Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 593 Chapter 593: Haha, there is still an ambush (Part 1) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   Feeling his conscience, Qiu Cheng and Shen Tang are both gambling dogs.

  The difference is that Shen Tang predicted Qiu Cheng's prediction.

  For the No. 1 granary in Beishang County, she originally intended to earn some interest from Qiu Cheng, beat and beat, to pave the way for the subsequent crusade, and by the way, to give the newcomers under the account a stage to practice. After all, newcomers who don't see blood are always newcomers.

   Gong Shuwu just smacked his heart when he heard this.

  【It's not unreasonable for Kang Jishou to find the lord, one or two are gamblers, and if they want to play, they only play with the big ones. 】

   I don’t even think about how much the loss will be if the car overturns? There are many examples of looking for a whetstone to sharpen a knife, but the knife was broken.

  Fortunately, Qiu Cheng's actions were not much different from the rehearsal and speculation of a group of staff, and this guy really focused on Bei Shang.

   "No need to chase, clean up and clean up the corpse."

  Gong Shuwu put away his weapon, he beheaded the seventh-class doctor, and the other ninth-class and fifth-class doctor was cunning and experienced, so he let the other party lead people away. He was too lazy to send people to pursue them, not because he didn't want to take advantage of the victory to pursue them, but simply because his task was to suppress the formation.

   Minimize the casualties on the camp side as much as possible.

Furthermore-

  They can't escape very far.

  The lord is watching.

   They eat meat, so they have to let the lord drink soup, right?

  The enemy general sent out a signal to retreat, and the soldiers below naturally didn't dare not listen, they left many corpses unwillingly, and fought and retreated. Seeing that Gong Shuwu was not chasing, the pace of escape also increased, and most of them dispersed in a short time.

  But the signal on the battlefield outside the camp was not timely.

  Lu Ji was still entangled with the enemy.

  The **** corpses of both the enemy and us lay on the ground.

  Even Lu Ji himself suffered a lot. His breathing was sometimes short and sometimes slow, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy. A pair of double hammers that are usually as light as a feather, but now wielding one of them with both hands to meet the enemy still seems to be difficult. The enemy's injuries were significantly less severe, 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 ax fell from the sky. The ax body was five inches wide, and the handle was short, less than two feet. The comer used the ax to block the enemy's charged attack.

  Lu Ji hadn’t had time to be surprised in the future, watching the opponent’s backhand strike, cutting off the head of the enemy who consumed most of his physical energy...

  The movements are as smooth as lard.

  Lu Ji: "...!!"

   She stared at the head on the ground with wide eyes.

For a moment, an indescribable emotion came to my heart—as if some kind of valuable object was lost, and it seemed like the private money she had carefully saved for many years disappeared—heartache, reluctance, sadness, all kinds of emotions came together heart.

   It’s uncomfortable, but the enemy still needs to be cleaned up.

   "Tu Rong!"

  Lu Ji called for reinforcements.

   Seeing that the other party didn't wear the armor well enough to go to the battlefield, half of the armor was dismissed, and she was even more angry. She dragged her seriously injured body and barely maintained her standing with the heavy hammer. The pale lips trembled uncontrollably: "You beheaded him?"

  Tu Rong was also covered in blood.

   But judging by his face and demeanor, he probably belongs to the enemy.

  Hearing Lu Ji calling himself, he put the back of the ax on his shoulder, and said sincerely: "Junior sister ordered, kill and behead for insurance."

  The "junior sister" that Tu Rong said was naturally Lin Feng.

  However, Lin Feng did not participate in the battle this time, because of the particularity of her scribes, she is busy with the harvest in other places at the moment.

  Lu Ji pointed to the head on the ground with eyes closed, wanting to stomp his feet anxiously: "But, but his head should..."

  Tu Rong looked at her, waiting for the next sentence.

  Lu Ji was stunned and didn't know what to say.

   It was Tu Rong who reacted first. We are all brave fighters, the age gap is not too big, and we have some common hobbies, such as the obsession with "human heads". He scratched his helmet and said, "Because of emotion and reason, his head is mine too..."

  Although he is Lu Ji's opponent, Lu Ji's strength is not as good as the opponent's. This is an objective fact. Although he jumped out to pick up the leak and took a human head, he also saved Lu Ji's life, and the two offset each other. He resolutely chose to change the subject: "Oh, the enemy has just retreated. It's still safe now, why don't you go back to the camp to take care of your injuries, because if you bleed too much, you will easily die..."

  Lu Ji could only mourn the lost head in his heart.

   Said with a pale face: "This kind of injury, I can't die."

  Tu Rong really thought the injury was not serious.

  The doctor came to investigate and found out that Lu Ji was seriously injured. Three ribs were broken, the upper arm of his left hand and the calf bone of his right leg were twisted. And Lu Ji withdrew to the camp like a normal person.

  Zhao Wei who was in the same tent had a good time tonight.

   Firstly, she faced ordinary enemies, and secondly, she took the path of ingenuity and force, with high efficiency and ease in melee.

  Seeing Lu Ji's appearance, he was shocked.

   First heaved a sigh of relief, then teased: "Are you still alive?"

Lu Ji said with a dark face: "My father fought to the death in Luxia County back then. He was injured ten times and twenty times as much. He dragged the last enemy to death... What am I? I'm still far away from death. Lord Yan probably doesn't want to accept it. . His uncle, this time he lost his fortune!"

  For those in the military, a head is equivalent to a military achievement, and her battle is far away from the core battlefield, and after a hard fight, there are not many heads, and she has a lot of glory. The only precious human head was also taken away by Tu Rong.

  Zhao Wei wiped her baby weapon.

   Opened his mouth and took a breath at the tip of the gun, then continued to wipe.

   "At least she's a girl, be more refined."

  Lu Ji asked back: "Then shall I greet his aunt?"

  Zhao Wei: "...You pretend I didn't say anything."

  Lu Jiping could not move while lying down, but his mouth could move.

   "You're not so elegant, you talk in your sleep, you scold Xu Wenshi a lot, from head to toe, I learned from you. Those who don't know think you two have blood feud."

  Zhao Wei: "..."

   There is a reason why she also greets Xu Quan in her dreams.

  Ever since she condensed martial courage more than a year ago, Xu Quan didn't treat her as an ordinary person, but used the rough method to treat martial arts warriors. Zhao Wei can remember the size of the martial arts training ground so far, because that is the data she measured through her own practice.

  Every sleep talk carries some personal grievances.

   "Ah owe!"

  Xu Quan sneezed.

  Raise your hand and rub the tip of your nose to suppress the itching.

   "Did you get a cold?"

  Liao Jia puts her hands in her sleeves, hugging Mrs. Tang. To be honest, waiting for the enemy to throw himself into the trap is difficult, and the only way to pass the time is to chat with colleagues.

  Xu Quan: "No, it's my cousin who misses me."

  Liao Jia knew it as soon as she heard it.

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

  Xu Quan waved his hand: "Nothing."

  Liao Jia just raised an eyebrow at this.

  The autumn harvest was around Mid-Autumn Festival, so Xu Quan naturally prepared a bunch of "surprises" for his cousin and sent someone to deliver them in advance. The protagonist said that a normal person would not be able to think of such a gift in a few years. Xu Jie was damned if he liked it.

  Xu Quan changed the subject.

   "Why hasn't the enemy come yet? Could it be that there was something wrong with Gongshu Duwei, and the camp was blown up?"

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

   Raised his hand and pointed: "Here we come!"

   (;′⌒`)

   I don’t know if it’s true that I’ve been pregnant for three years, I forgot whether Tu Rong took the word, eh

  (end of this chapter)