"Yes, kill his mother dog in the future!" Qiao Lin cursed hatefully.

Cough! Cough!

Maybe it was because the sound was too loud, which touched the wound and couldn't help but cough.

"Stop talking, be careful of the wound, I'll send you back to treat the wound later." The captain of the war soldiers who came to help stopped Qiao Lin, who was still trying to speak.

This battle was a terrible battle.

A squadron of more than 100 people, with less than 30 people left in one battle, almost all of them were deserving of their losses, and several were seriously injured. I don’t know if they could be saved after being sent back.

Some people even if they are rescued, they become disabled and cannot continue to stay in the army.

"Captain Qiao, Captain Qiao!" Someone suddenly shouted Qiao Lin's name not far away, and a figure stumbled in the middle of the corpse.

"Look for me!" After hearing the voice, Qiao Lin, who was half lying, said to another captain of the warrior beside him.

Upon hearing this, the captain of the war soldiers who came to help turned around and shouted to the man who was still looking for Qiao Lin: "The person is not dead, here!"

As the words fell, the man hurriedly ran over.

"Captain Qiao, are you okay?" As soon as he approached, the man looked at the injured Qiaolin and said, "I almost thought you were dead too."

Hearing this, Qiao Lin tried to squeeze out a smile on his lips and said, "I'm fine, I can't die. It's a surprise to me that you are here. I thought you, like those two Ming soldiers, had escaped."

When he was fighting with the slave cavalry, he noticed that the Ming soldiers in the team left their tiger squat cannons and fled.

But the slave cavalry had already arrived before him and had no time to care about the escaped Ming soldiers.

"Escape? Where to run? Can two legs run faster than four legs?" Ming soldiers curled their lips and then said, "Those two guys ran away after firing the cannons. They were killed by slave thieves before they ran far."

Qiao Lin looked at him and asked with a smile, "Then why don't you run away? I'm afraid you can't run away?"

"I wanted to escape at that time!" said the Ming soldiers, "It can be seen that you don't run away. I just want to escape if I don't run away. I will die if I don't run away. I will just stay and fight the slave thief to make a desperate attempt. Kill one of them enough money, kill two of them. "

"Haha! Alas!"

Qiao Lin laughed twice, accidentally touching the wound, grinning in pain.

The captain of the warrior guarding next to him hurriedly said, "Speak less! Your wound can't move anymore, otherwise the bandage that has just been tied will bleed again."

"You are seriously injured! If you are a little bit a little bit, you may be able to see your neck." The Ming soldiers glanced at the injured area of ​​Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin said disapprovingly, "I'm already solid enough, I'm not afraid of death!"

"I really didn't expect that such a few people would drive away the more than 200 thieves of slave thieves. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." The Ming soldiers sighed.

When he was in Dongjiang Town, he and other soldiers in Dongjiang Town resisted slave soldiers in the city, or they either attacked and poisoned slave thieves and other means, but there were almost no slave thieves fighting head-on in the wild.

"What are the things that slave thieves are afraid of? We used to kill a belle from the pseudo-gold on Pi Island, and it seemed to be called Arag!" Qiao Lin said proudly...

The captain of the warrior who was guarding him reminded: "It's Azig!"

"Yes, yes, it's called Ajige. The name given by the slave thief is really confusing. What's the surname? This surname is so weird!" Qiao Lin said with complaint, but the pride on his face was beyond words.

The Ming soldiers nodded and echoed, "Slave thieves are slave thieves, and their names are so different. How can we compare to our ancestors' names? It sounds so comfortable."

At this time, a soldier came over carrying a stretcher.

Qiao Lin was placed on a stretcher, and two soldiers lifted the stretcher.

"By the way, I don't know what you are called yet! Why do we say we have killed the slave thief together?" Qiao Lin, who was lying on the stretcher, asked the Ming soldier.

The Ming soldiers said, "My name is Zhou Hu!"

"Zhou Hu, do you want to join my squadron?" Qiao Lin looked at the Ming named Zhou Hu.

The soldiers asked.

Zhou Hu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and hesitated, "Didn't he say that he has to make contributions to become a warrior with the tiger flag?"

"You can stay and fight with us to the death with the slave cavalry, and kill so many slave cavalry, and you are already qualified to become a formal warrior. From now on, we will join my squadron and have a meal in a spoon." Qiao Lin said to Zhou Hu.

Zhou Hu hurriedly said, "As long as I can kill slave thieves, I am willing."

"Okay, that's it. Lao Gao, you have to take good care of my people. If you take care of me, you can finish with you when I come back." Qiao Lin looked at the captain of the warrior who came to support.

Hearing this, the other party laughed and scolded, "I won't rob you of your people, and I'll let you, the old boy, pick up the bargain."

"Just understand, my person can only be mine." Qiao Lin laughed twice.

"Please take the person away!" The captain of the war soldiers named Lao Gao ordered the two war soldiers carrying stretchers.

Two soldiers left on stretchers.

At this time, Zhou Hu looked at the captain of the war soldiers on the side and asked hesitantly: "Captain, should I also follow Captain Qiao?"

"You are injured too?" Old Gao hurriedly looked at Zhou Hu.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hu shook his head and said, "I was not injured. I was fine, but I fell and got some blood on my body."

I have to say that he is really lucky.

Among the surviving people, there were only three or five people who were not injured, and he was one of them. Not only that, he also killed several slave cavalry, of course, they were all killed with tiger squat cannons.

Seeing that Zhou Hu was not injured, Old Gao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you are not injured, please join in the fun. Go and clean the battlefield quickly. After cleaning the battlefield, go back with me."

"But I am Captain Qiao's man!" When Zhou Hu heard that the other party was about to take him away, he hurriedly stated that he was already a soldier in Qiao Lin's squadron.

Hearing this, Lao Gao said angrily: "I know you are Lao Qiao's people, but you who are not injured or are not dealt with seriously have all been temporarily requisitioned. Follow me back to the hundred-household office in front, and let you return to the team after the slave cavalry is dealt with."

Each hundred household office only has one squadron of war soldiers, and the staff is already tight, and one more person will have more strength when facing the slave cavalry. Although Qiao Lin left, the soldiers in the team naturally have to stay guard against the slave cavalry.

Moreover, he knew very well that the Ming soldiers who were incorporated into various squadrons were gunners, and infantrymen were inevitably able to use cannons against cavalry. One more gunner may kill several more slaves.

If Qiao Lin's squadron hadn't suffered too much loss, he would have been embarrassed to steal people, otherwise he would have stayed in his ranks by the Ming army soldier named Zhou Hu.

"Snap time to clean up the battlefield, bring all the cannons, and cut off the heads of slave thieves. I want to build a Jingguan for them." Lao Gao shouted to the soldiers around him, then looked at Zhou Hu who was standing aside, and ordered, "Are you a gunner? Take your cannon and follow me."

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