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Chapter 1686 Ethnic blood relatives, long-term grievances

The front is full of undulating mountain slopes. In the dense and continuous jungle, Chen Xizhen had no choice but to lead the remaining troops to run away. There were figures passing by in embarrassment in the mountains and dense forests. They did not dare to stop for a moment. Their armor was broken and their clothes were stained with blood. Among them,

Many people were frightened and frightened, as if they were about to reach the end of their strength from exhaustion. They quickly rushed to kill Jie Zhen from the side, and Liu Er also led his elite mountain infantry to rush to the nearby area, roughly detecting the area.

As soon as there was a sound, he immediately taught his subordinates to use bows and arrows to suppress the remnants running in the forest in front, and also began to prepare to cover up and attack them.

Now that we are in such a desperate situation, can we really escape? There are fewer and fewer people under Chen Xizhen who can still hold on to the last bit of strength and spirit to run away. The mountains and slopes are continuous, the roads are winding, and they have suffered previously.

Jie Bao and Liu San's ambush killed seven or eight hundred people in a matter of seconds. But even if they ran without rest for a moment, arrow clusters suddenly flew through the trees, and many people were immediately killed by random arrows.

, the remaining manpower was not as fierce and resistant as the Jurchen generals. The more they fled, the more frightened they became, and the more they fought, the weaker they became. Until now, their morale was about to collapse. How could they still fight to the death?

When Chen Xizhen, Zhu Yongjin, and Chen Liqing saw that they could no longer restrain the many soldiers, howling and running away, the jungle to the west was like a flood, and many brave and vigorous rebels were rushing forward, each holding a cold blade.

The weapons were running wildly, with such a posture that people were blocking people and killing people, and Buddhas were blocking people, killing Buddhas, and they were forcing Chen Xizhen and all the remaining villains to intercept and annihilate them all!

The halberd painted in the sky on the water-polished mirror suddenly gave off a cold glow. Zhu Yongjin faced many soldiers of the Mandrill Army who were running among the mountains not only as if they were walking on flat ground, but even faster on the Bashandu Ridge. He had no choice but to pick up the halberd in his hand.

He resisted desperately, and when he slashed and stabbed, a cold light came out. With his extravagant and agile skills, he immediately knocked over some of the rebel infantry who were rushing close to him and knocked them to the ground.

Scarlet blood splashed onto his face and body. Zhu Yongjin's face was filled with a ferocious and ruthless look. He used the square halberd in his hand to strike out again, and the sharp halberd blade tore open the air.

It turned into a circle of dazzling cold light and slit the neck of a rebel leader. The circling halberd swept out a large circle and forced back the soldiers who were coming up. But now they were fighting in the densely forested ridge.

When Zhu Yongjin was about to hold the halberd tightly in his palm again, the crescent halberd's blade, which was circling fiercely, suddenly chopped into a large tree nearby with a trunk as thick as two or three people could hug it.

"Tum!!!" was heard. Zhu Yongjin, who was fighting with all his heart, could not help but use too much force. The halberd blade cut straight into the trunk of the big tree a foot or two deep. Zhu Yongjin was anxious to save the time, but because of the halberd, he chopped into the tree trunk.

He was imprisoned, and it would probably take another moment to pull him free. However, there were still rebel pursuers around him who were constantly rushing forward to kill him. How could Zhu Yongjin have any chance to breathe again? He made a quick decision and had no choice but to abandon his halberd and immediately

He pulled out the Longquan red sword hanging on the left side of his waist. In an instant, the sword's light was like a thundering rainbow and lightning. Zhu Yongjin's immediate left and right sides seemed to be shrouded in dense sword energy. He made the sword's slashing moves extremely fierce.

Incomparable.

The dozen or so rebel infantrymen who were charging forward bravely suddenly felt a vast expanse of white in front of them, and then there was the muffled sound of sharp iron-like blades cutting flesh and blood, and blood immediately splattered everywhere. There were bursts of blood, and the swords were shining brightly.

Zhu Yongjin's face, which was originally as white as snow, showed a fierce look. However, it was also because of his extravagant skills, and whether it was Jie Bao and the others who were chasing after him, or Jie Zhen who was intercepting him from the side.

