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Chapter 383 Not Enough

Chapter 383 Not enough

The first people to take action were the group of people led by Wu Zu.

Compared with AT's desire to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Wanyan Loushi, it's not that Wu Zu, the young owner of the hardware store, doesn't want to do this, he just has some bad luck.

Wanyan Lou's house, the one who captured a large account from a certain prince of the Liao army, was simply a bright and huge temptation for many netizens, tempting them to take action.

After the soldiers originally planned to set the fire, they also brought people to touch it.

It was a pity that at that time, the soldier had just used the torch in his hand to light a tent nearby.

In a tent nearby, a Jurchen wearing only a robe rushed out with a long knife in his hand.

After seeing the soldiers lighting the tent on fire, but the soldier was dressed almost the same as him, he was instinctively confused.

It was this brief moment of confusion that cost him his life.

When their eyes met, the soldier, knowing that he had been exposed, threw away the torch, pulled out an iron knife and slashed at him immediately.

A moment later, half of the Liao soldier's neck was cut off.

Ignoring the fact that he was getting too close, a stream of warm blood immediately splashed all over his face. The soldier holding the bloody sword shouted loudly:

"Brothers, take action, kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one."

Before the words left his mouth, he took a few steps forward, rushed to a tent, cut the tent open with a knife from the front and back, and took the lead to rush in.

This is a four-person tent, and the four people inside may have slept soundly.

At this moment, except for one of the four people who had been awakened, one had already stood up, and the remaining three were still putting on their pants and boots in a panic.

It has to be said that the reactions of these Jurchens were extremely fast.

In the sound of "Crack~" the tent was split apart, the soldiers rushed in. They immediately stopped all their previous actions and reached for the weapons around them.

It's just that in a cold weapon war, when one side makes calculations mentally or not, is fully armored, and the other side responds hastily, the outcome of the battle is already determined early.

Without the slightest hesitation, the soldier rushed towards the Jurchen who had already stood up, quickening his pace.

The reason is simple, because among the four Jurchens who touched weapons in an emergency, the others touched weapons such as long knives and daggers.

Wearing several layers of heavy armor, he didn't even pay attention to such a weapon that couldn't break through armor.

Only this grandson touched a big iron ax, which was considered a target that must be solved as soon as possible.

So when the Jurchen's right hand touched the wooden handle of the ax on the ground, the soldier had already slashed with his sword and removed his entire right arm to his shoulder.

Although the Jurchen was not dead, she could only roll on the ground under such severe pain.

After the soldier turned around, he ignored the dagger thrust into his chest and smashed the edge of the shield with his left hand.

It would take more than ten seconds at most when another soldier from the Xuange camp rushed into this tent carrying an iron bone ball full of brains.

It could be seen that all four people in the tent had been knocked to the ground.

With a single stroke of his sword, the unlucky guy who cut off his arm first was completely freed. The soldier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and yelled again:

"Quick, quick, quick, keep killing~"

This is because the soldiers clearly knew that the current level of chaos among the Jurchens was not enough to allow the people in the city to leave the city with peace of mind and break out of the siege.

As he spoke, he swung the long knife in his hand again, cutting the other side of the tent, and then rushed out again.

It's just that during this process, his steps obviously lost their initial briskness.

There was no way! In a battle three days ago, three ribs on the warrior's chest were broken; just two days of training would not be enough to recover from such a serious injury.

It's just that before this operation, Fengrui helped him fix it with straps.

It was fine before, but in the battle just now, after being severely slashed in the chest, although there was only a knife mark on the armor on the chest.

But the broken ribs seemed to be somewhat displaced.

It's just that at this moment, he can't care about such a situation...

****

Tens of seconds after the soldier team started to take action officially, and the shouts of killing finally sounded in the camp, Yang Dongli, Lao Hei and other two groups also took action.

Similarly, the luck of the two of them didn't seem to be very good, and their identities were exposed within a few steps.

Now that it's been exposed, let's take action.

The difference was that Yang Dongli slashed with the long knife in his hand, almost splitting a Liao soldier's face in half, and decisively threw away the long knife in his hand.

Picking up the spear in the hand of the Liao soldier, he was more comfortable in using it.

With a spear in his hand, he stabbed two people over in the blink of an eye. These Jurchens who got up in a hurry had no time to put on their armor, and they were simply the best targets.

One shot after another, it was the first time for him, Old Yang, to fight such an easy battle.

As for Lao Hei, while the four members of his team were waving their swords and guns and frantically slashing at the panicked Jurchens, they quickly took their bows and arrows in their hands.

The opponents in front of them, who had no protection at all and looked like prey, were easily shot to the ground.

In comparison, his current killing efficiency is even more efficient than Yang Dongli's.

While they were rapidly harvesting the lives of their opponents, they also knew clearly in their hearts that this situation was only temporary, and when more Jurchens reacted, it would be their doom.

So before that, if the enemy chieftain Wanyan Loushi can be killed, then it will naturally be the best situation.

If that doesn't work, we should make the camp more chaotic.

With this thought, the dull pain from some old injuries on their bodies was no longer a consideration for them.

If you can have a high-altitude drone at this time, you will definitely be able to see a very interesting scene through the lens.

Whether it was the soldiers who had been discovered and were frantically killing their opponents, Yang Dongli, or Lao Hei.

Fortunately, no one has discovered it yet. AT and Yu Hanfeng, two groups, are attacking from five different corners of the camp towards the tent of Wanyan Lou's room...

AT and the others ran into trouble when they were still fifty or sixty meters away from the largest tent in the Jurchen camp.

One was shirtless, with thick fur showing on his chest.

With two guards at her side, the Jurchen, who looked like a big shot at first sight, rushed out of a tent.

After meeting the five of them, he suddenly stopped in a hurry after his eyes lit up, and started yelling at them with saliva flying around.

Judging from their expressions and the way they pointed at the fire scene, they probably didn't recognize their disguised identities.

Just let them put out the fire, or kill Yang Dongli and others.

The problem is that this also means that AT and the others have been cut off from their good intentions of reaching outside Wanyan Lou's tent and taking the opportunity to kill such an enemy chieftain.

Annoyed in his heart, the young white-collar worker kept nodding his head and quickly approached with his feet.

Finally, after reaching a sufficient distance, the sharp long knife in his hand quickly slashed out. After a bright knife light flashed, the head full of surprised expression flew high into the air.

"What the hell! What kind of person are you? How dare you grow hair as fierce as mine?"

The moment he took action, the young white-collar worker cursed angrily...

(End of chapter)


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