Greenery on the back

Chapter 3 Cuju killing skills
After fighting for a while, Gao and Luo turned back and got together with Wang Lan, ready to charge again.

"My old Luo killed an enemy centurion, and we still have 73 cavalry!"

"Gao Lin killed the enemy with two commanders and 84 subordinates!"

"Wang Lan killed an enemy centurion, and there are still 65 subordinates!"

The three nodded to each other, turned around and rode their horses to kill again.After they rushed five or six rounds in the enemy army like this, there were less than ten cavalry around Wang Lan.

"My old Luo killed three enemies, and my subordinates still have five cavalry..." Luo Yan's beard was covered with blood, and he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

"Where's General Gao?" Wang Lan looked northwest, and saw a lone cyan war horse returning alone with a long knife with a curled handle on it.

"General Gao!" Luo Yan's eyes were a little moist, he let out a short sigh and said goodbye to Wang Lan again, turned his head and rushed to the northeast to kill.

I don't know how many more people were killed. The horse under Wang Lan wailed and fell into a pool of blood. There were dozens of arrows in the horse's body.Wang Lan quickly turned over and stood up holding a gun.Looking around in a daze, there was no Song Jun around.

"Old Luo is back!" I saw Luo Yan limping, walking over with a big ax horizontally, and the war horse under him had long since disappeared.

"Unlucky! This time I didn't even kill a bird thief." After speaking, Luo Yan turned and leaned against Wang Lan's back.

On the hellish and bloody battlefield, only Wang and Luo were left in the Song army.Jin Bing came up like a tide.

The commander who shot Yang Zaixing's cold arrow just now walked to the front with Wanyan Zongbi in his arms.

Zong Bi glanced at the two generals of the Song army surrounded by Gaixin, and said slowly in Chinese: "Can the two generals surrender?"

Wang and Luo opened their eyes wide and did not say a word.

Zong Bi snorted coldly, turned his head and waved to the commander-in-chief, "Kill!"

The commander raised his bow and shot an arrow at Luo Yan's chest.

"Straight mother thief!" Luo Yan cursed, fell to the ground from the arrow, the wound was bleeding like a column, he struggled to get up, tried a few times but still couldn't stand up.

Wang Lan lifted him up with his left hand, and pointed the gun at the commander with his right hand.

"General Wang, my life is not long, I still have breath left, I will sing a song to cheer you up, I hope you can kill one more enemy before you die..." After finishing speaking, Luo Yan sat down on the ground and slowly lifted his arms. began to sing:

"The flag team is like a heap of brocades, and the silver clothes are like thunder. First teach me to restore my Kaifeng mansion, and then drink to the Yellow River... Malay..."

This military song is sonorous and powerful, sung with Luo Yan's northwest accent, it is even more tragic and passionate.

After singing, the bearded general stared and died.

Filled with grief and indignation, Wang Lan brandished his spear and stabbed at the commander-in-chief.

All the gold soldiers rushed forward, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Lan was stabbed three times in a row on his left leg, right shoulder and back, and blood flowed out from the already broken armor.He barely stood up, holding the barrel of the gun with trembling hands.

The commander-in-chief sneered, drew out his waist knife, moved his horse forward and cut off the end of Wang Lan's gun, then turned around and said to his subordinates in Jurchen's words: "This guy has no gun, so he can't hurt anyone. Don't be afraid of him, go together!" "

Wang Lan could understand Jurchen's words, and seeing the other party's arrogance, she lowered her head and looked at the gun head that had been chopped off on the ground, and a plan came to her mind.

Seeing that Wang Lan was unarmed, the few golden soldiers around were not in a hurry to kill him, and a flatterer took the opportunity to flatter the commander, causing him to look up and laugh.

At this moment, Wang Lan suddenly stretched out the toe of his right foot, and raised the tip of the gun on the ground to a height of three feet.The gun head rolled a few times in mid-air, and when it was falling, Wang Lan stepped forward with his left foot, and slammed his right foot horizontally, kicking the gun head at Qian Huchang's neck.

Only a "poof" was heard, and the tip of the gun passed straight through the enemy's throat.This trick is Wang Lang's cricket stunt - "climbing the tower towards the moon".

It's just that this time he didn't kick the ball with this trick, but the spear head.

The head of a thousand households fell to the ground, the complacent expression from just now still remaining on his face.

"Who says I can't kill people?" Wang Lan used up all his remaining strength in the move just now, leaning on the barrel of the gun, and said to the corpse of the head of a thousand households in Jurchen words.

Seeing this, all the gold soldiers backed away again and again in astonishment, and then cursed loudly.After a long while, one of the centurions rushed over from behind Wang Lang with a long hammer in his hand, aiming at the back of the head and hitting him hard.

Wang Lan suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and fell down...

When Wang Lan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a bed covered with snow-white sheets.Instead of the bloody smell of the battlefield, there is a slightly pungent strange smell everywhere.He turned his head slightly to the left, where the sun was streaming in through the window.

Wang Lan, who had just fought on the battlefield, felt unprecedentedly relaxed lying on the bed at this moment. He looked out the window and found that the surrounding environment was extremely strange.

"This window is crystal clear, could it be made of colored glaze?" Wang Lan realized that he was in a small room, and couldn't help feeling that the owner of the house was so extravagant that he used such a large piece of expensive colored glaze as a window.

There was a sudden pain in the back of his head, and Wang Lan remembered that an enemy hit his head hard from behind just now.

"Could it be that I have been captured by the Jin army?" Wang Lan sat up suddenly, and saw a pair of legs on the bed at first sight, which were a pair of legs that did not belong to him.

Those legs were wearing dark blue shorts, and a pair of pantyhose-like things were worn down to the knees. On the feet were a pair of black shoes with very nice curves, but the pattern on the shoes was too weird, like a white hook.

Wang Lan tried to lift his left leg slightly, and that leg, which was not his own in terms of thickness or skin color, began to move.

"It's really strange!" Wang Lan was in a panic.He raised his hands in front of his eyes, they were white, tender and slender hands, very similar to when he was a teenager, but they were already completely different from the hands holding the gun to kill the enemy now.

This is not my body!This is not my own world!
If it wasn't for the sunshine, Wang Lang even suspected that he should have died, and he had arrived at the Underworld at this moment!

Wang Lan sat up in horror and looked left and right. There were many objects in the room that he couldn't even name.

"Where is this place? Why do I look like this?" Wang Lan's head hurt even more.

Suddenly, he vaguely noticed a figure shaking nearby.Behind a desk in front right, someone seems to be peeking at him.

Wang Lan hurriedly jumped up from the bed, turned around, pressed her back against the wall in front of her, and hid herself.

Then, he slowly moved sideways towards the desk, trying not to make a sound.

When he moved to the desk, Wang Lan suddenly turned to the desk, and at the same time, he straddled his left foot and put his hands up and down to protect his body.This move is exactly the starting method of the Yue Family Sanshou.

He stared straight at the back of the desk, and there was indeed a person standing there!

(End of this chapter)