Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 572: The Tribulation of the Golden Hairpin
On the left, Lei Tai had led his men to attack Cao Jin, and they were fighting in a melee with his own soldiers. The pressure on Niu Jizong and others was greatly reduced, and they turned from defense to attack, beating the rebels back steadily.

On the other side, Kongxing led people to rush towards Jingyun Gate, shouting loudly, and the Zen staff danced into a ball of black light, killing and flying the rebels who were blocking the way. Seeing that Han Qi was defeated, he was about to be killed by Cao Xiong. Down.

Because he yelled: "The traitor will see his move!" With a wave of his hand, the Zen stick made of iron and water was like an arrow off the string, and it shot straight towards Cao Xiong's back.

"General, be careful!" Cao Xiong's soldiers were frightened out of their wits and hurriedly warned.

Cao Xiong heard the strong wind behind him, and he hurriedly returned his gun to block without taking Han Qi's life.

clang! There was a muffled sound, and the gun head barely swung away from the crescent shovel head.

Cao Xiong felt that his palms were numb and the barrel of the gun was shaking. He could hardly control it. He was shocked in his heart. What a powerful force!
Turning around suddenly, he saw a tall bald general, striding up to him, holding the end of the Zen staff, twisting his body like a top, the Zen staff was like a ribbon on a dancing girl, lightly wrapped around his body, whistling. The sound broke through the air and came again.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

Cao Xiong was shocked, "Where did this fierce general come from?"

At this moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much. He relied on his outstanding martial arts skills and was riding a horse to be condescending. He was not afraid. The tip of his spear trembled and pointed towards Kongxing's face.

The big spear is slightly longer and much lighter than the Zen staff. If there is a confrontation, the tip of the spear will definitely pierce Kongxing's head first.

Kongxing laughed, not afraid, and dragged his arm downwards. The broad shovel head hit the gun barrel hard, interrupting all Cao Xiong's subsequent moves. Then he turned around and dragged the Zen staff on the ground. The sparks suddenly bounced up and swept towards the horse's legs.

In Liaodong, he often sparred with spear masters such as Jia Cong, Wang Jin, Zhao Lingkong, and Su Can, and he already had experience in handling long spears.

For a cavalryman who uses a gun, the front, left, and right sides are all strong sides, and only the rear of the horse's buttocks is the weak side that cannot be taken into consideration. Therefore, Kongxing has always hit people first and horses. Without horse power, the power of the big gun is reduced by 30 to 40%. more than.

Cao Jin cursed angrily. The Zen staff was both a long weapon and a heavy weapon. The opponent was strong and heavy, so it was difficult to stop him with a big gun. Just as he was about to control his horse and jump up to dodge, he suddenly heard a scream coming from his ears. Before he could think about it, Instinctively he lay on the horse's back to avoid it.

Whoosh! A powerful arrow flew past his ear, and a strand of broken hair fell slowly, but it was Jie Hui who made a sneak attack from the dark.

so close! Cao Xiong secretly shouted, and suddenly the horse under his crotch let out a mournful cry, and he felt that a strong force was about to throw him away.

Cao Xiong was well prepared. He put his palms on the saddle and jumped into the air. At the same time, he twisted his waist and turned around in the air, spraying out a beam of gun light to prevent Kong Xing from sneak attack.

boom! The horse's hind legs were broken and it fell heavily to the ground.

"Come again!" Kongxing shouted, his arms struggled, and the head of the staff drew a wheel of light and struck it down in the air.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Cao Xiong shouted angrily and faced him with his spear. He didn't try hard with him. He hit, stabbed, entangled, or took him with the big spear. They fought for more than ten times in an instant, with no winner or loser.

Next to him, Han Qi hugged Wei Ruolan and retreated to the crowd of soldiers. He saw that his friend's throat had been opened with a big hole and blood was flowing all over the floor. He had already died. He couldn't help but cry a few times. He picked up his gun and wanted to take revenge. .

But they saw Kongxing and Cao Xiong moving with their spears and sticks, like a strong wind and rain, covering an area three feet in radius.

In a duel between masters like this, others might be accidentally killed, let alone interfering, even if they even approached, he shouted angrily: "My sons, follow me to kill the thieves!" He went straight to the Qianqing Gate.

What a good man! Kongxing struggled for a moment and nodded secretly.

If it were normal, you might as well accompany him to be stubborn, but now is not the time to compete in martial arts. Yin shouted: "Good skills! Take another blow from me. Old solution!"

No one else knew that this was an agreement made by Kongxing, Lei Tai and Xie Hui to shout out to call for remote support.

"Look at the gun!" Cao Xiong didn't know what was going on. The big gun shook wildly and blossomed into pear blossoms, covering Kong Xing's entire upper body.

