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Chu Guangliang and Fang Xingai were companions, and after easily beheading the opponent's archers, the portable team rushed out of the ancient battlefield. Seeing that there was no one around, they didn't have time to think about it. The first thing to do is to stay away from the ancient battlefield. They were all injured by arrows, and it is necessary to confirm whether they have quenched the poison (this will not work) as soon as possible, and treat them in time.

Fang Xingai checked and said to Chu Guangliang: "The arrow is not poisonous, but this arrow..." He hesitated to speak, and finally said to Chu Guangliang: "We still have to take out the arrow as soon as possible!"

Chu Guangliang nodded in agreement.Yijing has always paid attention to arranging people who are proficient in medical science in each battalion. In the usual training, he never forgets to tell the battalion commander to let the sergeants learn how to treat wounds. Now that the arrows are non-toxic and they are carrying medicines, it is not difficult to take care of each other. ——It just hurts a little.

But these are just commonplace.

"Where's the battalion commander?!" Fang Xingai was horrified to find that Chang Ming hadn't been seen after two rounds of inspection, and only then realized that it was a mess, and no one thought that the battalion commander didn't follow.

"How could it be?" Chu Guangliang also said differently: "We all easily broke through and assembled, and the battalion commander is so skilled in martial arts, why didn't he come out?"

Fang Xingai beat his chest and said, "We all broke through easily, but we just took a cursory glance and found that the number of people was about the same, so we didn't care that one person was missing..."

"No, Master Luo is gone too." Chu Guangliang interrupted with a livid face.

Chang Ming turned his head and looked, his eyes widened involuntarily, and even his usual cold expression became a little flustered.

As if someone was directing, he suddenly heard the drums urging in the distance, and five or six enemies in bandit clothes holding long (fuck) guns appeared in front of him. The enemy came, all armed with long (what did I do wrong) guns.

After he beheaded the few enemies hiding behind the dilapidated house, he also stepped into the house because of close combat. If the enemies in front of him rushed up, he could easily block himself in the house and tie him down. Hedgehogs are dead.

No matter what kind of people with high martial arts skills, it is impossible to escape from the siege of well-trained enemies.

"Dong dong!——" There seemed to be two short sounds of war drums in the distance. Chang Ming took a step forward, ready to break out of the encirclement before the enemy completely encircled him. He will continue to shoot cold arrows, but the opponent is a long weapon, if there is only one person, it is not difficult to attack, but the enemy is outnumbered, it is really tricky, you can only fight to the death, otherwise there will be no chance of survival.

As if sensing something, the following spearmen hadn't chased after him, but the one in front of him was frightened by Chang Ming's murderous intent, and took a step back involuntarily.

Just as Chang Ming was about to step forward, he suddenly saw a few bricks flying towards him, but they didn't hit him, but were smashed by several spearmen, and some people fainted directly. On the ground, there were also people who turned around and looked around quickly after being hit. Chang Ming deftly dodged the oncoming bricks, and swung his knife without thinking about who did it. His spearmen were all cut down, and finally rushed out before closing the siege.

"Dong dong dong dong!" The sound of the drum seemed a bit messy, not as clear as before, and seemed muddy. When Chang Ming raised his head, he saw Luo Jianghong holding a brick in front of him, and he waved to Chang Ming in a flustered expression. , Just when he was trying to explain that he didn't want to smash Chang Ming to death with a brick, Chang Ming had already dragged him out.

This place is full of years, and even pedestrians stumble, riding a horse is even more impossible. However, Chang Ming is nimble, jumping a few feet away in a few jumps, and then using his hands and feet to climb over a broken wall. Looking back—— — Luo Jianghong seems to have the momentum to die with the spearmen.

Even if he is a master, the other party is just a group of gentlemen, but he has never practiced martial arts, and he can't run away in such a potholed place. If Chang Ming hadn't dragged him for a while before, he has been smashed into pieces. It's over.

Chang Ming suddenly felt helpless because the sky was dark and the ground was dark. He was obviously a happy master, but he was still being chased by He Sheng, forcing Chang Ming to turn around to respond.

