I’m The King Chapter 707: : The young phoenix’s Qing Ming shook the world (10)

The so-called camp is actually some nests dug out in a small ravine, and then a shack is built on it. This kind of terrain can shelter from the wind in winter. Generally speaking, this kind of terrain is the best place to escape the winter cold, but this kind of terrain also has a fatal flaw, which is not easy to defend. .

Mu Gulu is now in such a predicament. In Hetao, when Yan Qi led the palace guards and left them to escape, his faith completely collapsed at that moment. The living dead were lying on the battlefield. He wanted to quietly wait for death to come, but he was indeed destined. On the chaotic battlefield, he actually fell short, and finally became a prisoner of the Eastern Zheng Army. When his identity was exposed, he was immediately captured by Ning Xin. The rare goods slipped through the prisoner-of-war camp in a habitable way,

After a period of hard and soft tactics, coercion and temptation, Mu Gulu regained his vitality, full of desire for life and ambition to restore the Rouran tribe, he agreed to Ning Xin's conditions.

Ning Xin tried her best to find dozens of fighters from the former Rouran tribe among the captured Donghu people. These people became Mu Gulu's initial team. People sent them to this fertile plain area between white mountains and black waters. There is no place for them to stand. Only this place abandoned by Donghu people can become a place for them to settle again.

When Mugulu returned to this area, relying on the team of dozens of people, in a short period of time, he laid down a piece of land and gathered a group of two to three hundred people, and took root here. But then. They were targeted by another large group of refugees here, in order to fight for control of this area, this night. A life-and-death duel ensues.

Mu Gulu's luck was very bad. His opponent found out the location of his lair.

Looking at the team of hundreds of people on the other side. Mu Gulu felt a little desperate. Although there are nearly 300 people under his command now, there are not a hundred of them who are really capable of fighting. The rest are old and young, and there are dozens of women. But this time the refugees who attacked, the team of nearly 400 people, were all men. Although most of them are also hungry and skinny. But compared to Mu Gulu's team, it was still too powerful.

Mu Gulu's only advantage is that among his less than one hundred soldiers, there are dozens of soldiers who have received formal training, and their weapons are much better than the opponent's. Twenty pairs of bows and arrows, and hundreds of spears. Although the number of opponents is several times that of his, there are only nearly a hundred people who actually have weapons. Many more people held only sharpened wooden sticks in their hands.

A day of intense fighting. The opponent did not capture his camp, but left behind dozens of corpses, but he himself also killed and injured nearly twenty people. In this place, being injured means death. The arrows have been shot, and the opponent has filled the trench in front of the camp, and now he is. They could only guard against the fence and watched as the enemies not far away began to regroup. Mu Gulu's mouth felt bitter, this night. He knew that he couldn't make it through. In the opponent's team, there were dozens of people wearing leather armor and holding big knives. Obviously, they were the core strength of this team. They have been engaged in combat, and now, they have begun to advance here, and on their side, the soldiers have been fighting for a whole day, and each of them is almost exhausted. When the enemy's new force launches an attack, they will again There is no strength to stop the opponent.

He glanced back at the center of the camp, those old and weak women and children gathered together, and shook his head with a wry smile. He would no longer be able to protect them. When they died in battle, these old and weak women and children might die It will become the food in the belly of these gangsters on the opposite side.

The rest of the people gathered around him.

"Young patriarch, we can't hold the camp anymore. We will protect the young patriarch and rush out later. We still have 50 people. We will definitely be able to protect the young patriarch and rush out. We will come to seek revenge on them in the future." A big man Holding Shang's big knife dripping with blood, he walked to Mu Gulu's side and said in a low voice.

"That's the only way to go." Mu Gulu sighed, the first battle he came to this place was about to end in failure. "Bazar, one day, I will take your skin off to make war drums." He stared at the big man with long hair like grass in the middle of the enemies in the distance, and said bitterly.

In a place farther away, Niu prostrated on the ground, looking at the battlefield. He was slightly relieved by the scene in the field. But those dozens of people wearing leather armor, these people must be the core force of this group of refugees, if they are dealt with, the battle will be over.

