In the dark, Chang Siguo felt strange. He was indeed controlling his body, but he could clearly feel the emotional difference between himself and Hei Wa. Now the two people's consciousnesses had merged in the entanglement.
At this time, Chang Siguo was more like a bystander, "seeing" Hei Wa's eyes turned red instantly.
After a few leaps, Hei Wa howled and slashed at the bearded enemy who was chasing him.
The heavy sword was carried by the strong wind, and there was a faint and almost invisible red light flashing on the blade. Chang Siguo, who was in a bystander state of consciousness, caught some abnormalities and was stunned for a moment. What is this?
He was sure that he was not mistaken. The red light gave him a palpitating feeling.
"Bang", the heavy sword cut through the sword that the bearded man blocked.
In the stunned and frightened eyes of the big beard, the blade was as sharp as snow, splitting the big beard in half.
The tall man who was fighting fiercely with Mu Shuangquan fell off his horse and the enemy cavalry was not too far away. He saw the miserable condition of his companion at a glance and was frightened. He suddenly became timid and did not dare to stay any longer. He forced him back with two sword blows. , trying to get away in a flash.
The tall enemy cavalry really didn't dare to think that the big black man could withstand the combined blow of the cavalry and the cavalry with just his flesh and blood, and even killed the cavalry in return. He could recover in such a short time, with just one blow. , beheaded another Beirong warrior, and cut him off in four cuts!
What kind of strength is that?
Could it be that he is a physical trainer in the Nanping Kingdom's army?
Thinking about it, it seems impossible. Body refiners have a respected position in the army, so how could they condescend to serve as lowly soldiers on the border?
However, the strength of that burly guy is far superior to that of the Nanping soldiers. How can we explain this? He had to escape.
Mu Shuangquan would not let the tall enemy cavalry escape. He chased after him, slashing with one knife after another. He had to quickly deal with the enemy in front of him, and then check the injury of the black-faced old soldier's arrow. He didn't know whether the black old turtle could Survive this?
The remaining potential of Hei Wa's consciousness seemed to be burned and tapped out at this moment. With a sensitive and almost beast-like instinct, Hei Wa turned around and dodged a hidden arrow shot from behind by a distant enemy.
He suddenly turned around, took big steps, grabbed the heavy knife and ran towards the enemy in the distance.
As fast as a galloping horse, he vowed to kill the thief to avenge Father Hei.
The short-bearded enemy rider raised his bow and shot an arrow again, but Hei Wa, who was running quickly, dodged slightly and avoided the long arrow.
Seeing that two arrows in a row failed to hit the opponent, and could not even block the opponent for a moment, the short-bearded enemy rider panicked and hurriedly limped towards the few war horses staying nearby.
A run that was sure to win was overturned by the barbarian!
How could he dare to face the Nanping barbarians who were chasing after him wildly? They were too barbaric and powerful!
Hei Wa ran so hard that there was strong wind under his feet, and he could reach the distance of dozens of steps in less than seven or eight breaths.
The enemy rider with a short beard was injured, so he grabbed the reins of a war horse, stepped on the horse's back, and Hei Wa's attack arrived.
Jumping up to seven or eight feet high and spanning a distance of two feet, Heiwa volleyed in the air and roared: "Kill!"
The heavy sword is sharp and the red light flashes and then disappears.
The short-bearded enemy knight gritted his teeth, waved his sword desperately to block, and kicked the horse's belly with all his strength.
As long as he buys a moment, after the war horse runs, he will not be afraid of the Nanping barbarians chasing him. He still doesn't believe that no matter how fast a person runs, he can still run faster than a four-legged galloping horse?
Let him fight for his life with his opponent. He has no courage at all. Even if he grabs the horse, he dare not fight again. The opponent's murderous intention is too strong and his brute force is unmatched.
"Dang", one knife, four cuts again!
The sword was broken into two pieces and hit the ground.
The war horse was frightened and suddenly rushed forward, knocking down the short-bearded enemy rider from the left chest to the right abdomen, and the upper half of the body. The short-bearded enemy rider died before the fear on his face subsided, with his eyes wide open.
Heiwa fell to the ground and bent down to half-crouch. He lost all his inertial strength, turned around and slashed at the enemy cavalry's head with his hands to grab it. He was covered in blood and looked like a ghost before he ran back wildly.
Elsewhere, Mu Shuangquan wanted to capture someone alive, but it was difficult to grasp the balance during the fight. He struck hard and killed the timid opponent. He almost rushed to the spot where the black-faced old soldier fell to the ground with Hei Wa. .
