I don’t know where she got so many tears. From the time he walked off the wall to see Wei Yu until now, Li Chengzhi has never seen her face fucked.

Tears and sand have turned his face into a cat-like mess. Coupled with those unusually large, tearful eyes, Li Chengzhi wants to laugh every time he sees them.

"I...I'm afraid..." She knew that Li Chengzhi was ridiculing her, but Wei Yu couldn't help it, and the tears came faster.

"I know, who wouldn't be afraid?" Li Chengzhi rarely teased her, and stretched out his hand to rub Wei Yu's little head.

The war is imminent, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a desperate situation. It is normal to be afraid.

What's more, Wei Yu is still a half-grown girl.

Someone like Gao Wenjun is an outlier.

Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi suddenly became angry: Even a female prostitute can regard death as life. After all, he has died once, and he is still a person who came back from the dead. How can he not be compared to Gao Wenjun?

Li Chengzhi laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely make you safe and sound..."

Before I could even finish my words, I heard several miserable howls.

Li Chengzhi was shocked and his eyes flashed: "Here we come..."

……

The wind is basically not strong anymore, but perhaps it is a psychological effect. Murong Qinggu always feels that as long as he enters this Duncheng, he will definitely be more comfortable than outside the wall.

He excitedly mounted his horse and rushed towards the door of Suiting.

There are more than a hundred riders, who have already entered Duncheng through the gap several feet long.

There were only three to five feet left. Murong Qinggu urged the horse, thinking that when they entered Suiting, he should kill some of the injured horses so that the soldiers could have a full meal...

Just as I was thinking about it, a soft sound suddenly came from my ears.

"Boom..."

The sound was a bit crisp, with a "buzzing" vibrato, and it was not very loud. But in Murong Qinggu's ears, it was as if a thunder exploded in the plains.

Crossbow...

The body's reaction speed even exceeded the brain's thinking speed. When the words "enemy attack" came to his mind, Murong Qinggu's head had already dropped.

The arrow grazed the tip of his eyebrow and was nailed to the brim of Murong Qinggu's helmet, like a flower pinned to his hat!

I felt a shock in my head, as if someone had hit me head-on with a hammer. Murong Qinggu raised his head and fell down, falling off his horse.

What a pity...

Li Liang sighed secretly.

Looking at the postures of the Hu cavalry surrounding him, he guessed that this must be General Hu, so he took aim at Murong Qinggu early.

But bad luck, just a little bit...

Feeling regretful in his heart, Li Liang quickly threw away the crossbow in his hand, reached out, grabbed the bow and arrow at his feet, and quickly stringed the bow.

"Tie, tie, tie...boom boom boom..."

It was like dozens of small drums were beating at the same time, and the sound of bowstrings sounded one after another above the doorway and on both sides of the broken wall.

Another example is when a spoonful of cold water is poured into the boiling oil, and the pot suddenly explodes under the wall. The sounds of people howling, horses neighing, screams, and cries of pain are intertwined together, and the shouting is heartbreaking.

Every time an enemy knight hits an arrow, a stream of blood will burst out, just like the flowers blooming in the wind in Luojing's Guangfeng Garden (Royal Garden), fresh and gorgeous...

Gao Wenjun's face was pale and bloodless, his body was trembling slightly, and his heart was beating like a drum.

But she moved her hands very fast, and just hearing the sound of "bang, bang, tie, tie", Gao Wenjun shot an arrow as fast as an arrow, with the power of a continuous flow.

And every arrow will never miss. Even if it misses Hu Bing, it will definitely hit the horse.

Li Liang was shocked.

Not only does this woman know how to shoot an arrow, but she is also so good at it?

This shooting skill is beyond even his reach. After trying it out in the whole camp, only Li Feng, Li Rui and a few others can match it. I think Lang Jun is even worse.

Of course, the strength is definitely not as good as that of Lang Jun...

A closer look showed that Gao Wenjun's face was pale and her body was trembling slightly. It was clearly her first time experiencing war. But the strange thing was that not only was she not afraid, she became more and more courageous as she fought. She and the monks and thieves attacked the fortress.

How similar is it to experiencing a war?

Li Liang couldn't say for the time being whether the two were a perfect match. He was just curious. If one day, Gao Wenjun met his wife (Guo Yuzhi), what would happen to the two of them?

Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb...

Li Liang was multitasking, shooting arrows down quickly while silently sympathizing with Li Chengzhi. He only shot seven or eight arrows when he suddenly heard a whistle in his ears: "Boom...beep!"

The voice is extremely long, indescribably melodious, crisp and beautiful.

Li Liang tensed up and shouted: "Withdraw!"

As he spoke, he quickly grabbed the copper whistle from his neck and blew it three times quickly and urgently.

The whistle was so sharp and loud that it even suppressed Hu Qi’s screams and screams.

Murong Qinggu had just gotten up and was trembling as he stared at the arrow driven into his iron helmet. When he heard the whistle, he froze suddenly, and the flesh at the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

His face was pale and bloodless, and the hairs on his back stood on end, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime. It frightened him even more than the arrow that almost pierced his head just now.

The white-armored thief...is actually a white-armored thief?

This kind of whistle will never be forgotten for the rest of his life, it has been engraved in his bones...
Chapter completed!