When Hua Mulan Met Zhu Yingtai

"Captain, the south gate, the south gate is full of horse thieves, brothers, brothers are going to be unable to hold on."

A little soldier covered in blood and dust on his face ran into the house panting and reported to Jiang Hua who was in the guest seat.

Jiang Hua furrowed his brows deeply, waved his hand to make the little soldier retreat, and stared closely at Geng Lou in the room.

It has been two and a half hours, and there is still half an hour, as long as you stick to it for another half hour.

Jiang Hua has always been known for his calmness, which is why Hua Mulan singled him out as the interim chief officer.But now that the horse bandits are fierce and the city is about to fall, even though his temperament is far beyond ordinary people, he will inevitably be shaken.

That's 400 people, and many of them are recruits who were recruited recently.He was a very energetic young man when he came here, but until now, the casualties have exceeded [-]%.

Jiang Hua is still worried, let alone Huang Yi who is drunk and dreaming in the gentle village, it is no exaggeration to say that he is full of ugly appearances.

The bloated body that had been hollowed out by the wine was forced into the narrow armor, not only did not show a bit of bravery, but the layers of fat on the chin were more obvious.From a distance, it looks like a fat pig that is tied up firmly and ready to be slaughtered.It can be regarded as living up to his nickname of "Fatty Yellow".

Fatty Huang was shaking like chaff when he heard the shouts of killing outside the city, but now he heard that the soldiers came to report that the war was critical, his face was even more pale, and the few rat whiskers on his lips were also trembling slightly. It was terribly frightening.It's just that, as the guard of a city, he is not allowed to flee without authorization, he is still pretending to be calm.

Like Hua Mulan, Fatty Huang also has his own soldiers, and the number is several times more, there are three to 40 people.They are all masters of the three religions and nine streams of various fields hired with a lot of money. It can be said that there are less than two hands in the whole city that Jiang Hua can look up to, and they are all among the personal guards of Fatty Huang.

Of course, it's only because of their admiration, or because of their personal martial arts, and there is no respect at all.These people have no merit on the battlefield, but they are good at bullying good people in the city with the help of the fat man.Furthermore, the role of individual martial arts in the battle formation is insignificant. If you just fight alone and don't rely on the formation, you only need three soldiers to cooperate properly, and you can send them to heaven within three rounds.

From Jiang Hua's point of view, Fatty Huang may have chosen to eat nothing because of his obsession, and instead used the money to raise these unfamiliar white-eyed wolves.

Sure enough, when the situation in the city was in jeopardy, some people couldn't sit still.

First, a short, light-footed man came out and said: "Banzhu, the city is in danger at this time, and the thieves are about to break the city. As the saying goes, the son of a daughter can't sit down. The owner of the building is honorable, how can he die here?" The subordinates have the courage to ask the owner of the building to leave the city quickly and go to the guard for help, and the subordinates are willing to fight to the death to protect the owner of the building and break out of the encirclement."

Fatty Huang couldn't help being a little emotional when he heard this. He was afraid of death, but he didn't pay enough money to his superiors, so he was pushed out to Mobei.In recent years, he had the cheek to send his own sister to the warlord, and even invested most of the money he collected in the construction of his own private army, fearing that someone would take advantage of him.

In fact, when the six hundred horse bandits came to the city, he thought about abandoning the city and fleeing, but after the last time the Rouran people approached the capital, the emperor Lei Ting was furious, and changed the crime of abandoning the city to punishing the nine clans. Grass.Under such a severe punishment, Fatty Huang restrained his legs that were about to move, and commanded the old, weak, sick and disabled to bear it for more than three hours, until the reinforcements sent by Hua Mulan arrived.

And as the horse bandits' offensive became more and more fierce, and it seemed that they would not be able to defend the city, Fatty Huang's desire to survive became high again.When a person dies, nothing is left.

And the personal guard thoughtfully found a reason for him to run away: to go out of the city to ask for help.Saying this reminded him that as long as the money is managed properly in the future, it will be a negligence of duty at best.Maybe he can take the opportunity to go back to the Central Plains and become a happy rich man with the money he collected.

As for the responsibility of Hua Mulan's ineffective rescue, who cares how she died.

