The neck buckle may be due to negligence, but the white neck is not exposed. If you look down here, you may see the couple that make people dream about the mountains and peaks. Two young women kneeling beside her wearing tight Mongolian robes are also quite pleasant. Her shoulders and legs are tapping gently.
This woman is lazy and leans against the car wall. Two slender gentlemen are straight, and a pair of slender feet stand opposite a big man’s broad chest. The fist of the maid who beats her legs is not light or heavy. It seems that she is sleepy. Even if she shouts and kills outside or the traffic bumps, it can’t affect her drowsiness. The cherry mouth is slightly open. As the two female fists gently fall, she gives out bursts of hum.
That sound is not so much about enjoying a massage as that when men and women are having a good time, people can’t help but feel excited after listening to it. The only man in the carriage is about forty years old, and his arms are as thick as small trees. A gentle twist is enough to hang a wolf, sweat and throw a machete, and even if you throw it through the scabbard, you can smell the blood on it.
This man looks ugly as if he had come from hell to fix evil spirits, but his eyes are full of attachment and greed. The taste of two barefoot pink impatiens juice pierces this big fellow’s nose and makes him breathe more and more rapidly.
It seems that the strength of the maid’s fist is a little bigger, and the female’s voice is a little louder. This sound is simply that when a woman flies to the peak, she will make that sound. Her feet seem to be stimulated by this and slip down her chest and go straight to this big fellow Sun.
That Han couldn’t resist this kind of stimulation any longer. He reached out like a cattail leaf fan and caught the woman’s feet sticking out her tongue, greedily licking her thick nostrils and spouting jade fire.
"yuck!" The woman opened her eyes, lightly chastising and pettish her feet. That Han is comparable to the iron tongs, but she couldn’t catch the tender feet. "I’m still sweating and mourning. How dare you be so reasonable to me?" Can you be a blood brother with him and not be afraid that his ghost will come to you? "
The woman came to scold her with a stern look, but here she smiled and charmed. The big fellow was really annoyed. At this time, she made sure that the other party was having fun with herself, laughing and laughing.
"I’m beautiful, but I can stay away from you in front of your beauty. Stupid Utel is not qualified to have you. I’m the only hero who deserves you. I was able to cut my blood brother’s throat. Even if his ghost comes to provoke me, I will send him back to the eternal life again. Look at me. You are loyal to Mo Rigen. He is a real man who doesn’t like women every day. But thanks to you, he hasn’t touched a woman for more than ten days. Please don’t tease me again. Give me again! If you can give it to me again, I’d like you to pieces. "
He said, fit to pounce on the woman, but the female lotus foot fiercely stretched out against his chest and gently shook his head. "Don’t be ridiculous … someone is coming."
At losing, the captain of the Mo Rigen guard grabbed the machete around him and growled, "Which reckless cub broke the good thing of great Mo Rigen? I don’t care who it is, I will cut off his head with a knife and then his wife will not be able to do it. "
Just then, a few fast horses came over, and several troops officers reported back to Kedun through the curtain cage that the front-line war situation was named Mo Rigen, and the big man roared.
"You also have the face to say Batulu? Thousands of people can’t be trapped by dozens of Han slaves riding horses. You are even worse than your own women. Dozens of people don’t have any oil and water. There is no need to make more money, food, animals and women with them first. If you dare to come back, let me know and I will teach you how to fight. "
The beautiful woman listened to several departments and told her that her face was lazy and charming, but the fox’s eyes released two clear lights. She seemed to be contemplating something and suddenly asked, "Is this a royal Qinbing escort in the capital?" Does anyone see who the other leader is? "
"It’s a young Hannu with a precious sword in his hand. The body armor is very strong. We shot him with an arrow, but we failed to shoot him off the horse."
The woman listened to the return; Suddenly, I reached out and pulled out a makeup box and wrote Chinese characters in it. I read it several times in my hand and told him "Don’t let them get away from those dozens of Han people."
"There are dozens of them in Kedun and there is no oil and water. There are many villages near here with a lot of food and white women like lambs."
Mongolians are a tribal alliance, and the constraint of power combination is not very strong. Their purpose of marching is to plunder materials and prepare for the coming winter. Compared with dozens of deputy armed soldiers or villagers, it is better to deal with it and gain more. A leading soldier can’t help but try to persuade Kedun to give up the plan.