, the first thing Liu Er wanted to capture was the treacherous warriors led by Zhu Yongjin, Chen Xizhen and others. This also reduced the pressure on the rest of the resistance who were still fighting around Zhu Yongjin.

However, Zhu Yongjin made a move full of rage. He also looked at the scar-faced man who was surrounded by several rebel soldiers not far away and tried desperately to fight with his gun. For a moment, he was in danger. He said anxiously: It's just based on my ability.

I was able to resist for a while, but fortunately, although the thieves ambushed now seemed to be accustomed to operating in the mountains and forests, they didn't have any extravagant cover to stop them... But I was determined not to waste it here for a long time, otherwise I would be surrounded by the thieves.

If we live there, we must be in danger of death. We must work together with our father-in-law and sisters to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible, kill the generals, and continue to find a path to the north to escape, in order to gain a few chances of survival. As for the relationship between these two brothers, they are still related to each other.

, if I were to gain power, I could still promote him as a mate, but now it is as dangerous as a knife and ax on my neck. This guy is useless. Even though he cares about me, my father-in-law, and my sister, how can I be implicated by him again?

After Zhu Yongjin thought in his mind, he immediately swung his sword with fierceness and strangled him. Blood rained everywhere, and it was enough to kill him. However, Zhu Yongjin did not care about the dangerous situation of the scar-faced man, and wanted to kill him.

Gu escaped first, but while rushing to break through, he shouted loudly to the man with a hint of contempt in his tone: "Stupid bird! In these dangerous times, there is no need to think about the relationship between uncle and nephew. No one can

I take care of you!"

Is this really the case? Back then, because you and my father were half-brothers, and you saw that Zhujiazhuang could take advantage of me, you and Chen Xizhen persuaded my father to take you in and recruit them to suppress us.

If the thieves' soldiers and horses had not formed a deadly feud with the thieves in the Qingzhou Mountains and Shuibo Liangshan Mountains, the Xiaotang and Songjiang thieves, no matter how despicable and despicable they were, would not have been able to kill them all because of you.

After all, the endless slaying of thieves will definitely wipe out my Zhujiazhuang... But you didn't take me seriously when you did the deeds... You talk about deep hatred and gnashing of teeth,

It depends on you and Chen Xizhen just abandoned my father and two brothers like worn-out shoes. Now the situation is urgent and it is only important to save my life. Seeing that I am no longer of use, will I just abandon it?

This scar-faced man was naturally the third son of Zhu Chaofeng in Zhujiazhuang in the past. Later, he was lucky enough to survive the fight with the Green Forest soldiers who joined forces with Xiao Tang and Song Jiang. However, he had no way out and had no choice but to go to Zhu Yongjin.

Zhu Biao. But when he heard Zhu Yongjin's indifferent shouts, he was struggling to resist the onslaught of rebel infantry from all around. It was really dangerous that Zhu Biao had a hideous scar left by Hu Sanniang's chop on his face.

It seemed that his body was twitching, and a wave of resentment filled his heart. This also aroused Zhu Biao's ferocity, and he swung the spear in his hand hysterically to temporarily push back the approaching enemy soldiers.

While there were still some remaining soldiers around who needed to be gathered up by Chen Xizhen, they panicked and resisted. During the melee, some people kept jumping down and killing them. Zhu Biao suddenly let out another hysterical roar. He suddenly lowered his body and slammed into it with all his strength.

He pushed the mandrill soldier who was slashing at his head with a knife to the bottom, and then pulled the man next to him who was fighting hard to block it in front of him, and another steel gun was thrown.

The fork came straight, but it pierced the chest of the bird that Zhu Biao had dragged to shield him from the gun.

Zhu Biao immediately stretched out his hand and pushed hard, pushing the soldier who was not dead yet forward, using him as a human shield and knocking over three or five more people. Then he ignored the chaos of swords and guns around him and tried to teach him.

There were a few more wounds on his body that were immediately splashed with blood. Zhu Biao waved his spear like crazy and jumped straight towards the crowd in front of him. He ran away desperately, taking advantage of the pursuit and killing.

Most of the attention of the arriving rebel soldiers fell on Chen Xizhen and a few others, but Zhu Biao managed to create a path, leaving the fighting crowd behind...

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