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One-armed knife of the Iron Blood Yellow Sand Series (6)

The tornado turned slightly sideways, grabbed the arrow that was being fired, raised it high, and said loudly, "You can retreat now, you can live a few more days, and then go further, just like this arrow!" "Fold it in two and throw it on the ground."

The janitor looked at the bloody child and shouted loudly outside, "Roll far away..." Zhang Banqiao suddenly reached out, pulled the child to crouch down, and several arrows flew over the heads of the two people.

The child looked at the arrow that landed in the distance and spat out his tongue, "So dangerous, so dangerous!" ”

Zhang Banqiao touched the top of his head, "You obediently hide here, don't move." The child nodded.

Arrows rained down overhead.

The Tatar cavalry, using bows and arrows as cover, quickly rushed to the front of the wall, and Zhang Banqiao bent down to pick up all the fallen arrows one by one and held them in his hands. He gestured to the tornado with several complex gestures.

The tornado grabbed a Tatar warrior with a broken foot in his chest, and he suddenly stood up, and all the Tatar cavalry were stunned, and at the same time looked up and looked at the accomplices on the wall of the wall.

Zhang Banqiao's right hand waved continuously, and the arrows shot by the Tatar cavalry were thrown out as thrown arrows. The distance between the two sides was very close, and he was condescending, and every time he threw an arrow, a Tartar warrior was injured.

After a little panic, the Tartar warrior took out a cowhide shield to resist the flying arrows and slowly retreated. Zhang Banqiao squatted down again, and the tornado gave a thumbs up to Zhang Banqiao, and Zhang Banqiao smiled.

Cui San let out a long breath, "Dog Tartar is this skill? He stretched out his head and looked outside Tucheng.

Zhang Banqiao shouted, "Lie down! "A leg swept across and kicked him down.

"His grandmother's Zhang Banqiao, you dare to conspire against Lao Tzu..." Cui San scolded halfway, and there was a whining sound above his head, and countless bowl-sized stones flew in from outside the city. Several people did not have time to dodge, and they were smashed to the head and bleeding.

One-armed knife of the Iron Blood Yellow Sand Series (6)

Cui San gasped for half a day, and from the gap, he saw that many Tatar cavalry were wrapping stones in leather, riding forward on horseback, and then stopping suddenly, with the help of the power of the war horse's forward charge, wielding the leather strip, throwing the stone onto the tucheng, and then the Tatar rider used the same method to throw the jar filled with fire oil into the tucheng.

Several jars filled with fire oil landed on houses near the earthen city walls, and soon a fire broke out.

The Tatar cavalry outside the tucheng city, looking at the billowing smoke, laughed loudly and cursed loudly in Tatar.

Cui San whispered, "These stinky tartars really have the ability!" ”

Ma Chuanwu said, "We must find a way, the time has dragged on for a long time, there are more and more tartars, and although this earthen city is strong, it will not last long." ”

The tornado looked at the setting sun and said slowly, "The Tartars are good at fighting during the day, and at night they become blind, and when they leave their warhorses, it is like losing their legs and becoming very clumsy." I took advantage of the darkness to touch them and kill a few of them! Put a few more fires! ”

After a fierce attack by the Tatar cavalry, they temporarily retreated to rest. Dozens of people divided into four groups and guarded the four gates of Tucheng. They took turns to get off their horses and rest, eating the dry food they had brought with them, lifting their water bladders, and drinking heavily.

Cui San's small eyes turned, "His grandmother's, this dog tartar, is to block us all inside, waiting for a nest to be taken out!" ”

Zhang Banqiao smiled, "What? Scared? You go out now and kneel down to the Tartars, who like to take people as slaves the most, and you will sword dan, and they will certainly be reluctant to kill you. ”

Cui San sighed, "If you take Lao Tzu again, your friends don't have to do it!" Lao Tzu hates the most, that is, this dog tartar! His grandmother's, since coming to Ningxia, Lao Tzu has not earned a single penny! ”

Zhang Banqiao laughed, "Then do you have the courage to touch me and slaughter a few tartars?" ”

Cui San's eyes rolled and he didn't speak.

One-armed knife of the Iron Blood Yellow Sand Series (6)

Under the setting sun, there was an old man, picking two children with a burden, and slowly walked from a distance, the two children were only two or three years old, with yellow muscles, each took a thatch root, stuffed it in his mouth and bit it.

Thatched roots in March and April will have a faint sweet taste. The parents of poor children, who have no money to buy food for their children, will use this thatched root to coax their children.

Mr. Qi whispered, "This Yao Lu'an, not allowing him to run around with his children, ran out to dig up thatch roots, and the thatch roots here were all dug up by him!" He wanted to loudly remind the old man Yao Lu'an to leave quickly with the child, but he did not dare to make a sound, hoping that the Tartar cavalry would not find the three grandchildren.

A Tatar cavalryman, suddenly urging his horse, rushed to Yao Lu'an, who was picking up the burden, and the old man sensed the danger, just turned around, and the burden on his shoulders had been snatched by the Tatar cavalry.

The Tatar cavalry ran back on horseback, turning the burden with one hand, and the two children turned like shooting stars, so frightened that they threw the thatch roots, grabbed the basket, and cried wow, tearing their hearts and lungs and shouting at Grandpa.

The old man Yao Lu'an turned around and chased after him, and after he tripped, he didn't have time to stand up, so he crawled toward the Tatar cavalryman, "Military master, spare my grandson!" They're too young to understand..."

The Tatar cavalryman ran back with his burden, and the old man Yao Lu'an was overjoyed and reached out to pick up the grandson in the basket, and the Tatar cavalryman took up his knife and cut off Yao Lu'an's hands.

Yao Lu'an screamed loudly, and blood sprayed onto his grandson's face.

Two children, crying even harder.

The Tatar cavalryman, laughing, swung his sword again and cut off Yao Lu'an's head.

One-armed knife of the Iron Blood Yellow Sand Series (6)

The cries of the two children suddenly stopped, and the dark little eyes looked at the body of the kind old man who had once carried them everywhere and dug up sweet grass roots everywhere, and fell to the ground.

The janitor child in tucheng cried out. Mr. Qi sighed and covered his eyes. Just a few days ago, the parents of the janitors were also killed by the Tatars.

Seeing the tragic death of their parents often makes children wake up crying from their dreams.

The Tatar cavalry used the tip of their swords to pick up Yao Lu'an's head and shook it in the direction of the earthen city wall, muttering and speaking Tatars loudly. Mr. Qi said, "He told us to surrender, otherwise, when they attacked, it would all be like this!" ”

"The dog's mother's tartar! If Lao Tzu had the ability, he would have slaughtered you!" Cui San gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Ma Chuanwu clenched his fists with both hands, his fingernails sunk deep into the flesh, and he looked at the tornado, "If Sir goes out and kills Tartar, count me in!" The tornado looked calm and looked at the Tartar cavalry, "You're not afraid of death?" ”

"Afraid! But now, don't be afraid! ”

Cui San looked at Zhang Banqiao, "Now think about it, your bet with that surname Sha is really not worth it." If you don't get hurt, you can help big brother kill a few more tartars! ”

Zhang Banqiao laughed loudly, "What is this little injury?" Don't delay killing! He looked at the tornado and said, "Big brother, I thought of the Tengger Desert again." ”

The tornado nodded slightly, pointing to the sun to the west, "After dark, all cause and effect will come!" ”

The setting sun suddenly sank and fell down the mountain.

One-armed knife of the Iron Blood Yellow Sand Series (6)

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