Luo nine needles

Chapter 279 Seeing Two Flags

The morning light illuminated everything on the prairie, and even if the horseshoes that kept galloping raised the dust and smoke that covered the sky, they could still see the appearance of Bei Haibing clearly.

They were as thin and small as ever, just like pheasants in the forest.

They also have gorgeous robes like pheasants, and sharp weapons.

But so what, pheasants are prey, they should be kept in captivity, and they should be used for food.

As a result, this group of damned prey is not only disobedient, but wants to be a hunter instead.

Relying on the large number of people and strange weapon traps, they took the lives of the barbarian people and drove the barbarian people behind the wilderness, dense forest and deep mountains.

Now is the chance for revenge!Teach this group of prey a lesson!

Team after team of barbarians turned around here, shouting and showing off, watching the final struggle of their prey.

Instead of panicking, the group of prey sat down and started eating.

"It's called cutting off food." A barbarian leader said to the people around him, "I heard from the captured Dazhou people that one must eat enough before dying, and only after dying can he have a good afterlife."

The Yihuang people next to them laughed loudly, but before the laughter ended, the group of Beihai soldiers who were busy eating in the afterlife stood up and lined up, and then rushed towards this side like crazy in the next moment.

The Yihuang soldiers and horses that were circling around instantly closed together like a wooden fence, and the soldiers of the Northern Navy who rushed to the front were knocked to the ground.

The barbarians here burst out laughing again.

But the Beihai soldiers who fell to the ground did not affect the team. Instead, it was like the sound of war drums. More soldiers roared, holding up their knives and urging their horses to run wildly. .

The barbarian soldiers and horses that were encircling originally were actually knocked away.

Even though the soldiers of the Beihai Navy were as thin as pheasants, a group of people gathered together was like a mad knife, cutting mountains and seas, which should not be underestimated.

The Yihuang people never dared to underestimate them. Of course they knew how powerful the Beihai Navy was.

The laughter dissipated in an instant, and the leader of Yihuang ordered "stop them", and a group of Yihuang people rushed forward immediately, and he turned his head to look at the rest of the troops, "Protect the chief!"

After that, he personally led the people to run in another direction.

It's like a wind blowing in the dense forest, but it's not turbulent.

Wuzi Liang stood behind the Mercedes-Benz team, squinted his eyes and watched, and smiled when he saw this scene.

"It should be over there." He said, looking at Qixing standing beside him, "Miss Qixing, we'll take you there."

After finishing speaking, he gave orders to the soldiers behind him.

"Zhanqi! Let the leader of the White Tiger know who is going to take his life!"

The soldiers shouted in unison and unfurled the banner embroidered with five characters.

Wuzi Liang lifted the long knife in his hand, and urged the horse forward, and he arrived among the barren people almost instantly. Behind her, she shrank her shoulders slightly, and half bent over the horse's back, like a weak woman who needed protection, hiding under Liang Wuzi's saber light.

In addition to Liang Wuzi, Chen Shimengxichang and others, as well as Beihai soldiers, surrounded them. This time, there was no formation or order, and everyone had only one thought, to move forward, forward, like a hob.

The flying five-character flag is blood red and dazzling.

The noise covered the sky and the sun, and even lying down in the deepest grass could not hide the shaking of my body.

The general couldn't help raising his head any longer.

"There's a fight over there." He whispered, "It's time to attack from both sides."

Not far away, prostrate on the ground, chewing a blade of grass, Huo Lian, who looked leisurely, said, "It's not yet time."

Not yet?It's all up.

"How long do we have to wait?" the general said angrily in a low voice.

Huo Lian looked back at him and said, "When your five generals are about to die."

Liang Wuzi once again swung his long saber and chopped off two barbarians, but he didn't cut a path. There were countless wooden frames lying in front of him, and his third saber landed on them, causing the wooden frames to crack.

Even if the wooden frame is cracked, there is still no strength to rush over, not to mention that behind the wooden frame there are groups of barbarians in the distance. They are tall and tall, holding shields, like a copper wall and an iron wall.

The Yihuang people here were killed, and his own soldiers were not many. The five-character flag that had been raised high also fell to the ground, fluttering tenaciously with the wind.

Liang Wuzi propped the knife heavily on the ground, squinting to look into the distance.

The copper and iron walls in the distance shook slightly. It seemed that all the people were running towards this side. At the same time, a road was exposed, and a car could be faintly seen among them.

Although he couldn't see clearly, it could be guessed that it was the chief who watched him being killed with his own eyes.

"Unfortunately, we still haven't reached the distance Miss Qixing wants." Wuzi Liang said, turning his head to look aside, "Miss Qixing, I can't kill you."

His body was already covered in blood, including those of barbarians and his.

At this time, the blood on the hand holding the long knife kept slipping, staining the handle of the knife red.

Qixing nodded: "Yes, it's not enough." Her face was still calm, without any regrets or annoyance, she just took off the sword and held it in her hand, "Then kill wherever you can."

After saying this, he stepped forward, the sword light flashed, the wooden frames arranged on the ground shook and scattered, and he jumped forward.

Liang Wuzi wanted to follow closely and take another step, but as soon as he took a step, he was about to fall forward. Hey, he can't walk anymore, so just stand here, stand for a moment longer, and you will be able to attract that big minister to take a step forward.

Liang Wuzi didn't take another step, holding the long knife without moving.

Huo Lian, who was lying on the ground and seemed to be asleep, suddenly jumped up.

"Now!" he said.

These words made the soldiers scattered around jump up.

"I heard the movement of horseshoes and footsteps. They are already defenseless." Huo Lian shouted, pointing in one direction, "They want to win, they want to surround and kill Liang Wuzi, their rear is wide open, soldiers, now kill me-"

Although there was a lot of dissatisfaction, the general couldn't help but let out a roar when he heard this, and there was a clatter behind him, as if someone had unfurled the military flag.

