If Jing Xuan Yingqin really succeeds, can the heirs of supporting the cowardice of the Soviet Union and the faintness of Huhai, can they unify the six countries?If the arrow in Liu Bang's chest was raised by three inches when Chu Han competed, what would history develop?

If Li Shimin had conquered Wang Shichung, what would happen if he had not been a lieutenant who would ride a savior?If Zhao Zilong had not saved Adou in Changsaka Po..., if... could only...

Liu Dajie completely did not know that when he had robbed himself of the hole and groaned, a small stone that had accidentally touched his hands, and almost changed everything, but Cui Ying's powerful legs corrected it in an instant.

Yang Ling slipped from her side, too late to pull her clothes, Cui Yinger was shocked, has suddenly opened his legs, and suddenly put him between his legs.

Yang Ling fell body for one of the slow, hurriedly re- hugged her legs, Cui Yinger double shares are extremely flexible and powerful, she can not estimate the weight of Yang Ling's whereabouts, only know that she has been holding him, hurriedly do his best to play his legs, said urgently: "How are you?"

Yang Ling took a quick breath of the atmosphere, the ear drums were roaring, he dumbly said: "I caught you, light ... lighter, thighs caught my neck...

The red lady's face was hot, but no one saw it in the dark, she slightly relaxed her legs, Yang Ling took advantage of her waist and legs to climb a few times, her hands hooked her shoulders, this time he drilled to the inside of Cui Yinger, became the warm posture of her face to face.

Yang Ling gasped and said, “Thank you... thank you for saving your life.”

The red lady's face was spicy, she turned her head and said in a tight voice: "Don't thank me, if you die like this."Even if the Tartar retreats, a few of us do not want to leave alive, only hope that the adults will pay a thousand words and keep their promise.”

Yang Ling had seen the appearance of the red lady's children, knowing that she was handsome and beautiful, but she was not only a female thief, but also a wife.She and her embrace like this, it is really uninhabilitated, heard the words: "Don't worry, I am the court, speaking on behalf of the emperor and the court today, no lack of faith."

The sound in the hole was small, but Liu Dadad also vaguely heard a little movement in the hole, and he was busy looking at the big ass probe into the hole.I saw a lot of darkness, I couldn't see anything, and Liu Dastick hammer did not feel a little hairy in his heart.

He looked around, all the soldiers with the sword and sword, and Wu Han's face was full of sweat.The eyes were standing next to each other, and the situation was close to kicking him away and jumping off, and Liu Dastick's courage did not feel one of the strong, and shouted desperately to the hole: "The handsome man."Are you alive or dead?You are squeaking!”

Yang Ling two people in the hole soft talk is not good, he tugged at the voice on the top so, the sound revolted and rolling down, like a thunderstorm, shaking the wall of the dust and down, Yang Ling and the red lady closed their eyes close to their bodies and feet to avoid.When the dust fell, Yang Ling hurriedly shouted, “Don’t be howling of his mother, almost killed by you.”Pull me up!”

After this cry, he quickly closed his eyes and bowed his head, and indeed a wave of dust fell.Liu Dazhu heard clearly on the top, can't help but laugh at the hole like only a toad, and at the same time, he looked to the right and looked forward to the ground: "Hahaha, I heard, the handsome man is still alive, I heard the handsome man scolding me!"

Woo Hanchao listened to this and returned to his soul.He quickly said, “Quick.Go find the rope.“Help the adults!”

The lost people suddenly confused their feet, one by one, looking around for half a day, but they could not see anything that could be used to save people.Yang Hu because his wife also fell into the hole, now life and death do not know, the heart is not under the Wuhanchao and other people, a look at this look can not help but be angry, he came over, from a hustle and throb around the waist of the rope with a hundred treasures, try to be strong enough to drink: "Who has a hook, take out together, faster!"

Only in the Li family set with a hook to open the shed of the fanzi busy rushed over a few, with four hooks into a ** long rope, Yang Hu squatting in the hole, the rope slowly into the hole mouth, while lifting up the voice: "lady, are you okay?"

He knew that his wife's skills were particularly on it, and if he said that Yang Ling was alive, then his wife would certainly not have anything to do, and sure enough, the voice of the red lady said in the hole: "The rope into the hole is not clear, and the left and right are moving."

