but he tried his best to open his eyes and calm his breath. He smiled and said, "Yes, I'm in trouble. You have to say good things for me..."

Blood foam overflows between the teeth.

"Xiaobao! Hold on, it's okay, ah? Your mother won't blame you!" Zhuo Yao comforted with a trembling voice.

"What are you...ah!" A soldier of Vos asked Chu Qing, but before he could finish his words, Chu Qing's arrow had shot like his mouth, and the arrow came out from the back of his neck.

Those who dare to speak when the crowd is shocked and are holding a scimitar in their hands must be people with status. When will they not kill one to warn a hundred times?!

"Kill her!" another soldier called out angrily.

"Swish!" Another arrow shot into his mouth, and the arrow still penetrated from the back of his neck.

"Da Xuan Chuqing is here, let Kellydi come to see me!" Chu Qing roared.

The crowd was in agitation, the people of Vos and the people of the Daxuan left, and the boys of the Federation gave up a corridor, and Chu Qing saw the little treasure in Zhuo Yao's arms.

In an instant, Chu Qing's eyes were congested and he clamped his horse's belly and rushed into the crowd. The guards immediately followed. Less than a hundred meters away, less than thirty horses actually exuded the momentum of thousands of troops.

Chu Qing jumped off the horse, raised his hand and shot a dart into the throat of the knife-holding man near her. Then, before the man fell to the ground, Chu Qing rushed over and grabbed his collar, and dragged him towards Xiaobao.

This is venting anger.

"Mom, are you having a meal?" Xiaobao was a little panicked when he saw his mother coming. He was injured and could not let his mother see it.

Trying to sit upright in Zhuo Yao's arms, he lost his bloody lips and erratic sounds, betrayed the fact that he was seriously injured.

"That child turned out to be the son of Chu?"

"It's true!"

Some of the Voss exclaimed in a low voice.

"What are you pretending to be a grandson!" A big boy slapped the Voss man on the face of the talking man next to him. The Voss man was about to get angry when he glared at him, but looking at the atmosphere around him, he didn't dare.

Yes, what are you pretending to be a grandson!

Many people have seen that child, and even if he has never seen it, he has heard of it. If it had nothing to do with Chu Qing, how could the Daxuan people listen to that child?

The people of Voss clearly had a judgment in their hearts, but no one said it out loud, so they pretended not to know.

Just like there were soldiers among them, but they were not wearing soldiers' clothes, the Daxuan people could not expose them.

"Call Kellydy here!" Chu Qing roared again.

Chu Qing didn't know who was instructing the large-scale fight in front of her. She thought it was the provocation of the fourth prince Kellydi. Even if the fourth prince was not there, at least Ge Jingtai would be there.
Chapter completed!