"oh? I command you. Do you want to refuse? Mo Rigen is at your disposal. "
The leader of the leading troops seemed to want to retreat first, but it was too late. In a big drink, the thick man rushed out of the car like a shell, and the leader of the leading troops had hugged him and threw his horse before he evaded it.
More than a few officers hurriedly pleaded with the car, "Haretou didn’t mean to resist the order. Please forgive him for his recklessness! He is a mouth … "
The car girl said lazily, "It’s late, Mo Rigen. You know Halletu now. I think he’s dead. Please remember to say it earlier."
Mo Rigen had already got up and flapped his hands proudly on his chest, and the neck bone of the officer named Halletu was broken and his head was tilted to one side at an incredible angle.
"I don’t need to repeat the order now. Go!"
"Follow orders!"
Grassland will always be strong. This kind of arbitrary and murderous grassland represents the highest absolute power. Several soldiers shouted and tried their best to recover all the departments from the mountains.
Mo Rigen don’t understand turn head to ask "what? What dozens of slaves are more important than those cattle, sheep and treasures? You know, if we’re late, mean Bodie and his department will take everything and leave us nothing. "
The female captivating smile jade hand Mo Rigen face gently stroked the eyes is full of admiration attachment "strong Mo Rigen my hero what even you doubt me? I know this man, and I have a bit of a problem here. I want him to settle the account, and besides, this man is worth all the treasure we got. "
She pointed to the makeup box. "He is their important person. Think about it. When we enter the Great Wall, you should know that these people can catch this person. Take your guard to bring him to me."
The most elite troops in Kedun, the best equipped and most powerful in the whole tribe, led by 300 cavalry Mo Rigen, pierced the night like a black spear and followed Yang Chengzu and his department.
Chapter six hundred and twenty Reinforcements Pig teammates
When the sun rises again, Yang Chengzu has less than 30 guards around him, and everyone is injured. As expected, these Mongols have not given up. Instead, they want to go crazy and stare at their small army. At midnight, thanks to these well-equipped guards, they are first-class elites, but with the gradual compression of the encirclement, there is not much left for them to move around.
There are thousands of Mongolian soldiers besieging them. This pursuer has given up plunder and no longer pursued Zhang Yong and others, but pursued Yang Chengzu with his mind. This line can guarantee Yong Chunan, but the pressure on Yang Chengzu’s side has changed from a huge battle, and the development has completely deviated from his expected track.
There is also an elite cavalry that is different from ordinary Mongolian soldiers. Most of the members are qualified to be called "Zhe Bie" sharpshooters in the tribe. The bow and arrow are also genuine. The arrow can penetrate armor and wear robes. Those animals’ teeth or stone arrows are different. Yang Chengzu’s guards will be shot in heavy armor.
As the sky shines, the war situation becomes more and more obvious. Mongolian cavalry can’t see the end like wheat waves. Mongolian cavalry can be seen everywhere. They are yelling. These guards have clenched their teeth without saying a word. Many people around Yang Chengzu have lost their strength and can’t even launch a charge. They can lead the horse to restore horsepower.
There are many short trees and thorns on this hill, which is not conducive to the galloping of horses. It is a place where we can barely rest, but everyone knows the dangers around us and can’t organize a decent defense line. The only way to make the Mongols charge is to keep changing positions to avoid the Mongols’ confrontation.
Yang Chengzu looked at the direction of the capital. Although he couldn’t see the shadow of the city wall, at least the Mongols had already entered the capital city area. At midnight, the capital troops should complete the settlement of the capital camp. Whether or not they could expel the thousands of Mongolian cavalry, it should not be a problem. The only way to live now is for the capital camp to arrive before this small army was annihilated.
A few sniper’s arrows hit Yang Chengzu almost consciously flicker to avoid his shoulder. An arrow still hit his shoulder. It was blocked by rhinoceros and didn’t hurt the meat. Dozens of cavalry have rushed towards this side. At the same time, there are people yelling at their companions.
"Kill it!" Yang Chengzu jumped onto the mount and rushed directly towards the other side. Two teams bumped into each other. People from both sides fell from the horse. After Yang Chengzu rushed over, he didn’t look back or count the number of people, but urged the horse to continue to run forward.
