Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 41

Above Xiaohuanggang.

Mu Jing and Lei Hu are not far from the fighting field in front of them, and they can be seen when they look up, but they are well covered by tall grass all around them, and they are discussing in a low voice.

"Master Young Master, she is the Holy Maiden of Peace, Her Royal Highness we are loyal to, and now we are in danger, what should we do?" Faced with this situation, Lei Hu's breath was clearly ready to move.

"Brother Huzi, how many can you beat?"

Mu Jing squatted down, took a deep breath, and asked following the sound.

"Their martial arts are all good, especially those of the Taiping Shenwei Army. Their martial arts are strong and their shots are fierce. I guess I can't beat any of them. As for the soldiers of the Yellow Turban in the River East, they seem to be from rangers, and they are not taken lightly. I can deal with one or two, but if three or four go together, I will definitely die!"

After Lei Hu looked at it for a while, he spoke.

"Then let's have a look!"

Mu Jing held Lei Hu down and said in a deep voice.

It stands to reason that they are all from the Taiping Taoist background, and the Taiping Saintess is the prince's status in the hearts of the Taiping Taoists. They should indeed save their lives at the expense of their lives.

But today's Taiping Dao has collapsed.

With the death of the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao, Taiping Road gradually weakened its position in the hearts of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

Even many Taiping Dao disciples have lost their respect for Taiping Dao in the past. Needless to say, Mu Jing is a person who will be reborn in the future, and he doesn't have a good impression of Taiping Dao himself, and Lei Hu cares more about the Yellow Turban than Taiping Dao. Given the current situation and unfavorable situation, they will naturally not make random moves.

"But the young master, as far as I know, the big master is very concerned about the Holy Maiden of Peace. Before that, he ordered Uncle Zhao to spare no expense. We must also find the Holy Maiden of Peace, and we must protect the Holy Maiden's safety!"

Lei Hu suddenly became a little worried: "If we just watch the Holy Maiden of Peace being captured and don't take action, I'm afraid the boss will blame me!"

"Brother Huzi, what can we do to change the current situation?"

Mu Jing shook his head.

He knew that Lei Hu was right. His father, Mushan, had great respect for Zhang Mancheng. Even after Zhang Mancheng died, his respect for Zhang Mancheng was still hidden in his heart. The situation will definitely be shot.

"Brother Huzi, go to the county seat, find Uncle Zhao Ping, and ask Uncle Zhao Ping to send troops to rescue him immediately!"

Mu Jing said in a low voice.

"What about you?" Thunder Tiger asked.

"I'm here to watch them!"

Mu Jing said: "Your riding skills are much better than mine, and your speed is also faster. It doesn't take long to go to the county seat quickly, go back quickly!"

"it is good!"

Lei Hu nodded, not procrastinating, but he still gave some instructions before leaving: "Young master, they are basically masters, you must not make any moves!"

"Do not worry!"

Mu Jing smiled, lowered his voice, and said, "I am a person who cherishes my life very much!"

People who have died once are not less afraid of death, but more afraid of death.

He didn't want to feel the feeling of death again.

That feeling of consciousness fading away is like the whole world has abandoned you, exiled your soul in the endless starry sky.

Lei Humao leaned forward and left, and soon disappeared.

Mujing quietly stretched out his head, his eyes fixed on the fight scene that was imminent in front of him.

The [-] or [-] yellow scarf soldiers led by Yang Feng obviously began to lose their patience and pressed forward step by step. Fortunately, they did not have a bow and arrow formation, otherwise no matter how strong the Taiping Shenwei Army was, they would not be able to stop their bow and arrow shooting.

There were only a dozen or so Taiping guards left, forming a circular formation. The Taiping hooks in their hands were criss-crossed with iron cables, their sharp edges exposed, and they were retreating step by step.

"kill!"

Yang Fengnai is a fierce general under the command of Guo Tai, the commander of Hedong Qu. He lost his last patience, held a long spear in his hand, and killed him head-on.

"Go away!"

Zhang Huo roared angrily, and made a move with the Taiping Hook in his hand.

He was the deputy general of the Taiping God Guard in the past. Although he was shot when he was attacked, his lower abdomen was bleeding, he was seriously injured, and his body was in chaos, but his tenacious fighting spirit made the energy in his body burst out continuously.

boom!
The two fought against each other, and the powerful collision caused ripples in the surrounding air.

"Protect Your Highness, break out and fight!"

Zhang Huo's body was like an eagle, and he jumped with an invincible killing intent.

"Hmph, old man, you are already out of date, do you still think you were the deputy general of Shenwei, take a shot from me first!"

