Liu Shiwu was originally a soldier in the personal guards' army. When Zhao Shi and Zhao Bing left Lin'an, they followed hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians and finally arrived in the Bianzhou after several twists and turns.

Later, the personal guards were merged into the Tiankui Army and the Tiangang Army, and Liu Shiwu followed him into Su Quandang's command.

He is naturally an unquestionable old man in the current imperial guards of the Song Dynasty.

In the Battle of Juzhou and Leizhou, he failed to catch a head of the army. Later, Zhao Dongting attacked Guangnan West Road. Liu Shiwu saw that many new recruits in the camp were successfully commanded by killing the Yuan army. The commander and even the centurion were perhaps stimulated to be bleeding. He was extremely brave in the bloody battle under Wuzhou City, and he actually got five heads of the Yuan army from the army. Since then, he has been able to become the commander of the Youshou Shi in the Tiangang Army.

The roaming whistle is full of elites, and his strength is barely comparable to that of ordinary centurions.

Although the wandering sentry also means that it is easier for ordinary infantry to fail on the battlefield, Liu Shiwu, who has no relatives at home and has been stimulated to be sexually aroused, no longer cared about these things.

In the past, an old man who was older than him said that the King of Hell was full of eyes, and the more afraid of death on the battlefield, the easier it was to die. Liu Shiwu didn't believe it, but now he found that this is indeed the case.

He even thought about when he could make all military achievements and become a centurion, he could marry a big-butt girl. At that time, the Liu family would be able to grow up again.

"disease!"

The ten people were divided into three teams, with a distance of about five meters between them. As the footsteps became more and more real, Liu Shiwu shouted softly.

He personally led the two of them, and the pace was about to reach two points faster.

The two sides collided in the night until they were only two or three meters away from each other, and they could finally see each other.

"edge!"

Liu Shiwu sniffed again.

He and a wandering whistleman next to him all jumped up and slashed the round sword towards the black shadow in front.

Use power to suppress people.

It is not easy for the roaming sentry to make military achievements during large-scale warfare, only then is the opportunity.

However, these whistles in the Dali army who dared to drive straight in were obviously elite.

When Liu Shiwu and the other two jumped up to chop the knife, two black shadows rolled towards the lazy donkey behind to avoid it. Another person used a knife to hold Liu Shiwu's knife.

"What a burly man!"

Liu Shiwu finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and his eyes were a little surprised.

The guy who held his knife with his sword was a big and thick man, and his figure was two larger than his size.

A clanging sound.

The scimitar blade passed by the short blade of the Dali whistle in front of me.

"receive!"

Liu Shiwu whined again, without hesitation, turned around and retreated.

Liu Shiwu had never attended any private school, but he learned this method of issuing orders by himself from the method of sending orders from the army. It is now quite popular among the Tiangang Army's roaming.

There were also two other teams not far away from them, such low shouts, either as blade or swimming.

The blade is a blood fight.

You are a siege and killing.

What Liu Shiwu said about collecting is not retreating.

The three of them pulled away for more than three meters, and suddenly turned around at the same time, slashing straight towards the front of them.

The burly Dali Wandering naturally chased him up.

Three swords fell at the same time. It was just in the night, and there was no light.

The burly swinging whistle's eyes instantly glared, and hissing loudly. It was too late to retreat. He suddenly lifted the short blade from bottom to top.

He had practiced some tricks and had the strength, so he was naturally unwilling to die like this.

It was the sound of metal and iron intersecting again.

The two scimitars were held by the burly whistle with a short blade.

He was really very strong, and he held two swords at the same time, but his one hand was still motionless.

However, he failed to stop Liu Shiwu, who could be considered an old fried dough stick.

Liu Shiwu suddenly changed his tricks when the scimitar was about to be held. He lowered his body and stabbed several times in a row into his burly whistle's belly like lightning.

The white knife comes in, and the red knife comes out.

"ah……"

The burly whistle was angry, painful, and hatred.

He probably knew that he could not survive anymore. He had already capsized in the gutter and wanted to fight to the death of Liu Shiwu. No matter how he had two scimitars, the short blade suddenly stabbed Liu Shiwu's back.

