Lao Guan remembered the beginning when he couldn't get up from the battlefield where he was exhausted and could not get up. Under the bloody setting sun that had been dyed red for a long time, he rode on the horse with blood and sweat, holding a half-cut gun in his hand and stretched out his arms.

"You are Guan Mafu, is Guan Yingxiang?"

"After taking this hand, I'll take my horse..."

Who is this? It's been a long time since no one called him this name. He was confused at that time and agreed in a conditioned manner.

Since his younger brother, who was dependent on each other, was unable to bear to steal horse feed and was bitten to death by the owner's dog because of hunger. He was also beaten to the ground and swept out of the house because of his own stealing. He threw it in the wild and fed the jackals. He relied on a group of salt dealers who had secretly sucked in the middle of the night to save his life. He also bid farewell to this title completely, and after he was born and died with the government army and the earthen regiment again and again, he became the one who could never be beaten, twisted, and had a flamboyant man in other people's mouths.

But later, when the rebels began to become difficult, the tall figure that he had followed, admired and praised suddenly changed his appearance from the bottom of his heart, and the blood of many companions who were mercilessly dyed his future red. With the corpses of countless rebels, the magnificent road that was rising up. And after following with him, the painful companions who had once spoken with each other and called brothers and brothers became completely disagreeable. The butcher knife they raised turned most of the city into blood.

Only Lao Guan took a few people out to patrol, and escaped this disaster by chance. Then he saw the flags of the government army floating on the city, and the heads of the rebel soldiers on the city, and the towering Jingguan piled up with the heads of the rebel soldiers. They were all unwilling to run away with that person, and were executed and surrounded by new and old brothers in the tent. Many familiar faces once held hands with him, shouted trumpets, sang songs, and sang blood and sweat, but now there are only bloody heads left, or they become one of the hunchbacked figures standing under the city to welcome the government army with a bumpy expression.

Lao Guan, who couldn't figure it out for a moment, burst into tears and decided to do something for these martyred brothers; but the real danger and fatal threat was not the pursuers sent by those who had already turned against their original intentions and vows, who sent them to hunt down the net fish, but suddenly appeared beside him and among his companions behind him;

Because of the sudden disagreement and psychological wavering, the small patrol that was lucky enough to escape, broke out in a hurry and fierce internal strife on the way he insisted on going south to report the news to Huang Wang. In the end, he was the only one who left with his injuries and fainted on the road before he went far. When he was discovered and woken up again, the worst result had already happened.

When they met those who survived from the Rage Wind Camp, they gave him a place to stay and a new direction of hope. Therefore, when the king general asked him to swear to protect the wild "monk" who was willing to stand up and do things for the rebels, he agreed resolutely; then he reached his current position and level step by step.

"You will never let me down, and I will never let you down." This is also the voice and longing he once said to the back of the "Xu Monk" who gradually became somewhat unfathomable and increasingly awe-inspiring. Unfortunately, it seems that he has no chance to keep his promise now.

"It's a pity that I can't drive you ahead."

Looking at the sharp blade that was so close that it reflected his face full of blood and dust, Lao Guan's heart suddenly calmed down, and suddenly a bit absurd thought emerged. Maybe it was time to shave his hair and beard. Then, he heard his straight-blade waist knife, which was full of gaps and was already overwhelmed, broke open with a harsh crack under the fierce and full force of the other party's eyes.

He did not feel much regret or fear about his rash progress and his death situation, but he was a little regretful that he could no longer follow or witness the monk going further; while Cheng Dajie was still blocking several steps away, roaring and slashing at the officers and soldiers who were blocking him, but he could not rush to him to support him for a while.

Therefore, the shiny sword light that passed by suddenly lit up his deflected head, but the inlaid leather helmet and the bag-tab cloth were cut off together, and he was able to raise his left foot and stagger back half a step; but he was shrouded under the second sword light, and he had only had time to barely block it with the half-cut blade in his hand, and then he was knocked off the side of the hand, but it also made the horizontal sword tend to be slightly off, scraping his chest and cutting off a large piece of his shoulder armor, and taking away a quick bloody flesh.

When the third knife turned around, he had no more things to resist or give in. He plucked up his last strength and turned forward, trying to trip the other party with this knife to the ground; but he was in a hurry to show the other party faster, and he held his knee heavily on the ground;

Lao Guan then remembered that this old acquaintance who had practiced skills with him and had also guided the method of using swords. How could he not beware of these familiar methods? Now he really asked for the account. He thought to himself calmly accepting his destiny that he should have ended his fate in the mountain road in Fujian.

However, after he let out a breath, a few shrill sounds of wind suddenly passed by his ears, and then the pain that came in the instant did not happen. Instead, it turned into two jingles and a low muffled groan. Only then did he realize that the other party had put away his knife and blocked his body horizontally, and a short and difficult-to-identify arrow feather was inserted diagonally on the other party's calves (skirt armor), and some blood beads were oozing out, which made the other party's killing moves pause involuntarily.

