Is it because I haven’t experienced a life-and-death fight for a long time, so it’s not helpful...
Half-kneeling with his sword on the ground, Gu Shengyang's mind was in chaos, and this idea slowly emerged.
The left arm was completely severed, and a whole bottle of golden sore medicine was sprinkled on the wound, but it didn't work. The tight cloth strap was now soaked with blood and dripping down. There were two serious stab wounds on the body, one of which was serious.
Bones are visible in the deep part, and if medical treatment is not obtained in time, life may be in danger.
Wu Erlang's men from Woniu Mountain were killed by the Sun family's guards and Wu He's bodyguards. More than ten people were killed on the spot, and more than ten people were wounded and surrendered. Several others escaped from Washington when the situation was bad.
, Wu and the Escort Agency also allocated some manpower to pursue them.
Wu He's bodyguards and the Sun family's horses, after experiencing the fight with these Wo Niu Mountain gangsters, there were only a few dead, but a lot of minor injuries. Those strong and muscular gangsters had some skills, but they didn't have that in this life-and-death fight.
In a moment of decisiveness, many people lost their lives. When they saw their companions killed, the others became panicked and retreated after a short resistance. Otherwise, if the gangster from Woniu Mountain was willing to fight to the end, the guards of Wuhe Escort Agency and Sun
At least ten more lives will be lost if the servants at home are killed.
Bandits are still bandits after all. Their personal skills are not low, but they still fight on their own. Except for a few people who are good friends on weekdays and help each other block attacks, the rest are their companions who are trapped in death.
Very few people went to rescue him. This was completely opposite to Wu and the Escort Bureau's behavior of helping each other. Once an opening appeared behind the escort, his companions would immediately come up to protect him. If someone was injured by a knife, people nearby would go up to catch him.
When the enemy attacks, make them calmly withdraw from the battle group, apply wound medicine, and then you can choose to fight again or retreat.
Bandits are still bandits after all. Their personal skills are not low, but they still fight on their own. Except for a few people who are good friends on weekdays and help each other block attacks, the rest are their companions who are trapped in death.
Very few people went to rescue him. This was completely opposite to Wu and the Escort Bureau's behavior of helping each other. Once an opening appeared behind the escort, his companions would immediately come up to protect him. If someone was injured by a knife, people nearby would go up to catch him.
When the enemy attacks, make them calmly withdraw from the battle group, apply wound medicine, and then you can choose to fight again or retreat.
There were more than a dozen still-warm corpses lying in the front yard of Washington. A few sticks of incense had ago, these were still living people. The Woniu Mountain gangsters were tied up by the Wuhe Escort Bureau, and the injured ones were not given any medicine.
, there were two seriously injured people who were about to die, so they were left lying there.
The escorts of Wuhe Escort Agency were not the kind and compassionate Bodhisattva Buddha. They did not chop these Woniu Mountain gangsters into mincemeat directly. They had to stop them under the shouts of several old escorts, otherwise someone might use the knife.
Gu Shengyang's face was bloodless and he reluctantly stood up with his knife. The bodyguard beside him who was slightly injured helped him up and said:
"Lao Gu, you are so seriously injured. I will help you to the backyard. The doctor will be there soon."
"Master, don't worry." Gu Shengyang bit the tip of his tongue. The pain prevented him from fainting, and then he spoke in a weak voice, "Wu Erlang, how are you?"
Not far away, there was still the sound of weapons clashing, and the bodyguard hesitated to speak. After shaving, he said: "Old Gutou, if you want to say something unpleasant, we'd better talk it out as soon as possible...
.”
The blood flowing out of his body could probably fill two wine bottles. He endured the dizziness caused by the blood loss and murmured: "With so many people, it won't be..."
On the second floor of Wuhe Escort Bureau, there are more than ten warriors still alive. After hunting down a few of the Woniu Mountain gangsters who escaped, seven or eight people can still be found. There are still two guards from the Sun family who can carry swords.
A dozen or so people, a small number of fifty people, can't do anything to the head of Yanggu County?
It seems reasonable for the young man, No. 50, to have no choice but to take Wu Erlang...
In front of the scene of a stick of incense, the fourth-floor member of the Sun family
Lou Wufu led four three-story warriors to attack Zhang Wu together, and Wu He, the senior escort in the escort agency, also used a good hand of marbles and hit Wu Erlang head and face, which was quite powerful for a while. He couldn't dodge and was hit by the iron.
The marbles hit her nose and face.
The five people from the Sun family and the Huafu worked together to suppress the second master of Woniu Mountain until he had to carry seven or eight moves before he could deliver an axe. The pair of twenty-pound axes were probably not his weapons in the first place, and at this time they were enemies.
There are few among us, but to be able to stand as one against five for such a long time is already a rare hero.
Wu He's bodyguards and the Sun family's servants were no longer thinking about whether they could win, but how long it would take to win. A few leisurely people even made a bet on how long it would take for the second master of Woniu Mountain to lose.
Without exception, these whispers reached Wu Erlang's ears, making him want to laugh. After all, he was a frog in a well, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. He had only just glimpsed a little bit of martial arts. He had not even used his killing move, and he dared to risk victory or defeat.
The conclusion is really ridiculous.
"Wu Erlang is here to take my sister-in-law back to the mountain this time, not to fight with you." He opened the weapons of the four people with an ax and blocked two more iron eggs. He took a few steps back and said, "The Sun family
It is reasonable to fight to the death for the sake of face. The head of the Wuhe Escort Bureau also had a relationship with my master back then, and Wu Erlang did not want to be an enemy of the Wuhe Escort Bureau."