"Well done!" Kongxing shouted, and swept his Zen staff across the air, destroying countless spear flowers and abruptly blocking Cao Xiong's offensive, causing his body to stagnate slightly.

If fighting alone, Cao Xiong can naturally reorganize the offensive, and the spear is light and the staff is heavy. If the battle continues for a long time, when Kong Xing's physical strength weakens, he will naturally gain the upper hand.

At this moment, three powerful arrows formed a glyph shape and shot from the darkness at the same time. The fastest one pointed directly at Cao Xiong's right neck, the second shot at his right chest, and the third one passed by his right shoulder, seemingly If the shot is in the air, if he retreats and dodges, he will definitely hit the target.

"Despicable!" Cao Xiong cursed angrily, but he had no choice but to dodge to the left, dodging three hidden arrows.

Before he could come to his senses, he saw a Zen staff rising slowly and quickly, like flowing clouds and sleeves, and struck out. It seemed weak and elegant, but only those who have been there would know the hidden strength of this staff. It means fierce and fierce.

Cao Xiong was so frightened that his opponent had already anticipated his move. As if he was rehearsing with him, he forced himself to attack this guy. There was no room for hesitation in the flash of lightning and he hurriedly raised his gun to block.

boom! The tremendous force on the staff hit the gun barrel firmly.

Snapped! There was a crack from the barrel of the gun.

As if struck by lightning, Cao Xiong fell back a few steps along the direction of the gun. His arms were numb, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood flowed out.

Whoosh! Whizzing!

Three more arrows were fired, blocking Cao Xiong's retreat.

A trace of despair surged in Cao Xiong's heart, and he rolled as hard as he could to avoid the arrow. He happened to roll in front of Kongxing, and saw a sharp blade cutting him straight down.

ah! Cao Xiong shouted wildly and raised his gun desperately to block it again.

"Death!" Kongxing yelled, and the head of the staff fell like a guillotine. With a snap, it cut off the barrel of the gun, and then with a crack, chopped off Cao Xiong's head.

"The thief is dead, why don't we just capture him!" Kongxing shouted, and kicked Cao Xiong's head towards the rebels.

"Uncle Xiong!" All the soldiers cried out sadly and rushed forward together to avenge the general.

"Brother Xiong!" Cao Jin on the other end heard the cry and was frightened. He hurriedly looked back and saw a big head flying in the air, sprinkling a cloud of blood.

Taking advantage of the commotion at this moment, Lei Tai rolled to the ground, used the Ditang Sword Technique, and turned it into a ball of swords, which was approaching Cao Jin's horse. As soon as the sword was unfolded, two horse legs flew out wherever the sword passed.

Cao Jin was not as skilled as his son, so he rolled to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state, dazed from the fall.

"Protect the Marquis!" All the soldiers rushed forward.

"Kill!" Feng Ziying, Chen Yejun and others led people to fight from left to right and stopped Cao Jin's soldiers.

"Lei Qianhu! Take the thief commander first!" Niu Jizong shouted. "Don't worry, Lord Marquis!" Lei Tai shouted loudly, pounced on him, danced his two swords into two haloes, protected himself and killed the enemy, and went straight to Cao Jin.

Cao Jin had not used force for many years, so how could he dare to attack him directly? He hurriedly retreated and ordered his soldiers to resist.

Lei Tai's sword was as bright as a sword, and he killed like a broken bamboo. He killed seven or eight soldiers in an instant and reached Cao Jin's eyes.

Seeing that there were no more soldiers around, and all the rebels were too busy to look after themselves, Cao Jin mustered up his courage, drew his sword and struck at Lei Tai.

Lei Tai smiled disdainfully, took a step forward, blocked with his left sword, swung his right sword, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground together with the palm holding the sword.

ah! Cao Jin screamed and fell back.

Suddenly, the screams stopped abruptly, a human head flew into the air, and a rain of blood fell all around.

Jia Cong saw that both the left and right sides had gained the advantage, but he was not relaxed at all. Instead, he became more and more uneasy. It seemed that something extremely dangerous was happening. Could it be that something happened at home?

Thinking of his family, Jia Cong became more and more anxious and shouted angrily: "The thief general has been crowned! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Before he could finish his words, he got off his horse and rushed out.
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Jia Cong's worries were not groundless. At this time, Huanhou's mansion was at a critical moment.

Seeing the dozens of rebels who were grinning and rushing to arrest people, Pang Chao stepped forward to block the women behind him. His eyebrows were stern and he showed no fear. As the mastermind, he had tried his best, but now he was repaying with death. When you have the grace to meet someone.

"Seeking death!" When the two rebels saw that a scholar dared to block the road, they cursed angrily and stabbed him with their spears.

