"Kill that kid!" a gangster shouted, "Kill that kid, and the reward will be doubled!"

That was a gangster carrying a fixed knife, and the cotton-padded jacket he wore looked more respectable than the others.

In an instant, the excitement of the bounty made the gangsters look for Xiaobao. This moment of searching allowed the guards to eliminate several more.

But there were too many gangsters, and everyone tried their best to rescue Xiaobao. The gangsters focused their fire on Xiaobao, and the crowd was chaotic, making it impossible for Chu Qing to aim.

Xiaobao's madness made the wounded on the ground unable to stay any longer. They struggled to get up and continue fighting.

Huang Zhong, Master Lu, and Mr. Nie were busy bandaging them, and now they were busy holding them down: "They are already seriously injured and can't get up. Are you going to die?" Huang Zhong shouted.

"What are we waiting for!" Pei Qing suddenly roared, picked up the wounded man's spear, and rushed out!

The other four friends also came to their senses, picked up the wounded man's knife or spear, and rushed out after him.

They practiced every day with the boys from the Chu family in the Chu residence, and they knew how to do three punches and two kicks.

You Zhenghang hesitated and picked up a knife. He didn't know Kung Fu, and he had never trained with Xiaobao.

In his mind, the concept of "Those who work hard will govern others, and those who work hard will govern others" is deeply ingrained in him, and he never disdained martial arts.

But at this time, his blood was boiling, but he was also afraid of death, injury, and pain. He was afraid of everything, even the sight of blood. He suddenly felt like an incomparable waste.

Mr. Nie grabbed the knife from his hand and said, "They are all gone, who can save them?!"

Yes, I can still save people, I am still useful!

You Zhenghang buried his head in tearing cotton cloth to make bandages, venting all his timidity and inferiority on these pieces of cloth.

Zhuo Yao finally made a surprise attack. He intercepted the scholars and ordered them to protect the wounded: "You are the last line of defense. It is very important, huh?"

The friends nodded heavily.

They know that the situation at hand is critical, and they know that their ability is not enough to charge into the battle, but they can hold on to the last hurdle, and they can protect the wounded and the elderly.

Chu Qing was at her most helpless at this time. She couldn't call Xiao Bao back, nor could she shoot arrows to protect Xiao Bao in the chaos. She couldn't even jump down to fight. Her melee skills would drag down her companions.

Chu Qing nocked the arrow again, and there were cold arrows shooting from time to time in front of him, and Gan Lai rushed into the bushes alone.

She had to deal with the damage from range first.

Gan Lai had already spotted the shooter in the bushes. She picked up the vegetable stick and hit the shooter on the head hard.

There was more than one shooter. Soon, Chu Qing saw another person emerging from the bushes, attacking Gan Lai with his companions, while several others began to scatter and climb trees.

The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and the sky is getting darker.

Chu Qing couldn't target Gan Lai's opponent through the bushes that were as tall as a person, so he aimed at the tree climber.

Killing one is one!

Chu Qing blew the bone whistle hanging around her neck.

While killing the two shooters in the tree, two golden eagles that were out hunting flew back.

"Go save Gan Lai!" Chu Qing pointed to the opposite side.

Gan Lai, who heard the chirping of an eagle on the opposite side, also blew a bone whistle. She almost forgot that there was a golden eagle who could help her!

The golden eagle flapped its sharp beak and sharp claws to expose the shooters on the tree one by one. Chu Qing cooperated with the golden eagle and shot them one by one.

When the tenth archer also fell to the ground, no more cold arrows were released.

The two golden eagles circled in the air, then let out a long chirp and flew back.

Gan Lai also ran down the hillside and ran back.

Seeing Gan Lai still running back carrying the large pile of vegetables, Chu Qing felt relieved a little. Fortunately, Gan Lai could still run and was fine.

Look back at Xiaobao.

Xiaobao's knife had been curled, and both arms were injured. The torn sleeves of his cotton robe were soaked in blood and drooped, hitting his arms up and down as he swung the knife.

Xiaobao didn't mind at all. He pursed his lips tightly, his face was cold, as if he was unconscious, and he still struck hard. Every time he slashed, the opponent would draw blood, and the sword would never miss.

The guards were also furious. No matter how injured they were, they would still fight as long as they could still stand.

Outnumbered, Xiaobao's brother fell down from time to time.

Every time a brother falls, Xiaobao will open his mouth wide, silently, close his mouth again, and swing the knife heavily again.

That angry, sad, silent howl could only be heard by Snowflake.

"That kid can't hold on any longer!" The gangster leader saw that Xiaobao's crazy killing shocked his own people, and quickly shouted: "Try harder, kill him, double the reward, and

Mother... you!"

The last two words were nailed into the throat by Chu Qing's arrow.

