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Han Youniang used a stick of wind and fire to stand with the gunner who had abandoned the cannon and grabbed the knife and gun. He stood at the head of the city to defend the enemy. Xianggong is a scholar with weak bones. I'm afraid he can't beat an ordinary strong man. Why are these murderous and unblinking Tatar opponents? She flew a stick and swept the shoulder of a tatar who had just jumped over the head of the city, beat him down, and then pulled out and chased.

There is not too much fancy fighting between the enemy and the enemy on the battlefield, it is the simplest and most direct hacking and assassination action, but once he gets started, Yang Ling knows that it is not the whole thing at all, his strength and speed can not be on the battlefield all these years. Compared with the galloping man, a Tatar knife holding a knife had just been wiped from the neck of a soldier. When he picked it up, he flew the gun in Yang Ling's hand.

With a scream, Yang Ling looked at the sword, and Yang Ling looked at it, but thought: "Come, I'm going to die again, where is the young girl?" He couldn't hide, so he didn't want to hide. In the dying moment, I just wanted to see the young lady again.

He turned his head only halfway, and he saw that Han Youniang swooped at him like a calf-protecting female leopard, the wraps on her head had fallen, the braids were flying in the wind, and that face was red as peach blossoms.

The man and the stick were almost in a straight line, and with a cry, the stick's end had quickly rushed towards Yang Ling's head. The sound of "Zheng" sounded, and the big knife that could be hacked to the top of the head was slanted to the knife surface by Han Youniang. It was stunned that the big knife that was split straight down was opened, and a deep scratch was cut on the ground. .

When Han Youniang arrived, as soon as her left shoulder hit the ground, she rolled forward and stood up, slamming it on the Tatar chest. This stick is so powerful. The man stepped backwards a few steps, and his feet were not yet stable. Han Youniang stepped forward and twisted, keeping up with two steps. Forehead, lower yin, a stick made the storm like a storm, hitting the man without even the effort to pour out howling.

Yang Ling also looked dumbfounded, and saw Han Youniang stick turning around, holding the middle of the whistle, the tip of the stick was passing over Yang Ling's chest, bringing a sudden wind sound, the figure turned, and the hand had slid to the head of the stick The whole stick resembled a flying leopard tail, pumped fiercely under the tartar ’s throat, Yang Ling clearly heard the crackling sound of the broken throat bone, and this stick beat the huge body. Get up, flip over the city head, and fall to the city.

These tricks are fierce and fierce, the stick is fast and ruthless, dazzling, and the footwork is more robust and powerful, seeing the head of the city emerging again, the tip of the stick is like a halberd, and the stick is pointing. The man's eyebrows were raised, and he didn't even see the enemy clearly.

Han Youniang backed away from her stick and backed to Yang Ling. Her knees were soft and she almost knelt to the ground. She quickly leaned on the ground with a stick, which stabilized her body. Yang Ling was stunned, seeing that her small face had turned pale, and sweat was straight on her forehead. She was so frightened that she quickly supported her and said, "Young girl, what's wrong with you? Where did you get hurt? Where did you get hurt?"

Han Youniang shuddered: "Xiang Gong, Youniang's okay, it's just that knife, it scared me to death, wooh", she didn't have anything to do with the party, she was so scared to cry.

Jiang Bin realized at this time that this martial arts young boy was actually a girl, and said that she was just murdered, so she was scared. He waved his sword and cut down several tatars one after another. He laughed and said, "What are you afraid, Laozi?" The leg cramped when I first went to the battlefield. The captain pinched my neck and forced me to rush forward. You will not be afraid of killing a few more. "

The fight was so effective that he jumped up the city wall and kicked the next enemy chief who had just climbed up, slashing with a saber in his hand, slamming a few knives, and even chopping off the wooden ladder bound by the rope, a few had just climbed to half The tatar soldier screamed and fell.

For a moment, the city was flying like a rain, and shot at Jiang Bin. Jiang Bin stood in the city's hands and danced with two swords. The wind and the rain were impenetrable, and all the arrows were blocked. Seeing that the leading generals were so brave, the surroundings had already sprouted. The cowardly soldier suddenly shook his morale, and once again suppressed the attack of the tatar soldiers.

Han Youniang supported Yang Ling and said, "Sang Gong, you're going upstairs."

Yang Ling stomped his foot in annoyance, fucking, it really ca n’t be lifted by hand, shoulders ca n’t be picked, it ’s useless, except throwing a stone at the bottom, that is, the bow and arrow, it ’s not someone like yourself who has never touched Can play.

Yang Ling also had self-knowledge. He had just been hacked to death. He saw that Han Youniang was scared into that look, and he no longer succeeded. He had to obediently avoid going upstairs. Before leaving, he hurriedly asked, "I can't think of you." The martial arts are so good, what kind of stick is this? "

Han Youniang's face turned red, and she said a little pity: "Daddy taught, you don't know." Seeing that he had entered the cross-story, Han Youniang was relieved, and immediately hurried back to fight side by side with Jiang Bin, where as long as the gap was opened by the tatar, they would swiftly thunder with a stick, and they could quickly suppress the tatar.