Yang Hu's heart was happy, hurriedly sent the rope to gently move, the rope head iron hook hit the hole wall to make a crisp sound, Wu Hanchao hand-held sword, staring closely at Yang Hu, if he dared to have a strange heart when he rescued people, immediately out of the sword to kill, Yang Hu lit him, just a sneer.

Cui Yinger listened to the sound, and when the sound was in the ear, she quickly grabbed the rope, and wrapped it in Yang Ling's waist for two times, and then handed the rope to his hand and said, "You grab the rope first!"

Yang Ling knew that his own director was not in personal force, although he was a factory supervisor, to this place is like a tiger into the sea, there is no use, so he did not politely with her, he thanked her, and tightened the rope and was pulled up by Yang Hu.

The crowd saw Yang Ling out of the hole, can not help but cheer loudly, Wu Han from Yang Ling fell into the cave, like crazy general rushed into the Tatar group, desperately killed nearly 20 bravely blind people, full of blood, he also injured a few, but completely unaware, then saw the factory inspector out, this vented, almost fell to the ground.

Liu stick with a big mouth, two eyes only a gap, Yang Ling's body has just been pulled out of half, he jumped over, hugged him and pulled him into the hole.

Yang Ling quickly untied the rope, Yang Hu and the rope into the hole, Liu stick looked at the red pumpster in the middle of Yang Ling's nose beam: "Adult, you fell down the hole, there is no injury, how to knock the brain door?" 」

Yang Ling looked at him in a good mood, which was surprised to scream and kill constantly, and couldn't help but faint: "The Tatar did not retreat?"Why didn’t they attack the mountains, did our reinforcements arrive?”

Wu Hanchao took him by the hand and said, "Adult Hong Fuqitian, the message soldier went halfway to the day, and he encountered the soldiers and horses under the Du General, who was returning to Datong, and the Tart saw the adults fell into the hole, and also lost the strength to continue to attack the white mountain."Now we are fighting a war with the Jing Thousand!”

Yang Ling heard that it was a thousand generals, which was slightly reassured, there were at least a thousand soldiers under the thousand total, plus more than 300 people on the mountain, the number of people no longer lose, but I do not know how many cavalry of this thousand generals, if all the steps are, it is better to call him up the mountain earlier.Otherwise, step against the cavalry, the victory is a small victory, and the defeat is a big defeat.

Yang Ling looked back and saw that the red lady Cui Yinger had a single hand grip on the rope, and had been raised by Yang Hu.She was still a man's dress, but her hair was messy, her cheeks were faint, and the two pairs of wonderful eyes were just right with herself.Can't help but quickly look away, a step jumped on the hole, it seems to be timid, it is full of feminine taste.

Yang Hu rarely saw his wife showing such a gesture, and could not help but doubt it at first sight.He looked at Cui Yinger suspiciously, and then looked at Yang Ling, Yang Ling just for the survival of men and women without scruples, consciously conscience.So he looked at him calmly and turned to Wu Hanchao: “Go to the mountain pass to see how the war is going.”

Most of them were guarded at the mountain pass, followed by dozens of guards, and when they heard the adults speak, they hugged him to the side of the mountain, and Huo Wujun and a few horse thieves looked at each other and were interested in escaping.But there is only a dogfight, the horses are still left on the mountain pass, the mountain is everywhere soldiers, where can escape?

Although Cui Yinger knew that the situation in the hole was forced, he still felt a little ashamed of her husband, so when she came out of the hole, she was a little confused, and she had regained its calm, and she swept her hair.He said, “Yang Ling has something to say in the first place.Today, we will never do it, and the soldiers are not completely untrusted.I can trust this man!”

Yang Hu grunted with dissatisfaction, but really want to say go, he has no place to escape now, and now only believe that Yang Ling will keep his promise, the mountain under the battle is related to their life and death, several people also went to the mountain, looking at the flat place, looking down.

At this time, the mountain is starting a big war, Du people of this person, Yang Ling has not seen, but long known his big name, he has a thick back machete in his hand, weighing more than 60 pounds, is said to be the first vitrion of Daming, once in the battlefield a knife will run the horse into two halves, by the Tatar as the god of war.

Unfortunately, this god of war only pays attention to personal martial arts, never cares about any war strategy, meets the enemy, he is a leader, leading a nest of army to kill the past, although he is brave and uncast, a big knife will rise up, that is really a person to stop killing, Buddha to stop killing Buddha, God's martial arts is very much, but for the whole battle is useless, so the war is more and less.

