When the four rushed out, Chen Qiuao was in the front, and then Hu was on the right wing and Han Daxia was on the left wing. He had an encounter but was still in the last.

Han Daxia rushed forward with a knife, and a thick bandit wearing a fox hat roared, holding a short axe and slashed fiercely.

The two sides rushed past each other, and blood rain splattered, splashing Han's face.

The bandit's short axe slashed with the sound of wind, and it was almost half a foot from Han Daxia's face, but Han Daxia had already slashed his neck with one knife in advance.

The sound of flesh and blood being cut off, the bandit rolled out with blood mist.

Blood was flying in the air, and most of his neck was broken, leaving only some flesh and blood connected.

Another bandit sword slashed fiercely. Han Daxia did not dodge or avoid it, and he raised his left arm to block it. The sound of gold and iron attacks, and the clanging sound of armor leaves. The bandit sword slashed on his iron arm, and sparks rose up.

Han Daxia's waist stabbed hard, and the sound was immediately pierced through.

The bandit screamed with a heart-breaking cry, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the snow was in a mess.

Suddenly a bandit appeared, full of cheeks and beards, full of murderous aura, and was wearing a thick cloak. He shouted loudly, and the cloak flew up, and the big stick in his hand was hit hard with Xixue, and then he hit the Han hero on the left shoulder.

His big stick was also wrapped in cast iron in front of it, heavy and thick. If he was hit, he might have broken armor and broken bones.

At this time, Han Daxia's waist was stabbing into the bandit's body. Before he could draw the sword, he saw that the big stick was about to hit.

With a "puff", at this moment, the sharp blade pierced into the body, and the bandit holding the big stick shook violently, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the big stick in his hand was weak to fall into the snow.

However, the palladium that I had encountered once stinged violently. At this moment, five pounds of palladium penetrated into his body fiercely.

The spear tip of the middle blade and the tips of the branches on both sides all came out from behind his body.

Six holes in front and back brought up several blood mists.

The bandit howled shrillly, holding the lever with one hand and stretching forward with the other, wanting to grab the body and face of Zeng Youyu.

But where can it be reached?

Zeng Youyu's face showed a ferocious look. He smiled viciously and held the palladium in his hand with force.

The thief screamed shrillly, but was struggling weakly by being penetrated.

Zeng Youyu pulled out his thrust and brought out a few sprinkling streams of blood. He thrust his palladium and stabbed it out fiercely again.

Another creeping voice that was penetrated, another howling of a thief was worn on the palladium.

But they had already entered the corner and were about to enter East Street. There were more bandits. Once, one of them was not careful, but a thief entered Hu's side and slashed at him.

Hu Juye's iron armor was cut with a clanging sound. He tucked his waist and cut off a bandit's neck, and then for some reason he stepped on the thief's head on the ground.

Unexpectedly, a thief rushed forward and held the iron mace and was about to hit Hu Juye on the head. Then he encountered an iron mace and gave it a heavy blow.

Suddenly, Zeng Youyu heard footsteps behind him. He was about to turn around and his body was shocked. The sound of metal and iron being cut. Then he felt a huge pain behind him, but a sharp axe broke through his cloak and iron armor and cut into his back.

I once had no choice but to pull out the palladium, and turned around in anger.

But there was a young bandit wrapped in red scarves who walked around from the ruins and held a short axe to give Zeng Youhui a chance.

He slashed with a fierce axe, and his iron armor was cut through, and even cut into the flesh.

Fortunately, it is protected by iron armor, so the axe is not very deep into the flesh.

At this time, the thief pulled out the short axe with force, trying to pry it out from the back of Zeng Youhui.

Once I saw a roar that I grabbed the thief's neck.

The thief struggled, but his power was not strong before. He was pinched to the point of being so sharp that his eyes were pale, but he had no power to resist.

Once upon a time, he roared, and let the short axe hang behind him, dragging the bandit toward the earthen wall next to him.

The thief kicked his feet, struggled desperately with a ferocious face, but was still taken away step by step by step by step by Ever Escape.

Zeng Youyu suddenly hit his head hard against the earthen wall with a lot of snow, and immediately the red and white objects were knocked out, splashing on the wall, which was shocking.

Once I ran into the thief's head splattered, his whole head was broken like a rotten watermelon, and his neck was even more twisted and out of shape.

Then the wind came from the face, and a gold and iron attack came, and another thief came from behind, and the long sword slashed heavily on his iron armor.

Once I roared and grabbed the thief's neck.

The thief also struggled, and his strength was obviously greater, and the two of them could not stand up.

Once I saw my left hand surrounding the thief's neck, tightening it tightened hard, and groping with my right hand to pull out the untied knife behind me.

The thief howled, and his left hand tried his best to grab the face he had ever met, but he could only grab it on the penis armor.

The long knife in his right hand also cut desperately, and he could only scratch the armor.

Zeng Youyu finally pulled out the untied sword, and he inserted it hard, and the thief's body trembled violently.

The sword that I had ever seen in Youhui pulled out and inserted it hard.

The thief's body was shaking continuously. He had been stabbed several times, carrying the rain of blood.

Finally, I had an encounter with this thief let go and slashed his neck with a knife, and blood sprayed like a fountain.

In the end, the thief slid down weakly and fell to the snow with a gurgle.