A guard shouted, "Tishuai Mongols are in a mess. It seems that there are reinforcements!" See XieCiLi dust head is big, it seems that there are two men killed fighting reinforcements?
Yang Chengzu took the remnants and shouted and drank them to kill them there. At this moment, almost everyone thought that they were saved, but when they arrived nearby, everyone’s heart was cold. That difficult Mongolian elite soldier was fighting with a hundred-man riding team, wearing a hundred birds at the phoenix and a tight red arrow sleeve. Guo Jiujie was waving a carbine to take the lead in killing the army, and the so-called way was actually this group of pig teammates.
Guo Jiujie, the cavalry of this team is from Wuding Houfu, who is a bodyguard, and is an elite foot soldier in the three camps. The horse equipment is also carefully selected, and the fighting power is not comparable to that of Mongols. However, when they meet this cavalry, they are also surprisingly fierce and collide with the Guo family guards, and they didn’t take any advantage, causing similar casualties to each other.
Mo Rigen didn’t expect to meet such a soldier who can fight cavalry and guard himself. Every one of them is a grassland hero, and these soldiers have suffered such a great loss. These soldiers are the guarantee of his status in the whole tribe, and they are rich. This kind of casualties also makes him ache.
Seeing that the leader of the other party is a young Han Chinese, although his riding skills are acceptable, his martial arts are not as high as his strength. He urged his horse to rush straight to Mount Tai and headed for Guo Jiujie to kill him, hoping to end the conflict in a beheading way.
"kill!" A government guard XieCiLi was greeted by a pike shaking up several guns in his hand. Mo Rigen’s machete in his hand simply ignored these tricks. The unreasonable way was hard to cut off the guard pike and landed in a light sound. He hardly changed his tactics to avoid sweating. The machete had swept his neck and landed on his head.
These government guards are also coming out of the sea of dead mountains and blood. It is cruel to see that the opponent’s weight is a basic ability. At first glance, it will be known that this Tatar is even the kind of grassland that can’t be dealt with by himself alone.
At the scene, Hegen didn’t have a middle force to surround and kill him. Everyone rationally chose to avoid the war, but Guo Jiujie didn’t have this kind of self-restraint and kept the unbeaten record of the famous martial artists in the capital. Miss Guo Jiu always believed that her natural enemy, Mo Rigen, was brave and didn’t make her feel scared. Instead, she shouted and rushed with a gun, "The dog is coming!"
A jiao drank three long guns and stabbed two Guo Jiujie’s close-fitting female guards almost at the same time. The martial arts are real. Even the so-called first-class masters in Jianghu have not seen the fact that they are two female guards.
"woman?" Mo Rigen has heard from the sound that these three women covered in blood are not men but women, and there is a flash of excitement in their eyes. The classical ladies with weak willows and strong winds are not loved by men, and those who can get a hard bow are really good women.
The machete in his hand dialed at random and flew out with three pike. Then he stretched out his djinn-like hand and grabbed this woman and slept with her! This is Mo Rigen’s only thought.
Guo Jiujie didn’t want to forget how to block and avoid being caught by this hand when she was scared again, but she saw the big fellow barking across the street and behind him came the horseshoe and the man yelling, "I didn’t let you go to Beijing. What’s wrong with this?" Let’s go I asked you to give it away. Where did you send it to me? "
Yang Chengzu threw the hand slave to one side and shouted at Guo Jiujie, who had just died. Guo Jiujie did not pick up his pike, but took out his waist sword and responded greatly.
"I gave it to my women to ensure that it can be sent to the place. How can you be so loyal to yourself? Can I open Miss Guo Jiu to do that? Miss, I brought someone to help you get out! "
"Nonsense!" Yang Chengzu bitterly scolded Guo Jiujie this time, but instead let his troops suffer from the Mongolian elite again. The troops were reduced by nearly half, and even if Guo Jiujie brought more than 50 troops, the situation was actually no better than before.