However, the border army's personal worship of his land has reached the peak, many of them will be proud of him, and the chicken Ming County has made Min Wenjian originally a thousand chiefs, and the faction of the war is the same as him.

Now this Jing Qian total under the mountain is the righteous son of the Datong General Du madman, just thirty years old, the bloodthirsty son is like the father of the Du people, personally slaughtered the ground not a thousand, there are 800, by the three customs officers called the ghost king.Jing Qian always took pride in this, special banner on the one hand, the book "ghost king Jing" three big words, really strong ghost travel, life avoidance effect.

He arrived at this time, but for no reason.Yang Ling received the news that Do Yan Sanwei had set off to Datong, on the one hand to strengthen the city's reconnaissance of fine work and espionage, while the Taiyuan Wei commanded Zhang Yin to lead the army to the Golden Beach, at the same time because the main force of the Tarot has moved the mouth of the pot, ordered reinforcement of the army in the northern gate to return to Datong.

Jing Qian received the order to return to the army division, and the pass of Yang Ling sent to Datong News arrived, and at the sight of the soldiers, he immediately abandoned the saddle and hurriedly reported the news for support.

Jing Qian's words had not yet been heard, rushed to the horse, led the army out of the official road, slanted into the stabbed to kill the white mountain.There were only three hundred cavalry men in the ghost king's army, and the former army rushed to the white mountain, and the rear army was still miles away.

Jing Qian always did not talk about what left-wing rounding, right-wing copy, the main force to attack the middle road routine, led more than three hundred tourists to shout the wind like a wind into the enemy array, with a sharp air came to the charge strangulation, a big knife team to the periscussion, suddenly the blood and rain, the Tatar was killed by a surprise.

Yang Ling stood on the mountain, only to see a member of the black robe general bathing blood, behind the ground like a black cloud, the big knife in the palm of the hand raised high, cold light flash, there will be a roadblock of the Tatar was even a weapon with a knife chopped into two sections, followed by the knight behind him are also fierce to the extreme, the death of the battle, like crazy.

Yang Ling was moved and said, “This man is very brave, is he the Jing Qian under the commander-in-chief of Du?”

A Panzi responded: "It is the local adult, this person is the famous three-way ghost king!"

Wu Han said with great praise: "A knife and a person with weapons split in half, his hand's knife at least 50 pounds up and down, really a staffed!"

Yang Ling Guanshan under the war, the Tatar has no love for the heart, is gradually retreating, far away, there is a clear army helmet slanted run, the heart is loose, smile: "Well, this person rushed into the battle is indeed a fierce general, worthy of the ghost king, just do not know the battle plan, if there is a brave plan, then I am a blessing!"

Sora heard the report that the suspected Ming army important territory youth had fallen into the cave, although this mountain is not very high and more than a hundred feet, if it fell down all the physiological, he was satisfied, he was satisfied, he was eager to lead the army to retreat, did not guard against a Ming army will kill the coming, and do not say anything about the rules.

This is really a fist to kill the teacher Fu, Rao is the Tatar general led the battle, but the tired teacher, and was rushed into a mess, for a while can not form an effective counterattack, the two armies glued together, suddenly into a bitter battle.

The ghost king was a sergeant, the sword was waving in his hand, the head was flying, and the body fell down with a strong body.A Tatar saw from a distance, pulled out a stumbling rope and shook a few times, and peeped out and threw it out.

Jing Qian is chasing a broken weapon of the tirch, cold and undefeated stumbling horse legs, the horse suddenly fell down, next to a few Tatar machine can not be lost, immediately waved weapons to rush.

The thousand general reaction is very fast, the horse suddenly fell to the ground for a moment, his legs have been out of the stirrup, the legs on the horse's back, by the impulse and elasticity to jump up, the war horse suddenly fell to the ground, stirring up a snow, he also fell empty, a force to chop the mountain, strength and speed perfectly together, a sharp drink, long knife chop!

The front of the horse across the front of a tower across the eyes of the unstoppable lightning knife cut off, slid off the horse, this knife in the Jing thousands of thunder like a big drink, split the horse saddle, split the horse ridge, a pudomic Mongolian horse, was life to the waist cut into two, a blood light jumped, suddenly sprinkled him into a blur.

I saw this face, struted and wringed, the knife was turned, and the blade was like a windmill, and the blade was cut to a horse with a hoisted and hoarse horse...