Those are the soldiers, just like the walking zombies.

The knife struck them, their bones were broken, and they didn't even utter a sound.

Some of the arms were cut off in half, and the blood was so fierce that they could still use the other arm to grab her and Luo Fengtang.

What's more, the intestines in his stomach flowed all over the floor, and he could still continue to fight even if he was dragged under his feet.

This scene makes people's scalp numb.

"Something's wrong, these people can't be killed!"

In his ears, Luo Fengtang's doubtful voice came.

"The Taoist priest cast a magic spell on them, and they are no longer human beings now!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was waving the steel knife in her hand tightly, but her mind was like a high-speed computer.

After searching through everything she knew about this aspect, she suddenly thought of something!

It's not a magic spell, the problem lies in what the Taoist priests gave them to drink.

If you guessed it correctly, it should be something similar to a stimulant.

It will temporarily paralyze people's pain nerves, increase excitement, and make people feel that their whole body has endless strength.

In the previous life, such drugs appeared in many sports-related fields or underground boxing rings, and they were not allowed.

"Just chop them on the head and they will be killed!" she said loudly.

The two men's knives are designed to pick out the enemy's heads and chop them off.

One knife at a time, just like chopping a watermelon.

"Haha, it really works!"

Luo Fengtang said loudly. However, the two men, who were eager to kill, still ignored one fact.

That means we are outnumbered and outnumbered.

The other party originally had thousands of people.

And here, it's just the two of them.

The enemy's soldiers were full of strength after eating and drinking, and there were hundreds of them. Even if they killed hundreds of them in one go, there would still be hundreds left.

Here, Luo Fengtang had not eaten a grain of rice all day and night, was seriously injured, and was constantly exhausted.

And Yang Ruoqing, although she is an agent, is still made of flesh and blood.

You will be tired, you will be injured, and you will bleed and feel pain.

Especially without the support of modern high-tech equipment, in this era of cold weapons, her role as an agent is greatly reduced!

The two of them once again worked together to repel a wave of encirclement and suppression, their backs pressed tightly against each other.

The two of them were already wet with sweat and were panting heavily.

Luo Fengtang, in particular, was almost exhausted.

"It won't work if we continue like this!" Yang Ruoqing said.

The old Taoist priest was very cunning. He sat there and strategized, and let the soldiers who drank the potion play chariot and wheel fighting with them.

"Even if we don't get hacked to death, we will still be exhausted to death." She added.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

He agreed with her words, but now it was difficult to get off the tiger. He was bleeding too much and was secretly holding on for dear life every moment.

what to do?

"I have a way, whether it's life or death, let's give it a try!"

she said.

Then she got close to him and expressed her thoughts.

He was shocked: "No, that would be too dangerous for you. I can't watch you die. I'll go..."

Before she could finish her words, she slipped and rushed out.

"If we want to live together, we will live together, if we want to die together, we will die together, keep up!"

When the voice came, her voice and shadow had already rushed into the enemy army over there.

Here, Luo Fengtang couldn't think too much. He roared, picked up the steel knife and rushed over...

According to the agreement, Luo Fengtang went to divert the enemy troops, while Yang Ruoqing pretended to deal with them.

Then, with a sudden movement, she jumped up, stepped on the heads and shoulders of the enemy soldiers, and ran towards the chariot over there like a gust of wind.

To capture the thief, capture the king first!

"Quickly, protect the Taoist Priest!"

Someone among the enemy soldiers noticed her intention and shouted, causing a commotion in the scene.

The soldiers who surrounded Luo Fengtang all turned around and came towards the chariot.

But it's too late.

Yang Ruoqing threw out the rope in her hand and wrapped it around the old man's neck.

Just like the black dog that lassoed the butcher Chen's house a long time ago, he grabbed the old Taoist by the neck and pulled him out of the chariot and dragged him aside.

The dagger in his hand was pressed against the old Taoist's neck. Before he could speak, the old Taoist had already said in a trembling voice: "Xia Xia, please spare your life. The poor Taoist will call them a truce now!"

"Quick, quick, put down your weapons, stop fighting..."

He yelled in panic.

The immortal spirit of the past is gone.

An old face with kidney failure, pale and bloodless.

If she hadn't been carrying him, she would have suspected that he would collapse to the ground.

She rolled her eyes, this greedy person is afraid of death...

It seemed that the old Taoist was of great importance in the army, so he gave the order and indeed the war was called a truce.

Luo Fengtang also returned to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang and asked him: "How are the brothers?"

Luo Fengtang said: "No, half of them are dead and half are injured."

"where?"

"The earthen kiln over there."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and the dagger in her hand pierced the skin on the old Taoist's neck.

A stinging pain hit him, and the old man's whole body tensed up, and then he couldn't help but tremble.

"Please spare your life, Heroine. As long as I don't kill you, Pindao is willing to help Heroine and her party leave this place..."

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At the order of the old man, the enemy troops brought the horses.

He helped all the wounded soldiers in the kiln to their horses.

Some of them couldn't ride horses, so they were put on Lao Dao's chariot.

"Tangyaozi, get on your horse and take your brothers away first!"

Yang Ruoqing urged Luo Fengtang.

He looked at her and Lao Dao, who was held hostage by her, and shook his head firmly: "No, we have to go together!"

Yang Ruoqing was so angry that she wanted to kick him.

"It's already this time, why should we give in?"

She glared at him: "You take the brothers away first, I will chase you later!"

"no!"

"If you don't listen to me again, I really don't want you anymore!" she said angrily.

He had no choice but to look at the seriously injured brothers over there and the enemy troops not far away who were watching eagerly.

If he stays, he may drag Qing'er down even more.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around, got on his horse, and left with his brothers.

After confirming that they had walked a long way, she originally wanted to kill the old man before leaving.

However, the enemy troops were already closing in on her.

Moreover, they all had bows and arrows in their hands.

She visually assessed the enemy's distance and the position of the war horse left for her.
To be continued...