Chapter 686

Wang Bo and Zhang Cambodian, led by 20 soldiers, began to gallop in Bazhou City, where the snowflakes were more dense.

Black tooth Chang Zhi and Xue Rengui, led by others, have now disappeared in the dense snow.

Li Xian and Fang MuQing, who stood at the door to see them off, looked at the two teams with complicated faces and disappeared quickly in two directions.

In the snow, Li Xian, dressed in a thick fur coat, looked back at Fang MuQing, whose eyes were full of love. He asked with a smile, "what's the matter? Why do you look at me like that? "

"Your Highness, you have changed." Fang MuQing wipes the snowflake on Li Xian's shoulder and says softly.

"Changed?" Li Xian asked.

Fang MuQing followed Li Xian to the backyard, and the 30 or so domestic servants had already got their own warm clothes, and a large amount of coal was also distributed by them. Smoke began to rise from the roof, and the whole residence suddenly became more popular. It was no longer as cold and cold as it was just now.

"I'm afraid that you are afraid of Wang Benli. I dare not tell Xue Rengui about Wang Benli and others." Fang MuQing walked into the room and looked at the little guy sleeping in the warmth, while Li Guangshun, the eldest, was leaning on his chin and staring at the snow outside.

"The father of two children, even if he doesn't think about you, he should also think about them. You should pack up your things, just in case." Li Xian caresses Fang MuQing's cheek and looks at the busy domestic servant outside. The melancholy between his eyebrows has not disappeared.

"Are you afraid that general Xue will be defeated..."

"There are too few of them. If we are defeated, we will not be taken into account. There are not many domestic servants with martial arts skills. We can only seek self-protection..."

"Since your Highness has decided, why not send them out to fight the enemy together? So even if it is Is it right for the father, the emperor, the empress and even the Tang Dynasty Fang MuQing's eyes are bright and firm.

Li Xian sighed helplessly: "yes, but I have to take care of your mother and son. As for the coming troubles in Bazhou, let them go

"Your Highness, the safety of my wife, mother and son is very important, but if Xue Rengui and his wife are defeated, how can we live in Bazhou? It seems that the wind and snow can't stop for a while. Shall we escape? Where can we escape? It is better to take this opportunity to show the changes you have made in recent years, such as the father, the emperor, the empress dowager, and his Highness the prince. In this way, we can have a better turn. " Fang MuQing grabs Li Xian's hand and says firmly.

"But..." Li Xian's eyes were fixed on the sleeping baby with a tangled and contradictory look.

"No, but this is your only chance. Whether our mother and son can live a good life in Bazhou in the future and whether you will not be oppressed by Wang Benli will depend on this war." Room Mu Qing hopes to continue to say.

Zhang cambzhi and Wang Bo quickly march in the wind and snow. The sound of horse's hooves on the thick snow makes a dull sound, which also makes the movement in the distance be heard clearly at the first time.

"It seems that Wang Benli is very vigilant. At this time, there are so many people gathered at the door?" Zhang Cambodian used his hand to fan the snowflakes in front of him, but the layers of snowflakes were always enjoying themselves, as if they were playing with him, and the more they were fanning.

"This was originally the residence of King Pei in exile, but later, in order to protect his life and get the care of Wang Benli, Wang Benli was forced to give it to Wang Benli under the hint of Wang Benli, and we lived there." Wang Bo also held a horizontal knife in his hand.

He and Zhang Cambodian are both civil servants, but now they have to abandon the pen and horizontal sword. At this time, they have no concern about whether they can have combat effectiveness with the horizontal sword.

"How many people are there? Is it tough? " Zhang Cambodian felt that he was holding the hand of the horizontal knife. He was sweating in the cold snowy day. He clenched the handle of the knife tightly and asked.

"The fighting power is not very good, but it is still a bit more powerful than the refugees in the pass. Most of them are refugees on horseback. They give up grazing and settle down. Their Kung Fu is not weak, but the number is relatively small." Wang Bo slowed down his horse speed, looked at the dozens of soldiers at the gate of the mansion, and said as calmly as possible.

"What? Go straight in? Are you sure that Wang Benli will be captured? " Zhang Cambodian looked back at the twenty soldiers and said.

The chief soldier nodded heavily and said in a cold voice, "don't worry, my Lord. These people are not afraid. I will follow general Xue for many years. This Anxi nomadic people are more and more bullish and afraid of the hard. As long as you are strong enough to pass them, they will respect you as the leader."

Zhang Cambodian listened to the words of the chief soldier, but he was angry for a moment. What you said was nonsense? If I can beat them, I'll talk to you? It's a long time ago.

But then, Zhang Cambodian understood why this soldier dared to speak like this.

"My Lord, you and this..." The soldier didn't know what to call Wang Bo. After a pause, he said, "wait here. Wang Benli, the last general, has seen what he has seen today. What he looks like has already been engraved in his mind. If he kills this, he will surely be able to survive."