"Damn it, these are a bunch of **** savages!" Beside him, Huang Shan twisted and crawled from the ground like a snake, staring at the battlefield not far away. Among the more than 400 people, Many of them didn't even have any clothes, they just wrapped some branches and grass leaves around their waists to barely cover their ugliness. Even if they had clothes on them, they were tattered and barely covered.

"Don't underestimate them, these people are desperadoes, we must kill the leader at the first time, and let them have no leader." Niu Teng whispered.

"Damn it, it's a group of dragons, it's just a group of earthworms, leave this guy to me." Huang Shan licked his lips, his eyes lit up.

"They are about to attack. This time, the refugees are still at the front, and the bandit leader is leading the elite behind. It seems that they are going to break through the camp with this blow, and wait for their attack. After the attack started, we went up and hugged their butts." Niu Teng said. "In the first wave, all the crossbows were used, and they had to cause a large number of casualties to the opponent at the first time. This group of leather armor men would be almost killed. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if those rioters entangled them. These people are all desperadoes. , don’t kill their leader in one fell swoop, and counterattack, it’s very troublesome.”

"Got it!"

Among the chaos, hundreds of rioters roared wildly, brandishing their crude weapons, and rushed towards the fragile fence. Behind them, dozens of elite leather armor wielding big knives followed closely behind. Go, after all, it was just a group of refugees and bandits. When the whole line attacked, not even a reserve team or a watchman was left behind. When they rushed towards the fence like a tide, behind them, Niu Teng led With more than 20 special service members, they rushed forward like ghosts with cats on their waists,

The soft-soled buckby boots stomped on the ground, and the sound was extremely soft, which was almost negligible in this killing field full of screams, but what they never imagined was that in this area, there would be There are still people who dare to plot against them, and there are only twenty of them.

Bazar was at the end. As the leader of this group of people, he spared his life more than others. He has worked hard in this area for more than ten years, and finally has the scale it is today. A team of hundreds of people is here. The area is not the largest, but it is enough for him to protect himself, and as the leader, he can naturally enjoy a life that the people here can't even dream of. So he has always been behind the charge. As a gangster, even though he hadn't gone into battle shirtless for many years, he still retained a little bit of intuition.

He felt a chill down his back.

He turned his head unconsciously, but the scene he saw made his soul fly away. A group of people had already touched dozens of steps behind him. With the light of the torch, he could tell at a glance that these people were by no means The people in this mountain, because they are uniformly dressed, are all burly, fat and strong. It is difficult for people here to find people of this shape except for leaders like him. The people here have the biggest similarity. point, it is skinny.

"There are enemies behind!" He roared loudly.

He only shouted this short sentence, those people who touched him suddenly accelerated, and approached them with just a sprint, and then, these people fanned out, holding Bazar in their hands A weapon that has never been seen before, the sound of chirping is accompanied by black light.

Bazar only felt a chill in his chest, he lowered his head in astonishment, and saw several short black feathers sticking out of his chest, the only iron armor on his body in his team did not protect him at all The role of.

He felt the power draining from his body, and a trace of coolness spread from his chest to his limbs. Around him, screams sounded almost at the same time. His biggest support, dozens of The big man in leather armor almost fell in half under the opponent's blow.

He let out an earth-shattering howl, his body fell back to the sky, and fell heavily on the ground, his eyes were wide open. Such a group of killing gods came. Huang Shan walked up to the leader whose figure was different from that of adults at first glance, squatted down, looked at the pair of staring eyes, and snorted coldly, "Boy, you are out of luck. If you attack our people, then I can only send you to the west." With a wave of the dagger in his hand, he cut the opponent's throat.

Twenty special service members rushed over like the wind, the swords in their hands flashed coldly, accompanied by howls, these guys who seemed to Mu Gulu to be extremely elite, in the hands of the special service members, There was almost no single enemy, and dozens of leather armors were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Already preparing to break through, abandoning the old and weak women and children in this camp, the old and weak women and children were surprised to see this wave of rescuers, like a divine soldier descending from heaven, killing Bazar and his group completely. Hearing the familiar whistling sound of the crossbow, he knew who it was.

"Surrender, don't kill!" He waved the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the panicked other refugees.

"Throw down your weapons, squat down, and hold your head!" Dozens of soldiers from the Rouran tribe rushed out one after another, howling loudly. For a moment, it has disappeared without a trace. (to be continued)

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