Jiang Binyongwu, Yang Ling had seen it with his own eyes, but he could not think that Han Youniang ’s martial arts were so outstanding. A wind and fire stick was in her hands, slashing and sweeping, stick shadows flying, dancing like a dragon. A little girl who is timid, now spreads her teeth like a fierce lion.

Yang Ling saw his fists clenched, and his heart was full of excitement. He secretly made up his mind that if he can not die today, he must learn the set of sticks from her. He was seeing blood boiling, someone was patting his shoulder next to him, and looking back, he saw that Wang Zhubu had come to follow him, his face was green and black, Yang Ling was smoked by fire and only his eyes were left. White, the two are like a pair of little ghosts.

He approached Yang Ling, but he looked at the warriors everywhere, as if he was looking at the enemy side by side, but whispered in his mouth: "Master Yang, you did nothing wrong, this is a last resort, colleagues No one will say anything, but you have to be careful Ma Yicheng. "

Yang Ling stunned and said quietly, "Why should he be careful?"

Wang Zhubeng said with a crying smile: "Yi Cheng is a frivolous servant. Why do you say he is on equal terms with the county lord?"

He coughed twice and said quickly: "Our Da Ming post is all secret agents of Jin Yiwei, be careful."

"Jinyiwei?" Yang Ling was shocked. He thought that Jinyiwei were all Ouchi guards around the emperor. He didn't think that a postmaster and director of the grain depot could actually hang up with Jinyiwei. This Daming intelligence network is really well developed. .

Thinking of his relationship with Ma Yicheng, he was somewhat relieved, but still somewhat unfair: "The people under the city are clearly unable to live, even if they can live, the two weigh against each other, tens of thousands of lives and dozens of lives. Can't tell which one is more important? "

Wang Zhubiao laughed twice and sighed, "Unless you pull all the officials of the Shishi who sit high in the capital to the top of the city, I'm afraid they won't think so." After talking about the main book, the king quietly moved away.

Yang Ling looked back and saw that Huang County Chengzheng and Ma Yicheng were standing together and said something. Their eyes met with themselves. When they saw the concerned look, Yang Ling immediately understood that he deliberately entangled Ma Yicheng. Lord Zhulai came to tell his own words.

He had some doubts in his heart: "But he saved his son, is Jinyiwei so cold and ruthless? Huang Xiancheng so instructed, I must find an opportunity to show him good, cough! Anyway, I can't live long. Well, it ’s okay for me to die, and it ’s absolutely impossible for me to pay, otherwise how can my young girl survive? "

My little girl? Thinking of this, Tianzi No.1 Shoucai's heart shivered and looked up to the side of the city, only to see the back of Han Youniang waving her whistle, and two black hair braids hanging from her hips waggled behind her.

At this moment, Liu Xunjiu shouted the bow loudly: "Tatar was beaten back, Tatar was beaten back." Huang Xiancheng and Ma Yicheng, who were talking, listened to each other, and they saw the Tazi soldiers receding like a tide, and while shooting back, they continued to shoot arrows at the city head to cover the climbers who were climbing the siege ladder. The soldier retreated.

Yang Ling saw them in an orderly manner, without panic and chaos. Although he did not understand the formation, he could see that the tatars were cluttered and not chaotic. There were still a few offensive formations, and he could not help but whispered: "Tar What is Zi doing? As long as they attack for a while, they may reach the top of the city, why did they suddenly retreat? "

Wang Bantou laughed and said: "Master Yang, aren't you afraid that Tatar is dead? These dogs were killed by us in pain."

Yang Lingzhi felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say why. Compared with a few eloquent civil servants, his thoughts were clearer. After thinking about it, he suddenly shouted, "No, do they want to attack something?" Door? We have just drawn some people from the two doors, where the strength is single. "

At this time, Jiang Bin also hurried back. In the cold weather, he had taken off his shirt and his shirt was bare. His double knives had rolled their blades, and the flesh on them was vague. After listening to Yang Ling's words, he said: "No, the roads between the east and the west are narrow, and the gates are usually not open. We have few people, and they can't send a large group of people to fight, but I think there must be a trick in Tatar."

Han Youniang ran back, and there was a bunch of old people in the cross-story building. She was inconvenient to come in. She stood by the door and looked at Yang Ling. Her cheeks were red and her hair was wet on her forehead. Yang Ling smiled at her slightly, I walked two steps forward and looked down the city with a canopy.

On the snow, the Tatar soldiers separated a road, each with four running horses in the middle, dragging two black things to the front of the city, Yang Ling had no time to point out his discovery, Jiang Bin was like a chopped neck The rooster jumped with a stun, and shouted with a throat: "Fuck! It's a thunderbolt!"