A poor family counterattacks, she is beautiful and sassy on the way to the imperial examination

Chapter 334 Chapter 332

Yan Kuan moved his eyes to see the female general with a sledgehammer in his hand, and recognized in the surrounding fire that she was the daughter of Leng Peng, the third-rank general who was shot in the back by Zhao Jingan and died unjustly.

Although the two didn't have much contact in the army, after all, they are both descendants of generals, and they still know each other.

It's just that General Leng is a third-rank military general, and his daughter has made several military exploits under his leadership at a young age, and was promoted to a fifth-rank school cavalry guard.

And his father was only a thousand households, and he was also the head of a hundred households. Later, he was framed by the shameless villain Zhao Kui and became a fire leader. Yan Kuan was very useless when he thought about it.

He looked at the queen he wanted to protect, and thought that he must perform well this time, and strive to make military achievements in this fight against the Lingnan Army, so as to give himself a chance to be promoted.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, Yan Kuan is such a person.

Zhao Jing'an rode on a horse and looked at the more than 2000 people he led, but they were massacred by more than 1000 people from the other side. His deep eyes were even more sinister.

He looked bleakly at the hundreds of people who took the lead and rushed into the team, among them a hundred of them, they were armed with scimitars, and their killing methods were strange, they were not ordinary soldiers at all.

More than half of the people on my side were killed and injured, and the people on the other side and those who rushed to the front were slaughtered unilaterally.

The soldiers following behind picked up the leak. Seeing that there were more and more casualties on their side, some people had already started shouting to surrender.

Zhao Jing'an's face became slumped, he knew he was defeated.

Lifting the big knife, he slashed towards Deng Qiguang, who was covered in wounds all over his body, and his eyes puffed up in disbelief.

"If you can't get out of the city, what's the use of keeping you?"

Deng Qiguang got a hole in his chest and fell off his horse with blood bubbling from his mouth.

Zhao Jing'an hacked and killed Deng Qiguang, and looked up at An Chuxia who was watching all this.

The two looked at each other, one with bloodshot eyes, looking at the tall and straight woman looking down at him like an ant with anger and scarlet.

As for the other one, he just looked at everything that happened below indifferently, without any waves in his eyes.

Zhao Jing'an gritted her back molars in resentment, jumped on the saddle, flew up to the second floor, and slashed at An Chuxia, who was still expressionless with a big knife.

Shouted: "Go to hell!"

Yan Kuan and the other soldier were obviously people who had been on the battlefield, and they were slow to react and died on the battlefield.

The two greeted him with their knives in hand.

The reason why they can survive till now is obviously that the reaction of both of them is not slow.

Although Zhao Jing'an is obviously incompetent in military affairs, his skill is not weak, Yan Kuan and another soldier.

Under his fierce attack, he retreated in a row, and his body was already damaged.

When Zhao Jing'an was about to deal a fatal blow to the two of them, a silver long spear picked up the big knife that fell down.

Today, An Chuxia brought a retractable spear from Wang Bao, a craftsman who made bows and crossbows.

Long can be attacked, short can be defended.

This handy weapon was specially designed by An Chuxia for herself and ordered by craftsmen to make it.

When Zhao Jing'an saw that the person who rescued the two soldiers was An Chuxia, her round eyes were full of disbelief.

"A civil servant can actually know martial arts!"

"Heh, who told you that a scholar can't learn martial arts?!" An Chuxia raised her eyebrows and said.

"My lord is mighty!" Yan Kuan and another soldier, who had just recovered a small life from the knife, clapped the rainbow fart louder after being surprised.

An Chuxia glanced at the two of them, Yan Kuan and the other soldier immediately shut up.

After Zhao Jing'an was initially surprised, it was not surprising that An Chuxia, a civil servant, knew some martial arts like a triangular cat.

It doesn't matter if a woman knows martial arts, her strength is always not as strong as a man's, how can she compare with him, a general who dominates the battlefield, he is nothing more than a man's arm blocking a car.

"Hmph! A woman is not pampered in the backyard, but she wants to come here to die. This general will help you." Zhao Jingan looked at An Chuxia with contempt, and said disdainfully.

After speaking, he raised his sword and attacked An Chuxia.

There is no doubt that the generals are powerful.

Zhao Jingan raised the saber and slashed at the head. He thought that even if An Chuxia could block the saber, he would be knocked down by the strength of the saber.

But what made Zhao Jingan unable to believe her eyes was.

He thought that the weak woman easily used the silver spear in her hand, and once again picked up his big knife.

A vigorous pigeon turned over and pointed the sharp silver tip at his throat.

Even if Zhao Jing'an flashed fast, a gash was cut on the side of his neck, and blood flowed down his neck.

Zhao Jing'an raised her hand to wipe her neck, saw the blood on her hand, and looked at An Chuxia with even more sinister eyes.

The big knife in his hand cut towards An Chuxia's fair neck, as if to avenge the blow just now.

But he soon learned his lesson.

When he exhausted all his strength to catch An Chuxia's headshot shot, the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and the big knife in his hand almost fell off, only then did he realize how wrong he was.

He narrowed his pupils slightly, not daring to underestimate the woman in front of him anymore.

Who would have thought that a seemingly weak person would have such great strength.

Not only Zhao Jing'an didn't expect it, but Yan Kuan and another soldier who were waved by An Chuxia and retreated to one side also opened their mouths in surprise.

"This is too awesome!"

Zhao Jing'an jumped to the window in order to avoid An Chuxia's attack, but he never expected that An Chuxia would move so fast, returning his carbine and piercing his heart.

Her eyes were cold, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She looked like a woman with a permanent smile on her face, and gently pulled out the tip of the gun.

Blood gushed out from Zhao Jingan's chest, and blood overflowed from his mouth. Zhao Jingan opened his mouth with puffy eyes, took a step back, and fell out of the window.

Some of Zhao Jing'an's cronies on the street were still fighting Ling Feng and the others stubbornly, and when they saw Zhao Jing'an who fell from the second floor, they stopped fighting.

Holding a bloody silver gun in his hand, An Chuxia was standing on the second floor of the teahouse, looking coldly at those cronies of Zhao Jingan who had broken into and robbed the common people.

They already wanted to surrender at this time, but An Chuxia didn't give this gang, who had secretly bullied women and robbed the people under Zhao Jing'an's connivance, a chance to speak up.

"There is still plenty of time. After cleaning everything up, I will return to my place." A cold voice came down from the second floor, making one's heart tremble slightly.

"Fucking dead women, you have to kill them all." The one below cursed.

Then there was a more tragic wail.

The soldiers who were ambushing at the gate of the city could not help but tremble when they vaguely heard the screams from here.

Fortunately, because they disdain Zhao Jing'an's character, they have been doing their own jobs well, and they are not close to the new commander in chief.

Otherwise, he must be one of the rebels who were strangled today.

They also had a deeper understanding of An Chuxia, the man who held the commander's order, who was wise and decisive in his actions.

After that, he obeyed her orders even more.

(End of this chapter)