Chapter 593: Haha, there is still ambush (Part 1) [Please ask for monthly tickets]


    Touching his conscience, Qiucheng and Chen Tang were both gambling dogs.


    The difference is that Chen Tang predicted Qiu Cheng’s prediction.


    In this battle of No. 1 Granary in Beishang County, she originally intended to get some interest from Qiucheng, beat and beat, lay the groundwork for the subsequent storm, and give the newcomers a stage to practice. After all, newcomers who are not **** are always newbies.


    Gong Shuwu just stumbled in his heart when he heard this.


    [It’s not unreasonable for Kang Jishou to find the lord. One or two are gambled to the core. If you want to play, just play big ones. 】


    Don’t think about how much loss will be if the car fails? There are examples of sharpening the knife but sharpening the knife.


    Fortunately, Qiu Cheng''s actions are almost the same as those of his subordinates'' drills. This guy really focuses on Beishang.


    "No need to chase after me, clean up and settle the body."


    Gong Shuwu put away his weapons, and he killed the seventh-class duke doctor. Another nineth-class duke doctor had a lot of cunning experience, so he asked the other party to lead people to escape. He was too lazy to send people to pursue him, not because he didn''t want to pursue him, but because his mission was to suppress the formation.


    Minimize casualties in the camp as much as possible.


    Besides—


    They can''t escape far.


    The lord is eyeing him.


    When they eat meat, they have to let their lord drink soup, right?


    The enemy general sent a signal of retreat, so the soldiers below naturally did not dare to ignore them. They reluctantly left many corpses and retreated in battle. Seeing that Gong Shuwu was not chasing him, his pace of escape increased, and most of them dispersed soon.


    But the battlefield signals outside the camp were not timely.


    Lu Ji is still entangled with the enemy.


    On the ground, there were **** corpses of both sides of the enemy and us.


    Lian Lu Ji himself also had a heavy color, his breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, and he seemed to have just been fished out of the blood pool. For a moment, I couldn''t tell whether it was my own blood or my enemy''s blood. The pair of hammers that are usually as light as a feather, it still seems difficult to wave one of them with both hands to meet the enemy. The enemy''s injuries were obviously lighter, and anyone could tell that she was at the end of her strength.


    Just when Lu Ji was angry that he might die here, reinforcements arrived, and a familiar horse battle axe descended from the sky. The axe was wide and five inches wide and the handle was short, less than two feet. The visitor used his axe to block the enemy''s charge of slashing.


    Lu Ji had no time to be surprised, and saw the opponent cut off the head of the enemy who had consumed most of his physical energy...


    The movement was as smooth as if it was applied with lard.


    Lu Ji: “…!!”


    Her eyes widened at the head on the ground.


    For a moment, an indescribable emotion surged into my heart - as if I had lost some valuable item, and also as if I had carefully saved up for many years, I disappeared - my heartache, reluctance, and sadness came to my heart.


    No matter how uncomfortable it is, the enemy still needs to be cleaned up.


    "Mao Rong!"


    Lu Ji called out reinforcements.


    Seeing that the other party was not wearing martial arts armor well on the battlefield, she was dismissed half of the martial arts armor, and she was even more angry. She dragged her seriously injured body and barely stood up with a heavy hammer. His pale lips were trembling uncontrollably: "Did you chop his head?"


    Tu Rong was also full of blood.


    But looking at his expression, he probably belongs to the enemy.


    Hearing Lu Ji calling himself, he put the axe on his shoulder and said sincerely: "Junior sister told me that it is a guarantee for killing someone and beheading."


    The "junior sister" Tu Rong mentioned is naturally Lin Feng.


    However, Lin Feng did not go out this time because of the special nature of her literati''s way of literati, and now she is busy with autumn harvest in other places.


    Lu Ji pointed to the head on the ground with his eyes closed, and was so anxious that he wanted to stamp his feet: "But, but his head should..."


    Tu Rong looked at her and waited for the following text.


    Lu Ji was choked with the words and didn''t know what to say.


