Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1355 The pit is 341 meters deep, and the enemy is coming again?

Seeing her eyes stained with blood, Zaburi's body on horseback froze slightly.

That way, it seems a little hesitant.

"Mo Jiu, do you really want to force me to do it?" With a rough voice, Zhaburi held the knife at his waist with his palm and stroked it, obviously a little uncertain.After pondering for a moment, he looked at Mo Jiu's supplies with shimmering eyes again, and persuaded him: "Burd is no different than other places, it's very chaotic here. Even if I don't rob you, there are others...Why bother?"

Mo Jiu sneered.

"I'm not afraid of you or me. Are you afraid of others? They don't know me well, so I won't save face like this."

This answer is absolutely perfect.

He held Zhaburi again, and slapped him in the face again.

He was embarrassed, "You can also see that I have countless times more soldiers and horses than you, and you are not my opponent. After all, I only want money, and I don't want your lives, so why embarrass everyone? Be kind. Isn’t making money the creed of you Central Plains people?”

"Ah!"

Mo Jiu smiled, his chin was raised, and his posture was extremely arrogant.

"King Zaburi doesn't understand me, Mo Jiu. It's easier to offend me than to ask for my life."

"Hahaha!" Zhaburi was amused by her words, and after thinking about it, he frowned, "Since Juzi values ​​money so much, why don't we each take a step back. One third, how about we only need one third?"

Actually subdued?
Seeing him like this, Mo Jiu also smiled.

"Since King Zaburi has said so, I dare not hide it. If you come to Xinglong Mountain in normal times, what are these supplies? I, Mo Jiu, lack everything, except money. Don't talk about the things here. So what if I give you one third, ten times?"

Her eyes lit up when she saw Zaburi, but she pursed her lips with a smile and sighed.

"But now and now, I believe King Zaburi has also seen it. Knowing that the war between Hara and Lin is imminent, my supplies are related to the lives of countless people, the outcome of the war, and myself, Mo Jiu. Let alone a third of your happiness, I will not give you even a single cent!"

In the last few words, her voice was sonorous, powerful and firm.

Hearing that, Zaburi, the soldiers, and the surrounding people were stunned.

If a man says this, the effect is not so amazing.

Ke Mojiu is a woman.

A woman riding on a horse, who is not strong, but more imposing than a man.

Zhaburi was silent for a while, seeing that Mo Jiu refused to back down, he finally drew his saber slowly.

The words have already been spoken, he will not admit cowardice at this time, nor can he admit cowardice.

Amidst the golden iron sound of "clang", he snorted coldly.

"Since you are unwilling to negotiate, let's each rely on our own abilities!"

With a wave of the knife, he took the lead and shouted in a deep voice.

"Brothers! Get on—"

A group of Beimeng soldiers rushed over on horseback, and the Mohist disciples were not idle when Mo Jiu was talking to Zaburi, and they had already opened up their battles.At this time, hearing Zaburi's roar like thunder, Mo Jiu raised his hand high.

"kill!"

One word, full of blood.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

The two sides are very close to each other, and there are many people around. In this regard, the Mohists, who are good at firearm attacks, are at a disadvantage.However, the Mohist disciples have devoted themselves to learning martial arts formations over the years, and have seen many scenes, large and small. Although their combat experience is not as sophisticated as Zaburi's, their ability to kill is not weaker than them at all.

The street is so wide, when the killing starts, the people dodge and run away one after another.

The stall was overturned, and the bamboo baskets and boards of vegetables and fruits were scattered all over the place in a mess.

The screams of the crowd and the neighing of horses spread from the street to the end of the street, resounding through the high sky.

Under Mo Jiu's command, Cao Yuan led a group of Mohist disciples with high martial arts skills to stand in the front, blocking Zaburi's crazy attack, while she led the Mohist disciples at the rear to retreat outside—only when the Mohist In a spacious place, away from the common people, and with a distance, they can give full play to their powerful advantages in firearms.

They were very fast and kept retreating outside the city.

Cao Yuan's group also observed the situation, fighting and retreating.

Zaburi followed closely, but he had many soldiers and horses, and the street was narrow, so he had no other choice for a while.

After two groups of people fought and killed like this, Mo Jiu and the others finally left the town of Bulder.

On the bright side, Zhaburi had the upper hand and forced the Mo family to retreat steadily.

But outside the city, on Mo Jiu's majestic cannon mount, the situation was different.

"Bang"!
She rode on the horse, raised the musket and fired the first shot.

After getting her order, Cao Yuan and other disciples galloped back without saying a word.But Zaburi was not stupid, he already understood Mo Jiu's intentions from their layout.Snorting coldly, he led the people to follow closely, and the group of people who pestered Cao Yuan would not let go, shouting in his mouth.

"Don't let them get out of the order, kill them!"

"Mo Jiu, you want to use firearms, there's no way! I won't give you a chance! Haha!"

Seeing that the two sides were so stalemate, Mo Jiu was also troubled.

When the enemy is frantically fighting with the bayonet, how does Nima use the cannon?

"Boom!"

