The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 123 One Shot, One Man

Ninety percent of the archer vanguard were killed by the Guan army after they peeked over the wall and fell off the city gate.

However, several hundred vanguard members still managed to slip through the net.

They had already entered the inner city through the city gate tower.

My goal after entering the city was very clear.

They would definitely open the city gates to welcome their own people.

As a result, I only realized it when I got to the door.

The garrison at Jinzhou Pass actually blocked the gate with wood and stones.

For a short period of time, the main force was unable to enter through the city gates.

The enraged vanguard of the horse archers then vented their anger on the Guan army that was coming towards them.

A fierce and extremely brutal battle broke out at the west gate of the city.

at first.

When there were only a few hundred Hu soldiers, Guan's troops were able to kill them with relative ease.

But as thousands of Hu soldiers stormed down the city gates, they suddenly found themselves struggling.

Then, the sound of drums, as dense as rain, began.

Ximen is in a panic; he needs reinforcements!
Guan Junmen, who had just been struggling to put out the fire, abandoned the street that was now only half of the East Gate and rushed towards the West Gate.

The post stations were the quickest to respond to the drumbeats.

The postmaster had already led all the stablemen in the post station into the melee.

Also, because the post station was too close to the west gate.

A vanguard team of over a hundred people broke through the encirclement and ran towards the post station.

Seventy government officials and more than one hundred men from the Zuo clan.

They were all at the entrance of the post station, using their only tools—wooden sticks and guns—to meet the enemy.

This is the weapon that Pork Beauty maintained for everyone again after the city gates of Jinzhou Pass were closed.

The tip was shaved and polished again.

The handle has been treated with a non-slip surface.

The moment the Hu people pounced, everyone had only one thought in their minds.

Stab him!

They don't follow any rules; they just stab when they encounter an enemy.

To bolster his own morale, he shouted loudly.

"Kill! Kill the barbarians!"

The elderly, women, and children in the backyard of the post station turned pale or blue when they heard the familiar shouts of fighting coming from the front yard.

Guan Jun failed to defend the city!
Hu Jun has come knocking on our door!
Mr. Luo was anxious and restless.

She worried that with her son Zuo Wenkang's limited physical strength, she would have to bury her son in a single encounter with the Hu people.

But the daughter-in-law, who is the most skilled, is now more than nine months pregnant, so there's no room for error.

Good heavens!
What should I do?

Gan Minglan touched her belly and felt the little one inside.

There was absolutely no movement.

I guess he's asleep!
She has a fairly good understanding of her own body.

The large watermelon on her stomach didn't affect her performance.

As long as her second child doesn't give birth prematurely.

Killing for three to five hours shouldn't be a big problem.

The situation is critical.

She doesn't have many options right now.

I thought about it.

He then summoned Madam She and her son, Zuo Chixia, to his side.

"Sister-in-law, I need to go help in the front yard. You and Xia-ge'er should stay inside with everyone and not come out. I'll find a way to lock this room when I go out later!"

Mrs. She desperately grabbed her hand, shaking her head to persuade her:
"No, no! Your health is not what it was a few months ago. If something happens to you, how can I explain it to Xia-ge'er's master?"

Gan Minglan said helplessly:

“Sister-in-law! If I get there late, Xia Ge’er’s master will probably lose his life too! Don’t try to persuade me, if the Hu people take Jinzhou Pass, we old, weak, women and children will not have a good ending.”

The women felt a mix of emotions.

I knew perfectly well what she was saying.

The postmaster had already explained to them the Hu army's usual policy of burning, killing, looting, and raping when killing the enemy.

Male prisoners, regardless of age, faced certain death. The fate of female prisoners was like that of the cattle and sheep they herded.
They only regretted that they didn't have the skills of the "Pork Beauty" and couldn't help with the war effort.

Finally, they all patted their chests and assured Gan Minglan that they would take good care of Fatty and her mother-in-law, Luo.

This will relieve her of any worries.

It would be best to kill as many Hu people as possible!
Gan Minglan didn't waste any more words, picked up a wooden gun and went out the door.

After leaving the house, he took out several crystal locks and locked all the door frames of the large room where the old, weak, women and children were hiding.

A quarter of an hour ago.

The vanguard of the Kashgar Khanate's archer cavalry demonstrated their formidable physical prowess and excellent swordsmanship to the Han Chinese.

The most obvious result is...

Of the nearly two hundred men, consisting of officials and men from the Zuo clan, one-fifth had already been lost.

The leader surnamed Mao has been killed in action.

Although Zuo Wenkang's body had been conditioned to its best condition by Gan Minglan using the essence of the divine tree and her supernatural abilities.

However, his body has never been trained; it's not even a fancy move.

One couldn't dodge in time.

The barbarian's curved blade slashed directly at his face.

It's too late, but it's soon.

A wooden spear, like a curved blade preceding its opponent, blocked his face.

One block, one parry.

The opponent's curved sword was knocked to the ground with a clang.

Before Zuo Wenkang could react, the person who had just saved him pulled him behind him.

The aura emanating from this person belongs to his divine wife.

That was close!

That slash just now would have either killed someone or seriously injured them.

That's his face!

Don't hit someone in the face!
Waaah, his wife saved his life again.

The cavalry vanguard, who had killed five government officials, still felt a slight numbness in the hand where his broadsword had been knocked off.

In the dim light of the night, he couldn't tell at all that the other person was a woman.

They simply believed they had encountered a formidable opponent.

Before he could even summon the rest of the vanguard to join the attack,...

His rival's wooden spear had already pierced his neck.

As the vanguard fell, his eyes were still wide open, as if saying: My achievement in being the first to scale the summit. My achievement in being the first to scale the summit.
After deftly withdrawing the wooden spear, Gan Minglan had the cheap man follow behind her, and they fought their way out of the post station.

Her arrival immediately relieved the pressure on the men of the Zuo clan.

The vanguard cavalrymen soon discovered that they had encountered a truly formidable enemy in the days since the start of the holy war.

Several of them launched an attack simultaneously, hacking wildly at the other side.

Aside from the fact that my hands were numb from the impact of the opponent's weapon.

It didn't even hurt the other party in the slightest!

Strangely, when their scimitars struck the other's weapons, there was no metallic clang.

They weren't using iron tools, were they?
Weapons that are not made of iron are quite difficult to deal with, as if they were living beings with spirits.

In fact, what they're thinking isn't far from the truth.

After Gan Minglan's wood-type ability was upgraded to level seven, she already had the ability to control artifacts.

The wooden stick in her hand was not a mulberry tree from Qihu Ridge.

Instead, they are branches of a ten-thousand-year-old sacred tree in the space.

After she used her supernatural powers to temper his body.

The wooden sticks are now uncut by a knife and unburnable by fire.

The wood was sharp, sharper than any knife made of fine iron.

After the opponent finished a round of attacks.

It was her turn to make a move!

One shot kills one person, one kill takes a life.

More and more Hu (non-Han) archer cavalrymen fell to her wooden spear.

Her body and face were also covered in the other person's blood.

The hundreds of Hu soldiers who had just climbed down from the city gate tower were all stunned by her murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)