Great Military Division

Chapter 122 Niu Fu is so angry that he curses his mother!
Clang!Clang!Clang!
Jin Ming exploded, sparks splashed.

As if in the blink of an eye, corpses were scattered all over the place, and blood flowed like rivers.

He Yun has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is a rare master in the clan, his moves are sharp and crisp, without dragging his feet.

From the beginning of the raid to the present, in just a moment, there were as many as fifteen or six defenders of Wancheng who died in his hands, and he forcibly tore open the defense of the north gate city.

puff!
A sword seals the throat.

He Yun beheaded the last soldier in the city gate, and immediately ordered: "Sixth and Seventh, you lead people to guard the stone ladders on both sides to buy time for the tribe to retreat."

The two strong men nodded: "Understood."

Immediately.

The two of them led their clansmen and rushed towards the stone ladders on both sides to stop the soldiers and horses coming from the direction of the city.

He Yun looked back, but seeing that the patriarch had successfully rescued the clansman, he was ecstatic inside.

but
Why are there so many new faces in my family?
When they mixed together, even He Yun couldn't help being stunned.

What the hell is going on with this Nima?

Too late to think about it.

He Yun immediately led people to evacuate the clansmen: "Hurry up, everyone hurry out of the city, someone will meet you at Wanbei Pavilion, and leave quickly in a horse-drawn carriage, there must be no mistakes."

"He Yun!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind the clansmen.

It's the owner, He Xian.

He Yun immediately judged it, and walked forward quickly with a sword in his hand, but saw several strange faces beside He Xian, who looked nervous, with a hint of fierceness in their eyes:
"Master, this is"

For some reason, He Yun felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

As a ranger, he felt a faint murderous look in the opponent's eyes.

That's right.

It is murderous.

He Yun subconsciously tensed up.

If you look carefully, the opponent is as strong as a bull, holding a Huan Shou knife, with steady steps and sharp eyes. He is by no means an ordinary ranger, more like a soldier in the army, and his strength must be good.

Damn!

Why would the owner of the house be with them?
Who are these guys?

Just when He Yun was puzzled, the Patriarch He Xian said casually: "They are sent by His Highness, His Highness has not given up on us, brought them with us, and left quickly, I will be responsible for the end."

"Your Highness?"

He Yun was taken aback.

He seemed to be in disbelief that His Royal Highness King Hongnong would send someone to rescue him at any risk for the sake of the He family.

If it is really His Royal Highness King Hongnong, then it is not surprising that some of his subordinates are fierce soldiers in the army.

For a moment, He Yun was relieved, moved in his heart, nodded and smiled at Wang Biao: "Thank you for coming to help."

Wang Biao responded with a little embarrassment: "This is what you should do, hurry up, or you may not be able to leave the city if you don't leave."

"Catch them, don't let them get away."

"Stop, thief~~~"

"Kill~~~"

"."

At this moment, there was a shocking shout of killing behind him.

He Xian immediately gave the order: "Ah Yun, quickly take this person away, follow the plan, and I'll be the last one!"

He Yun nodded: "Okay! Patriarch be careful~~"

Immediately.

He turned to look at Wang Biao: "Go, let's fight out together."

Wang Biao nodded: "Yes."

Looking at the backs of He Yun, Wang Biao and others leaving, He Xian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart was completely relieved. With the support of Wang Biao and his group of troops, even if there were reinforcements in the direction of the city gate, he would not be afraid at all.

"Brothers, wear masks!"

He Xian suddenly turned around and faced Wancheng's pursuers.

He took out the mask he had prepared in advance from his arms, covered his mouth and nose, tied it behind his head, and immediately raised his sword: "Arrange to meet the enemy!"

At that moment, the He family members around him put on their masks one by one, and each of them carried a Huan Shou knife, lined up on both sides of He Xian, blocking the direction leading to the city gate!
There were only a dozen of them, but they dared to face hundreds of pursuers.

Have to admit.

The bravery is amazing.

It's a pity that in Niu Fu's eyes, this boldness to face death is a foolish act of overreaching one's abilities.

"Hahaha!"

The wild laughter sounded.

At this moment, Niu Fu at the window was laughing hard, not hiding his disdain, and pointed at He Xian: "See, this idiot actually wants to stop the Wancheng defenders with more than ten people."

"Mr. Zhang~~"

Niu Fu glanced at Zhang Zi, and said with a sneer, "Is he laughing at you?"

Zhang Zi's expression was a little embarrassed, and he didn't answer Niu Fu's words, but frowned: "General Niu, what do you mean He Xian is wearing a mask at this time? Afraid that people will find out his identity?"

"Humph~~"

Niu Fu smiled, and became more certain in his heart: "This kid is really an idiot! He is only wearing a mask now, is he afraid that someone will recognize him after death?"

"I, Niu Fu, have been in the army for more than ten years. I have experienced hundreds of battles, and this is the first time I have seen such a stupid act. I want to take a closer look at how he died."

The voice did not fall.

but see
Outside the window, on both sides of He Xian on Beimen Street, seven or eight He family members holding wooden barrels suddenly flashed out, and they threw a large number of unknown objects towards the street.

In an instant, the air was filled with a crimson powder, covering all the Wancheng defenders who were rushing towards them. round particles.

The sudden scene caught the Wancheng defenders by surprise.

They inhale the crimson powder.

Some dropped their weapons, closed their eyes, and wailed "my eyes" loudly;
There are also some who keep sneezing, let alone fighting, whether they can stand still or not;
What's more, simply holding a weapon, chopping randomly left and right, not hurting the enemy, but hurting countless others;
It seemed like just a moment.

The Wancheng defenders were in chaos, and howling and shouting filled the entire Beimen street.

On the other hand, He Xian's side, they took advantage of this opportunity, kept their feet on the ground, and took advantage of the ground to attack the center of Wancheng's defenders, slashing left and right with the sword in their hands, breaking limbs and arms, and flying around, it was really devastating. Merciless massacre.

"This"

Niu Fu was taken aback, his eyes staring like a bell.

You know, just a second ago he was still calling He Xian an idiot, but at this moment, he was slapped in the face by the battle in front of him.

The defenders of Wancheng were harassed by some secret weapon, they couldn't stand steadily, the army was in chaos, and they didn't have the slightest fighting power in an instant. They were killed on the spot by the mob like He Xian.

"It's soybeans!"

"There is also cornel powder!"

Zhang Zi sniffed the crimson powder floating from the window, looked at the beans rolling all over the ground, and suddenly realized: "What a He Xian, he actually prepared soybean and dogwood powder in advance, no wonder he has to cover his mouth and nose with a mask!"

"Crappie!"

Niu Fu's eyes almost popped out, and he swears on the spot.

Soybeans make soldiers unsteady;
Cornel powder is inhaled into the mouth and nose, it is pungent and irritating, which has no fighting power!
He gritted his steel teeth, wanting to crush the air, waved his hand violently, and ordered in a sharp voice: "Quickly send a signal to Xiliang Xiaoqi, and kill He Xian first!"

The messenger clasped his hands together and said, "Here."

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