I really don't want to lose the country

The young man has a handsome face, wears fine armor, and holds a big halberd in his hand.

His eyes are like stars, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and there is a hint of playfulness on Leng Jun's face.

"Looking for death!" Seeing this person blocking the road, Zhao Feiyan urged the horse to charge even harder, swinging her sword to stab him.

But at this moment, an arrow flew towards her and hit her mount.

The horse suffered from pain, neighed, raised its front legs, and fell headlong.

Immediately Zhao Feiyan was taken aback, took advantage of her strength to jump, and landed lightly like a cat.

But as soon as he landed, a gust of wind swept over him.

Zhao Feiyan hurriedly rolled again, swiping her sword to block it.

With a sound of "Clang!", the sound of Jin Ming sounded, and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Feiyan couldn't bear the force, and she flew upside down and hit the tree trunk.

The pain made him grin his teeth, and his heart twitched.

A mouthful of blood spit out.

"I thought how strong you are, you dare to chase me with such strength!"

Holding a long halberd, the young man walked forward slowly, talking jokingly.

It made Zhao Feiyan very angry.

He raised his head and stared at the boy.

"You are Ye Qing!"

"Yes! I am, why am I so surprised!"

That's right, this halberd-wielding boy is Ye Qing.

Zhao Feiyan shook her head lightly, put her sword on the ground, stood up slowly, covered her chest and said: "You are despicable, a man, you should be upright in a war, and duel head-on, what's the point of ambushing a little girl like me?"

"Hahaha, that's really good. You should be upright in war. Then why did you Beishi sneak attack me on the east side of the river and collude with Baibogu? This is what you call justice, which is what you call upright." Ye Qing held the halberd. With one finger, the blade of the halberd drew a foot or two away from Zhao Feiyan, and said in a cold voice:

"Where do the little girls on the battlefield come from, there are only thorny thorns, besides..."

"I'm not a man yet. I'm only 14 years old. Strictly speaking, I'm still a child! Children don't have to behave themselves!" Ye Qing smiled evilly.

Zhao Feiyan's chest pain became more intense.

How could Da Zhou have such a shameless person.

You are still a child.

"Then you will be a child forever!" Zhao Feiyan felt that countless grievances had accumulated in her chest, her posture fluttered, and the long sword danced to Ye Qing's side, and then stabbed straight.

Ye Qing stepped on his feet, Zhan Fang retreated, and easily dodged.

"This may disappoint you, now I want to be a man, I will give you a good little tigress training!" Ye Qing laughed wantonly, stomped his feet again, and swung his halberd.

Zhao Feiyan wanted to rush over and thrust a sword, but she could only jump up.

Then it floated onto a tree, stepped on it with strength, and stabbed with a sword in both hands.

This thrust was twice as fast as before.

Ye Qing stood still, neither dodging nor dodging, and swung the Panlong Overlord Halberd like turning the halberd.

The blade of the halberd met with the edge of the sword, and there were dozens of clashing sounds.

Zhao Feiyan couldn't get close to Ye Qing's body, stepped on her legs, flipped somersault, and backed away.

He hugged a tree pole and snorted coldly: "I can't kill you today, but I will avenge our army sisters in the future!"

After speaking, Zhao Feiyan leaped down the mountain like a fairy.

But two arrows shot over.

Sealed her way down the mountain.

Zhao Feiyan had no choice but to back up, looking at Ye Qing, without moving the ground at all.

Instead, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why, you can't bear to bear me!"

"I don't want you to live!" Zhao Feiyan was furious, she couldn't kill her, and she couldn't run away.

The opponent has two sharpshooters, and there is no way to leave.

So depressed, I want to cry...

Text Chapter 300 Zhao Feiyan Surrenders

"Then come and kill me!"

"Me!" Zhao Feiyan stomped her feet angrily, neither advancing nor retreating at this time.

Ye Qing said: "It's very tangled, I think I can give you an idea, surrender!"

"Surrender! Impossible! No one from Beishi surrendered! Besides, I am a majestic princess." Zhao Feiyan flatly refused.

Ye Qing smiled and pointed to the Beishi female soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting: "If you surrender, they will have a way to survive. If you don't surrender, they will all die!"

Zhao Feiyan looked along, all the Xiaoyaofu cavalry came out of the dark.

The one holding the bow string in his hand is pulling the string, the one holding the crossbow is holding the crossbow, and the one holding the gun is holding the gun.

Step by step, step by step pressing.

Five or six hundred people were killed after a thousand riders, and only three or four hundred people were wounded.

Want to fight but can't fight.

With just one move, countless bows and crossbows can shoot them into sieves.

Although there was still stubbornness and anger in their eyes, there was fear and fear on their faces.

This is the difference between female soldiers and male soldiers.

At the critical moment, male soldiers can regard death as home, but few female soldiers can do it.

After all, sheep are still sheep, especially a flock of sheep, which can easily be infected collectively.