This was shouted, and the ambushers who had a look of fear on their faces immediately became restless, with a bit of hideous courage on their faces. Someone even shouted: "Brothers, we all bet on this ticket, we will die and live a lot, and kill them."

Before he finished speaking, someone roared and waved his sword to rush forward. For these desperate people who dared to commit crimes in the daytime, this statement of gambling luck not only did not allow them to plot, but instead stimulated the evil spirit.

Wang Zhaojing stopped and rushed down with a slid step. The narrow-edge long sword was light. He was walking a fast and fast path. Before he could swing his sword, he was stabbed into his wrist and the weapon fell to the ground. Before he could react, his throat was stabbed again. The momentum of the pursuers who had just rushed to slow down, but the same was true for the rushing force, Zhao Jin and the others also slowed down.

"Up, Up" seems to be a leader-like character urging loudly.

Although the forests were sparse, they still hindered people's movements. Moreover, Zhao Jin and the others moved side by side, and they were still uphill. After a short stop, there was a danger of being surrounded.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came out in the direction of the slope, with a shrill voice. Everyone looked over and found that an ambush standing outside had one of his calf had been cut off, and they were lying on the ground and howled.

The ambushers were already very careful in their actions, for fear of being shot by the other party's cold arrows, but now the attack was not the cold arrows.

As soon as the man screamed, the others looked at him with a focus. A man suddenly flashed out from behind a tree. He swung his sword and rushed over. He was too close and too fast. It was too late to raise his weapon. He was hugged and fell to the ground by the man. He threw himself on the man's knife and poked him desperately at the ambush who was being held.

When the two fell to the ground, the snow had become bloody. Suddenly, the person who appeared rolled back and ran away. The people who approached were shouting and cursing and catching up. Suddenly someone got up from the pothole in the snow. The man was thin and had an axe in his hand. He cut his calves, fast and accurate.

With a "click", the man's calf was cut off and another one fell to pieces. The sudden attack scared the ambusher quickly retreated. Taking advantage of this gap, the man who cut his leg turned around and ran away.

"Chasing" raids like "jumping up" that would run away after hitting, causing smoke to rush down the slope to roar and chase them.

After a while of silence, the scream of breaking through the air sounded again, and accurately nailed to the chest of the man in front. The enemy and the archers were firing cold arrows, and the ambushers quickly retreated again.

The chaos below the slope attracted a lot of attention. Zhao Jin laughed loudly, and swung his spear, blocking the man's goose-feather sword in front of him, and suddenly lifted upwards. The man was not slow and dodged directly backwards, but the spear was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, rushing forward and directly piercing the person through.

"Xiaoyong and Daxiang are so good, let's rush." ​​The chaos below the slope is the masterpiece of Liu Yong and Jixiang. The tossing below makes them more excited.

Zhao Jin took two steps forward, but more people surrounded him. Chen Huang turned around, raised his sword and shouted loudly, swung his arms and slashed him down. He stabbed him upright, but he had an indomitable momentum. The few people who caught up with him subconsciously dodged backwards. One of them could not dodge. He raised his single sword in despair in despair. With a "click", the blade was directly cut off. Chen Huang's long sword was not diminished, and he directly cut off half of his body.

Blood spurted out of the body directly. With such a fierce momentum and such a tragic scene, the people chasing stopped. Someone cursed in a low voice and said, "These little kids are too difficult to bite."

Chen Huangheng was there like a mountain, but Zhao Jin didn't care about his companions behind him and continued to move upwards. The archers had noticed this, but when Zhao Jin moved forward, they just walked around the tree and they didn't find a chance to shoot archery.

After taking a few steps, some pursuers behind him went to pester Chen Huang, and some chased him over Chen Huang. Wang Zhaojing looked back and gritted his teeth and turned to meet him with his sword.

With less than ten steps away, a "swoosh" roared, and the archer opposite him shot an arrow. Zhao Jin froze, but the arrow was halfway through and collided on the tree and knocked on it.

When they move forward, there is no barrier between them from the archer. The archer is the most valuable, so they will not participate in the melee battle. In order to ensure the effect and accuracy of the shooting, they also stood at the high point of the slope top. This is also the most open place. When they rushed to the slope top, there will inevitably be a moment of gap being shot by the archer.

Zhao Jin did not rush forward, but instead shook his body and ran towards the tree on the other side. Listening to the "whistling" sound behind him, some of the whistling arrows fell to nothing, and some blocked the trees. Zhao Jin used this tree to cover it up, and the tree moved closer to it.

"Come on, this guy is here." The archers also felt that it was not good and shouted at the top of their voices.

However, the ambushers below were either guarding against cold arrows or entangled with Chen Huang and others. No one could rush up at all. There were a few who were bypassing, but the distance was still far.

