Chapter 7

It's unpredictable!

Listen to the scream around, and Fu corpse in front of him Xiaoyu, Wu Ming is clenching his teeth.

In troubled times, people are inferior to dogs.

Under the survival task of the main temple, how can we be slack?

Before, if the other side of the arrow a little bit, the death may be their own.

"Kill all the Han people!"

The closer the horse's hoof was, the more the Hu people rode and shot. Although there were only ten horses at this time, the flying arrows were like rain, and all the city heads were suppressed. When no one dared to probe, the Hu people rushed to the front of Tuwei.

One of them, a centurion like Hu man, gave a loud shout and jumped down from the horse. He used both hands and feet, just like a quick ape. After three or two times, he climbed up the wall with a deep nose and a ferocious smile on his face.

In the uncertain light of the fire, the painted totems on this person's face are all distorted, and the black and blue runes seem to choose people.

Shua!

A blue arc-shaped light appeared on his hand. At the point where the machete passed, the heads of several rural heroes had been flying out. The scene was extremely bloody, and even the surrounding rural heroes could not help softening their legs.

"If you don't hear from us and have a guard, Chuang Tzu like this will come down as soon as he is flushed..."

Wu Ming sighed and saw more Hu people rush up. He couldn't help winking at Qin Hu who was still in a daze: "let's go!"

When is the time of crisis, when is it more important not to show value?

Needless to say, if daqingzhuang is really broken and Hu people want to survive for seven days, it will become a joke.

"Hu people want to open the door, don't let them succeed!"

Wu Ming thought so and did so. He immediately took a look at a hu man who had just come up. He yelled and pestered him.

Peng!

Wu Ming was fighting against a man with a beard. Without looking at him, he came with a machete. His angle was strange, his strength was fierce, and he was even more concise and sharp.

Wu Ming took a deep breath. He suddenly lowered a part of his body, dodged a split, and hit the Hu.

The face of the bearded man changed when he was hit by the powerful Qi. He was holding a machete and three knives went up one after another. The knife was fierce and full of military style.

"Great strength, at least equivalent to the triple physical realm, muscle and bone of the master!"

Martial arts begins with centering. Even if it's the polishing of skin, flesh, muscles and bones, a higher level is to exercise the inner strength of the five zang organs and six Fu organs.

At this time, Wu Ming was a master of four kinds of physical body and strong internal environment. Not only his muscles and bones, but also his internal organs were concise. Even so, he did not dare to take his own flesh and blood to fight against the enemy's machete.

His face was dignified, and his feet were like the wind. He quickly avoided two knives and exhaled deeply. His abdominal cavity was sunken to avoid the disaster of the last knife.

Wu Ming even felt that he couldn't bear it with his strong lungs. He was filled with a burning feeling, so he gave a punch.

Bang!

With unreserved strength, his fist hit the cavalry on the head and smashed him down the wall.

[kill one Hu cavalry and get 50 small feats!]

Almost at the moment when the cavalry turned over and fell, Wu Ming heard the mechanical voice of the main temple in his mind.

"Ah

At this time, a cry came, it was Huang Ying and Kang Shouli who were in trouble.

Only a hu man rushed up with a grim smile? Kang Shouli, who has a dual physical environment, looks at the ferocious Hu people. His courage is exhausted and he can't move. He is stabbed by an owl, which makes Huang Ying scream.

As for Xiang Yong, Wang Yin's face is as deep as water. He entangles with his former ten husband, Tulu warrior. His fists and feet add up, and there's a bang. Another group of people are all shrinking their eggs. They are surrounded by Wang Qiao to hide in a change, which makes Wu Ming quite want to curse his mother.

After another glance at Qin Hu, the boy, with a heavy face and a steel knife he didn't know where, was entangled with a hu man. The war was fierce. Seeing this, Wu Ming sighed and rushed to Huang Ying's back with a punch.

Unexpectedly, the hu man had been ready for a long time. Suddenly he turned his head and cut it with a knife.

The feeling of emptiness and powerlessness came, and it was obvious that he didn't hit the target, which made the hu man's face look a little surprised. He was immediately seized by Wu Ming's back collar, lifted it upside down, and suddenly released his strength.

Bang!

During the loud noise, the man had a close contact with the wall. His neck showed a strange arc, and his head was half sunken. It was obvious that he could not live.

"Thank you so much for your help!"

Such a violent scene made Huang Ying stay for a long time.

"It's all right... It's all within my power..."

Wu Ming casually said a word, and immediately saw old man Wang Qiao yelling out peace, two rows of rural brave scattered, revealing a few things, the corner of his eye is a jump, almost burst of foul language.

"Dare you come to daqingzhuang? Give it to me

In the roar of old man Wang Qiao, several Xiang Yong, wearing leather armor and holding hundreds of steel-making knives, rushed over. They were powerful, at least two or three heavy warriors.