"I am the wife of the Sun family's Ming matchmaker, and you are like this with your stupid brother. Fortunately, the people in Yanggu County praised you as a heroic Wu Erlang. You don't understand anything like this?" The fourth-floor martial artist of the Sun family sneered, "Either
You, Wu Erlang, go back to Woniu Mountain and become your mountain king, or you can stay here in Huahua Mansion."
The martial arts man on the fourth floor of the Sun family who was holding on to his arrogance. Although the knife in his hand was a rare sharp weapon, it could not cut through the twenty-pound iron ax in Wu Erlang's hand. It was the precious knife in Zhang Bashun's hand.
I couldn't do it either. I thought that if the four of them worked together, they would be able to capture Wu Erlang easily, and it wouldn't take much effort at all. It would only take a few dozen moves.
How high can Wu Erlang's martial arts realm be? It's only one floor higher than him.
He raised his hand and wiped the two streaks of blood slowly dripping from his nose with his sleeve. Takejiro sniffed. The iron bullet hit him without dodging. Sure enough, there was still some pain. But if he dodged, he would have suffered more than just the bullet.
It's a knife.
How far is the difference between the fourth floor and the fifth floor of martial arts?
He took a deep breath, and then roared loudly, his voice like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon.
Today he will show these people a lesson.
The older bodyguard put his hand into the cowhide bag to get the iron marbles, but found nothing. He realized that he had squandered all the iron marbles in the bag when he fired the volley before. Looking around, there were no stones available, so he silently picked up the knife and spoke to Zhang Bashun.
Standing side by side, half raising the sword while preparing for the attack.
Why haven't you come back yet? Why haven't you come back yet...
Zhang Bashun sighed deeply in his heart. If he didn't come back, it would be too late.
The lingering sound of Wu Erlang's roar was still lingering in his ears. The martial artist on the fourth floor of the Sun family felt his whole body shudder. He intuitively swung his sword to the right front. This powerful and heavy sword slashed at the rusty handle.
On the stubborn iron plate, the ax penetrated more than an inch deep.
When he returned the knife, he felt that his hand was sticky for half an instant. A chill ran from his scalp to the soles of his feet. He hurriedly abandoned the knife and retreated, only to avoid another one thrown by Wu Erlang.
Axe.
Wu He's two bodyguards' combined attack failed to gain any advantage while Wu Erlang was changing weapons. Zhang Bashun's sword collided with the Sun family's sharp weapon, but he still gained the upper hand.
There was a small gap left on the blade of the knife.
"Your weapon is better..." Wu Erlang did a few tricks with his sword, and saw the gap left after his encounter with Zhang Bashun.
Mouth, sighing, "But this knife can also be used..."
"That thief." The martial artist on the fourth floor of the Sun family heard that he had taken away his own sword and derogated him. Thinking of this valuable sword, he couldn't help but said angrily, "Why don't you kill me quickly?"
The blade is back!"
These words made Wu He and the three people in the Escort Bureau dumbfounded. Your weapon was taken away, and you still hope that it will be returned. What's the matter? You are a five-story martial artist, and now you have such a handy weapon.
, there is no reason to return it again.
"OK."
Seeing Wu Erlang approaching step by step, he actually agreed. Seeing this, the martial arts man on the fourth floor of the Sun family didn't know what to do for a moment and reached out to pick it up.
"Can't take it!" Zhang Bashun roared before speaking. Before the four-story martial artist could recover, he caught the knife with one hand.
It was too late, a feeling of death came over Zhang Bashun's heart, and the four-story martial artist of the Sun family, no matter how hard he suffered, flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, two or three feet away, and hit a flour wall hard.
The moment he took the sword, he punched the man in front of him in the chest. Wu Erlang weighed the strength of the four-story martial artist and estimated that with this punch, more air would come in and less air would come out, so it would not be a serious problem.
Several servants of the Sun family hurriedly looked at the martial artist on the fourth floor of the Sun family who had smashed half of the whitewashed wall. This big man, who was originally strong and tall, was hit in the chest by this punch, causing his broad chest to collapse.
, he couldn't stop vomiting blood foam on his mouth, and it seemed that he was dying.
Wu Erlang was about to take another two steps forward when he felt an unignorable pain in his waist. When he lowered his head, he saw a short dagger inserted into his flesh on the right side of his waist. Four inches of the dagger's body, which was about five inches long, had not penetrated his flesh.
However, it didn't touch any blood vessels or key acupoints. It was the best that a four-story martial artist could do when fighting for his life, and it should not be underestimated.
He pulled out the dagger with his backhand, but there was not much blood left in the wound.
"Are you all going up together?" Wu Erlang held the knife on his shoulder, his expression unchanged, he raised his hand and pointed at the four people who were facing the enemy, "We are still waiting to pick up my sister-in-law back to the mountain, so I won't delay here.
"
He will definitely fulfill his promise to his brother.
Otherwise it will be like that day....
He closed his eyes and gathered strength.
Next, even if the lion is fighting the rabbit, he will use all his strength.
Outside the city of Heqing, three horses came galloping towards them. One of them had a person tied to his back. He was struggling. The soldiers guarding the city gate were all hungry. They were so weak that they just wanted to go up and question them, but they were whipped by whips.
Retreat, someone among the three cavalry shouted:
"The person on the horse is the master of Woniu Mountain. Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Three riders broke into the city.
The three people dressed as escorts from the Wuhe Escort Agency in Kudu were very anxious.
The three people, their clothes messy and stained with blood, went straight to Washington.