Han's young lady made a fire stick, and the gunner who had abandoned the cannon to pick up the knife and gun stood in the city against the enemy, and from time to time he looked at Yang Ling, and saw that he actually picked up the gun to pounce on the filament, almost frightened to fly away.The father-in-law is a reader, the bones are weak, I am afraid that an ordinary strong man can not beat, how can these murderous Tatar opponents do not blink?She flew up a stick and swept over a Tartary shoulder that had just swung up the head of the city, struck him down, and pulled his feet and chased him.

The enemy on the battlefield did not have much fancy, it was the simplest and most direct chopping and assassination action, but once the hand was in hand, Yang Ling knew that it was not the case at all, and his strength and speed could not be compared with these people who had been galloping on the battlefield all the year round, a knife-wielding Tatar knife had just been smeared from a soldier's neck, and he was picky and split Yang Ling's gun.

A sharp drink, the big knife when the head split, Yang Ling looked at the big knife as the head cut off, just thinking in his heart: "Come, I am going to die again, where is the young mother?" 」He could not hide, he did not want to hide, in this moment of death, just want to see the young mother again.

The head was only half turned, he saw, saw Han young mother like a calf-guard female leopard pounced on him, the scarf on the head has fallen, braids, flying in the wind, the face is as red as a peach flower.

People and sticks almost became a straight line, shouting, the end of the stick has been to Yang Ling's head quickly past."Hang" a sound, can be divided to the top of the head of the knife, by the Han young lady inclined to the knife surface, the sharp cut off the knife to open a deep scratch on the ground.

Han's young mother arrived, and as soon as she was on the ground on her left shoulder, rolled over and forth, her body was raised, and the chest of the Tatar was slammed.This stick is very big, the man pedaled back a few steps, the foot has not yet stood firm, Han young mother stepped forward, followed two steps, "snap", the stick chop like the wind, the left neck, the right neck, the forehead, the undercast, a stick makes the storm like a storm, hit the man even poured down the choking kung fu.

Yang Ling also looked at it, only to see Han young mother stick around, holding the sentry in the middle, the stick tip can pass from Yang Ling's chest, with a sudden wind, body turned, the hand has slipped to the head of the stick, the whole stick flying leopard tail, hard smoke in the Tatar's throat, Yang Ling clearly heard the throat of the broken mouth, the mouth of the big choke, the mouth of the broken mouth, the big claver, the big claver, the clapping of the thighs..

Her moves were fierce, the stick was fast and fierce, dazzling, the footwork was even more powerful, and she saw that the city head came up with a person's head, the stick pointed forward, like a gun, a stick in the eyebrows of the man, the man did not even see the enemy, and planted it on his back.

Han's young mother retreated with a stick, retreated to Yang Ling, her knees were soft, almost fell to the ground, and hurriedly held her body with a stick.Yang Ling was looking stunned, saw her small face become white, the forehead was sweating, and she was so scared that she stopped her: "Young lady, what happened to you, where was the injury?"Where was it injured?”

Han's young mother trembling said: "Dong Gong, the young mother is okay, just ... just that knife, scared me to death, whimper...", the party did nothing, she was scared and crying.

Jiang Bin only saw that this martial arts super little afterlife was actually a girl, but also said that she had just killed so afraid in her heart, he waved a knife and cut down a few Tatars, laughing: "Afraid of what, the old man once went to the battlefield when the legs were cramped, it was the whistle long strangled my neck to push me forward, you are not afraid to kill a few more."

This man was able to kill, even jumped up the wall, kicked the next enemy chief who had just climbed up, slashed the horse knife in his hand, clawed a few knives, cut the wooden ladder tied to the rope, and a few soldiers who had just climbed to half of the tardiers cried and fell down.

For a while, the city flew like rain, and he shot at Jiang Bin, Jiang Bin stood in the head of the city, and the two knives danced in the head of the city, and actually blocked all those arrows, and saw that the leading soldiers were so brave, and the morale of the soldiers who had been timid was four weeks old, and the offensive of the Tatar soldiers was suppressed for a while.

Han's young mother held Yang Ling's words: "Jian Gong, you go to the more upstairs."

Yang Ling stowed his feet in angrily, fuck, this is really hands can not be picked, shoulder can not pick, no use at all, in addition to throwing stones down, even the bow and arrow, not the person who has never touched it can play.

Yang Ling also knew himself, just nearly killed by a knife, saw Han young mother for their own scare into that look, he no longer can, only obedient to avoid going upstairs, walking also anxious to ask: "I can't think of your martial arts so good, what kind of stick?" 」

Han's young mother's face was red, and he said, "My father taught, the young mother does not know."Seeing him enter the cross-building, Han's young mother was relieved, and immediately rushed back to fight with Jiang Bin, where as long as the Tatar opened the gap, they were as fast as a knife and a stick, and soon the Tatar could be suppressed.

