Chapter 695: The Elegant Witch (Part 2)
But now...
The soldiers of Feiwuman thought that Meng Kai was a liar.
In addition to the previous victory over the Tang army in Tongshan, going south was simply a nightmare.
So, when Yang Shouwen ordered a charge, it was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and the Feiwu Barbarian soldiers collapsed!
"Call back and hold on!"
Meng Kai shouted loudly in the trail, but no one was following his orders.
A petite figure moved and dodged on the battlefield, as agile as a spirit cat.
She held the sword in both hands, and the two short swords seemed to have life. Wherever she passed, the Feiwu Barbarian soldiers she killed were bleeding into a river.
In the fire, the beautiful face was filled with a smile, just like the smile of a witch.
When Meng Kai saw her, she also saw Meng Kai.
Meng Kai clearly felt that the girl's eyes were shining, and then she rushed towards him.
"Stop her!"
Meng Kai felt the danger, and the feeling was like a prey targeted by a beast, which made him suddenly feel shivered.
A dozen followers rushed over without saying a word.
But the girl was not at all panicked, but looked very excited, stepping on extremely strange steps, as if walking on a chessboard. Those close friends, like chess pieces on the chessboard, were completely controlled by her.
She was rushing gracefully in the crowd, and a pair of short swords raised, drawing out one after another, one by one, a row of sword lights. As the sword light passed, blood splattered. Although the Feiwu Barbarians tried their best to stop her, no one was her enemy.
"Miss Yang, be careful."
This is the first time Su Moer has seen a young lady kill someone.
He had seen Yang Moli's cruel way of killing people like ghosts and gods, and also saw soldiers' fierce fighting methods on the battlefield. However, Young Mother's killing gave people a sense of beauty, like dancing, which made people intoxicated...
At this moment, he saw a barbarian general approaching from behind the young lady, but the young lady seemed to be unaware of it.
Su Moer was immediately anxious and did not care about the enemies around him. He shouted and rushed over, trying to rescue the young lady. But who expected that he was eager to save people, but he forgot that there was an opponent beside him. The barbarian soldier slashed Su Moer's leg with a knife, which made him scream in pain, and then fell to the ground. Seeing this, the barbarian soldier smiled and raised his sword forward, slashing fiercely at him.
Although the young lady was surrounded, she looked at the six directions.
The man behind her approached, and of course she discovered it.
The moment the general was pressed on, Young Lady suddenly turned around, and the short sword in her hand flew out, and the general was hitting the general's forehead. She stood up and was about to chase Meng Kai... Although she didn't know that it was Meng Kai, Young Lady could feel that it was a big shot.
But at this time, Sumoer's scream came.
The young lady turned around and frowned. After hesitating for a while, she turned around and rushed towards her.
Su Moer had closed her eyes and thought to herself: It's over!
But a scream came from his ear, and a few warm liquid fell on his face... He opened his eyes, but saw a short sword in the barbarian's chest, falling straight to the ground. Su Moer quickly looked back and saw Young Lady's hands behind her, and two short swords appeared in her hands again.
"Mole, take good care of yourself and don't cause trouble for me."
After saying that, she turned around and rushed into the battlefield again.
Su Moer's face suddenly turned red, and she felt an inexplicable sense of shame in her heart.
He endured the pain, struggled to stand up, and picked up a spear from the ground. He felt someone approaching behind him, and he didn't turn his head back and turned his head and stabbed it out.
"Mole, it's me!"
An iron hammer broke the spear with a clang.
The huge force from the iron hammer almost couldn't hold the spear.
The sound was very familiar, and the iron hammer looked very familiar... Su Moer looked closely and her handsome face turned purple.
Yang Moli said in a muffled voice: "Mole, see clearly and beat me again, don't hurt your own people."
While speaking, he ignored Su Moer, turned around and looked, shouting loudly: "Alang, Jasmine is here to help you..."
Since experiencing the Battle of Puci, Sumoer has always felt that he can stand alone.
But when he went to the battlefield and was really fighting with the enemy in close combat, he found that he was actually far behind.
Needless to say, Yang Moli, the number one warrior under Yang Jun.
