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Chapter three hundred and forty seventh tacit understanding

Step by step

The sound of horse hooves came from the forest behind the left side of the road. One horse, two horses, and three horses and one team of cavalry emerged from the forest. The cavalry team of 500 people was not huge, but it was particularly eye-catching when it appeared on the battlefield at this time.

"Brother Guan Sheng is in danger!"

"Wei Dingguo, Shan Tinggui follows me to save people! Liang Yuanchui, you go and tear the encirclement and then retreat together!"

Someone shouted in the horse team, picked up the Xuanhua axe and rushed out, and the hundred cavalry behind him suddenly accelerated to follow. The person who had not moved said, "What a vanguard." Then he waved his big gun in his hand and laughed at the two people behind him: "Master! I originally wanted you to return to Bianliang to enjoy your happiness. I met in the first battle. There is also that guy, you will be cowardly later!"

The middle-aged man, respected, stroked his beard on the horse's back, his eyes drooped, and did not speak, but shook a heavy iron stick in his hand.

Another young man bowed politely: "The Jurchens destroyed our country, and the people, as military men, how could they stand by and watch?"

"Okay, if you are not timid, just do it!" Liang Yuan hunched his horse's belly and shouted wildly, "Damn it!"

Hundreds of pairs of horse hooves rolled like thunder in an instant, with an unyielding momentum, making a wild roar, rolling up wind and thunder and crashing into the Jurchen cavalry encirclement from outside.

This little horse team broke through the iron wave and walked forward hard

"Liang Yuanchui Lu Junyi, and Yue Fei!!"

Bai Ning and his men rushed to a small slope and stopped. From a distance, he saw the feat of the sudden appearance of the horse team passing through the tide of war.

The moment the two sides contacted, Lu Junyi's figure had already met a Jurchen cavalry. He swept the heavy iron rod in his hand, and the other party was spinning and flying in the air. The moment he fell, a cavalry on his side rushed forward, and shot the other party through the gun rod and then threw it out.

The sound of cavalry hitting and sparks splashed out from the collision of weapons. Yue Fei calmly held his face and the iron spear in his hand flew over. Soon after picking a few people, two more cavalry came towards him, almost in a fierce manner. He rode his horse and moved the spear in his hand again. He slammed it and hit one of the iron spears that had stabbed in his hand. In the moment when the collision came, he reached out and grabbed the belt of another Jurchen who came over, and threw it away with force, and threw it off the back of the horse. At this time, both sides had just crossed. Yue Fei held the gun bar with both hands and smashed it back, hitting the back of the Jurchen cavalry who had just shot. The man flew out and crossed the horse's head and fell to the ground. The horse was still running stepping over him.

Liang Yuan drooped the blood on his face, turned the direction, used as an arrow and pointed his hand forward, shouting: "Come with me over there!"

Behind him, Suo Chao and Guan Sheng rode on the same horse and followed. He looked and calmed down: "You go and open the way, my brother Guan Sheng and I will protect the governor and the others behind."

"Let's go!" The figure who was ahead shouted violently, hundreds of cavalry brought up a manic wind. Under the bright sky, the iron spear pounced on the horse's hooves with the horse's hooves.

At the same time, a red figure came quickly on the wall of Bianliang. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he rushed to the top of the city. Several armies were still defending. When they saw the person who came suddenly, they were shocked first. Someone shouted that they wanted to rush up, and then they were slapped by a big man with Yin-Yang fish tattooed on his eyebrows.

"Zheng Biao has met the leader of the Eastern Sect." The man bowed his hand, but he felt a little nervous.

The red figure came over, not caring about the other party's attitude. She pointed to the battlefield looming under the sky light. She frowned and said, "As long as there is one eye, you can see that a war has happened there, why not bring reinforcements?"

"I want to do it too." Zheng Biao clenched his fists, "The chief general who guarded the city said he was afraid that the Jurchens would deliberately lure me out of the city. Then he would knock the door again and the whole of Bianliang would be over."

Xiaopinger looked at Wang Huan who was constantly busy with defense on the city wall over there, and then put down the steel needle. She stood there and looked for a while. The battlefield over there was moving, getting closer and closer, but the city gate could not be opened.

Not far from the city wall, the carriage with the imperial flag stopped, and the imperial guards lined up. Zhao Ji lifted the curtain and was helped by the eunuchs. He parked there nearby large carts, and the bodies that died in the city were waiting to be pulled away.

The dragon whirled and walked up the stairs invisibly. When the wind blew, it smelled of the corpse, which made him cover his mouth and nose. Then he saw the red figure in the city wall.

"It's her, Xiaopinger." He smiled happily and walked up quickly.

At the same time, on the city wall, the anxious figure did not notice a person coming over happily. The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. From a distance, she could almost see the figure running in the crowd.

Immediately, Xiao Ping'er's eyes flashed and she looked at the cannon on the edge of the wall. The next moment, she grabbed a torch that had not yet been extinguished, lit the lead, and raised her arms.

Extremely yin turns to yang

The internal force was poured into the palm of his hand, and the moment he slapped it, bang! Five clear fingerprints appeared on the cannon, hundreds of pounds of iron guy smashed the wall and flew out, and his heavy body rotated in the air.

Xiao Ping'er held the arm that was too hard, stepped on her whole body and rushed straight into the sky, dragging her long red sleeves, and when she turned her body, she kicked her slender soles.

"Bai Ning" she screamed loudly when she fell in the air.

On the other side, the figure in the crowd looked up at the sky. The fire on the cannon fell rapidly. Bai Ning jumped over the shoulder of the person in front of him and rushed up. At a distance of several feet, he stretched out his hand.

The burning leads are exhausted.

In an instant, his palm slapped the cannon barrel, deflecting the direction, towards the Jurchen cavalry brigade that charged towards him like a giant wall.

The loud noise exploded in the sky. The moment the flames spurted out, a spherical shape dragging flames across the sky, and suddenly fell into a dense group of cavalry. The flowers were blooming, and a war horse was thrown into the sky. The surrounding war horses were suddenly shocked and ran around. The neat formation was disrupted in an instant.

The heavy artillery fell and fell into the ground. After Bai Ning came down, he waved his hand, "Take this opportunity, let's go back to the city."

Then he looked at her. The woman hugged her arms, and a strand of black hair drooped to her face in a mess, but she still showed a charming smile. Suddenly, her body became unstable and fell towards him. Her voice was long and she said lazyly: "You can't move your arms anymore, carry me."

Bai Ning nodded silently and turned around. At this time, he could not refuse.

In the retreating vision, baskets were placed on the city wall, which was the one that responded to them.

ps: Let's start with two chapters, and there is one chapter to be changed...
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