Jiaohua

Chapter 1249: The Arrival of the Xia Family Army
As soon as the melee was mentioned, the soldiers and horses brought by Ji Hong rushed forward wildly. While the swordsmen were meeting the enemy, they sent out part of their men to coerce Lin Qingfeng and Bian Yuanfeng to the path.

Ji Hong took a few masters to chase, and these swordsmen had to divide their hands to stop them.

Bian Yuanfeng was held around his neck by a swordsman with a long sword, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, and looked at Lin Qingfeng, Fan Zhuyi and others frequently.

Lin Qingfeng and Fan Zhuyi were also kidnapped. Lin Qingfeng suffered from a serious illness and had not yet recovered. He was thin and frail, and staggered several times.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Bian Yuanfeng suddenly seized an opportunity, knocked away the swordsman who was holding him back, and rushed towards Lin Qingfeng, grabbed Lin Qingfeng by the throat and slammed it under the huge rock: "I will kill you!"

Lin Qingfeng was caught off guard, and there was a sharp pain in his back.

Bian Yuanfeng slapped her deadly and almost broke her neck in an instant.

The left and right swordsmen stopped immediately: "What are you doing!"

"stop!"

Bian Yuanfeng was pulled away, Lin Qingfeng rubbed his throat and coughed violently.

"Who are you to that bitch!" Bian Yuanfeng cursed excitedly, "I should have killed you long ago!"

After such a delay, Ji Hong led people to chase him, and rushed straight to the crowd with a clear goal, only Lin Qingfeng.

The swordsmen saw the opponent's purpose and refused to give way, but it became difficult to take Lin Qingfeng away, because these masters were close, and it was difficult for them to threaten Lin Qingfeng's life.

Ji Hong was overjoyed and shouted: "Yes! Keep her! Don't let her get hurt!"

The scene is getting more and more chaotic, life and death are on the line, fighting for ultimate moves, fighting for life.

There were countless corpses on the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

Bian Yuanfeng gritted his teeth, and wanted to go again while taking advantage of the chaos, but a swordsman suddenly grabbed him and said, "Let's go!"

Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou were also taken away by the swordsman.

Fan Zhuyi resisted vigorously and looked towards Ji Hong who was outside the crowd: "Hurry up and save me!"

Ji Hong looked at him and spread his hands innocently: "Aren't you embarrassing me? How can I save this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zhuyi was stabbed in the stomach, the swordsman drew out his long sword, and stabbed at his throat again.

Fan Zhuyi reluctantly tilted his head in pain, and slapped the swordsman's arm away.

More and more soldiers and horses came after him. Seeing that he could not kill Fan Zhuyi immediately, the swordsman had no choice but to abandon him and leave.

A thin figure suddenly approached Lin Qingfeng at this moment.

Yu Xiaozhou's eyes were sharp, and he immediately looked, it was the strange yellow-faced woman.

But she suddenly picked up the dagger next to the corpse of a master, rushed towards Lin Qingfeng, and stabbed her in the face!

Lin Qingfeng screamed and dodged, but her body was too weak and her speed reaction could not keep up. When she dodged like this, although she avoided the fatal blow, she got a very deep gash on her face.

The white, tender and smooth cheeks split in an instant, and blood flowed down like splashes.

The woman wanted to stab again and was kicked away.

Ji Hong, Yu Xiaozhou and others were dumbfounded.

Lin Qingfeng screamed with his mouth open, his whole body stiffened, and then wept loudly.

"Kill that bitch!" Ji Hong pointed to the yellow-faced woman on the ground, "Kill her!"

The yellow-faced woman quickly crawled away and was overtaken by the master.

"You can't kill me!" The yellow-faced woman yelled in panic, but her voice was extremely pleasant, "You can't kill me, you will regret it!"

"Kill her! Kill this bitch!" Ji Hong said.

The master slashed at the yellow-faced woman, and with a "bang", a crossbow arrow shot through the master's throat.

