Women's procrastination can't be said

"Brother." The third child beside him called out to him.

"I'm here." The boss's voice was extremely hoarse.

"How many have you killed?"

"Eleven."

"Hehe, I didn't expect the elder brother to be the most powerful. The younger brother hasn't completed the task yet." The third child had a smile on his face, tears streaming down his face.

Seeing the third brother's appearance, the boss couldn't help but slapped himself hard.Was he a demon just now?How can you have the idea of ​​being a deserter?

"Come on, brother believes in you." The boss patted the youngest on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Yeah." The third child nodded with tears in his eyes.This scene was exactly the same as when the elder brother taught their three younger brothers when they were young.Think back then, the one who made the elder brother worry the most was himself, right?The third child thought amusedly.

Holding guns, the two brothers tried their best to kill.

"Little San!" Accompanied by the distressed exclamation of the eldest brother, the youngest only felt a pain in his chest.

"Brother, I have also completed the task... In the next life, we will still be brothers in the next life." The third child closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips.

The boss watched the sharp gun go through the chest of the third brother, and his whole body was trembling.However, he was not sad for too long, because he was exhausted and pierced by He Jun's sharp spear.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

The brothers went to Huangquan together.

The barbarian army has decreased sharply, and there are only less than twenty people left.They were constantly pushed back, with their backs leaning against the south city gate, and stubbornly resisting the large army of He Jun.

Song Yuyan stood at the front, numb from the pain of her teammate's death, her face was extremely pale, the spirit phoenix swung quickly, killing one enemy after another, the internal force in her body was quickly drained.

Panlong was pierced.She mercilessly pulled out the sharp gun that had been inserted into half of her abdomen, and blood splashed on her face, but her face remained unchanged.

As if he couldn't wait any longer, Li Mo made gestures, as if soldiers were shooting arrows to kill them. Song Yuyan looked in front of him, but didn't pay attention to the rain of arrows all over the sky.

Seeing this, the three barbarian soldiers blocked Song Yuyan with lightning speed before the rain of arrows shot at Song Yuyan.

"Crack." A large drop of blood splashed on Song Yuyan's face, and her hands stopped moving.

In front of them, three people firmly blocked the rain of arrows, blood spattered everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.The first wave of arrows only hit three people, and Li Mo was dissatisfied and ordered He Jun to shoot arrows again.

With their last breath remaining, the three barbarian soldiers raised their sharp spears with their right hands and pierced through the soles of their feet fiercely, holding the guns tightly with their fingers, forming an indestructible human wall.

"My subordinates can no longer protect my lord, my lord, please forgive me!" The three of them yelled out this sentence with the last of their strength, full of guilt, and died in pain.

Because the sharp gun pierced the sole of the foot, and the hand held the gun body again, even though they died, they did not fall down, but still stood tall and straight, even though the faces were blurred by the long arrow.

Song Yuyan looked at them, red blood dripped from her eyes, she looked extremely sad and desperate, she laughed and patted the thick shoulders of the three of them.

With a light hand, there was a slight cracking sound of the whip.No matter how good the quality is, it can't withstand such a large degree of damage today. Lingfeng finally exhausted the last trace of toughness and broke.

Like the hope of the barbarian army being guarded.

Song Yuyan raised her head bitterly.

The sky was already bright, and it was unknown whether Zhou Hege had called for help.

The sword of inner strength shattered, and Song Yuyan spit out a mouthful of blood.Her left and right shoulders, as well as her abdomen, were pierced by sharp spears, and she could feel her own vitality passing by.

He Jun had already finished shooting the second wave of arrows. Seeing that the barbarian army was running low, he approached them with guns, approaching them little by little, and swore their death.

The faces of the remaining barbarian army were ashen.

"Still, no, hope?"

He Jun was only ten meters away from the city gate. Although the barbarian army fought back vigorously, the huge number was still huge.The crowd dispersed, and two gorgeous chariots were carried out. One sat on the extremely embarrassed Peng Shan, and the other sat on the uninjured Li Mo.