Throwing aside the head and Bengkouzi's heavy knife, Heiwa carefully helped the black-faced old soldier and cried out pitifully:
"Dad, dad wake up..." The sadness was beyond words.
Mu Shuangquan was worried that Hei Wa Mao's hands and feet were not serious, so he quickly stopped him: "Wait, Hei Wa, don't move around, wait until I cut off the arrow shaft." He squatted forward, holding the lower end of the arrow shaft with one hand, and holding the knife with the other. Use a sharp cut with the edge of the knife facing outward, and the arrow shaft will be cut off neatly.
Holding the dark-faced old soldier, he turned it over steadily. Mu Shuangquan probed with his fingers and only detected a weak pulse.
The arrow hit the left side of the back of the heart and penetrated more than two inches into the flesh. At this time, he was in the wilderness again. Mu Shuangquan was helpless and complained in his heart. Hei Lao Turtle might not be able to escape this time!
After a while, the black-faced old soldier woke up faintly, opened his turbid old eyes, and saw Hei Wa, covered in blood, hugging him and crying. He rolled his eyes again, and saw Shi Chang coming over intact, knowing that the battle was finally won. .
Showing a smile, the dark-faced old soldier with trembling lips said weakly: "Hei Wa, don't cry... I can't do it if I don't shed tears if my man bleeds. From now on, you take good care of yourself... Lao Mu, please... All my gains this time... will be given to Hei Wa... in exchange for credit..."
When he spoke intermittently, his voice was too low to be heard.
Even though Mu Shuangquan was used to seeing life and death, he was also grieving unbearably. He had been partnering with Hei Lao Turtle for four years.
From being an assassin and a pawn, he accumulated military merits and was promoted to the rank of captain, and then to the rank of sergeant. During this period of life and death, the two of them experienced many dangers. Hei Lao Turtle was of great help to him.
With his years and ability in the army, Hei Lao Turtle should have been a captain or even team leader. It's just that Hei Lao Turtle has been unlucky every time and missed many opportunities. Therefore, he is still in the position of team leader until now. Hanging out.
Mu Shuangquan held the skinny left hand that Hei Lao Turtle was groping with, and nodded in agreement: "Old turtle, don't worry, I understand what you mean. The credit this time is enough to give Hei Wa a free time without patrolling the border or fighting." Editor, I will go out of my way to help him fight for it."
The old black turtle muttered something vague, put down his worries, tilted his head, and tilted it to one side.
Hei Wa was stunned for a long time, hugging the black-faced old soldier and letting out a sad cry.
He is stupid,
He is stupid,
He is indifferent and stubborn, but he knows in his heart who is really nice to him or fake.
When Hei Dad passed away, Hei Wa's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, his sorrow was like insects and ants gnawing at his bones, and the pain was beyond words... Even Chang Siguo, who was watching consciously, felt the same way, full of sadness, and felt so uncomfortable!
Mu Shuangquan patted Hei Wa on the shoulder and gave him silent comfort. He was a rough guy in the army and couldn't say anything else.
He stayed distracted and paid attention to the movements everywhere.
The battlefield has not been cleaned yet, and the corpses of enemy cavalry scattered everywhere have not been touched.
He had to be on guard, and could no longer be hit by hidden arrows like the old black turtle. He sighed deeply in his heart. After all, such a shrewd hob meat as the old turtle was getting old, and his reactions were no longer as good as last year. Otherwise, he would have to use a bow and arrow to deal with a person thirty steps away. , the dismounted Beirong bandit cavalry again, how could they need to concentrate so much that they were hit by an arrow in the back?
He glanced around, suddenly froze, and looked at the damn big eagle that was still circling in the sky.
Their whereabouts were discovered, and they were all guided by the falcons raised by the Beirong thieves.
Mu Shuangquan hated the falcon soaring in the sky, and he had to get rid of it quickly, otherwise, when the falcon confirmed that all the Bei Rong bandit cavalry on the ground were dead, it would soon turn around and head north, attracting the northern troops from the brigade. If the army and thieves ride, that will be a big trouble.
Picking up the discarded horn bow and arrows on the ground, Mu Shuangquan thought for a while and said to Hei Wa, whose crying gradually stopped: "Hei Wa, quickly shoot down that flat hair in the sky, and don't let it go back to report the news."
Chang Siguo clearly felt the hostility and grief in his body. As a ray of grayish breath overflowed from his body, all kinds of messy memory images were quickly accepted by him.
He knew that this body was completely his, without any vague obstacles or constraints.
In an instant, the negative emotions were swept away, and there was no more blockage in my heart.