Jiang Bin Yongwu, Yang Ling was seen with his own eyes, but he could not think of Han's young lady's martial arts even so outstanding, a fire stick in her hand, chopping and sweeping, the stick flying, dancing dragons, I can't imagine a little girl who is usually so soft and timid, now Zhang's claws are like a fierce lion.

Yang Ling saw his fists clenched and excited, and he secretly made up his mind that if he could not die today, he must learn this stick method from her.He was watching the blood boiling, someone next to him patted his shoulder, looked back, only to see the king's main book to follow, the face of a black, Yang Ling was boiled with gunpowder and only the eyes are white, the two people are like a pair of children.

He approached Yang Ling, but his eyes were looking straight at the soldiers who were fighting with each other, as if he were looking at the enemy side by side, but quietly said: "Master Yang, you have done nothing wrong, this is a choice, colleagues will not say three or four, just ... you have to be careful of the horse."

Yang Ling Yi lanked and whispered, “Why should you be careful with him?”

The king's book showed a smile like a crying: "The little man who is not in the flow, why do you say that he is on an equal basis with the county master?"

He coughed twice and quickly said, "Our great and wise men are all secret agents of jinqing, be careful."

“The dress guard?”Yang Ling was surprised in his heart, he also thought that Jin Yiwei was the emperor's side of the big inside the bodyguard, can not think of a postmaster and food warehouse director can actually hang on the edge with jinjie, this big Ming intelligence network is really developed enough.

Thinking of his relationship with the horse, he put his heart down, but still a little unevenly said: "The people under the city clearly can not live, even if they can live, the two sides weigh and abandon its light, tens of thousands of lives and dozens of lives, is it not clear that it is light and heavy?"

The king's book laughed twice and sighed, "Unless the royal historians who are sitting in Beijing city are pulled to the top of this city, they are afraid they will not think so."Then the king’s book was removed.

Yang Ling looked back and saw Huangxian Yu Zheng and Ma Yu standing together to say something, eyes and self-touch, see the worried eyes, Yang Ling immediately understood that he deliberately wrapped the horse, let the king's book to tell himself this.

He had some doubts in his heart: "He saved his son, is Jin Yiwei so cold and ruthless?"The county is so instructed, it must be that I need to find a chance to show him, cough!Anyway, I can't live long, I want to die, I want to pay money, it can't be, otherwise how will my young mother survive?"

My daughter?Thinking of this, the heart of the No. 1 miser trembled, looking up at the edge of the city, only to see the Han young lady waving the back of the whistle, two hanging and hips of the black hair hanging around behind her.

At this time, Liu patrol said with a loud shout: "The Tart is beaten back, the Tarot is beaten back."The Huang County and the horse who were talking came up together, and saw the Tatar soldiers retreating like a tide, and constantly firing arrows at the top of the city to cover the soldiers who were climbing the siege ladder and retreated.

Yang Ling saw that they were in an orderly and unhurried manner, although he did not understand the formation, but he could see that those Tatars were mixed and not messed up, and still appeared several offensive formations in hiding, and could not help but blurt out: "What are the Tatars doing?As long as they attack for a while, they may go to the city, why suddenly retreat?”

Wang Bantou laughed loudly and said, “Master Yang, are you not afraid of death on your Tart?”These dog days are killing us with pain.”

Yang Lingzhi felt that something was wrong, but he could not say a so, compared to a few cheerful and colorful civil servants, his thoughts were still relatively clear, thinking about it, he suddenly shouted: "Not good, are they going to attack things and things?We have just pulled out some of the people from the two doors, and there is a power book.”

At this time, Jiang Bin also hurried back, cold day, he has taken off his robe, bare two-armed, the double knife in his hand has been rolled, the flesh and blood on the top is blurred.Listening to Yang Ling's words, he said: "No, the roads of the two cities are narrow, the city gate is usually not open, we are few, they can not send a team to fight, but I see the Tatar must also have a trick."

Han young mother ran back, the cross-building in a pile of old men, she is not convenient to enter, standing at the door looking at Yang Ling, cheeks red, hair has been wet on the forehead, Yang Ling smiled at her, two steps forward, hand in the cool pang to the city to look down.

In the snow, the Tatar soldiers parted a road, there were four running horses in the middle, dragging two black things to the city, Yang Ling was too late to point out his discovery, Jiang Bin was like a cock that had been chopped off his neck, jumping up and shouting with his voice: "Fuck!It's a thunderous gun!"