But Liu Shiwu seemed to have eyes on his back, and when the short blade stabbed him, he rolled to the back.

Two scimitars slashed heavily on the shoulders of the burly swinging whistle at the same time.

This Mongolian scimitar is the most capable of chopping and cutting.

The two knives that are not cut iron like mud, but are absolutely powerful and powerful and heavy on their shoulders at the same time. The lethality they can cause can be imagined.

The burly whistle and hissing sounded and blood gushed in his arms.

The short blade fell to the ground with his broken arm.

Even though he was tall and big, he obviously could not survive after being injured one after another. The pain stopped and his whole body fell to the ground.

It was not until this time that he and the two whistlemen who were team members but were not as good as him, were so skillful and brave as him.

Seeing the burly whistle falling to the ground, both of them were dissatisfied and ran towards the team beside them without hesitation.

A gambler that does not know how to analyze the strength comparison is not a good gambler.

There are often roaming sentries in the army proudly telling the soldiers of other troops that we are not as good as you, just follow the big guys with swords and guns and rush forward.

Two-on-four undoubtedly have no chance of winning.

But except for the burly men, there are nine people left in these Dali roaming watches. Facing Liu Shifi50 roaming watches, it cannot be said that they have no chance of winning.

After Liu Shiwu rolled up, he chased after him.

The two brothers next to him followed closely.

This made the two Dali whistles run even faster.

The scene became even more chaotic.

There is no sign of swords in the night, but murderous intent will undoubtedly always cover this small area.

This battle lasted for more than ten minutes.

And there are several places in this vast mountain where such encounters are also happening.

Liu Shiwu got up from the ground, cursed and spitted angrily, "His grandma, can you prepare your sword skills? I almost got my head cut off!"

The little calf is not old, but she is not young and has a beard. Hearing Liu Shiwu's words, he scratched his head, "Please pay attention next time, pay attention next time."

Liu Shiwu walked over and slapped the calf on the forehead, "Next time, how many lives can I have to make you die?"

The little calf still laughed, then shouted to the surroundings: "Little Wuzi, the cake seller..."

Someone came out of the darkness.

The fire broker was blown up again.

However, it is impossible for ten people to reunite.

There were ten people in Dali's traveling wards, six were killed and four people fled. There were only six people left in the Dasong Dynasty.

A few minutes later, Liu Shiwu and his men couldn't wait until a brother approached from the darkness, and shook their heads and sighed.

It can't be called too much sadness, because those who do the wandering whistle are in danger. No matter how soft-hearted the soldiers are, they will be as heart-warming as if they have experienced more.

Liu Shiwu said: "Take off all the waist cards of the cake sellers, cut off the heads of the Dali thieves, and prepare to go back! According to the old rules, if they get the heads of the cake sellers, we will take turns to divide the military achievements. This time, you should be the little calf, right?"

The calf nodded, and then several people fumbled to the corpses on the ground with fire pie.

No one said he would do anything for those brothers who fell into battle.

Liu Shiwu's team has a rule. When he is new to join the team, he will always say it tirelessly.

In the team, you do not ask about your brother’s origin, your family affairs, or your names.

Otherwise, the entire team would not have such a strange nickname.

As for the reason, Liu Shiwu said that he was in the army and no one knew when he died. Who had the spare time to take care of his family for others?

Therefore, Liu Shiwu's traveling squad was like duckweed.

Everyone is brother in the team. If they die, then the fate is over.

Xiao Duzi and others also became accustomed to it.

To this day, there are people coming and going in the team. Not to mention the real name that I don’t know, even the nicknames can’t be remembered clearly.

Six bloody heads.

Liu Shiwu killed two people and got two.

There are three other brothers who are lucky and get one with a fatal knife. The calf has also got one with a deadly meritorious service to sell cakes.

Putting these heads on your waist, Liu Shiwu and others took the weapons and returned to the military camp.

And in this vast mountain, there are still some teams just like them. However, some return to Song and some return to the right.

However, the number of people traveling to Da Song is nearly 100, so of course, the Dali traveling to Dali suffered a great loss.

The more than ten traveling teams entering the mountain were completely lost.

It took two hours to return to silence.
Chapter completed!