"Launch." Li Heng ordered calmly and decisively.
After saying that, the hand-held crossbow in his hand shot out.
Rushing in front was Tsomu, who already had experience in dealing with crossbows.
He waved the spear in his hand desperately, and blocked the crossbow arrow with a bang.
The centurion beside him also waved his spear desperately and shot down a crossbow bolt.
The three ordinary soldiers were not so lucky. Two of them were hit by arrows, but they had not yet charged.
But one of them was hit by an arrow. He lay on his horse and clung to the horse's neck, trying hard not to fall off the horse.
Tsomu paid no attention to this and shouted loudly: "Rush over and kill them."
Compared with the opponent, after all, they have a numerical advantage, and with spears, they feel that they have a good chance of winning.
He Sian had participated in three battles today and was already exhausted. He only had some compressed fairy cakes for lunch and was very hungry.
His team members were better than him, but they had also participated in two battles and had a few pieces of compressed fairy cakes for the New Year's Eve meal. They were all tired and hungry.
He Sian took a look at the sky and frowned when he saw that it was almost midnight (four o'clock in the afternoon).
"Have a rest?" He Sian glanced at the four men.
Several of the men looked at each other, and all of them felt their arms were sore and weak, and they all shook their heads.
He Sian looked at his men again and said to them: "I know that everyone is a little tired. Although the young lady has been rescued, the young lady's family is still a slave and their lives are still in danger at any time. We must cut through the mess quickly and eliminate everything in front of us. This group of warrior monks.”
"No." When they heard that they wanted to save the little lady's family, they all became full of energy.
He Si'an waved his hand forward vigorously and shouted loudly: "Kill the monk and save the little lady's family."
"Kill the monk and save the little lady's family." The other four people also waved their broken knives and shouted.
Rumble, rumble, five war horses rushed down from the mountain.
Hearing the sound of the horses behind him, Tsomu said: "Pay attention to the back and attack immediately."
After hearing the order, several chiefs immediately turned around and rushed towards He Sian with spears in both hands.
"Well done." He Sian shouted, waving his sword and rushing toward the opponent.
The two sides quickly became entangled, and his four men did not fight each other head-on, but instead revolved around each other.
An inch long and an inch strong is no joke, not to mention that the security team can only carry a sword with one hand, while the monk can hold a spear with both hands.
He Sian's men can deal with him, but he can't. He still carries his beloved little lady on his back.
If he spins around the opponent, the opponent will definitely give up on him, and the spear in his hand will be pointed directly at the little lady behind him.
He shouted, and slashed directly at the opponent with the killing knife in his hand.
Bian Ba is so long, his opponent is He Sian.
He didn't understand why He Sian didn't circle around his back at first, until he saw a human head and a woman's head behind him, and he finally understood.
Their mission this time was to kill the young lady and prevent her from escaping from the temple.
This is a woman's head, and the little lady is obviously behind this person.
Bianba rushed over with his spear and shouted: "The woman is here."
He yelled, hoping to attract the attention of his accomplices and increase his chances of winning.
"Watch the knife." He Sian knew that the young lady behind him had been exposed. No matter how high the price was, he must protect the young lady behind him.
After saying that, he slashed at Bian Ba with the Hu-killing knife in his hand.
Bian Ba laughed heartily. The other person did not circle around him, but instead he revolved around him.
He Sian couldn't help but be shocked. The other party's target was obviously the young lady behind him, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to revolve around her.
Bian Ba rotated, and in order to protect the little lady, he had to rotate with the opponent.
But his rotation angle is smaller than the opponent's, after all, the opponent rotates around him.
He Si'an's heart sank, and he was worried about the young lady behind him.
Not only did the opponent have no scruples, he also had a longer weapon and spear than his.
When the two sides compare, the advantages and disadvantages are immediately revealed.
Bianba took a fancy to this and felt extremely relaxed.
Aunt Wang also saw at this time that the monk soldier had a spear pointed at her.
She opened her mouth to yell, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt it was inappropriate and closed her mouth immediately.
Although she closed her mouth, she couldn't control her body and trembled uncontrollably.
He Si'an no longer had the energy to care about this. All his energy was focused on the spear in Bian Ba's hand.
The two of them walked around for about two times. Bian Ba became more and more proud, and He Sian became more and more nervous, and even his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
Bian Ba sneered again and again, and suddenly roared. He raised the spear in his hand and aimed at Aunt Wang.
He Sian had no way to retreat, so he shouted loudly and slashed at the opponent's spear with his sword.
There was a bang and something fell to the ground.
Bian Ba suddenly made a light move in his hand, and it turned out that the spearhead had been cut off by the opponent.
Before He Sian could relax, half of the opponent's spear suddenly came towards him, and the target was still the little lady behind him.
Seeing the spear getting closer and closer to her, Aunt Wang couldn't help but scream.
There was a snap, and just as Aunt Wang screamed, half of the spear fell to the ground.
It turned out that the killing knife in He Sian's hand was struck out in time, cutting off half of the opponent's spear.
Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous.
Bian Ba had already drawn out his sword and slashed at her with a ferocious smile, almost screaming again.
He Sian smiled coldly, and immediately stopped avoiding, and slashed at the opponent with all his strength with the killing knife in his hand.
Aunt Wang looked at the sword that He Sian had used to block her side, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She didn't dare to watch the fight between the two sides, so she hugged He Sian tightly and prayed for God's blessing.
Clink, clang, clang, both sides were spinning and slashing hard at the same time.