Most of He Jun rode horses, and almost everyone looked at the remaining dozen or so barbarian troops from above.Most of He Jun hardly saw blood, clean and tidy, as they were when they came, they are as they are now.

Compared to them, most of the dozen or so barbarian soldiers had broken arms and legs, drenched in blood, dying, like bereaved dogs.

"Kill them." Li Mo ordered sarcastically without feeling any pity for their miserable appearance.

So there was a person who, very provocatively, volunteered to execute the few remaining people with his own power.

Song Yuyan's stubborn eyes stared at the man, holding Lingfeng's handle in his hand, and the remnants of the whip were scattered all over the place.Blood flowed, but Song Yuyan didn't show a trace of fear.

The man walked over leisurely, and the soldiers around him put down their weapons one after another, and watched the performance of these remnant soldiers and defeated generals with their arms crossed and amused.

"It's hopeless~ I'm doomed~" He walked over with a smile on his face.The bloody human wall of the three blocked his way, and it took a lot of effort to push them down, and he couldn't help but curse.

His hands were bloody, the man no longer had a leisurely attitude, he quickened his pace, and walked in front of Song Yuyan.

"Are you the coach?"

Song Yuyan stared at him coldly, as if she could be polluted by just saying a word with him.

"Tsk." He snorted coldly with disdain, "It's a pity that such a beautiful girl passed away at a young age."

"Idiot." Song Yuyan felt annoyed, and coldly looked away.

"You!" He widened his eyes angrily, looking especially funny.He didn't want to talk to Song Yuyan too much, so he raised his long sword and stabbed at Song Yuyan.

"Pfft." The long sword sank into the blood hole on his left shoulder again, and severe pain invaded his whole body.The man originally wanted to kill Song Yuyan with a single sword, but when he raised the sword, he felt a morbid enjoyment in his heart. He really wanted to see what kind of hopeless expression Song Yuyan would have on her little face.

He didn't pull out the sword either, he just turned the blade over in this posture, the blood scabs that had been coagulated were thrown to the ground, and what covered Song Yuyan's skin again was bright red hot blood.

The rest of the barbarian army could only watch Song Yuyan being tortured. They were more or less injured, and now calling any child could stab them to death.Everyone had a look of regret and grief on their faces. Song Yuyan's face was almost transparent, and a large pool of blood had accumulated under her body, but her knees had never been bent.

After stirring for an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Song Yuyan away. Song Yuyan hit the ground fiercely, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the wound on her abdomen opened again.

The man's evil sword still remained the same, and did not move.He looked at Song Yuyan with a half-smile, as if mocking her meaningless stubbornness.

Song Yuyan's head was dizzy for a while, and her eyes turned black, but she still stood up unsteadily.A big hole had been broken in the Panlong at the waist, and blood flowed out from the hole, making the originally red Panlong look even brighter red.

Peng Shan cheered up a little, got off the chariot, raised his head, looked at Song Yuyan, and said, "You followed me, I will spare you today."

Song Yuyan smiled coldly, without even looking at him, and said sarcastically, "It's just a defeated general."

Peng Shan's face turned dark, and he turned back to the chariot a little bit "hate that iron can't be made into steel", and said in a deep voice, "Not one will be left."

Hearing these words, Song Yuyan was not afraid, but felt even greater disdain: "Hypocrite."

Everyone could clearly see Pengshan's shaking body in the chariot.

"Hurry up!" came Peng Shan's angry voice, and He Jun, who had abused Song Yuyan just now, immediately raised his sword again, and aimed at her who was about to faint.

Song Yuyan raised her head stubbornly, her snow-white chin was almost covered with blood, and the sharp edge of a long sword was projected in her dull red eyes.

The long sword was only half a finger away from Song Yuyan's face, and she could feel the strong wind from the long sword's swing.As her death was approaching, she had longing for Song Feng, regret for Song Qingwu, and guilt for not being able to keep the city.

He closed his eyes with a complicated expression.

That's it, her whole life.

The author has something to say:

I never expected that "Long, gun" would turn into mouth.There are also some verbs, obviously I'm just describing a battle scene...

(Crazy modification in progress)