But now, he felt that not to mention Yang Moli, he was just a young lady. If he fought face to face, he would not be able to survive three moves.
There are also the four brothers of the Tu family, who are also brave and good at fighting.
It felt that among the people around Yang Jun, he seemed to be the weakest.
This also made Su Moer regain his understanding of himself...
A chaotic war lasted for more than half an hour.
The bright moon seemed to be frightened by this cruel killing, and at some point, she quietly hid in the thick clouds.
Feiwuman was defeated and failed to form an army.
After losing his final morale, thousands of Feiwumans were like a group of slaughtered lambs, unable to resist the extremely fierce killing of Yang Shouwen's side.
"I surrendered, surrendered!"
A flying barbarian soldier suddenly lost the weapon in his hand and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.
Puci Minzhuang passed by him, as if he hadn't seen him at all. With someone taking the lead, someone began to follow suit. One, two, three... After a while, groups of Feiwu barbarians began to surrender, and some even burst into tears.
Yes, they do have enough reason to cry.
In Lirongshan, although it is a little harder, it can eat enough and sleep steadily.
But since they left Meirongshan, these barbarian soldiers were originally bewitched by Meng Kai, and now they are desperate about Meng Kai. How can they persist? The so-called freedom of Annan may be just a fantasy.
Yang Shouwen held the golden mace in his arms and ordered him to stop chasing.
He stood in the crowd, looked around privately, and shouted: "Young mom, young mom!"
"Brother, I'm here."
The young lady walked out of the crowd holding two daggers of sheep horns.
She was still smiling like a flower, but wherever she passed, the Feiwu Barbarian prisoners unconsciously dodged to both sides.
Many of them saw the murderous smile that Youniang had just killed. The graceful and murderous smile made them chill.
Even the fear Yang Shouwen and Yang Moli brought to them was not as strong as the young lady.
In terms of the number of killings, Yang Moli and Yang Shouwen were far higher than Youniang, but the Feiwu barbarians, including those who are strong in the Puci people, had a deeper fear of Youniang. Of course, Yang Shouwen would not have this feeling. He ran forward and carefully checked to confirm that Youniang was not injured. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately laughed...
"Where is Meng Kai?"
Yang Shouwen suddenly remembered Meng Kai.
The young lady said viciously: "It's all Mole... If I hadn't saved him, Meng Kai might have been killed by me.
When I rescue Mole and go back to find Meng Kai, the guy has disappeared. I guess he has run away."
When the young lady said this, she did not notice that Su Moer limped behind Yang Shouwen.
He lowered his head, wishing he could hide his head in his clothes, his cheeks were hot.
Yang Shouwen stretched out his hand and rubbed the young lady's head hard, "It is normal for Mole to be a little nervous when he first came to the battle formation.
Don't talk nonsense anymore!
Tushanlong, Tushanhu... You two bring one hundred people each and chase me."
Before the Tu brothers could answer, Su Moer, who was beside him, suddenly raised her head and whispered: "Alang, Meng Huan is gone!"
"What?"
After hearing this, Yang Shouwen was stunned.
He really cared about Meng Huan because in his opinion, Meng Huan was his Jia Xu and his poisonous man. Since Lu Zhicheng, he has been looking for his planner. But until now, he has found a suitable candidate.
"This guy, it's not like he ran away."
"Brother, I'll go find him."
The young lady was eager to try and said, "He won't run far, I will definitely find him and bring him back to my eldest brother."
But Yang Shouwen reached out to stop the young lady.
He glanced left and right and said in a deep voice: "Tushan Bao Tushan Eagle, and Mole, you three will take everyone to count the prisoners and clean up the battlefield.
Tushanlong and Tushanhu continued to search, but if they have not found it at Qibaoling, there is no need to continue searching."
In Qibao Ridge, the mountain roads are rugged and the mountains are piled up.
Tushanlong and Tushanhu are not familiar with Qibaoling, and when they enter rashly, an accident may occur.
The battle is over... Yang Shouwen doesn't want any more casualties. Besides, if Meng Huan really wants to run away, even if he finds it, it will be useless.
"Brother, did you just let him go?"
The young lady pouted, a little unhappy.
Chapter completed!