    But Tu Rong reacted first. Everyone is a brave warrior, and the age gap is not too big. They have some common hobbies, such as their persistence in "human head". He scratched his helmet and said, "For reason, his head is mine..."


    Although he is Lu Ji''s opponent, Lu Ji''s strength is not as strong as the other party, which is an objective fact. Although he jumped out and took a head, he also saved Lu Ji''s life, and the two were offset. He decisively chose to change the topic: "Oh, the enemy has just retreated. It''s safe now. Do you want to go back to the camp to deal with the injuries first? It''s easy to die if you bleed too much..." Lu Ji could only mourn the missing head in his heart.


    He said with a blank face: "This little injury cannot be killed."


    Tu Rong really thought his injuries were not serious.


    After a checkup, the doctor found out that Lu Ji was seriously injured, three of his ribs were broken, his upper arm and right leg were twisted, and there were as many as twenty-one wounds of all sizes, deep and shallowness. Lu Ji withdrew back to the camp just like no one.


    Zhao Wei, who was in the same tent, killed him tonight.


    First of all, she faces ordinary enemies, and secondly, she takes the clever way of breaking her strength, is efficient and has a ease of fighting.


    Seeing Lu Ji''s appearance, he was shocked.


    He breathed a sigh of relief first, and then joked: "You are not dead?"


    Lu Ji said with a dark face: "My father was killed in Luxia County and was injured ten times twice as much as this. He dragged the last enemy to death... What am I? I am still far from death. The King of Hell probably doesn''t want to take it. His uncle, I''m losing this time!"


    For those who are in the army, a title is equivalent to military merit. Not only did she stay away from the core battlefield in this battle, but after a hard fight, there were not many titles, and she was also full of lottery. The only precious head was also taken away by Tu Rong.


    Zhao Wei wiped the baby weapon.


    Open his mouth and sniffed at the tip of the gun, and continued to wipe it.


    "After all, I''m a girl, more elegant."


    Lu Ji asked back: "Then I''ll say hello to his aunt?"


    Zhao Wei: "…You think I didn''t say it."


    Lu Ji couldn''t move while lying flat, but his mouth could move.


    "You are not so elegant, and you often whisper in your dreams, scolding Xu Wenshi, and I learned from you from the beginning to the end. Those who don''t know would think you two have a **** feud."


    Zhao Wei: “…”


    There is a reason why she dreamed of greeting Xu Quan.


    Since she has condensed her courage more than a year ago, Xu Quan has not treated her as an ordinary person, but has used rough methods to treat brave warriors. Zhao Wei can remember how big the martial arts training ground is, because it was the data she measured by her own hands.


    Every dream is filled with a little personal grudge.


    “Ah I owe it!”


    Xu Quan sneezes.


    Raise your hand and rub the tip of your nose before pressing down the itchy feeling.


    "Is it cold?"


    Liao Jia held her hands in her sleeves, holding a **** girl. To be honest, it is difficult to wait for the enemy to fall into the trap. You can only pass the time by chatting with your colleagues.


    Xu Quan: "No, I asked my cousin to think of me."


    Liao Jia knew it as soon as he heard it.


    "Oh, he is still scolding you in the middle of the night."


    Xu Quan waved his hand: "It''s nothing."


    Liao Jia just raised an eyebrow at this.


    The autumn harvest was around the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Quan naturally prepared a bunch of "surprises" for his cousin and sent someone to deliver them in advance. The lord said that a normal person cannot think of such a gift in a few years of cerebral thrombosis. Xu Jie saw a ghost when he received it.


    Xu Quan changed the topic.


    "Why haven''t the enemy come yet? Could it be that something happened to the Gongshu Duwei and the camp was blown up?"


    As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Jia patted him on the shoulder.


    High your hand and pointed: “Here you come!”


    ?(;′⌒`)


    ??I don’t know if it’s really a silly pregnancy for three years. I forgot whether Tu Rong had taken the words, oh


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    (This chapter ends)