Jiang Hua's eyes never left Fatty Huang's face. Seeing his changing expression, he could only sneer in his heart: "Sure enough, the owner of the building guessed it. This Fatty Huang is really a shameless person. He was afraid of fighting, abandoned the army, and fled. Push the responsibility to the friendly army, and he will not be wronged if he is really cut alive."

The diners all know the temperament of their patrons, and not yelling loudly in front of outsiders is tantamount to acquiescing.It's just that they are used to being greedy for life and afraid of death, and they need them to try their hand at the front.In less than a quarter of an hour, some daring personal guards put their hands on the weapons, planning to rush out to escape in one go.

Jiang Hua pretended not to see it, and was still drinking tea calmly.

Jiang Huaming's connivance also made these people more and more courageous, and they almost strode towards the door with their heads held high.

"Clap."

"Pfft."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. The tea in the shattered teacup mixed with the hot blood gushing from the chest, and the brown color slowly trickled down to everyone's feet. The end of the traitor.

In just one round of unison stabbing, three masters who had long been famous in the Jianghu became corpses.

"Pfft." There was another soft sound, and the gun was pulled out from the corpses of the three daring and unlucky guys. The body lost its support and fell to the ground weakly. everyone.

When his cronies were killed, Huang Yi burst out with unprecedented anger: "Jiang Hua, you are bold, you are a mere guest army, how can you show off your power in my city, I want to join you with the governor."

Jiang Hua wanted to laugh when he saw Fatty Huang acting like a strong outsider, but he was afraid of death so he just said it, who would show the accusations and scolding Huai.

Taking out a piece of paper from his arms, Jiang Hua said neither humble nor overbearing: "City Master Huang, I don't dare to overstep my position, but now I am in charge of all military affairs in the city. Anyone who violates the military order will be killed without mercy. These people have no military order. Going out of the house is to kill without amnesty to correct the morale of the army and to clarify the military law."

Fatty Huang was silent. He was indeed a member of Hua Mulan's subordinates, and he really did everything right.He actually set up a game long ago to scare the chickens and monkeys, but the ridiculous thing is that he actually obediently handed over his neck as he wished.

Seeing that Fatty Huang's face was turning green and turning pale, Jiang Hua didn't forget to add insult to injury: "Could it be that it's City Lord Huang, and you still have instructions? Or do you want to crush these defectors to ashes? I'll do it right now, and it must be done safely." Safe and secure."

Seeing Jiang Hua making use of the topic, Huang Yi was so angry that his blood vessels exploded, and his face turned purple.However, Jiang Hua occupies a place in everything.

Reasonable words, let him eat Coptis chinensis - he can't tell the pain.

Jiang Hua also accepts as soon as he sees a deal, after all, Fatty Huang is two grades higher than him in terms of title, so it's just a matter of venting his anger for his own boss.The clay figurine is still a bit angry, if you really want to annoy this clay bodhisattva, everyone will break up, and he, a strong dragon, will not be able to take advantage of the situation to make waves.

As for Fatty Huang hating him, Jiang Hua didn't take it to heart at all.He, Jiang Hua, is Hua Mulan's soldier, and it's not up to others to tell him what to do.He only needs to follow the military order to guard the city well, and it's not his turn to worry about the rest of the matter.

"Eating the country's fortune is a matter of loyalty to the emperor. In my generation of warriors, I don't have the sharpness of the tongue, only fists, knives, guns, and blood. The thieves attack the city, and I am not talented. I swear to live and die with the city."

Jiang Hua finished speaking impassionedly, and then raised the knife and dropped it, the table beside him was chopped into pieces, and sawdust flew around.

"If you break this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth! There is such a case!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Huahu shouted: "Come on!"

"Here!" More than a dozen soldiers like tigers and wolves rushed in, drawing their knives in unison, the cold blade glowing with a palpitating coldness.

"Protect City Lord Huang and his personal guards well. If anyone goes out without authorization, they will be punished as surrendering to the enemy and will be killed immediately."

"Yes!"

After Wei Li finished, seeing Huang Yi's livid face and the resentment in his eyes, Jiang Hua couldn't avoid it: "The humble officer will lead people to defend the city first."

There were also a few disgruntled gangsters who couldn't understand Jiang Hua's behavior, secretly grabbed the handle of the knife, and wanted to stab Jiang Hua from behind, so as to make a long face in front of their own benefactor.