Once upon a time, he was breathing. He fumbled and pulled out the short axe behind him. Seeing another thief roaring from behind him, he slightly leaned over and hit him hard with an axe. The bandit immediately staggered back, and the blood and teeth flew away.

He covered his mouth and screamed shrillly.

Once I met Zheng Zheng Axe Blade, I stepped forward and slashed at the bandit.

A bunch of blood was taken out, and accompanied by the bandit's screams, the snow was filled with the snow...

Hu Juye's waist knife suddenly slashed out, and a bandit wearing a red-taxed felt hat staggered and fell out. From his hat to his head and face to his chest, he was split into a big mouth, blood was sizzling, and a strong smell of blood floated in the cold air.

With a sudden loud noise, Hu Juye squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the knife in his hand fell from nowhere.

But a thief went around behind him and smashed him hard.

The heavy stick hit him, and some of the armor may have been broken.

Hu Juye was furious and turned around and punched the thief in the nose.

The sound of bones shattering, the thief covered his nose and screamed, and the big stick in his hand fell to the snow.

Hu Juye looked around and saw that there was a shield on the ground. He picked it up and smashed it hard on the thief's head.

He smashed several times, causing the thief to bleed from his mouth and nose, and he turned dizzy.

Hu Juye looked around again and saw a thief having an old palladium inserted into the body. He pulled it out with force. Seeing the thief rolling on the ground, he chased after him and inserted it into the thief with force.

The thief pierced through the body. The bandit screamed shrillly, and still struggled to crawl onto the ground, blood marks spreading along the snow.

Hu Juye inserted it hard again. He stabbed several times, and the bloody tip dripped with blood. The thief screamed in pain.

With a sudden puff, a thief rushed over with a short axe. Then, Han Daxia saw it and stabbed the thief in the right rib.

Then he pulled out his waist knife, and the blood mist sprayed in front of his eyes, and the thief staggered and fell to the ground.

Han Daxia looked around and saw that Zeng Youyu, who was broken behind, was slashed with a short axe and was slashed to death. The thief was already scattered and bloody, silently.

There were actually a few thieves behind him who touched him.

Then I met him and took the palladium handed over by Hu Juye, and then Hu Juye also found a handy knife.

Seeing that blood was oozing out of the iron armor behind him, Hu Juye also had blood marks on his mouth, and the iron armor on his back seemed to collapse.

Han Daxia said with concern: "Are you two okay?"

The two of them shook their heads indifferently. In the past, when they were surviving in the wilderness, they were injured and were protected by heavy armor at present, forming protection and buffering, and it didn't matter if they had a minor injury.

Han Daxia said: "It's fine, don't stop, kill me!"

...

The four continued to rush and quickly entered the East Street. Chen Qiuao rushed in the front, holding a long sword in his hand, and the one who was invincible.

Two bandits slashed with swords, and Chen Qiuao was nimble and slashed twice in a row. The two bandits staggered and fell down, and all of them were covered with blood spurted around their necks.

Suddenly, Chen Qiuao stopped and showed a solemn expression in his eyes. Seeing a shield falling beside him, he hooked his feet and put them in his hand, holding a knife and a shield in the other.

But it was a bandit holding a spear, with a tall figure, wearing a red hat and military cap, a gray cloak, and a face full of evil and murderous aura.

He forced him step by step, and he had a lot of footwork during his actions. Maybe he was a defeated military officer from a military town and then became the backbone of Jiaoshan bandits.

He didn't say a word, forced Chen Qiuao a few steps away, and shouted suddenly, and the spear stabbed with the sound of wind.

Chen Qiuao kept looking at his gun head. As soon as the thief's gun was stabbed, he immediately wanted to follow the gun.

However, the thief failed to hit the point when he saw it, and immediately retreated, keeping a safe distance from Chen Qiuao.

Seeing his spear head retracted, Chen Qiuao stopped and still stared at his spear.

Suddenly the thief roared again, and the spear stabbed again with the sound of wind. Chen Qiuao immediately followed the gun.

His shield slipped, and in the harsh sound, the thief's spear slid out of his shield.

However, Chen Qiuao was approaching, and his long sword slashed heavily on the thief's left neck with the sharp sound of wind. Blood was squirting, and most of the thief's neck was broken, and he fell to the side as he rotated, and then his heavy body fell on the snow, and hot blood gushed out.

When fighting on the battlefield, life and death can be divided into one or two moves, and there is no saying that there are hundreds of moves.

In an instant, either you die or I live.

By this time, the remaining dozen bandits were already scared. A dozen of them were killed in a short time, and only two of them seemed to have been slightly injured.

Where did the officers and soldiers come from? They are so sharp?

And he took action for no reason.

This is also the importance of equipment. Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao, and Hu have employment. They all have heavy armor when they encounter them. The bows and arrows of bandits and most of the weapons are useless to them. In addition, they are brave, so they have achieved outstanding results.

Before wearing armor, they deal with the bandits at most twice as many times as possible, and they do not guarantee whether they will be seriously injured and die.

Seeing the remaining bandits all looked like earth, especially those archers, who dodged and hid behind. Suddenly they looked at each other, shouted, and ran away.

Chen Qiuao rushed up, knocked down one with a shield, and then Hu Jueye went up to step on his head, pointed a long knife at him, and laughed out loud.

Han Daxia looked around, from this East Street to Guaijiao North Street, the blood everywhere on the snow and the corpses on the ground were shocking.
Chapter completed!