She fired two more shots in a row, and was about to ask her disciples to set up a formation, while responding to Cao Yuan, while preventing Zaburi's mad dog from rushing up to fight, when she suddenly heard the faint sound of horseshoes coming from the east.

There were a lot of people coming, and the hoofs of the horses rolled past like a wild wave, whistling, and the speed was also very fast.

She craned her neck to look—

It was dusk at this time, and the sky was a little gloomy.

She couldn't see who they were, but she could feel that they were a group of well-trained regular troops.

Who will it be?
As Zaburi said, Boulder is indeed chaotic, with people from all sides. Could it be that a group of enemies have not been repelled yet, and another group of enemies who smell the smell of meat and want to share the food have come, right?
"Everyone, get ready!" She ordered in a cold voice, "If it's an enemy, fire the artillery before they get close!"

"Disciple takes orders!"

"I, Mo Jiu, dared to leave Boulder, so I never thought about how to write because I am afraid of words!"

"The giant is mighty!"

The Mohist disciples shouted loudly, their voices were orderly and powerful.

It's a big deal, this is the worst result!

Mo Jiu has never been afraid of things. Her courage and strength are also the spiritual pillars of Mohist disciples.Seeing her like this, everyone's confidence doubled, and they all said the same thing in their hearts-the worst thing is to work hard.They have such powerful firearms, will they sit and wait to die?Even if you can't please yourself, you can't let the enemy succeed.

There were constant roars, and Mo Jiu looked calm and calm.

But only she knew how uneasy she was.

With so many supplies, she must not miss——

Is Xiao Liulang still waiting for her?

Grasping the reins in one hand and the firecracker in the other, she let the horse spin anxiously around in place, her eyes fixed on the direction of the group of unknown soldiers and horses——

Those soldiers and horses ran wildly, getting closer, getting closer.

It was so close that the banners could be seen swaying and swaying.

She couldn't see clearly what was written on the flying banners, and the hand holding the firecracker couldn't help but feel a little sweaty.

"Everyone get ready, aim at the target!" She calmly gave the order, "Once there is a situation, strike first!"

"Yes."

A disciple, like her, waited with bated breath, waiting for the enemy to approach.

"Juzi! Look!"

At this moment of tension, several disciples behind her suddenly cried out in surprise.

"It's King Xiao's man! It's Xiao Jun who is here."

"Yes, it is indeed Xiao Wang's man!"

"King Xiao is here to meet us!"

"Come, come! Juzi, they are finally here!"

These days, they came from the established route, and they have been looking forward to Xiao Qian's response.But looking forward from Monan to Mobei, there was no one waiting.Mo Jiu knew that Xiao Qian must be very busy preparing for Hala and Lin's general attack.Moreover, the journey is so long, it will take a long time for her people to arrive in Mobei and tell him the news before he sends troops to pick her up.

In Monan, she looked forward to it.

She had looked forward to it when the wolves came.

In Yinshan, she also looked forward to it.

But when Boulder and Zaburi were killed, she had no time to look forward to it.

Unexpectedly, his people are so suitable to come to another village.

While thinking about it, tens of thousands of cavalry suddenly arrived.

"Juzi! One of our own! Don't kill him!"

The people over there were shouting desperately and waving at them.

"Juzi! It's them, it's them."

The Mohist disciples were also shouting, as if asking her to respond.

Mo Jiu's eyes were half closed, her heart was beating wildly, and she felt some inexplicable nervousness.

Groups of Xiao troops rushed forward, and those who rushed to the front had already rushed into the battlefield of the Mo family.

Mo Jiuxian's heart has already dropped.

Holding the firecracker, she slowly stepped forward and yelled at Xiao Jun.

"I don't know which general Xiao Jun leads the army?"

Originally, she wanted to say thank you to someone, but there was no answer on the other side.

Only one rider rushed over from the cavalry team like lightning.Like lightning, like thunder, he was extremely fast, his icy armor shone with a texture of cold light, the blade he held high was cold and biting, and the cloak behind him was raised high, with awe-inspiring coldness, and his whole body seemed to exude a sense of coldness. The powerful deterrent force instantly froze the space.

Yes, frozen.

Mo Jiu could not hear the shouts of killing, nor could he see other people.

She only had eyes for the man galloping towards her on horseback.

Ape-armed wasp waist, wild and majestic, three-dimensional facial features with sharp edges and corners, high nose, deep eyes, thin lips, dark skin... This face, as if God had sculpted it with the most exquisite fine brushwork, came from the wind and clouds of war , he is surprisingly handsome, surprisingly noble, and also surprisingly surprised Mo Jiu——

Xiao Liulang!
This is Xiao Liulang? !

I haven't seen him for three years, his face...how could it be like this?
As handsome as before, but different from before.

After three years of trials and hardships, he was baptized into a more manly person.

Seems to have become... more imposing? !
Mo Jiu's mind was in a mess and went blank.

I searched my brain and couldn't find the right words to describe him.

I searched my brain, but I couldn't think of what to say when I met him.

She waited until the man's horse came in front of her, and his deep black eyes stared at her greedily.

"Ah Jiu..."

(End of this chapter)