The melee started, and the soldiers and horses brought by Ji Hong rushed towards them crazily. While the swordsmen were facing the enemy, they detached some of their men to hold Lin Qingfeng and Bian Yuanfeng back towards the path.
Ji Hong led several masters to chase him, and these swordsmen had to divide their hands to stop him.
Bian Yuanfeng was held up by a swordsman's neck with a long sword, but he didn't feel a trace of fear and looked frequently at Lin Qingfeng, Fan Zhuyi and others.
Lin Qingfeng and Fan Zhuyi were also held hostage. Lin Qingfeng was seriously ill and has not yet recovered. His thin body was so weak that he staggered several times.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Bian Yuanfeng suddenly seized an opportunity, knocked away the swordsman who was holding him hostage, rushed towards Lin Qingfeng, grabbed Lin Qingfeng's throat and slammed it into the huge rock: "I will kill you!"
Lin Qingfeng was caught off guard and felt severe pain in his back.
Bian Yuanfeng was so deadly that he almost broke her neck in an instant.
The swordsmen on the left and right immediately stopped him: "What are you doing!"
"stop!"
Bian Yuanfeng was pulled away, and Lin Qingfeng rubbed his throat and coughed violently.
"Who are you that bitch!" Bian Yuanfeng yelled excitedly, "I should have killed you long ago!"
After such a delay, Ji Hong led his men to chase him, charging straight into the crowd with a clear target: Lin Qingfeng was the only one.
The swordsmen saw the opponent's purpose and refused to give in. However, it became difficult to take Lin Qingfeng away because these masters were close and it was difficult for them to threaten Lin Qingfeng's life.
Ji Hong was overjoyed and shouted: "Yes! Keep her! Don't let her get hurt!"
The scene is getting more and more chaotic, with life and death on the line, fighting for the ultimate blow, and fighting for life.
There were countless corpses on the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
Bian Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and wanted to attack again while taking advantage of the chaos. A swordsman suddenly caught him and said, "Let's go!"
Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou were also taken away by the swordsman.
Fan Zhuyi resisted with all his strength and looked towards Ji Hong outside the crowd: "Help me quickly!"
Ji Hong looked at him and spread his hands innocently: "Aren't you making things difficult for me? How can I save you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zhuyi was hit with a sword in the stomach. The swordsman drew out his sword and stabbed him in the throat again.
Fan Zhuyi reluctantly tilted his head and slapped the swordsman's arm away.
More and more soldiers and horses were chasing after him. Seeing that he could not kill Fan Zhuyi immediately, the swordsman had to abandon him and leave.
But at this moment, a thin figure suddenly approached Lin Qingfeng.
Yu Xiaozhou's eyes were sharp and he immediately saw that it was the weird yellow-faced woman.
But she suddenly picked up the dagger next to the corpse of a master, rushed towards Lin Qingfeng, and stabbed her in the face!
Lin Qingfeng screamed and avoided, but her body was too weak and her speed and reaction could not keep up. Although she avoided the fatal blow, her face was cut with a very deep gash.
The white and smooth cheek split instantly, and blood poured down like a splash.
The woman tried to stab her again, but was kicked away.
Ji Hong, Yu Xiaozhou and others were dumbfounded.
Lin Qingfeng opened her mouth and screamed, her whole body stiffened, and then burst into tears.
"Kill that bitch!" Ji Hong pointed to the yellow-faced woman on the ground, "Kill her!"
The yellow-faced woman crawled away quickly and was caught up by the master.
"You can't kill me!" the yellow-faced woman yelled in fright, but her voice was exceptionally pleasant. "You can't kill me, you will regret it!"
"Kill her! Kill this bitch!" Ji Hong said.
The master slashed at the yellow-faced woman, and with a bang, a crossbow arrow shot through the master's throat.
The yellow-faced woman instantly raised her head. In the wildly dancing night wind, Dongfang Eleven was dressed in red and enchanting. She held a crossbow in her hand, perfectly blending strength and coquettishness.