The yellow-faced woman raised her head in an instant, and in the wildly dancing night wind, Dongfang Eleven was enchanting and charming in a red dress, holding a bow and crossbow in her hand, perfectly blending strength and coquettishness into one.

Ji Hong was taken aback for a moment, and then ran towards the hillside behind him, scrambling and scrambling, not caring about the chaos at the scene or Lin Qingfeng's injury.

Dongfang Ten immediately set up a second arrow and took another life.

But as more and more soldiers came after them, Dongfang Shi had to retreat after shooting five arrows in a row.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded by the river, two short and one long.

Ji Hong, who just hid in the low valley on the side of the mountain, was shocked, and the expressions of the soldiers who came with him also changed.

This is their porcelain whistle, two short and one long indicate the danger of life and death, there will be a catastrophe, run as long as you can.

With the end of the whistle, the lights on the river were instantly lit up, and thousands of torches blazed brightly, gathering into a sea of ​​orange clouds, lighting up the entire river bank.

Dozens of fishing boats came, and the leading boat had two brand new banners, with "Xia" written on one side and "Yan" written on the other.

Xia Junnan held the big knife pinned to his waist, and shouted loudly: "Everyone on the shore, I am Xia Junnan, General Xia Junnan of the Zhendong Camp of the Xia Family Army! You are under the command of King Guangming, I am neither friend nor enemy, and I do not want to fight! Come to Hengxiang to do your own business, we don't ask, don't interfere! But we have thieves and traitors to catch! As soon as the boat stops, we will go ashore. At that time, Wangyuan visitors, don't be surprised, don't complain, don't make enemies !"

A gray-clothed man came after him from the west and led his men. Hearing this, he shouted, "Xia's army is brave and heroic. They are the best examples of soldiers and soldiers in the world. We have admired them for a long time! Don't dare to do anything wrong in front of Xia's army!"

"Thank you for your praise!" Xia Junnan shouted.

"You are welcome, General!" said the man in gray.

The fishing boats docked one by one, and Xia Junnan led his men to disembark. The men on the shore looked at these soldiers who had entered the annals of history and were destined to live forever without blinking.

They are completely different from the soldiers and horses compiled by the masters of the rivers and lakes. The temperament and charm of these soldiers come from the orthodox militarized training of Dagan, and they are strictly disciplined by the government of the country. They have also experienced one after another on the northern border battle of survival.

Standing there, they are tall tree poplars that set the country and guard the frontier.

The man in gray watched them come down, looking left and right, looking for Ji Hong and Lin Qingfeng.

A subordinate ran over quickly and whispered in his ear.

The man in gray was shocked: "Take me to find her!"

The gray-clothed man cupped his hands at Xia Junnan and the others, turned around and ran away.

Lin Qingfeng sat paralyzed on the ground, sobbing and crying, two men were doing emergency treatment for her.

Ji Hong was still hiding, not daring to come out.

It is true that Ying Jinliang and Xia Jiajun have no grievances, but he, Ji Hong, is not sure.

At this time, an open fire suddenly lit up in the northeast direction where the swordsmen disappeared, and a semi-arc-shaped strip of light stretched for two miles along the bank, as bright as day.

"There are soldiers and horses ahead..." Ji Hong murmured.

The sudden bright lights stopped Dongfang Ten in the dark night.

The swordsmen who led Bian Yuanfeng and the others to run first were stunned and raised their weapons.

However, the danger does not come from the bright light, but from the darkness around them.

More than a dozen people who had been ambushing here earlier suddenly rushed out. The swordsman holding Yu Xiaozhou had no time to react. The long sword in his hand was removed. broken.

The next moment, the swordsman felt severe pain in his chest. He was kicked and flew to the ground, and his ribs were broken on the spot.

The moment everything happened, the swordsman spat out thick blood, held his chest and raised his head.

In the dark night, the other party's back was tall and straight, with a rare and handsome figure, and he was leaning over to help the young boy.

Yu Xiaozhou, who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, stared blankly at Shen Lie, amazed by his skill and demeanor, and was speechless for a while.

(End of this chapter)