The general turned his head to look, and it was indeed a soldier pulling a banner, which seemed to be rolled up for a long time, crumpled and a little tattered.

What flag?

The crumpled flag unfolded and shook with the wind, revealing the messy words on it.

Messy does not mean that the words on it are messy, but the words written are "messy"

And the flag is also very messy, it seems that two flags are sewn together, using different threads, plus these weird four characters, it looks really messy.

But seeing the flag, the generals, other soldiers, and even Huo Lian froze slightly.

"You, you." The general pointed at the soldier and blurted out, "Where did you come from! Why are you carrying this!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Huo Lian, then at the soldiers, with no concealment of contempt.

Ingratiate yourself with this man who has changed his name?

The soldier's excitement did not fade away, and there was some panic on his face.

"I, I, I didn't bring it for him." He stammered, "I originally belonged to the Seventh General's headquarters. After the Seventh General was gone, I kept the flag and kept it with me all the time."

I was so excited just now, and looking at the person in front of me who used to be the other half of the flag, he couldn't help but took out the former flag.

"I just thought, thought, thought that the Seventh General would be happy if he was still around."

The general didn't know what to say for a while.

Huo Lian snorted: "If you beat him like this, you're going to die. He's so happy."

After that, he turned and walked forward.

Shadows gleamed in the daylight.

The soldier stammered: "Then, shall I put away this flag?"

The general glared at him: "What are you taking! Tell the chief of the White Tiger that all the generals of the Liang family are here, let's see if he can finish the killing!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly.

"Show the flag, kill the enemy—"

Following the order, the soldier wrapped the flag on the spear and raised it high. The crumpled flag flew in the air, like a dying fish jumping into the water, stretched its body, and swam flexibly.

"Kill the enemy—"

The noise rolled from behind.

The soldiers who were fighting with all their strength and numbness were stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic.

Reinforcements, there are reinforcements.

Reinforcements have arrived—

The host horses of most of the wilderness who had rushed to the front began to retreat in agitation, giving up and immediately cutting off the head of the general with a knife standing there.

Liang Wuzi watched the exhausted soldiers around him screaming and chasing after them as if they had regained their vitality, and then looked into the distance, faintly seeing the fluttering flags.

That's the familiar Northern Navy ensign, but the unfamiliar one.
"Ha, have I already stepped into the underworld with half of my foot?" He said to himself, "This is the Seventh Son."

Speaking of which, I laughed again.

"I'm really confused, the seventh son is dead, but the eighth son is still alive."

Although the name has changed, the person is still the same.

Liang Wuzi looked forward with a smile on his face, and his back straightened even more.

The heavy long knife slashed down with the gust of wind. Although the barbarian raised the wooden shield, the wooden shield cracked at the sound, crushing the head directly.

After one blow, the long knife didn't stop, it turned in the air, as if it had eyes, and hit the face of the barbarian who rushed from behind.

The man fell down with a scream.

Fighting all around, there is no formation and no cooperation, everyone is fighting, fighting crazily, cutting a path of blood like a scythe.

However, there are still too few people.

There are too many people on the other side.

Huo Lian raised his head and looked ahead, he could already see the obese Da Buzhu who was sitting in the carriage and was being helped down to transfer to the horse.

Whether it is fighting or avoiding crises, horses are better than carts.

The distance was very close, but it was still not enough, because there were more barbarian people blocking the front, protecting the chief minister, and rushing towards him, the knife in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

It seems that this time, if she really wants to die like this, Huo Lian felt chills in her heart, death is nothing, thinking of the barbarian people holding their heads proudly, she is really not reconciled.

He roared and swung his knife forward.

The Yihuang people in front raised their shields, not one, but four Yihuang people shot at the same time. This time, the shields were not only protection, but also weapons, and they even clamped Huo Lian's long knife.

Huo Lian roared again, but did not withdraw the knife, but jumped up with her strength, and pulled out two short knives from her legs at the same time. In the past, the distance is closer.

He looked at the front of the master who was turning over on his horse. Because of his tall stature, because he was on the horse, he was even taller than the others. The timing couldn't be better. If the bow and crossbow were still there, if the long knife was still there——

Huo Lian clutched her empty hand full of scars, wishing she could turn into a knife.

Suddenly, "Huo Lian—"

this woman.

A thought flashed across Huo Lian, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sword light flashing on the left, the Yihuang man fell down, revealing a figure running towards him.

"Catch the sword—"

Take the sword?

Huo Lian was startled, and then saw a long sword flying towards with a shining light.

Following his heartbeat, he jumped to catch it in his run-up, and then slashed forward in the air, piercing through the barbarian people rushing in.

Go one step further.

Huo Lian could see the eyes of the master sitting on the horse looking over, and his eyes were round.

But his body fell, and more barbarians surrounded him.

"Huo Lian, Feijian—"

The female voice sounded again.

Feijian?

how to fly?
Huo Lian twisted her waist. At the same time, she felt that the sword in her hand sank, and a thought flashed through her, but it was too fast to care about it. He had already followed the strength of her body and threw the sword out of her hand.

No matter how sharp the sword is, you can't walk alone, so kill as many as you can.

But the sword in his sight didn't stab the barbarian who was rushing towards him, nor did he fall, but passed through the crowd like a meteor, and flew towards the chief of the tribe who was turning his horse's head.

The master seemed to be aware that he turned his head and watched a long sword flying towards him, spinning, and the next moment, it was slashing towards his neck.

Life and death are really simple, in the blink of an eye, the blade pierces into the flesh, breaks the bone, and spins.

A head flew into the sky.

(End of this chapter)