Following the shouts of the big man, the caravan guards who were still fleeing in embarrassment suddenly drew their swords out of their sheaths in unison, turned their horses' heads, and at the same time killed back towards the chaotic Qiang people.
"kill!"
"Dang Dang!"
As the caravan guards returned, the chaotic Qiang knights were unable to use their power to circle away and shoot at the first time, and were instantly involved in a bloody hand-to-hand fight with the caravan guards.
"Puff puff puff!"
Horses neighed, people boiled, swords and guns clashed.
The men and horses from both sides fought fiercely together, accompanied by the neighing of the horses and the tearing sound of swords and guns cutting into the human body, and screams were heard all over the sky.
In a moment, a cloud of blood mist floated over the entire battlefield, like a blood lotus blooming in an instant, dyeing the white snow underfoot red.
"Little tiger, let's go! Wolf dog, lie down!"
Ying Zige's eyes lit up when he saw the quick reaction of the big man in the caravan and the caravan guard who looked completely different after the big man shouted.
Ignoring the snow that turned into a field of Shura in an instant, he dropped the strong bow in his hand, suddenly pulled out a sword from his back, called to Meng Hu who was beside him with an excited face and was eager to try, and strode towards the field to kill him.
"Your Majesty, please be safe!"
Meng Hu, who could no longer hold himself any longer, heard Ying Zige's greeting and opened his mouth with a loud roar.
He reminded Ying Zige beside him, then he tightly held the sword in his hand, ignited the fiery energy all over his body and killed the Qiang people.
Meng Hu was very worried about Ying Zige's current skills. Thinking that it had only been half a year since Ying Zige decided to practice martial arts, but his skills had changed from what he could only rely on before. The situation lasted for more than ten rounds, and now even if I go all out, I am still slightly better.
Meng Hu felt depressed, and his whole body was full of evil spirits. He looked at the Qiang people in front of him fiercely.
"I have to kill a few more. It's okay to be surpassed by the young master in martial arts, but I can't lose to the young master in killing enemies in battle."
Yingzi Ge Ti Dao had just taken two steps forward when a strong gust of wind suddenly blew around him.
He took a closer look and saw that Meng Hu's whole body was burning with extremely strong Gangqi light, and he instantly arrived in front of a Qiang knight.
"puff!"
The sword flashed, and the Qiang knight only saw a flash of red, then fell off his horse and fell into eternal silence.
Meng Hu made a great move with his sword without stopping. He clenched the sword tightly and jumped with his legs. In an instant, he jumped like a dragon on the back of the horse that was running around without its owner. He squeezed the horse's belly tightly and charged forward with a roar.
Ying Zige smiled slightly. He knew what Meng Hu was thinking, so he didn't take it seriously at the moment and continued to draw his sword and kill forward.
After practicing for more than half a year, today was his first real battle.
Although affected by the fusion and the continuous changes in the situation, Ying Zige's previous idea of only wanting to dominate with martial arts and becoming a martial arts hero in the late Han Dynasty has long since changed, but the passion of a warrior engraved in his bones is not that simple. Erasable.
Ying Zige's steps were quick and like a gossip, and he was among the crowd in a blink of an eye.
He clenched the sword tightly and secretly channeled his energy. A cold light flashed on the tip of the sword, and he swiped it fiercely at the Qiang people in front of him.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Taking Meng Hu's lesson from the past, the Qiang people were on guard against the young man who rushed in immediately. Three Qiang people gathered in an orderly manner and shot at Ying Zige's gun one after another. The broadsword made a violent sound of gold and iron.
"snort!"
When Ying Zige saw this, he snorted coldly, turned his wrist, the tip of the knife flashed with cold light, and made a spear move like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, stabbing three Qiang people one after another.
"Poof! Poof! Poof!"
In an instant, there were three sounds of the tip of a knife piercing the throat.
The three Qiang men on horseback shrank their pupils, lowered their hands feebly, hissed in their throats, and fell off the horse.
When Ying Zige saw this, he smiled with satisfaction, then jumped on the back of a horse with a stern look on his face, and continued to charge forward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As Meng Hu and Ying Zige charged in, the originally chaotic Qiang people were killed and completely routed.
From time to time, people were cut by blades and pierced by spears. They screamed and fell off their horses, turning into flesh.
Ying Zige and Meng Hu seemed to have turned into the tips of two spears. When they met, they saw the two men fiercely and silently blending into the caravan guards behind them, constantly charging left and right.
"kill!"
The remaining limbs were thrown away, and the blood mist was thick.
Accompanied by the sounds of killing, the white snow was completely covered with blood and turned into a blood-red color, as beautiful as snow. Everyone's eyes were red with blood, and the Qiang people began to retreat step by step.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the scream of a woman suddenly rang out from the van that was tightly protected at the rear.
However, as the two sides continued to kill each other and the battlefield became chaotic, two Qiang men unknowingly came to a position close to the carriage, riding their horses and stabbing at the carriage with guns drawn.
"Protect my little girl!"
As the woman's screams spread, the 30-year-old man who ordered the counterattack was the first to react. He yelled quickly, fired a quick shot at the same time, drove back the Qiang man in front of him, and rushed towards the van on horseback.
past.
The battlefield was ruthless, and the Qiang people would not give way to him just because of his impatience. Seeing the Qiang people's spears stabbing into the carriage one after another, the big man's eyes couldn't help but turn red, like a madman.
"snort!"
Ying Zige naturally heard the woman's scream, looked at the crazy man, snorted coldly, and fought back.
"die!"
The sword flipped over, and in a moment Ying Zige was close to the carriage. He shouted loudly, put some force with his feet, and jumped up from the horse in an instant.
A huge roar filled the space between heaven and earth, and the extremely powerful air flow violently turbulent, rolling up blood-stained snowflakes on the ground and hitting the sky.
Ying Zige took advantage of the momentum falling from the sky and slashed with his sword, splitting open a Qiang man's back chest in an instant.
At the same time, his right hand was like a knife, flashing with Gang Qi light, and he slashed towards the throat of another Qiang man.
The palm breaks through the wind and snow, and the bloody light bursts out!
In the blink of an eye, the two Qiang people who besieged the van were killed one after another.
At this time, the horse pulling the carriage seemed to have been severely injured in the previous fight. He suddenly knelt down and the carriage tilted instantly, and two women fell out of it.
A woman's chest was covered in blood and she was dying.
There is also a girl who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. She is wearing a light cyan gauze dress with a white belt tied around her slender waist. The beautiful blue silk is tied up with emerald silk and slanted.
Farewell to a hosta decorated with golden flowers.
A snow-white oval face with slender eyebrows and clear eyes. Even though he was lying on the snow with tears on his face, there was still an aura of agility that made people intoxicated.
The young woman stumbled and fell to the ground. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself up. With tears on her face, she reached out and pulled the woman who was lying motionless on the ground, crying: "Xiaoyu, wake up!"