There were only a dozen people left who could fight, and the gangsters also suffered heavy casualties, but there were still seventy or eighty people surrounding them.

The encirclement tightly confined Chu Qing and the carriage inside.

Even though the boys of the Chu family cooperated with each other with their spears and daggers, they still couldn't close the distance.

Xiaobao and his brothers closely guarded the carriage and prevented the gangsters from getting close to Chu Qing.

Pei Qing called on his friends to stand side by side with the boys, facing outward, trying to prevent the enemy from breaking through.

This is really the last line of defense.

There is no room for command in such a fight.

When Chu Qing saw Gan Lai running back and forth, he no longer paid attention. He turned around, nocked an arrow, and fired it without even looking at it. At this time, he could easily tell the difference between friend and foe.

The return reinforcements from Golden Eagle and Gan Lai loosened the encirclement, and Chu Qing's arrows also caused the gangsters to continue to reduce their numbers.

Just when Chu Qing's quiver was empty and even the enemy arrows stuck on the sacks were used up, and he had to pull out his Xiuchun knife and prepare to fight, there was a sudden sound of horse hoofbeats.

"Bah!" "Bah!"

Both golden eagles let out long calls.

Chu Qing looked up and saw a team of tall horses rushing towards them. The people on the horses were wearing the uniforms of the Chu family!

The wind and snow weakened the sound of the cavalry. When everyone heard the sound of horse hooves, the cavalry was not far away.

"Kill! Our reinforcements have arrived!" Chu Qing yelled.

"Kill!" Zhuo Yao and Chu Yuan also shouted.

Exhausted and covered in blood, the boys all screamed for kill, and the terrifying potential exploded on the gangsters' bodies and heads with the blades and spear tips!

Lao Yu rushed to the front. He saw Chu Qing first and was a little relieved. Then he realized that Xiao Bao was not there, so he shouted: "Xiao Bao?"

Xiaobao is still killing people silently.

He didn't bother to shout any more and had already rushed to the outside.

Lao Yu held the spear at an angle, taking advantage of the horse's momentum, and the horse assisted the gun. The tip of the spear made a sharp half circle around the gangsters, and in an instant, a dozen of them fell to the ground with a crash.

Lao Zhao led the cavalry and attacked the bandits from the other side. The sharp spears, the thunderous sound of horse hooves, and the heavy tanks running over them made them no longer able to care about the bounty and fled in all directions.

Even if the cavalry team was willing to let them go, they surrounded them and stabbed them with spears.

Zhuo Yao grabbed Xiaobao and said, "Let's go, you are no longer needed here."

As if Xiaobao couldn't hear it, he flicked his wrist fiercely and shook off Zhuo Yao's hand. He picked up the knife and chased the gangsters who were running left and right.

The gangsters were so frightened that they didn't care about resisting. They just wanted to find a gap to escape. If Xiaobao caught up with one, he would cut it. Whether it was the back, legs, or arms, there must be blood!

Old Yu asked in surprise: "What's wrong with Xiaobao?"

Zhuo Yao followed behind and said "Alas" heavily. He didn't say anything. He just followed Xiaobao closely and helped him kill people.

Soon, the cavalry captured all the scattered bandits and brought them together.

When everyone was looking for ropes to tie up the gangster, they heard Lao Yu suddenly shouting: "Xiaobao, stop!"

Xiaobao took the knife and beheaded the gangsters who were kneeling on the ground one by one!

Lao Yu rushed over and hugged Xiaobao. Xiaobao turned his head and looked at him, his eyes without any warmth, and his eyes were all blood red.

Old Yu was shocked, and unconsciously let go of his hand. Xiaobao walked forward again, saw a gangster, and beheaded him once!

Everyone was shocked, and You Zhenghang even covered his mouth with both hands. He seemed to have seen the devil!

Mr. Nie reacted quickly. He covered You Zhenghang's eyes with one hand and turned his body with the other, and reprimanded several students in a low voice: "Get back in the car! Can't you see so many injured people? Hurry up and pack up the car."

come out!"

Today's events have frightened these children who have never seen blood. Xiaobao's overreaction is understandable, but Mr. Nie does not want to damage Xiaobao's image in the hearts of his friends.

Xiaobao walked up to the last gangster who was being held down. The guy had piss all over his pants and was trembling non-stop: "Don't... don't kill me... don't..."

The cry of begging for mercy brought everyone back to their senses: "Xiaobao, please stay alive!"

Xiaobao still couldn't hear it, so he picked up the knife and swung it down!

No chopping.

The quality of Dong Lun's knife was too low and the blade was sharply curled. It only made a blunt cut on the back of the gangster's neck.

Xiaobao threw away the knife, rode on the guy, punched, punched...
To be continued...