But before the knife was drawn out, it was held down by the people around, and he said in a low voice: "You don't want to die, you dare to use coldness to make a black hand. I didn't see that Yi Laoba died under the gun array, and our owner Didn't even let out a fart?"

Yi Laoba is the one with the best physical skills among them, and now he has become a lifeless corpse lying on the ground.Only then did the man who drew the knife draw down the blood in his head, this gang of soldiers is not easy to mess with, even if your feet are slippery, you can't escape being stabbed by five spears.

Then look at his own benefactor who just sat on his seat with a livid face and sulked, unable to make any moves to fight back.

If you are lucky enough to survive this time, it is time to change the master.Anyway, I have earned enough money in the past two years, and it is time to find a more promising protagonist to work for and earn a background.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.Leaving aside the house full of people with evil intentions for now, let's say that Jiang Hua hastily boarded the southern city wall, only to see horse bandits rushing in like locusts, and the south gate of the city gate was already broken by the battering hammer. is crumbling.

Every inch of the road was paved with blood and flesh, and countless young lives fell in the seemingly endless fight.

Jiang Hua knocked down a horse bandit who had climbed up the city wall, and took the time to sternly say: "Command, go to the reserve team."

"Yes!" Xiaobing's voice was choked up, and he ran away to deliver the order.Going to the reserve team means fighting to the death.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Jiang Hua's fine iron long knife was curled up in the continuous chopping, and the continuous heavy blows had already burst his tiger's mouth, and blood overflowed the entire handle.In order to prevent the long knife from slipping, Jiang Hua tore off a piece of skirt, and tied the knife tightly with his own hands.

People don't die, swords don't fall.

As the commanding team, Jiang Hua was so willing to spare his life, and the soldiers had no reason to retreat.Behind them is their country, and inside the city are their compatriots. Why should soldiers be afraid of death!

The knife was knocked flying, so I used my fist.If your hand is cut off, use your teeth.In short, they must block their way of attack with flesh and blood.

The horse bandits began to panic, and they suddenly understood why Hua Mulan was invincible and invincible, even Rouran's army dared not provoke her easily.The general does not hesitate to die, and the soldiers do not fear death. This is an army with a soul.

Whoever wants to chew this army will at least have to pay the price of knocking out their front teeth.

The horse bandits also feel sorry for their own people, but they just attacked Jintang city rashly and were frustrated. If they couldn't get a little money back, they would fall apart sooner or later.

When the horse bandits divided up their troops, they meant to bet on both ends. Even before going to Jintang City for the second call, 400 people had already come here to start the offensive.

Now the defenders in the city are at the end of their strength, and with more effort, a city can be completely defeated.Even if it is not as rich as Jintang City, it can still get enough supplies to make a comeback.And when Hua Mulan received the news and rushed over, they had already returned to the grassland and let the birds fly.

At times like this, no one is willing to give up.So both sides held back their energy and fought crazily.

Suddenly, Jiang Hua heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes, which is the sound only when most horse teams are marching.

Both sides in the war couldn't help but look up at the sudden appearance of soldiers and horses.Not long after, a few sharp-eyed soldiers exclaimed: "It's the master, it's the master who came to save us!"

"Kill these gangsters!"

"Kill them!"

Knowing that the reinforcements had arrived, the morale of the soldiers was high, and an astonishing force broke out from their bodies, knocking down the horse bandits one by one.

Exhausted, Jiang Hua leaned on a knife, knelt on one knee, and barely raised his head, which was dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

A large banner with red stripes on a black background appeared in the blurred vision, with a big letter written on it: "Flower!"

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This chapter is still a plot, I promise to send Huahua back to fall in love immediately.Fighting is a necessary foreshadowing of the plot, really, believe twelve.

After all, these two people are very familiar when they talk about it, but when they go deeper, they actually have nothing.

Mulan has only one Mulan speech, and the others are all blank, and the character design needs to be established bit by bit.Yingtai also has nothing but a personal butterfly story, so it has to be bit by bit.Pulling these two together for background framing can be really bald.

Forget it, I have to fill in my own brain holes while kneeling, and I hope you can support me a lot.

Then, I asked for a short leave, the reason being that Twelve was going to save up some manuscripts, and try to keep it updated in the future.

Finally, those who read the text come out and make a fuss, Twelve will give you red envelopes.