Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang was taken aback, took a step back quickly, and said nervously, "Don't mess around!"

Huazheng still looked at him firmly, and said word by word: "I am your wife, born in the same bed, and died in the same acupuncture point!"

Fang Lang was amused in his heart, and said to himself that I haven't slept with you yet. He tried to find a way with the electric switch, but he heard a swishing sound behind him, and it turned out that the Mongolian had entered the room. Helpless, he could only say: "Quickly dodge!"

It was not the first day Huazheng had experienced war, so he quickly turned over to hide behind the horse. But his eyes were fixed on Fang Lang for a moment, but Fang Lang lifted his robe and withdrew a piece of cloth and waved it in his hand.

The arrows fell mercilessly, covering the sky like a heavy rain. The horse in front of Huazheng was covered with arrows in no time, and the horse fell down with a mournful cry. Huazheng dodged aside, but saw that the cloth in Fang Lang's hand was riddled with holes. He seemed to be fine, so he was relieved.

Zamuhe saw two people from a distance. Seeing that they hadn't escaped, and Fang Lang was so stupid that he didn't even cut off the bridge, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Attack."

Unexpectedly, her order was too rough, and the soldiers immediately began to shoot arrows after hearing the order. Zamuhe was taken aback, if the two of them died, Temujin would definitely not send troops. He wants to keep Temujin's daughter to be humiliated, and his son-in-law will be his cow and horse. Even if Temujin can't send troops like this, it will ruin his reputation.

As soon as he saw the soldiers shooting arrows, he yelled, "Idiot I want to get it!"

Only then did the soldiers take notice, and immediately a Mongolian soldier drew out his scimitar and charged towards the bridge.

After a round of arrows passed, Fang Lang turned his head and glanced at Huazheng. At this time, the Mongolian soldiers had already rushed to the wooden bridge and came galloping on iron cavalry, carrying a gust of wind. Fang Lang didn't even think about it, and quickly slapped forward to joke that the two Mongolian knights in the front were attacked by his palm, and they were disabled. But this did not stop the progress of the Mongols at all, and more fierce fighters rushed over. Fang Lang had already dodged a Mongolian warrior's scimitar. Although he was bloated and didn't take advantage of it, he still had some upper hand.

At this time, his six-fold acceleration had been fully utilized, and the surrounding scenery slowed down a lot in an instant. Fang Lang hacked and slashed, and more than a dozen people fell into the water in a short while.

Looking at it from a distance, Zamuhe couldn't help but widen his eyes. With so many people besieging him alone, Fang Lang was able to block the bridge. Is there any reason for this? He vaguely remembered that there used to be a hero in the Central Plains, and he once blocked thousands of troops by himself.

Lin Zihu of the Southern Tang Dynasty resisted 100,000 Song troops by himself, ensuring the retreat of the rear troops.

Thinking of this, Zamuhe couldn't help swallowing, thinking that there are still many heroes in the Central Plains. He hurriedly said: "Hurry up, go from both sides!"

Immediately, some soldiers started to prepare driftwood and the like, planning to cross the river. As soon as Fang Lang changed to kill, he paid attention to the movement of the river bank for a hundred years. But seeing the Mongolian soldiers running into the river like dumplings, I couldn't help feeling anxious. Now he can guarantee that Mongolian soldiers will not cross the river, but there will be problems later.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to hesitate, he pushed back the two Mongolian soldiers with one palm, snatched their bows and arrows and bent his bow in his hand. With a click, the bow and arrow were broken with too much force. Fang Lang gave a wry smile in his heart, and simply threw the scimitar as a bow and arrow. This time it was really effective, the machete broke through the driftwood in an instant, and the figures of several Mongolian soldiers fell into the river.

Fang Lang was overjoyed. The river was fast-moving, and Mongolian soldiers had different water characteristics. Even if there is backwater, if you want to come here, you can’t do without driftwood! Thinking of this, he quickly dodged the scimitars of the other two and threw it out.

The soldiers on the bridge here couldn't get through at all, and the driftwood of the taxis crossing the river in the south was cut off all the time, and Zamuhe became more and more anxious when he saw it. He still doesn't know if Temujin will come. If he does come, it's okay. If he doesn't come, wouldn't it be more chance for Hua Zheng and Fang Lang to commit suicide?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said, "Kill the man first!"

With one order, all arrows were fired. The most unlucky thing was that halfway through the river it was hot, and these bows and arrows flew over love without any accuracy, and many bows and arrows shot their own people. The number of driftwood here is limited, and a lot of wood floated into the river. Hearing the sound here, Fang Lang grabbed the clothes of a Mongolian soldier and rejected them. In just a moment, the Mengu soldier became a hedgehog.

Seeing how brave he was, Jamuhe couldn't help feeling guilty. However, the more so, he promised to kill Fang Lang and hurriedly said: "Idiot, shoot arrows from both sides!"

Soldiers on both wings outflanked them, and when they reached Fang Lang's side, they began to shoot arrows. However, no matter from that angle, their arrows seemed to avoid Fang Lang, but they couldn't hit him. Several times, the Mongolian soldiers also felt a little guilty. At this time, hundreds of corpses had piled up in front of Fang Lang, not to mention those that fell into the water. As he walked, he turned into a battle, the body had been poisoned to death by the bridgehead, and he was really elevated a bit.

Zhamuhe watched him kill more and more, and the more he killed, the more brave he became, his face became extremely ugly. However, as long as he is allowed to cross the river, all problems will be gone. This strategy, even if it is a sacrifice, will succeed!

Boom boom boom! The sound of horseshoes sounded again, before Zamuhe's people got over, suddenly a group of people came out from the side. Here comes the drag!

Fang Lang, the person who towed the mine, left and went across the Nalan River. He was walking in the direction Fang Lang was escaping from, but the grassland was too big, and they missed it. Tuo Lei looked around and couldn't see anyone, so he could only come back temporarily to see if Fang Lang had any results, not wanting to meet those people who broke the bridge halfway. If Tuo Leiying's sister was saved, she would die if she was not excited, and she would kill these people and bring them back.

He only has less than 4,000 people, but Zamuhe's people are comparable to him. he totally

They brought 20,000 people, and distributed 7,000 on the way. Later, nearly four to five thousand people were abandoned, and now only Liu Qianren is still alive. Fang Lang chased and killed Fang Lang just now, and Fang Lang killed nearly six or seven hundred people on the bridge.

Now, Zamuhe was quite busy, and when he saw Tuo Lei approaching, his first thought was to run. So he ran away, leaving behind more than 6,000 soldiers. There were many soldiers fleeing, and Tuo Lei didn't know where Zamuhe was, so he just rushed to kill him. If he could turn his head and look at Fang Lang at this time, it would be a great achievement. Because Fang Lang was desperately pointing in the direction of Zamuhe, but Tuo Lei didn't even look at it.

The joining of the dragged people turned the whole battle situation around, and the people who had been killed by Fang Lang, Zamuhe, who had lost the fighting one, began to focus on running for their lives. ..