No matter how much he covered him, he still had to charge with his bow and arrow. Zhao Jin only paused behind the tree and then turned out. Although he was exhausted and sore all over, he still made the most standard charge with a spear, yelled and "kill", and rushed over with big strides.

All six bows turned towards Zhao Jin, each bow was full, but each bow was trembling, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten steps. The archers could clearly see the blood on the spear, and what made them tremble even more was Zhao Jin's momentum. Although one person was like a thousand troops.

As a archer, you can get a generous salary without fighting and fighting, so you will naturally cherish your life. Seeing the bloody killing god rushing over, no one can shoot arrows like usual.

"Oh my god," someone shouted, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand and ran away, but the others still shot arrows

His hands were trembling and he wanted to dodge and run for life. Of course, he would not have any accurate head, but the distance was so close that he could still shoot directly.

Zhao Jin's pace was not slow, but his movements were very stiff and tense. His full attention was on the archer opposite. The spear in his hand was swinging sharply, but it was not trembling, but could block the archer.

"When you shoot the bow and arrow, you can always shoot a few arrows when you swing your spear. Although it may not be able to save your life, it is related to life and death. You have to try it." Zhao Jin clearly remembered the teachings of his uncle Zhao Zhenxing.

With a "bang", the spear trembled, and an arrow was knocked to the side, but Zhao Jin didn't care about this at all. The strong wind blew in his face and suddenly turned his head in a hurry. The arrow passed by his face, his cheeks were warm and it hurts hot.

One of the remaining five archers threw away the bow and arrow, turned around and ran away. The other four were rushing to continue to hit the arrow, but Zhao Jin had already arrived in front of them.

With a scream, one person had been pierced, one stabbed and one retracted, and the other was stabbed in the lower abdomen again. The third person had already pulled the bow open, but at such a close distance, he was already scared. The arrow was not placed on the bow several times. Zhao Jin shouted, and the spear pierced the man directly. The fourth archer simply threw the bow and arrow in his hand and was about to take out his short weapon. Zhao Jin did not pull out the spear, but instead tried his best to rush forward a few steps, took advantage of the momentum to approach, held the spear in one hand, pulled out his short knife with his backhand, and poked the fourth archer several times, and blood was gushing, and he couldn't survive.

This is not the end. Zhao Jin kicked the body on the spear and walked forward a few steps forward. Seeing the archer who had just run away falling on the slope because of panic, he was holding himself up. Zhao Jin ran to catch up with him, and the short knife in his hand slashed the archer's neck hard.

The first one was gone. Zhao Jin quickly ran back uphill, and cut off all the bowstrings with a short knife. Then he took a deep breath and stood up straight.

The archer rushed forward and killed five people in a row, not to mention the previous bloody battle. Zhao Jin's whole body was painful, and his arms even had signs of cramps. He wiped his face casually, his hands were covered in blood. The arrow just now wiped his face.

At this time, two ambushers rushed to the top of the slope. Seeing Zhao Jin standing there, they looked at the archers everywhere. They subconsciously retreated, and Zhao Jin accelerated their pace. The two of them took a few steps back. One turned his head and ran away. The other was tripped by the thing behind him, and they both got up and ran away with their hands and feet.

On this side of the slope, Chen Huang and Wang Zhaojing were surrounded, while Liu Yong and Ji Xiang were running and fighting in the distance. There were not many people chasing behind him, because if you were not careful, you would be shot by the sudden arrow.

Zhao Jin stopped after running a few steps. He took a few deep breaths, and then walked down with a spear.

"The archer is gone?" "That boy is alone."

In such a fierce battle and siege, it became quiet. Even the ambushers who besieged Chen Huang and Wang Zhaojing were retreating, looking at Zhao Jin with incredible eyes.

A few half-old children were ambushed halfway through the road without any suspense. Although the bait was killed, a hundred people came. They all had the ability and had seen bloody battles. And they had six archers on their side, but they fought so far, almost half of them died, but these half-old children were still fighting.

Now Zhao Jin and the others are not half-grown boys in the eyes of the ambushers, but the God of Killing, the God of Killing with blood all over their bodies

Zhao Jin took two steps down. Seeing Wang Zhaojing and Chen Huang's expressions change drastically, Wang Zhaojing hurriedly shouted: "Be careful."

As soon as the shouting came, the wind was already blowing on his face. Turning to see a big man slashing his head with a Park knife, he hurriedly raised his spear to block it. This time he slashed on the spear pole and directly cut the spear.

All the ambushers showed joy on their faces. They fought fiercely until now, but they were sneak attacks to resolve the battle. The man raised his knife and continued to slash. Zhao Jin did not retreat, threw away half of it, and rushed forward with the half of the spear tip.

The sneak attacker did not cut off his knife, but saw Zhao Jin rushing forward and quickly took two steps back. He never thought that Zhao Jin would take a step forward and kneel on the ground with one leg. The sneak attacker was overjoyed and was about to take action.
Chapter completed!