See the enemy will form a camp again. He took Guo Jiujie’s reins and led the team to the XieCiLi. The giant bear also climbed up from the ground like Mo Rigen, and put his crossbow in his chest. Although he broke through the outer armor, the innermost leather armor finally blocked the arrow and held his breath. He dragged the arrow out and threw it at the ground. "Whoever caught the woman who stabbed me with a gun will give him ten sheep!" Such a delicious woman must catch her! That leg and that chest … If anyone dares to attack me, I will kill his family and chase him for me! "
Chapter six hundred and twenty-one Trapped Beijing
These dozens of cavalry beaten soldiers fled all the way and smashed two teams of Mongols in a row. There were less than thirty women guards of Guo Jiujie, and one of them was shot by an arrow and threw the woman away. The woman was skilled and not injured, but she couldn’t walk fast away from the horse. She said to Guo Jiujie, "Miss Jiu, my parents and brothers are waiting for you!" Dragging a dagger through his throat!
Guo Jiujie reached out and tried to pull this female soldier to her horse. I didn’t want to kill myself when I grew up with myself. I wiped my face and grabbed a pike and screamed, "Asshole Tatar’s aunt is fighting with you!"
The bridle was grabbed by Yang Chengzu. "It’s your business to go back and die, but I don’t want her to die in vain! You are familiar with geography faster than us. If you want to find a place to keep it, everyone will die! "
Guo Jiujie glared at him and seemed to want to hit him by the hand, but after watching the pursuers make smoke all over the sky by fighters from far and near, she swallowed. "Come with me. I know there is a village near here that is my grange, but I estimate that everyone has run away, even no one is left."
These people sold their lives to the main family, Han guards, and unlike these Mongols, they sought to survive the coming severe winter by fighting and looting. The population of grassland can’t live in the Han Dynasty. Compared with the figures of Ding Zhuang, it is a fact that the status of a tribe rises and falls in the whole alliance. The Mongolian army actually pays more attention to life than the military.
The thousand-person scale method can cover the whole battlefield by riding back and forth with strong maneuverability. Once the army is found to be moving in which direction, some troops will fight, and then the big troops will flank and kill from the rear.
Seeing that this team is already alone, the Mongols will try their best to avoid fighting to death. Instead, they will use hunting tactics to drive the army’s bows and arrows like sheep and weaken the army’s strength, and strive to minimize casualties. It is precisely because of this tactical choice that this small team rushed to pull the village at the cost of nearly half of their lives.
The village residents did not flee, but closed the gate tightly. It seemed that they hoped that the high wall and thick door would stop the pace of the Mongols. When Guo Jiujie reported her name, the old villagers ordered the goalkeeper and his party to let them in.
Yang Chengzu casually glanced at the Zhuang wall and saw dozens of young people with various farm tools in their hands. There are probably less than ten weapons and two or three soft bows. If it is against a small group of horses, it may be enough for the Mongolian army to fight against the roots.
Enthusiastic village leaders let them go to the biggest house in the village, and some guards sent hot water and hot meals, and some people set out to prepare good wine. These arrangements gave people the illusion that they were out of danger, as if it was really safe here.
Yang Chengzu wiped his forehead and stared at Guo Jiujie. "What’s wrong with you? I finally ran out. Why did you come back to die? This time, even you can’t get out. "
"I miss guo nine most handout spirit can’t lose friends, even death is the same" guo nine elder sister stared back without weakness "besides, miss this are you still afraid of no reinforcements? We can’t attack the Beijing camp with these thousands of Tatars. When help comes, let’s go out and kill all these dogs! "
Until now, Guo Jiujie Yang Chengzu suffered from riding, but there were only about a thousand people. They also decided that this time, there were so many troops of this size, no matter how exhausted Beijing camp was, they could always eat. If they persisted, they would surely win.
However, if some of them can observe in the middle, they will find that both their small troops and the thousands of people riding are just a drop in the ocean. Since Gubeikou, Huairou, Shunyi, Yanqing and Wanping are burning with bonfires everywhere, and people are crying and screaming everywhere. Mongolian fighters have traveled all over the surrounding villages of Gyeonggi, igniting the flames and making pieces of rubble.
Tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry, the long-lost land of the Central Plains, seem to have found the glory of the past. The horses galloped with machetes and waved flowers, and the world was beautiful and beautiful. All this became their own demands. These soldiers and generals laughed and chopped down the man who stopped the horse, and the Chinese woman who was in the arms, fondled the woman who was in front of the horse and the cattle and sheep who were behind the horse.
Outside the capital city, there is a jinding royal tent, and the co-owner of the Mongolian Khan grassland, Bodizhi, looked at several leaders around him and clapped and laughed.