"Is such a fine thing effective as the Supervisor?"

Cao Shaoqing looked at the figure standing on a rock on the mountain. Dozens of people behind him were busy cutting and weaving the thick wire mesh that was originally used to hang around the camp into very long wires, and then tied to a mountain pass of a mountain pipe leading to Xinzhou.

Gao Muen rode on the horse and gestured at the height. When the wire was about to be on the neck, he made a good gesture, and then the wires were fixed to the mountain pass under this situation.

On the rock, Bai Ning sat there, holding a dagger in his hand and moving on a piece of wood, and the wood chips slid down at his feet. "A high-moving object has a great impact, and the human neck is also the most fragile."

Once upon a time, Bai Ning suffered a loss on this place when he was still Bai Muqiu. At that time, he remembered that one night when he went home, he was tripped by a wire. If he hadn't been wearing a helmet at that time, he would have been in a different place.

As the night stretched towards the early morning, there were signs of animal activity in the mountains and forests, but soon there was a faint sound from the air, and the ground was trembling slightly. Jin Jiu lay on the ground and listened for a while, and stood up straight, "Supermaster, there are cavalry coming, and there are many."

"It should be them. After all, there is no other army in Xinzhou." Bai Ning didn't go to Taiyuan when he grasped the information in his hand and came to arrange it. However, he met Huang Xin who was seriously injured on the road. After Xinzhou City was broken, he was carried out. When he saw Bai Ning, he was excited to get up and follow him to fight.

Thinking of such a scene, Bai Ning's intention to kill people is heavier than at any time.

At the corner of Niu Tou's mouth, the cavalry came over and chased dozens of Jinyiwei running in a hurry. Yang Zhi was carrying a man on his back. There was an arrow behind the man, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not. His eyes swayed left and right to observe the surroundings, and kept shouting to the people under his command: "Don't stop, stop is dead, hurry!"

Most of this group of people were more powerful in the imperial guards and had a light step. After entering the Dongchang, they also learned some kung fu in the martial arts world. After all, they persisted for so long in the pursuit of cavalry. However, perhaps the other party also had the intention of playing with them, and they were not in a hurry to kill them, but were mocking them, chasing them and stopping them.

Tugui Yi estimated the distance and decided not to play. He shouted: "Kill them all and go back to Xinzhou to hug the Wu Chao women."

The sprinting horse instantly pulled the speed, and the spear lowered and pushed towards Yang Zhi and others' backs. With the sound of horse hooves, the vision in front became wider. Dozens of figures running opposite suddenly jumped towards both sides of the mountain wall and hid on the rocks. The spearheads and spearheads hit the rock layer and scraped down countless pieces of rock and sand.

It was difficult for the mountain pass to turn the horse's head, and Tuguiji ordered to rush out of the mountain pass and come back. But in one scene, his pupils shrank, and a small thing magnified in his eyes. In an instant, he subconsciously shrank his head on his neck with instinct. As he ran, the things on his head continued to appear between them.

Behind him, there were a series of puffs and puffs. In a moment of trance, the ghost buried his head and looked back. The noisy sound was still buzzing in his ears. In the dark scene, hundreds of knights on the horse's back turned into headless corpses under high charges, and bloody waves were gushing up and down each other.

The spurted blood column and the heads that kept falling from the cavalry's neck became his only scene. He seemed to have bumped into something, or was hit by something and fell to the ground, and fell into a coma.

After a while, the smell of blood was filled with the air. The strong Jurchen man squirmed on the ground. When he raised his head slightly, a big foot stepped over. A stronger man looked at him with a sledgehammer, and then he was dragged up. He was speechless. The Tortoise was not ready to say anything. He habitually looked at the surrounding environment.

In his sight, the mountain pass was still there, and the corpse on the ground showed that he had not been transferred away, but what he had not figured out was how his subordinates were killed.

But he had no chance to ask. The man who came over pushed him to a large flat rock, where there was a newly carved spiritual position placed there. He couldn't understand the font on it. He thought he was going to sacrifice to someone.

"The Jurchen warrior is never afraid of death!" He said, struggled a few times before being knocked to the ground.

Bai Ning stood at the edge of the official road cliff and turned his back to them, raised his hand and moved, "Start."

On the other side, Jin Jiu smiled and dragged the golden man to the front of the spirit card. A man came over to pull the opponent's hands and feet straightened and collapsed, and then smashed the golden gourd sledgehammer.

Paji!

The palms and wrists directly smashed into blood and flesh, flattened into a pool of minced meat. The Tuguiji screamed "ah" and his face turned pale in an instant. After Jin Jiu calmed down for a while, he hit the other palm with another hammer, and the blood and flesh flowed down the rocks with a sticky mixture.

Tu Gui Er fainted while trembling, but was then awakened. He hit his feet with two hammers, and under the broken calves, twisting violently, and blood was like a stream of white broken bones in the air. Tu Gui Er rolled on the ground, wriggling, half of his body was bloody, and cried wildly.

Why are these Wu Chao people so poisonous? When he still had a trace of consciousness in his mind, a sharp dagger inserted into his mouth and stirred it. His tongue was cut off and taken away by someone. Such severe pain was already numb. He just lay on the ground dyingly, as if he was about to die, and he even wanted to die soon.

The skylight shone in the east, and it shone down. Then someone said, "Let me do the last knife."

Yang Zhi thought about the scene outside Xinzhou City, the experience of the woman in the village, and the tragedy of life in various places in Xinzhou, he pulled out his sword and pressed it on the neck of Tuguiji.

"When it comes to killing people, we will have more than you, the golden dogs." He said.

The knife slid and cut it bit by bit, sinking into the flesh, and plasma gushed out. Then the sound of the blade grinding the neck bones was heard. At this time, the ghost ghost was not dead yet, and the light from the sight could see the blade cutting on his neck.

Kak

The blade finally crossed the other party's neck. Yang Zhi lifted the other party and walked to the spirit position and put it on. There were both hands, feet, tongue and other sacrifices, and now his head was also on.

"Old Qin, this guy is a general of the Jin people. We have worshipped you. If you get Wanyan Zonghan's head next time, I will be the first to bring it to you, so you can wait with peace of mind."

Yang Zhi said with a blood-dropping knife and looked at Bai Ning.

Over there, nodded and said simply: "Put Qin Ming's spiritual position away, we should go to the next place to set up an ambush."

In the sky, all they can do is this.
Chapter completed!