"Sure." Zhang cambzhi and Wang Bo were in a good mood, and felt at ease."I'm sure that if I can't get it, I'd like to see you." The soldier said fiercely.

In fact, they are people, and their hearts are even more anxious. If Wang Benli can be quickly captured, they can go back as soon as possible to help general Xue and general Heichi.

"Well, then you rush in, and if you can't catch the living, you can do the dead." Zhang Cambodian drew out his sword and saw the shouts and several people at the gate of the mansion, who had already come towards them.

"Yes, my Lord." The soldier took orders, put his legs in a horse's belly, and the first one rushed to those people.

"Kill!" In the silent wind and snow, the cry of killing by twenty soldiers sounded like a thunderbolt. Although the voice was not very loud, it was full of resolute fighting spirit and cold murderous spirit!

A little cold light shuttled through the dense snowflakes. The scream was heard in front of 20 soldiers in an instant, while the seven or eight soldiers behind them accelerated to surpass their companions in front of them. The bow and crossbow on their waists were held horizontally in their hands, and the others at the door were fired at random.

When the crossbow in their hands was finished, the soldiers who had originally shot the first wave had already killed at the gate of the mansion under the cover of the crossbow.

The horizontal knife cuts off the snowflakes flying like curtains. In the fierce atmosphere of killing and cutting, the waving of each knife will add a touch of bright blood red to the continuous snowflakes in the air.

Blood donation flying from the air, the moment sprinkled on the snow, immediately to the thick snow, melt out a black red blood hole, instant snow, then formed a beautiful brown red picture.

Zhang cambzhi looked at the soldiers who had been killed in the distance ahead, tightened the horizontal knife with the scabbard, looked at Wang Bo beside him and said, "you wait here, I will kill you together!"

Wang Bo was shocked. Why did you kill a civilian official? Don't you want to die?

However, in his present status, he was unable to say this, so he had to stretch out his hand and stop him: "it's not allowed to kill the land. There are too many dangers. The safety of adults is important."

Zhang Cambodian shook his head and looked a little anxious: "I can't care so much. General Xue and general Hei Chi all took the lead and ran to the gate of the city to resist hundreds of nomadic nomads with less than 100 troops. Am I here to watch the soldiers fight? Worthy of your Highness's expectation of me? Is it worthy of the Tang Dynasty? "

At last, the word "Hu" still lingers in Wang Bo's ear, but Zhang Cambodian's man has already held up a horizontal knife and bravely yelled at him and rushed over.

Although the shouts sounded a little shaky, it was more of an indomitable bravery.

Wang boleng was in the same place, watching the snow blur Zhang's back, biting his lips and tangled for a moment: "I'll go with you! Kill Ah. "

Wang Bo didn't expect that his killing voice in the silent snow day trembled more than Zhang Zhangzhi's voice. His legs and stomach were also shaking weakly with his horse's belly. Even he could clearly feel that as soon as he fell down, he would be designated as a fart of soft seat on the snow.

The horizontal knife that Zhang Cambodian held up in his hand, exhausted all his strength to eat, and finally fell down. The man who was hit by the arrow just stood up and looked at the flimsy and weak broadsword in the air, but he couldn't tell which side the knife was going to fall.

He bent down and bent his back to avoid the weak knife. Zhang cambi was greatly disappointed and hit the bolt stone at the door. Under his great strength, he felt that the horizontal knife was very tough. After making a proper sound, Zhang had to pull back the horizontal knife, but he didn't want to draw back the horizontal knife. Unexpectedly, it was just from the one who had just bent down and bent back and had just straightened up The back of the neck.

The huge force, coupled with the force of Zhang Cambodian's pulling back, seemed to be the feeling of gravity acceleration. The sharp blade of the horizontal knife actually cut off the man's head directly.

However, the man never looked back and didn't know how his head fell and who cut it off. In his short thought of death, he never thought it was the soft knife just now.

Not only he, but also the culprit himself did not find out. He had already cut off a head with a swing of his hand.

In the scuffle at the gate, the well-trained horse in his crotch did not give Zhang Cambodian, who did not know anything about it, any time to think, and he successfully entered the front yard from the door after avoiding the attack of an enemy.

Wang Bo behind him was shocked and looked at Zhang Zhangzhi's bravery to cut off a head, but he did not go back to kill him. He felt that he was the son of a bitch: you are a man of both literature and martial arts!

"Kill!" Zhang cambzhi, inspired by the blood and the broken arm and hand, threw the Futou from his head. Looking at the scuffle in front of him, he closed his eyes and waved a horizontal knife to kill him.

"My Lord, why did you come in?" The horse in the head soldier's hand provokes an enemy, throws to fly out, hastily spurs the horse to rush over.

"Kill! Don't pay attention to me. " Zhang Cambodian's face flushed, his voice no longer trembled, but his legs and hands trembled more than before. The war was too terrible, especially when the number of people was not dominant and there were enemies in all directions.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!