"Dong, dong, dong!—"

The sound of the war drum sounded again, and the panic was no longer there, and the spearmen seemed to have begun to work hard.With a movement of his left hand, Chang Ming inserted the short horizontal knife back into the long horizontal knife, and instead held the handle of the knife with both hands, he rushed straight out, then jumped up, swung the knife and slashed down, as if with the momentum of thunder piercing through the air, With the brilliance of the sun and the moon, Luo Jianghong could only feel the whiteness in front of his eyes, the sharpness was dazzling, and he couldn't help but raise his arms to cover his eyes, otherwise he would be gouged out by the silver light without knowing it.

That kind of icy chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet, as if frost had firmly sealed his feet in place, and in an instant he was between life and death, even Chang Ming pushed him and fell down uncontrollably on the ground.

"Get up for me!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly in his ear, awakening the dreamer.He just felt that there seemed to be some hot liquid sticky on his face, and it also smelled bloody. When he looked up, he saw Chang Ming's knife jumping down, directly cutting the two spearmen in two. He held the knife in both hands. , half kneeling on the ground, even if the blood flowed into rivers and scalded his clothes, he still could not stop his blade. The land cracked into a canyon, and I'm afraid no one would be surprised.

The surprise was that except for the two dead spearmen, nothing else happened. Just as Chang breathed a sigh of relief, Chang Ming had already killed several spearmen with quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled Luo Jianghong to continue running wildly.

The sky and the earth changed color, the battlefield was quiet, suddenly the sky roared, the thunder started (hey) changed, the disappearing drums howled again, the spearmen suddenly woke up, picked up their weapons and continued to chase the two of them.

And Chang Ming had already run quite a distance with Luo Jianghong.

"Come on!"

Even though Chang Ming was brave enough to run like flying, he had to carry a drag bottle, and if he couldn't walk smoothly, let alone want to run?After a while, looking back, he found that the pursuers were close at hand. Luo Jianghong couldn't help shouting: "Seventh Battalion Commander, don't drag the officer down, leave here quickly."

Chang Ming didn't respond to him, didn't even look at him more, but pulled him casually, took a step in the opposite direction, and became Chang Ming behind and Luo Jianghong in front, before Luo Jianghong came back to his senses , Chang Ming gave him a push, and swung his knife to meet the pursuers.

Putting the horizontal knife in the left hand, Chang Ming jumped back and dodged the weapons thrown by the pursuers, grabbed the long (→_→) gun and put the knife behind his back, met the gunmen, and first killed one of the guns The soldiers stood up with their legs apart, using their left hands as support and exerting force with their right hands, knocking all the enemies on both sides into the air.

Chang Ming unhurriedly thrust the □□ straight into the ground, jumped up with both legs, exerted force with both hands, supported by the long (→_→) gun, kicked all these people down, and then threw the □□ horizontally, throwing It was a good opportunity for the enemy who came after him to hit him. Chang Ming raised his leg and wanted to leave, and chased after Luo Jianghong. However, he had an arrow in his left hand and fought all the way. He staggered slowly, nearly falling to the ground.

The spearmen who were chasing couldn't help being overjoyed, and raised their guns and easily stabbed Chang Ming in the back. Chang Ming's eyes turned black from the pain and he fell to the ground.

"Seventh Battalion Commander!"

Seeing that he was already struggling to support, Luo Jianghong wanted to run back without thinking too much, but the terrain was difficult, causing him to roll and crawl all the way.

Chang Ming was stabbed again, before he wanted to tell Luo Jianghong not to return, but his throat got stuck because of the blood, so he could only vomit blood.

"Boom..." The sound of the drum seemed to be about to sing, but it stopped abruptly.

"Commander, those Ningwu sergeants have let go, are they really all right?"

"Let them go. Since we only want to kill Li Changming alone, we should concentrate on encircling and killing them. We don't have many visitors, so don't go head-to-head." Chen Chuan stood far away, hiding behind a broken wall, looking at the battlefield with his head, and couldn't help feeling: "It's a pity."

