Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 773 Find your own daughter by yourself (five more)

Luo Fengtang held the kettle in his hand, and the joints were pale and distinct.

In the bottom of his eyes, raging anger flashed.

As early as when he took the vanguard team into Sazaozhuang and saw a large number of enemies pouring out from all directions.

He understood in his heart.

I also realized this time.

It's him, it's him who implicates the brothers!

Luo Fengtang's chest was filled with anger and guilt, but he still filled the mouth of the Water King's Mausoleum.

"The reinforcements will definitely come, everyone must hold on, as long as the reinforcements arrive, we will be able to go back alive!"

He said solemnly.

Don't give up until the last minute!

Wang Ling shook his head and stopped drinking the water.

He looked at Luo Fengtang, "Take us, you can't get away, before the enemy finds this place, hurry up!"

"Qing'er is still waiting for you...cough cough..."

Hearing the girl's familiar name, Luo Fengtang's whole heart twitched violently.

Her smile could not help but float in front of her eyes...

He said that he would always accompany her, protect her, and prevent her from being bullied.

Is he going to break his promise?

For a moment of daze, the arm was held by Wang Ling again.

He looked at Luo Fengtang with an almost pleading look: "I'm afraid I'm going to die, I beg you for one thing..."

"If you can go out alive, please, help me find my daughter, and in the next life, I will repay you..."

"No!"

Luo Fengtang let out a low roar, and his eyes were red.

"Brother Wang, you must hold on, your daughter, find it yourself!" he said.

Wang Ling grinned, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Just at this moment, there was another messy footstep outside the earth kiln.

"There's an earthen kiln over there, go look there, I don't believe they can fly!"

There was a sound of shouting and shouting from outside, and then there was the sound of the blade cutting across the stone and the sound of thatch branches being ignited.

Luo Fengtang's heart sank suddenly.

The enemy has come.

He put Wang Ling back, picked up the knife head on the ground and rushed out without looking back...

The moon was once again obscured by black clouds, and outside the earthen kiln, rows of torches illuminated this piece as bright as day.

Thousands of enemy troops, black and dark, pressed toward the earth kiln like a tide.

Luo Fengtang took a deep breath.

The fingers holding the handle of the knife tightened and tightened.

The body, however, stood like a rock at the mouth of the earthen kiln, standing still.

The silver armor has long been stained red with blood.

The ink was loose, dancing wildly in the night wind.

The chilling cold air was continuously released from his body.

The deep and dark eyes swept across the slowly pressing army in front of him, and every enemy army that met his line of sight was shocked.

It seems that this person standing at the mouth of the kiln is not a person, but a Shura who climbed up from hell!

When the army of several hundred people came to the front, no one dared to go forward.

The army on the opposite side suddenly parted ways, and a general sitting high on a horse came to the front.

Seeing Luo Fengtang standing at the mouth of the kiln with a knife, he sneered.

"Why should one person be brave enough to be a hundred men? Hurry up and grab your hands, hand over your brothers, and I will give you a whole corpse!"

Luo Fengtang didn't say a word.

Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the dark cave entrance behind him.

He was the head of the army, and inside were his brothers.

As long as he still has a breath, he will delay for a moment for them.

"Don't think about it, your general Zhu has already pulled out of the camp and returned to the city. Even if you wait until you die, you can't wait for reinforcements!"

The other general said again.

Luo Fengtang turned her head, and her expression was so cold that she didn't have a trace of human warmth.

"Stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

He let out a low roar, raised the steel knife in his hand, and rushed into the enemy's camp like a silver whirlwind.

The steel knife slashed through the dazzling sparks on the ground, shooting everywhere.

He broke into the enemy army with one knife and one knife, and the knife fell, and the head rolled to the ground.

Warm blood rushed out of the enemy's neck.

splashed all over his face.

He roared, entering and exiting several times in the chaotic army.

The steel knife in his hand danced tightly.

There was mourning all around, and corpses lay all over the place.

In the end, he was red-eyed from the killing, and his body was dripping with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

I don't care about anything, there is only one belief in my mind.

He cannot die, he has to go out alive.

Qing'er is still waiting for him!

"kill!!!"

That roar shook the ground.

His whole person looks like a madman, and the drills in the military camp have long been forgotten.

Waving a steel knife at this moment, he is relying on the most primitive instinct to kill.

It looks like a madman, like a ghost that climbed up from hell, and like a machine that specializes in harvesting lives.

The surrounding enemy troops were shocked and began to evade.

At this moment, the enemy general who had been sitting high on the horse's back suddenly turned upside down.

A long knife in his hand slashed towards Luo Fengtang's back heart.

At this moment, Luo Fengtang was surrounded by a dozen or so enemy troops and could not be distracted.

Until he noticed something was wrong and turned to avoid it.

'hiss! '

The long knife stabbed into his back and out through his armpit.

Pull it out again, and the blood column shoots out.

"Uh!"

Luo Fengtang groaned, the steel knife fell to the ground, and the whole person was shaky.

Seeing this, the surrounding enemy forces encircled and suppressed them again.

Countless steel knives slashed at Luo Fengtang from all directions like raindrops, as if they were going to chop him into flesh...

In the bottom of his eyes, there is a flashing sword light.

In his ears, there was a whistling scream.

In front of him is a ferocious and brutal face...

Luo Fengtang shook her head, and the corner of her lips evoked a despairing smile.

Cher, I'm sorry.

This time, I'm going to break my promise...

All the steel knives fell overwhelmingly.

The blade cut through his exposed skin.

He stood under the night sky, stood still, and slowly closed his eyes...

Sir, I would rather die standing than live on my knees!

18 years later, another hero!

however--

The expected feeling of the knife piercing the heart did not happen as expected.

In his ears, there was a scream of pain after another.

There was a panic among the enemy troops.

what's the situation?

He opened his eyes slightly.

At this time, the moon came out from behind the clouds again, illuminating it all as bright as day.

Not far away, he saw a horse galloping towards him with the hurried sound of hooves from far to near.

rushed into the enemy.

Ma Erlu rushed towards him, and there was clearly no one sitting on the horse's back.

However, wherever the horse went, the enemy troops were all killed and wounded, wailing everywhere.

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

The bottom of the eye, the bottom of the silent eye, once again ignited a glimmer of light.

"Everyone be careful, people are under the horse's belly!"

The enemy leader roared.

Only then did Luo Fengtang notice a petite figure hanging upside down under the horse's belly.

Her legs were firmly hooked to the saddles on either side, holding the horse's hind legs in one hand and a steel knife in the other.

Just go all the way to kill...

Sunny?

Luo Fengtang was shocked!

At this time, the enemy discovered where she was hiding, and all the steel knives and spears stabbed under the horse's belly.

"Be careful, Qing'er!"

Luo Fengtang roared over there.

Day and night without a grain of rice, the body's strength has long been exhausted.

But at this moment, he leaned over and picked up the steel knife on the ground, and his strength returned in an instant.

He was about to rush over to save her when, at this moment,

She had emerged from the belly of the horse.

The toes moved a little on the back of the galloping horse, and the body rose up with strength, as light as a gust of wind.

When he came back to his senses, a warm and soft feeling came from his back.

Amidst the overwhelming bloody smell, a wisp of the unique scent of gardenias drifted into his nostrils.

(End of this chapter)