The other group was more ferocious. They took out more than a dozen bows to aim at them, and even a crossbow!

"Bow and crossbow? an armor? It seems that no matter what Dynasty, private possession is treason, isn't it

Even Wu Ming's forehead sweated a little when he saw the big killers.

However, it is clear that not only the high-end force in this world is amazing, but also the conventional force is far beyond the previous generations.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw the battle, the warrior Tulu, the head of the Hu people, changed his face and yelled a few words. He no longer entangled with Wang Yin and jumped down the wall quickly.

The surviving Hu people retreated one after another, and then there were flying arrows in the dark.

"Want to go? Ask me first

At this time, Wang Yin was red eyed. He suddenly grabbed the crossbow and pulled the trigger under the wall.

Buzz!

The bow is like a thunderbolt! Wu Ming's ears were buzzing because of the powerful power of the machine.

Poof!

As soon as the Hulu warrior fell on the horse's back, the long arrow followed him. The powerful kinetic energy not only went directly through the man's chest, but also went into the horse's back!

kill two birds with one stone!

Seeing that the leaders all fell down, the trembling Hu people were scared one after another. Qin Hu seized the opportunity to cut off his opponent's neck with a knife, and his face was slightly happy.

Under the Hu people's curse, there are several flying arrows.

However, Xiang Yong, who was above Tuwei, also raised his courage, drank and scolded one after another, and then shot wildly in the dark. After a long period of noise, he gradually calmed down.

……

In the early morning, daqingzhuang is shrouded in sadness and solemnity.

In the ancestral hall, the villagers surrounded the coffin with red eyes, and the women and children wailed.

Wu Ming, Qin Hu and Huang Ying, for Kang Shouli and Xiao Yu, converged on the corpse, as if they were under the pressure of a huge stone.

Thank you for your help last night

At this time, Wang Qiao wrapped his arms and also came to meet Wu Ming: "please rest assured, young master. We will arrange your companion's coffin properly..."

It has to be said that the outbreak of Wu Ming and Qin Hu last night left a deep impression on old man Wang Qiao.

After all, two martial arts men with three or four physical conditions are absolute masters in daqingzhuang. I'm afraid no one can resist them except Wang Yin.

"Thank you, Li Changgao Yi!"

Wu Ming's eyes are slightly red: "but the Hu people are cruel, they will not stop... But we have to prepare early!"

He knew that he might not be afraid of melee against ordinary Hu cavalry, but if he played with his opponent on the plain, he would be killed.

Just talking about hand to hand combat, a turu warrior is enough to make him headache.

In contrast, of course, we must advance and retreat together with the daqingzhuang forces in order to have a little assurance of life.

"I don't know. Last night was just a wave of pioneers? Hu people have always been fighting, at least a hundred people team.... "

Old man Wang grinned bitterly, with a look of desire to talk and stop.

Wu Ming naturally knew what he wanted to say, and said directly, "I can fix a letter, but there must be some Hu people riding around daqingzhuang. I'm afraid..."

Wang Qiao's heart sank when he said this. He was at a loss and said, "what can I do? What to do... "

It has to be said that although this man has some scheming, he has been in Chengping for a long time. At this time, he suddenly faces a bloody battle. It's good to have this performance.

However, no matter what he thinks, Wu Ming will not agree to anything.

After all, if he could call for reinforcements, hell!

It's just that this time is different from the past. What's wrong with old man Wang Qiao? Can't he push them out?

Moreover, I'm afraid that this man did not dare to tell the truth and cut off the last hope of the whole Zhuangzi people.

Drowning, is the last straw, but also desperately grasp.

Perhaps, in Wang Qiao's heart, he is still trying to deceive himself.

With a smile on his lips, Wu Ming said, "I quite know that the Hu people are cruel and inhumane, but they have to be prevented by some means."

……

Not far from daqingzhuang.

In a temporary camp.

Dozens of Hu people are solemn and solemn, gathered in front of a shaman witch with a antler mask, black and white divine clothes, and a blood colored drum hanging around his waist.

At this time, in front of these people, there were several Hu people who were bound and kneeling, dejected. It seemed that they were the cavalry who attacked daqingzhuang last night.

"The wolf God is protecting us!"

Shaman wizard suddenly said: "according to the rules of the grassland... Your ten husband died in battle, and your whole team should be buried with him!"

His eyes under his antler mask did not seem to fluctuate, but the prisoners were trembling.

"You go! Your life will be inherited by us, and the land of shame will be washed with blood

Shamanism came forward, holding the hair of a prisoner kneeling, and a golden dagger appeared in his right hand, which suddenly wiped the neck of the prisoner.

When the artery was cut, the blood gushed out. It seemed that in the illusion, the blood color drum around the Shaman's waist was more colorful

"Alego! Go and wipe that Chuang Tzu off the ground

The Shamanist's voice was mysterious, and his eyes looked around the camp, where there were piles of sacks of grain and a large number of innocent Han prisoners