After walking for a while, several figures appeared in the Woods and seemed to find that the loyalist came to touch the mountain and shouted desperately.
"Listen to the sound, how are some men?" Zhang San-donkey is a little upset and plans to have a good time. This is great …
"The military is important now, so let’s hurry, or General Li can’t explain it!" Muqingfeng finished before Zhang San’s donkey reacted and rushed to the mountain forest, and soon he was out of sight.
"You wait … this rabbit cub runs really fast. Brothers, follow the dark road and be careful! "Zhang San donkey also unwilling to lag behind the horse with one of their own went in.
Walking along with Zhang San’s donkey, I found something was wrong. There was nothing in the quiet mountain forest, no trace of Mu Qingfeng and no figure of refugees.
"hey! Bunny, where are you! " I found something strange, and Zhang San’s donkey panicked.
Unfortunately, no one answered that they had flown over crows, which made the whole night even darker.
Thanks to the arrangement before Muqingfeng, the Nangong army was not allowed to light torches, otherwise Zhang San-donkey would surely find the eyes full of hatred around him.
A soldier stepped into a trap and a huge tree fell from the sky and hit his chest directly. Listen very clearly. Look at his chest and sink into the pit and keep spitting it out. You will know that he can’t live.
Zhang San-donkey was so frightened by the horror of his hand that he shivered, that is, at the moment when he hesitated, another soldier stepped directly into a pit, and the buried sharp branches directly pierced his thigh, causing him to keep shouting the screams on the verge of life and death, so that Zhang San-donkey people hugged each other tightly for fear of any accident.
"Mom, this little rabbit is really a ghost. If I meet him, I will eat him alive!" Zhang Sanlv spoke to himself maliciously, but his trembling hands betrayed his heart.
"I can’t stand burning torches to old people!" Zhang San donkey shouted
"But the captain general said …" A soldier expressed his doubts.
"General you head! Don’t want to die! Hurry up and fight for the old! " With the words of Zhang Sanlv lit up one by one, the cry in the trap became weaker and weaker. It seems that the soldier will not live much longer because of excessive bleeding, but it is this kind of if-if * * that adds a bit of fear to Zhang Sanlv’s team.
In fact, all this was designed by Mu Qingfeng, from the giant wooden trap to the crypt, including the fact that they are now lighting torches.
"Throw it now! ！” Mu Qingfeng drank a lot, and the refugees around him picked up the stone and smashed it. Perhaps it was revenge for their dead relatives. Everyone made extra efforts to attack Zhang Sanlv with stones, and the soldiers were smashed and fled.
"Mom dare to give it to me!" Black and blue, Zhang San-donkey was flustered and ordered to think that his opponent was just a refugee. These soldiers of fortune instantly boosted morale.
"Remember when I told you that the long gunmen lined up!" Muqingfeng waved his hand, and a dozen stronger refugees lined up, their sharpened branches propped up against Zhang San’s donkey.
Seeing the soldiers of fortune screaming and rushing to the eyes, despite psychological preparation, some people’s hands were shaking.
Mu Qingfeng is not surprised by this. After all, these are refugees who have not passed the battlefield. It is impossible to be uniform.
"Think about the dead relatives and see if the beast is a man in front of you. Stand up for me!" Mu Qingfeng’s words are just right, and many refugees have shaken up again.
I found that the refugees in front didn’t scatter like before, and Zhang Sanlv slowed down a little and fell behind.
"Sting!"
As Mu Qingfeng ordered the refugees to stab out the branches in their hands, although it was not as good as a pike, sharpening the branches was still very deterrent, and immediately pierced several loyalists. Those who had been stabbed with bleeding holes desperately waved long knives in an attempt to kill them, but because the branches were too long, the loyalists were dying.
"accept!"
With the slogan of Mu Qingfeng, the refugees took back the pointy wood
"Sting!"
Attack the sharp wood again, and the land is still struggling for the life of the soldier of fortune. It’s the Nangong soldiers’ turn to be dumbfounded, and they have lost nearly one third of their lives. Are these people still refugees?
"Forward!"
Because of the brilliant results just now, the refugees raised their hopes and killed several soldiers of fortune, and several of them were slightly injured, so the light in everyone’s eyes became more and more prosperous.
Accompanied by Mu Qingfeng’s command, the refugees marched forward step by step, and the sharp wood in their hands was not shaking.
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Zhang San donkey couldn’t believe what he saw with his eyes. I didn’t expect these vulnerable refugees to dare to attack first. He knew that it was a death to retreat, so he shouted and tried to stop the soldiers who were going to escape
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of them with a knife and a gun? This time, they are really traitors. I see who dares to say that we are killing good people now! "
In Zhang San-donkey’s bluff, those soldiers of fortune regrouped and launched a second impact on these refugees.
"Throw by the stone throwing team!" See Zhang San donkey with his own department and rushed over Mu Qingfeng reached the instruction, and the remaining refugees suddenly made a new round of throwing.
Zhang San’s donkey seems to have forgotten that they were smashed just now. At that time, they were hit by flying stones all over the sky and cried.
Just as they were in a panic to avoid the stone, the refugees with sharp wood had arrived. Because the Nangong army had been neglected for a long time and was thrown off guard by the stone, the long gunners in Zhang San Donkey Team did not make the best defensive formation, so they had weapons but did not take the lead.
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