"Why did the commander make such a statement?" Zhong Jun, who was beside him, asked him.

"This man was extremely brave. He never died in battle, but he died here—beat the drums and ask the sergeant to kill him quickly. After he dies, don't embarrass him and bury him generously."

"Yes." Zhong Jun nodded in agreement, turned around and picked up the drumstick, and then raised his hand to strike——

"Keng!——" A clear sound came through the air. Before Zhong Jun realized it, he jumped back and dodged it. When he took a closer look, he found that it was a long (poor army commander) gun with a black body. There are complicated red patterns winding on it, which is magnificent, like a fire dragon soaring in the night, which makes people forget their minds.

All the accompanying sergeants gasped, only Chen Chuan fired his gun in time, and when he looked up, he was stunned in place.

The man stood in his old age, his face was thin, although his appearance was ordinary, he was not angry but majestic, his eyes were indifferent, his brows were full of murderous intent, he was tall and tall, he stood facing the wind, his hair was not tied up as usual, but was simply tied with a hair rope At the end, without the majesty of a military officer, he is like the free and easy arrogance of a knight in the rivers and lakes. The aura of wearing stars and moons has not dissipated from his body, his hair is a little messy, and there is a little black and blue under his eyes.

For a moment, Chen Chuan felt extremely embarrassed. It was rumored that Ningwu's army commander held the Seventh Battalion Commander in high regard. If he saw that he was leading the troops to intercept and kill the Seventh Battalion Commander, it would be...

"Commander Chen?" Before he could speak, Fang Fang called out to him with a look of surprise on his face, then looked around and said, "Are you... are you training soldiers? Why are these soldiers dressed as bandits? The younger generation just didn't have time to look at it." Qing just shot, disrespect and disrespect."

After speaking, Yijing quickly apologized and said no.

"This..." Chen Chuan himself also had a stiff smile, speechless, and then Yijing said first: "Could it be that Commander Chen chose elite soldiers to come to this ancient battlefield to remember the martyrs? He was afraid of disturbing the people, so he replaced them with bandits." Dress to prevent the sergeant from being shaken by the thoughts of the people?"

As he said that, he still sighed with emotion: "Mr. Chen's reputation is far and wide, his military exploits are outstanding, and he is approachable."

Chen Chuan broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and hurriedly slapped him to fool him. He was about to call the sergeant back to see Yijing, but he realized that their guns might already be covered with blood. With the arrival of Yijing, Chen Chuan himself had to leave, so why not leave the whole body behind?

So he signaled with his eyes to let Zhongjun stop by knocking on the gong. The ancient battlefield echoed with the sound of Ming Jin withdrawing troops, even in the blue sky, it added a little desolation.

Chen Chuan turned to ask Yijing: "Brother, what happened? Seeing that you seem to be exhausted, you have left Jianhe Valley and come here, maybe you haven't had a rest?"

Yijing changed into an anxious expression, and said sadly: "My family sent a letter to me saying that my mother is seriously ill and the old man is old. I am really worried. I will go to Huacheng overnight before I can tell the Holy One in the future."

As soon as this remark came out, Chen Chuan was shocked and asked quickly: "What's wrong with Qingzi? Is there any news? I have a lot of medicinal materials, so I will go back and send them to Huacheng. Don't worry, let's take a rest first. I'll get you some water."

Yijing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I still have some water for the younger generation, and we will go on the road later after the horses are full. Mother and elder brother know that the adults are concerned, and they must be deeply moved."

"Don't be polite to me, Yijing. I really miss Mr. Chengjing after all these years. Don't say anything, you go to Huacheng first, and I will return to the mansion. I will order people to deliver the medicinal materials to Huacheng. nothing."

"It's disrespectful, thank you sir, I will find a place to rest for a while and continue to Huacheng." Yijing quickly saluted.

After bidding farewell to Chen Chuan, Yijing would not be able to search the ancient battlefield for a while because of his official sympathy, but when he looked up, the sky was already overcast, so he had to leave first and then turn back.

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Commander Yijing: The bento is ready for you, the steps are ready for you, let's go!