Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 380 Final Victory

Cheng Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and ducked when the opponent stabbed him. Seeing the hidden weapon coming at him again, he pulled the reins and turned sideways, sliding directly to the other side of the horse. He immediately slapped the horse's belly and ran out a few steps.

The long whip was quickly swung backwards with the force of thunder.

The prairie warrior tightened the reins and raised his front hooves with a high neigh. He dodged Cheng Xiaoxiao's thunderous strike, but did not dodge the sudden tip of her sword, which instantly scratched his arm.

Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled like an aunt, as if she was determined to win. The other party saw the malicious smile on her face and was very angry.

He thought that the strength of the two sides was not far apart, and with his long-lasting endurance and perseverance, he would defeat the little girl. Unexpectedly, he was the first to be injured.

"Jisi!"

What the hell?

Chicken shit!

"I still have eight teeth!" It's really off-putting.

I'll beat you to death.

After a while, the prairie warriors gradually fell behind.

His physical strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he noticed something strange in his body, but he didn't know it was the other party's fault, so he still tried his best to fight.

As everyone knows, the greater the strength exerted, the faster the body loses strength.

Soon, Cheng Xiaoxiao took advantage of a wrong prediction and wrapped a whip around the opponent's neck, pulling him off his horse.

There was a thud and dust flew up.

Cheng Xiaoxiao spurred his horse, lifted the reins, rode forward, and shouted softly, "Drive!"

The horse started running, dragging the opponent with long scratches, and there was no possibility of getting on the horse again.

The opponent protected his neck with one hand and waved a scimitar with the other hand, trying to cut off the long whip wrapped around his neck, but the dagger thrown by Cheng Xiaoxiao penetrated the back of his hand. The scimitar fell, and the prairie warrior screamed in pain.

Seeing that he had no horses and no weapons, he became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled cruelly, turned around and dragged the man into our camp. When the soldiers saw the heroine dragging a living prairie man into their sight, the hatred in their hearts grew. They all pulled out their weapons and stared at Scarlet Red.

His eyes were ready.

The original warrior, who only relied on his hands and feet, was no match for everyone. Soon, the soldiers who were full of hatred were torn into pieces. It was so miserable that they died in silence.

The leader of the grassland began to be afraid of the ferocity of the Aiqi people and the cruelty of the little girl.

Then he saw the other party charging straight towards him and shouted loudly, "Stop her quickly, stop her quickly."

snort!

Let’s see who can still save you!

Cheng Xiaoxiao's combat prowess and achievements gave the soldiers hope of victory, and inspired their bloody instincts and survival instincts, vowing to fight a bloody path.

Wave after wave of people broke through, and countless streams of blood spurted out.

Some are roaring, some are wailing!

Frightened horses neighed, heads of people on horseback rolled to the ground, headless corpses fell to the ground, and blood seeped out like pulp and smeared on the snow at dusk.

Although they suffered heavy casualties, they quickly regained their strength and launched another wave of attacks, fearlessly.

The fight between the enemy and us on the field lacked too many bells and whistles, and most of them were simple chopping and assassination actions. However, once the fight took place, the gap between the enemy and ourselves was discovered.

Their strength was not comparable to that of the prairie soldiers, and they could only have a slight advantage in speed.

This is the most intuitive feeling of a recruit who has only been trained for three months.

A prairie soldier holding a scimitar rushed over, and with a move, he knocked the sword out of the recruit's hand. With a loud shout, the scimitar struck his head.

At that moment, the recruit closed his eyes, but he had no regrets in his heart. The man died on the battlefield, and it was considered a worthy death, so what's the problem!

There was a "clang" sound.

The recruit looked stunned, opened his eyes, and saw a long sword appearing above him. The scimitar that hit the top of his head hit the blade, and he was stunned to pierce the scimitar that struck straight down. They both fell to the ground.

He made a deep scratch and inserted it.

He looked up and saw that it was the heroine who had saved him.

Under his admiring gaze, the heroine ran away without even giving him a look.

Despite this, he was still filled with pride, picked up his weapons, and went back to killing.

How can a good man be so much worse than a woman? He must work hard to become stronger and fight his way through the world.

Without the protection of the prairie warriors, the leader of the Qianglian tribe was defeated by the remaining cavalrymen Cheng Xiaoxiao in a few rounds.

She unleashed her inner strength and struck out with a palm, knocking the grassland leader off his horse. Immediately afterwards, her feet clicked, she rose into the air, landed firmly, and stepped on the grassland leader's chest and abdomen.

"Xia Xia, spare your life, what do you want...what..."

The cold sword edge between his neck made the leader of the grassland feel paralyzed.

He spoke in a bad way and replied in a shaky voice.

However, Cheng Xiaoxiao is an extremely impatient and hasty worker.

I don’t want to listen to his nonsense. This famous saying that villains die by talking too much applies to any situation.

As the strength of his legs increased, he could clearly hear the cracking sound of his ribs breaking, which made the other person scream in pain and forget what he wanted to say.

Immediately, a sword was thrust between the throat dragon of the leader of the grassland, and blood spurted out!

"You dare."

The leader of the grassland covered his neck, blood flowed from his fingers, and he lost his breath for a few breaths. He never thought about it until he died. It was obvious that he was fully prepared for this battle, that his prairie cavalry was invincible, and that these people had become

The ants waiting to be killed.

Why was he the one who lost and died? He was unwilling to accept the title he had worked so hard to obtain and finally became the leader. How could he die in such humiliation? Die!

"What are you afraid of, grandma? Don't be a human next time you are reincarnated. A beast is more suitable for you."

Cheng Xiaoxiao sneered coldly, turned around and continued to harvest heads, and shouted loudly, "Your leader is dead, put down your weapons and surrender, and I will spare your life."

System: Did the host forget something? Does it want to remind it?

When Cheng Xiaoxiao shouted for the third time, the system finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Host, can those prairie soldiers understand the Aiqi language you shout?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao choked.

Mudd!

On a whim, I forgot about this.

Can we turn back time?

She wanted to go back five minutes.

She was too embarrassed to look up at Vice General Lin and others. They must have thought she was a big fool.

"Qiqi, you are not honest, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I see the host is having a great time."

"I'm not just learning." She should just kill the enemy honestly!

Pretending to be cool or something like that, you’re not cool enough, it’s embarrassing!

The prairie soldiers didn't understand Cheng Xiaoxiao's words, but they guessed a thing or two, and then went to look for their leader, but he had disappeared.

The sharp-eyed people panicked when they saw the leader's body. They shouted something loudly, but they no longer had the will to fight. In the end, the prairie soldiers chose to flee.

Well, Cheng Xiaoxiao is not idle either. He can kill as many as he can.

If she hadn't rushed to save people, she could have chased them to the grassland and killed them all.

The system sighed: Tsk! Its host is becoming more and more bloody and violent.

The barbarians on the grassland fled, and everyone sighed with relief. The final victory belonged to them who were brave and fearless.

(End of chapter)