Ji Hong was stunned for a moment, and then ran up and down the hillside behind him, not caring about the chaos of the scene or Lin Qingfeng's injury.
Dongfang Shi immediately set up a second arrow and took another life.
But as more and more soldiers chased him, Dongfang had to retreat after firing five arrows in ten consecutive rounds.
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from the riverside, two short and one long.
Ji Hong, who had just hid in a low recess on the mountainside, was shocked, and the expressions of the soldiers who followed him also changed.
This is their porcelain whistle. Two short and one long represent the danger of life and death. If there is going to be a catastrophe, run away if you can.
As the whistle ended, the lights on the river lit up instantly, and thousands of torches shined brightly, gathering into a sea of orange clouds and lighting up the entire river bank.
Dozens of fishing boats arrived, and the leading boat held two brand-new splendid flags, with "Xia" written on one side and "Yan" written on the other.
Xia Junnan held the big sword at his waist and shouted loudly: "Everyone on the shore, I am Xia Junnan, the general of the Zhendong Camp of the Xia Family Army! You are the subordinates of King Guangming. I am neither a friend nor an enemy with you, and I have no desire to fight! Today you and others
We will not ask or interfere in your affairs when we come to Hengxiang! But we have thieves to catch and traitors to capture! As soon as the ship stops, we will go ashore. By then, the guests from afar should not be surprised, do not complain, and do not make enemies.
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A man in gray clothes who was chasing from the west arrived with his men. Hearing this, he shouted: "The Xia family's army is brave and heroic. They are the best soldiers in the world. We have admired them for a long time! We dare not make a mistake in front of the Xia family's army!"
"Thank you for your praise!" Xia Junnan shouted.
"General, you're welcome!" said the man in gray.
The fishing boats docked one by one, and Xia Junnan led the people off the boat. The men on the shore looked unblinkingly at these soldiers who had entered the annals of history and were destined to be remembered forever.
They are completely different from soldiers like them who are recruited from martial arts. The temperament and charm of these soldiers come from the orthodox military training of Daqian. They are strictly disciplined by the self-made government and have experienced battles on the northern border.
The battle of life and death.
Where they stood were the tall poplar trees that defined the country and guarded the border.
The man in gray clothes watched them come down, looking left and right, looking for Ji Hong and Lin Qingfeng.
One of his men quickly ran over and whispered in his ear.
The man in gray was shocked: "Take me to her!"
The man in gray threw his hands at Xia Junnan and others from a distance, turned around and ran away.
Lin Qingfeng sat paralyzed on the ground, sobbing and holding back her cries, while two men provided emergency treatment for her.
Ji Hong was still hiding and didn't dare to come out.
It is true that Ying Jinliang and Xia Jiajun had no grudges, but Ji Hong couldn't be sure.
At this time, open flames suddenly lit up in the northeast direction where the swordsmen disappeared, and a two-mile-long semi-arc light strip spread along the coast, as bright as day.
"There are also soldiers and horses ahead..." Ji Hong murmured.
The suddenly bright lights stopped Dongfang Shi in the dark night.
The swordsmen who led Bian Yuanfeng and others to run away were stunned and raised their weapons.
However, the danger does not come from the bright light, but from the darkness around them.
The people who had been ambushing here suddenly came out. The swordsman who was holding Yu Xiaozhou hostage had no time to react. The sword in his hand was removed. He followed up with a slap, but the opponent grabbed his wrist and twisted it immediately.
The next moment, the swordsman felt severe pain in his chest. He was kicked to the ground and his ribs were broken on the spot.
Everything happened for a moment, the swordsman covered his chest and raised his head, only to see the figure of the opponent, tall and thin, leaning over to help Yu Xiaozhou.
Yu Xiaozhou stared blankly at Shen Lie, amazed by his skill and elegance, and was speechless for a while.