With this delay, Cheng Dajie finally broke through the entanglement in front of him. He tried to get a little bit of a waist and hit him, and then rushed to him and gasped and made some kind of protection against each other. In this breath, the opponent also retreated back into the defense circle connected by other officers and soldiers, but he did not intend to fight them directly.

Lao Guan, who had survived death again, was able to turn around with a big breath, and showed an extremely bleak smile and grateful look at Zhou Huaian, who was holding an air-shooting crossbow in his hand behind him.

A moment ago, facing Lao Guan and Cheng Dajie who had already rushed in as if they were injected with chicken blood, Zhou Huaian couldn't help but frown slightly.

So he activated the scanning ability of the entire venue again, and immediately revealed the vital signs of the hundreds of officers and soldiers; and in his gray environmental sensing, the biological condition of these people was undoubtedly stronger than that of most Rebel soldiers; with the complex ground and building division of rocky beaches, no wonder the Rebel soldiers who had the advantage in numbers could not defeat the opponent even after several attacks, but were forced to ask for support.

Moreover, the other party obviously had enough energy to leave, and more than 20 people were scattered outside the normal field of vision. What were they waiting for? Zhou Huaian thought about it and ordered Xu Si who was following him, giving instructions to the general positions that needed people to pay attention to.

Then he focused all his attention and sensing on the official general who had obviously been rushed in front of him but was still brave enough to be calm and determined in the fight between the left and right;

Compared with other officers and soldiers around him, he also had strong biological characteristics. In Zhou Huaian's scanning vision, he was simply a human-shaped torch burning, and it was slowly increasing with the continuous battle. This means that he has not used all his strength yet. This is really a rare anomaly.

Thanks to the high-quality, nutritious foods that he kept eating some time ago, he has recovered and improved the scanning ability of the unknown auxiliary system on him; for example, he can lock a marker target and then maintain a continuous monitoring state with lower energy consumption.

In this state, he also discovered some new changes; after approaching a distance, he could sense some details of the other party's biological symptoms; for example, compared with the other party's particularly vigorous flow of blood and life symptoms, the left leg is dimmed and weakened near the ankle, which is undoubtedly a chronic disease that the other party may have been injured and left behind.

You should know that when humans are lying, angry, happy and other emotional fluctuations, they will produce corresponding blood pressure, breathing, heartbeat, sweat, and even subtle changes in physiological characteristics. Later lie detection systems were born through this aspect. For example, among his observation objects, Lao Guan's vital signs are quickly becoming dimmed.

Having said that, this may also mean that the other party will have weaknesses and flaws that are a little later in their activities and reactions. In addition, in his field of vision, using the marked target as a basic reference, simple ranging and angle calculations can be performed.

Unfortunately, in order to save Lao Guan who was about to die, he had no more time to observe and calculate, so he had to fire all his specially made iron-arm crossbows in one breath at a high speed. Although he shot at at least three officers and soldiers in a hurry, the real person who was finally exposed was dodged and took the opportunity to kill the next step.

However, being able to protect a skilled and capable subordinate who has been used is more valuable and meaningful than killing a trapped beast with his own hands and taking jujube pills.

"The shooting team...the direction at 10:30."

Thinking of this, Zhou Huaian shouted loudly.

"Photosing three wheels at the rear of the enemy at a rapid speed..."

After a few breaths, amidst the scattered screams and painful screams, some figures that were obviously hiding suddenly emerged from the rocky beach and every corner of the building, and then struggled to fall to the ground.

"Packed with linoleum, replace the rocket and shoot again..."

Zhou Huaian ordered again.

“Attach the building…”

"Is the equipment of the Firefighter here?"

“A batch has been delivered.”

The direct team next to him, Xu Si, quickly responded.

"Preparation to approach the projection..."

Before Zhou Huaian finished speaking, some lit arrows flew down on the buildings among the rocks, with arc-shaped smoke marks. Suddenly, sparkling lights and screams of fire and exclamation came.

The remaining officials who retreated in the middle could no longer stay there, or could not hold back their anger. Amidst the whistling and shouting, they rushed out and fought again with the besieged rebel soldiers, but this time the offensive and defensive momentum had obviously reversed.

Zhou Huaian then breathed a sigh of relief; this is the normal fighting rhythm. Relying on the crowd to surround the other party and do not let them escape, then use long-range killing to suppress and weaken it until the other party cannot bear the casualties and collapse, or is unwilling to wait for death and give up the cover that can be used, and rush out and fight to the death.

No matter how you say it, you shouldn't have rushed forward without saying anything as soon as you meet. Lao Guan and Cheng Dajie are both old rebels who have been through a long battle formation. How could they have such impulsive behavior because of an enemy?
Chapter completed!