"Sir!" the girls exclaimed.

However, he saw two sharp iron hooks suddenly hanging from his head, accurately catching the jaws of the two thieves at the front.

Wow! Two thin men in black holding ropes descended from the sky, like fishing, hooked through the thief's chin, and hung him on the beam. Blood dripped down his trouser legs.

"Kill me!" The team was shocked and angry, waving their hands and shouting.

"Sir, please step back." The two Chunins, Huasheng and Suzhan, spoke in blunt Mandarin, raised their hands to signal Pang Chao, and then shouted: "Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, seven or eight black-clothed ninjas suddenly jumped down from the rafters. Their swords were full of energy and flashing, and they instantly killed more than a dozen rebels who were caught off guard.

Huasheng and Suzhan's figures flashed, leading people to insert themselves into Cheng Lingsu's left and right, and shouted: "Sir, protect the mistress, we will kill the enemy!"

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly, got out, and led a few ninjas to the side of the crowd, saying: "Quick, go to the backyard!"

"Okay!" The girls hurriedly helped Jia Mu back to the back house.

Pang Chao was at the end, secretly worried, as reinforcements were delayed in arriving, which was a bit dangerous.

As soon as everyone reached the middle of the courtyard at the back, they heard the sound of footsteps behind them. The thieves were already pouring in and surrounding everyone.

Although ninjas are brave, how can they stop the enemy if they cannot protect themselves when there is a huge disparity in strength?

"kill!"

The thieves didn't hesitate and came to kill them with swords and guns.

Cheng Lingsu and three or four ninjas tried their best to block it. In an instant, only a few screams were heard. Several ninjas had been killed by random spears and swords. Only Cheng Lingsu relied on his agility and exquisite sword skills to hold on.

Seeing that the other party was no longer able to resist, and seeing that the remaining ones were all young girls, the rebels couldn't bear to attack, so they only used swords and guns to hold him back, and turned around to besiege Cheng Lingsu.

But I saw a long and sharp sword flashing like a fleeting light, appearing and disappearing among the crowd of soldiers, cutting off sections of gun shafts and limbs. In an instant, five or six thieves fell to the ground and died, and seven or eight thieves The army screamed and fell back.

The smell of blood filled the air, arousing the rebels' ferocity!
"This woman is amazing! Don't hold back, kill her first, there are so many beauties anyway!"

"You're right, kill!"

The rebels no longer had any intention of capturing them alive, and all rushed to greet them. Cheng Lingsu was suddenly under great pressure and managed to kill a few more people, but already had a few more wounds on his body.

"Try harder, she's hurt!"

Another seven or eight spears were stabbed at the same time. Cheng Lingsu did not dare to dodge, because behind him were the mistresses. A trace of sadness suddenly rose in his usually cold heart. Is that it? There was no hesitation in the long knife in his hand, and he swung the last knife with all his strength.

"Be careful!" Suddenly the rebels rushing behind them shouted.

Among the crowd of women, several arrows suddenly shot out, with extremely precise shots that pierced the throat or eyes of the enemy in front of Cheng Lingsu.

"Lingsu, be careful, we will help you!"

But when I saw the Wanyan sisters each holding a small bow, they nocked arrows and shot. They were already very good at shooting, and the distance was extremely close, but they saw the arrows shot out like raindrops, covering the surrounding area, and they were all in vain.

The thieves and soldiers were unaware for a moment, but they didn't expect that there were such masters of archery among the pretty girls, and a dozen of them were shot down in an instant.

Cheng Lingsu was refreshed, his sword power was strong, and he danced to protect the front from the wind and rain.

The thieves on the left and right did not carry shields, and did not care about "loving the beauty and cherishing the jade". They gritted their teeth and charged against the rain of arrows, but were shot back by the Wanyan sisters' arrows that pierced the Yangtze at a hundred steps. They hurriedly dropped the corpses on the ground and looked for bunkers to hide. They were all afraid. At the last moment, he fell under the pomegranate skirt.

They didn't dare to shoot arrows just now, for fear of attracting the attention of the thieves and making them defensive. Now that the situation is critical, they can't care about anything else.

Suddenly, the rain of arrows stopped, and all the thieves popped up again, trying to attack.

"Shan'er, Yi'er, shoot them quickly." Qingwen said urgently.

"There are no more arrows." Wanyanshan stamped her feet, smiled bitterly, pulled out the scimitar from her waist, and stood up slowly.

Wanyanwen also threw away her bow, unsheathed her sword, and stood side by side with her sister.

"They are out of arrows, give them all to me! Let's make an agreement first, whoever captures the girl will be stubborn first!" All the thieves' eyes were full of lust, and they rushed forward with a smile.

(End of this chapter)