Updated: 2012-11-06

Kurman Buick and Zhang Bing were waiting for news in the valley, but after Sesix and his group went out, they were reluctant to return. This made them gradually lose patience. Krim kept walking outside the camp. Kurman Buick frowned and felt a little embarrassed about his son's impatient behavior, especially in front of Zhang Bing. Just as he was about to scold him, Zhang Bing waved his hand, took the copper pot on the front stove, poured a cup of hot tea for Kurman Buick, and then added some new firewood to the stove, and said: "It is normal for young people to impatient."

Zhang Bing is not old, but because he is acquainted with Kurman Buick, Krim is equivalent to his junior, although the two are actually about the same age. Of course, Krim himself does not admit the gap in seniority. He regards Zhang Bing as an enemy and wants to break him up.

When the gunshots came, everyone was shocked. The rapid gunshots echoed in the valley, and even triggered a small avalanche that blocked a mountain road, but did not cause casualties, which was a great blessing in disgrace.

"Father, what should I do?" Krim walked in from outside, looking very panicked.

"What a panic!" Kurman Buick finally erupted, slapped his son in the face, and then walked out of the tent. There was already a mess outside, and people shouted and horses neighed, just like the sky fell.

Now even Kurman Buick had no idea. He has been the leader of the Taiping clan in recent years and has never encountered such a difficult situation. Therefore, although he has extraordinary knowledge, he is still shocked at this moment. At this moment, Kurman Buick suddenly heard a gunshot in his ears, which shocked him.

"Silence me! Listen to the clan leader!"

The one who shot was Zhang Bing. This decisive horse thief naturally had different courage. He now held a gun in one hand and supported Kurman Buick with the other, so as not to be scared by the gunshots.

"Class leader, please speak!" Zhang Bing let go of his hand at this time and said very respectfully.

The gunshot attracted everyone's attention, and the panic in the valley finally stopped temporarily. People stood there, at a loss.

Although Kurman Buick was a little embarrassed, he still calmed down at the critical moment. At least when Zhang Bing sent away the left hand to support him, he did not fall.

"Change whatever you should do, don't embarrass me!" Kurman Buick spoke and scolded him. Although he was unpleasant, he played a role in stabilizing people's hearts for no reason. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were silent for a moment, and finally dispersed and went to do something. "The guards gathered!"

Kurman Buick gathered his own guards, which was Zhang Bing's suggestion. If these people were not convinced by the discipline, they would be afraid in their hearts. And the horse bandits around Zhang Bing were dispersed into six or seven teams at some point, which meant that they were preparing to break through separately.

Kurman Buick took everything in his eyes, but he did not ask about it. Now is not the time to fall out with Zhang Bing, and working together is the best choice.

"Bahal and Emila are back!" Two knights rushed in at the entrance of the valley. One of them fell off his horse as soon as he entered the valley. He sat on the snow and gasped, bleeding from his forehead. The other one was slightly better, but it could be seen that his face was very pale and his eyes were extremely frightened.

Bahar and Emila were the two who sent back to report the news before Sesix rushed down the hill to rescue Ducha Tribe Patrol. However, before they went down the hill, they saw the last glance of Sesix and all their companions, and the whole process of becoming a sieve in the rain of bullets.

Although the time was very short and it was not an exaggeration to say it was a moment, but in Bahar and Emilla's minds, it seemed that there was slow motion. Bullets roared and hit the body, blood splashed, dyeing the snow red. Cecik's 1873 Winchester rifle, which he regarded as a treasure, accidentally flew into the air, and then fell to the ground and slid on the snow for a long distance. The knight who was originally riding on it was thrown on the snow, his limbs were twisted, like a broken puppet abandoned by his master. His expression was dull and his eyes were unconscious.

The expressions and death of the fallen men deeply stimulated the nerves. They did not dare to look back, fearing that the cavalry in Guangfu Town would go up the hillside, so that they would also become one of the broken puppets.

Returning to the valley seemed to be the only way out, but for some reason, even though there are nearly two thousand people in the valley, they still don’t feel any sense of security. Returning to the valley seemed to be just following instinct, but they didn’t know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

"What the hell is going on?" Kurman Buick asked his personal guards to surround the two of them and asked in a low voice. He had an extremely bad premonition, which gave Zhang Bing a wink, and the two walked into the encirclement.

Because Emilla had fallen off her horse before and had blood flowing on her forehead, everyone focused their eyes on Bahar.

His eyes finally recovered a little bit of anger, but Bahar was still a little confused, but after seeing the Kurmanbuick in front of him, he turned over and dismounted, then knelt in front of his clan leader, and cried: "Allah is above, patriarch, you want to avenge Sesix and the others!"

"What the hell happened?"

"It's the cavalry of Guangfu Town! These white-robed demons! We patroled out of the valley and climbed over a few hills, and came to a mountain top, where we met the patrol of the Ducha tribe..." Bahar told the story, but the more Kurman Buick heard, the more he frowned. The battle of Guangfu Town cavalry far exceeded his imagination. He even doubted whether Bahar was scared and fled in the face of the battle, so he deliberately made up an absurd and unruly story to avoid punishment.

"So, Sesik and the others are all dead?" Zhang Bing asked suddenly.

"yes!"

"How many cavalrymen are there in the town of Resurrection?"

Bahar thought for a while, then looked at the only companion who followed him back, and said, "There are hundreds of people?"

Emilla was indifferent, just sitting on the snow with her eyes straightened.

Someone walked over and gently patted the young man's face. But this patting didn't matter. Emilla fell directly on her back. When everyone surrounded her to check the injuries, she found that the young man was actually dead!

"Dead?" Kurman Buick asked in a low voice with a pale face.

Zhang Bing nodded and came up with an idea for Kurman Buick. "Class leader, it seems that things are a bit troublesome! You should gather the heads of those small tribes together first, let's discuss it. If there is really no way..."

"how?"

"Let them be the cushion!"

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