Feng Yusheng suddenly stopped, and his tears flowed down: "Master Qiu, Master Shi."

At this time, he fled to the northwest of Budai Mountain, where there were steep slopes. He walked along the slopes, hoping to find a place to get off.

Hearing the explosion of thousands of enemies, he knew that Mr. Qiu and Mr. Shi had already...the eighteen brothers who were rushing out, and he was the only one left. What should I do?

He was in a mess and knew that he could not let down the expectations of Master Qiu and others, and he must escape from the sky.

He saw that there was a glacier not far from the slope wall, and there was a mountain of trees across from the opposite side. He was hesitating whether to climb down. Suddenly, Feng Yu's holy heart trembled, and he saw five or six red flag-emerging Tartars coming out of the woods, bent their bows and arrows, aimed at him, and surrounded them on three sides.

Feng Yusheng's heart was cold. He knew that these Tartars did not shoot arrows and wanted to catch a living. Looking at their cruel expressions and the barbaric aura all over their bodies, his body trembled involuntarily.

Hearing heavy footsteps sounded again, a black tassel on a helmet, a small flag behind it, and a bulging armor came out of the forest. His slim shoes stepped on the thick snow, and his footsteps were heavy, step by step, as if stepping on Feng Yusheng's heart.

The Tartars held a large-shot Tartar bow and walked not far from Feng Yusheng, looking at him slowly, just like looking at a little prey.

Feng Yusheng saw his rat whiskers with thick sheep oil on his face, his eyes were cunning and cruel, like a poisonous snake, and his body was trembling as like leaves in the cold wind.

The Tartar smiled contemptuously and said in stiff Chinese: "Nanman, kneel down and crawl over."

The red flag-inlaid vests around them all laughed wildly. They stared at Feng Yusheng, with bloodthirsty and joking. Feng Yusheng's body became cold and hot, and the figures of Qiu Wutai, Shi Shunyin and others flashed in his mind. He suddenly burst into his blood and shouted: "I'll kneel down, you, the nanny who raises men, die together!"

He rushed to a red flag-clad vest on the south side. The vest had already undone its bow and could not be opened. Feng Yusheng's move was like this, and he didn't react at all.

A harmless prey that had fallen into the net turned around? Not to mention him, no one could have imagined that the few red flag-embellished Tartars present.

After hearing a scream, the red flag-clad vest was carried down the slope by Feng Yusheng Chong. The two rolled on the slope, bringing countless rocks and snow along the way.

Everyone was shocked and looked at it. They saw two people rolling from the slope wall to the edge of the glacier, and their figures were lying there, motionless.

The roared in anger that he wanted to go down the slope, but there was no way down the mountain. They were covered in heavy armor, and they could not climb the steep slope.

Suddenly, the Ming army's slogan stopped. The Ming army's sergeant was not dead. His figure moved, struggled a few times, and actually got up. He ran a few steps and turned around. He pulled out his axe and chopped off the head of the vest that had been rushing down.

The red flag-inlaid Tatars on the slope wall were all roaring. They set their bows and arrows, desperately shooting arrows at Feng Yusheng. But not to mention these more than a hundred steps, they were not sure about the division of Shiku, so they watched the Ming army whistle probe chop off their heads and cross the glacier.

"Master Qiu, Master Shi, and all the brothers, I'll cut off a Tartar head, I'll avenge you!"

Feng Yusheng was covered in snow, his hair was scattered, and his face was full of collision and scratches. He limped, carrying an axe in one hand and a human head in the other, and he ran across the glacier desperately. After falling down, he got up, fell down, and got up again.

He felt happy and happy. As the howling and roaring of the wolves on the slope wall, he crossed the glacier and fled into the mountains and forests desperately.

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Chapter completed!