Although Yang Feng is only at the peak of internal energy and his cultivation is not as good as that of Zhang Huo, he is very confident in his marksmanship, and he is a military general. In fact, military generals are particular about him. Shoot out, carry this gas to swallow mountains and rivers.

"Kill it out!"

"Kill it out!"

The Taiping Divine Guard, the elite rangers in the Taiping Road were selected, each of them was a martial artist with internal strength, and they had also heard Zhang Jiao's unified training, and they also cooperated with each other in formations, instantly condensing into an arrow , to the outside you kill out.

"Kill them!"

"We must not let them escape!"

And these Yellow Turban soldiers who came from Hedong were also elite, without any fear, they went head-to-head and killed them head-on.

Bang bang bang! ! ! ! !
In the center of the battle, Yang Feng and Zhang Huo fought continuously for several rounds in an instant.

Zhang Huo is strong, but he was injured, and his strength is not half left, and he is still a ranger. When fighting, he lacks momentum compared to generals.

Although Yang Feng's skills are not as good as Zhang Huo's, he is outstanding in marksmanship, with great fighting spirit and the same momentum.

The two were fighting each other.

"Zhang Yong, Zhang Tong, leave me alone, hurry up and escort His Highness out!" Zhang Huo was distracted.

Bang!
And Yang Feng seized this opportunity, with a curved gun, relying on the inertial elasticity of the gun barrel, he smashed Zhang Huo fiercely at once. Zhang Huo was a little caught off guard, and hit the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bruises. .

"Uncle Huo!!!!" Under the veil of the cloak of the girl in the white dress, tears filled her eyes.

"Go!"

Zhang Huo turned over like a carp, jumped up, drank loudly, and then went straight to Yang Feng, entangled Yang Feng tightly: "Yang Feng, today I have you without me!"

"If you don't want to toast and eat fine wine, then you will be impolite. Throw an iron gun and use the iron gun to break through the chain formation of the dog Taiping hook. Except for the saint, no one will be left behind. Kill!" Yang Feng called Zhang Huo again and again. , while coldly shouting at a few of his men.

"promise!"

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army became more and more fierce, and they threw the spears in their hands without mercy.

The iron gun was like a meteor, falling continuously.

puff!
puff!
puff!
A sound broke out through the body.

Although the Taiping God Guards were strong, they were hard to beat with two fists and four hands. They began to fall one by one. In less than a quarter of an hour, there were only ten people left, escorting the Holy Maiden of Taiping to break out of the siege towards the bottom of the hill, getting stronger and stronger. Close to where the pastoral view is located.

"Damn, it's about to be exposed!"

Mujing's complexion changed slightly.

The experience is still too little, so I didn't choose a position to watch the battle. Well, his position is just right from top to bottom, leaving the hill, which is exactly the direction in which the Taiping Divine Guard breaks through.

He didn't dare to move, because as long as he moved, he would be spotted by the people fighting on both sides immediately, and the end could be imagined.

"How to do?"

The thoughts in his mind began to run quickly.

"It doesn't matter, sooner or later you will be exposed, take a gamble!"

Confused, Mu Jing decided to give them an empty plan, maybe they could save their lives.

He stood up abruptly, and walked out of the grass on his own initiative, watching the fighting scene between the two sides, as if he was just watching a play, his expression was so indifferent, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, approaching the fighting venue step by step.

"Someone?"

"Who is he?"

"Be careful and alert!"

The two sides who were fighting were suddenly startled, and quickly put away their offensive state and put on defensive alert.

Even Zhang Huo and Yang Feng separated, and their eyes fell on Mu Jing one after another.

"Everyone is so lively!" Mu Jing's indifferent eyes swept across. The soul of the previous life possessed him, just like a chairman inspecting his own company. .

"I don't know who the young master is?" Yang Feng frowned slightly, the boy's tone was very loud, his eyes scanned the surroundings first, he didn't feel anything unusual, he relaxed a little, then looked at Mujing, and asked following the sound.

"Nanyang Yellow Turban!"

Mujing replied calmly, "I'm Mujing, my father Mushan!"

"Mushan?"

"Zhang Mancheng's number one general!"

Yang Feng and Zhang Huo were sure, they were quite shocked and astonished.

They are both Yellow Turbans, and they don't have much overlap with each other, but it is undeniable that they are in the same system, and they will understand a little bit. The Nanyang Yellow Turbans were the most ferocious Yellow Turban Uprising back then.

"Yellow Turban Taiping is originally a family, but you are fighting in my Nanyang territory, don't you think my father is not in your eyes!" Mu Jing scolded sharply.

(End of this chapter)