He Sian's forehead was steaming with steam, his nose was breathing heavily, and sweat was pouring out of his forehead.
Bian Ba was not much better, but he seemed to be in a lighter mood.
He feels that the opponent has a baggage on his back, but he has no baggage. He believes that the opponent can defeat the opponent in the end if he throws a trap.
Ding-ding-dang-dang, ding-dang-dang, Yu cut for about thirty.
Bian Ba felt a sudden lightness in his hand and was startled.
He Si'an saw that the opponent only had half of the sword, and sneered while continuing to chop at him.
Bianba knew something was wrong, turned his horse's head quickly, shouted that the woman was here, and ran away as fast as he could.
Just now, Bian Ba didn't dare to fight He Sian head-on. He always targeted Aunt Wang and had no martial ethics at all.
If the other party was upright and competitive, he could forgive the other party, but the other party specifically looked for women to attack, but it was his beloved woman, which made him extremely angry.
He Sian hated him so much that he chased him. Bianba ran a few steps, but in the end he failed to escape and was split in half by He Sian.
Although He Sian avenged his hatred, he stirred up a hornet's nest.
Several other monks saw the young lady behind He Sian and heard her scream just now. They couldn't help but be overjoyed and rushed towards He Sian.
Seeing several monk soldiers rushing towards us, Aunt Wang was even more frightened and screamed loudly.
No matter how powerful He Sian is, he can't beat ten hands with one hand.
Not only did the opponent have more people, but their weapons were longer than his, and they were all spears.
Seeing five people from the other side attacking him, he had no choice but to retreat on horseback.
Fortunately, his men also cut off the monk's spear and came together to protect He Sian and the young lady.
The monks whose spears had been cut off couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that the security team had abandoned them. They pulled out their scimitars or swords and rushed towards He Sian and the others.
"Protect the little lady, protect the young lady." He Sian's four subordinates surrounded He Sian in the middle, and they formed a circle outside.
"Kill them, kill this woman." The seven monks shouted happily while rushing towards them.
Zuomu has now blocked four arrows from Li Heng, which makes Li Xing secretly admire him.
At this time, he put on the crossbow again, and with a pop, another arrow was shot out.
Poof, Tsomu could no longer block the arrow and was shot in the right chest.
Tsomu was sweating from the pain, but he did not dare to stop swinging his spear.
Li Heng smiled coldly, mounted the crossbow, and shot out another arrow.
This time Tsomu's swing was even weaker and he was shot in the forehead.
He screamed, shook a few times, and fell off the horse.
Tsomu felt a sharp pain in his forehead, then the world began to spin, he heard a bang, and then fell into permanent darkness.
As soon as Tsomu died, his centurion soon followed in his footsteps and was killed by a captain with a crossbow.
The other three monks were even more unbearable. They were killed by the security team's crossbows not long ago.
After solving the five flies blocking the road, Li Heng was not only not happy, but also shocked.
Seven monks were surrounding He Sian and the others in front of them. Some of them used swords, knives, and spears, and they all greeted He Sian and the others.
And that little lady kept screaming when she saw so many weapons greeting them.
And He Sian was in the middle with the young lady on his back, and outside were four soldiers from the security regiment.
But these four soldiers held Polu knives in their hands, and the opponent's weapons were mostly spears.
The four people tried their best to defend themselves, but the opponent not only had more people, but also had an advantage in weapons.
At present, these four security regiment cavalrymen have been injured and are in very critical condition.
"How dare you, rat?" Li Heng couldn't help being furious, and shot a crossbow arrow at one of the monks.
The monk brandished his spear and was about to stab a soldier of the security regiment with the spear.
The monk attacked with all his strength and did not expect that there was a crossbow arrow coming from behind.
He felt severe pain coming from his back, and he could no longer hold the spear in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a thud.
He felt like there were stars in his eyes and liquid seemed to come out of his mouth.
He wiped it with his hand and saw that it was red and had a fishy smell. It turned out to be his own blood.
The monk felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe and his strength was gradually disappearing. He had to hold the horse's neck with both hands and try hard to prevent himself from falling off the horse.
Another monk's war horse was shot in the butt by the security team. The horse screamed in pain and ran around.
The monk had no choice but to withdraw his spear, stop the horse's reins with one hand, and concentrate on dealing with the horse.
A monk was shot in the left chest and felt severe pain coming from his heart.
Everything went dark before his eyes, and he was spinning and falling. Before he knew it, he lost consciousness and entered eternal darkness.
He Sian was so moved that his four subordinates tried their best to protect them, but everyone was injured.
The clothes of a security guard soldier were torn, revealing the leather armor underneath, and he looked in a miserable state.
He was still fine, but the other one had his leather armor scratched, and blood flowed from the leather armor.
A security guard soldier's arm was scratched, and blood was flowing from his arm.
A security guard soldier had a wound on his face, and blood flowed from the wound.
Seeing the murderous spear suddenly disappear, the soldiers of the security group couldn't help but be overjoyed and their morale soared.
They shouted and slashed at the four monks in front of them.
The four monks couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that the four security guards had been injured.
Among them was Shi Zhang, who shouted loudly: "The Han people are already injured. If you add more force, you can kill them off the horse."
As soon as he finished speaking, severe pain came from his back.
He shouted loudly and felt like he was about to fall backwards.
He hurriedly threw down the killing knife in his hand, resisting the severe pain coming from his back vest, and hugged the horse's neck tightly, trying not to fall.
The other one felt severe pain in his left shoulder. He knew that he had been injured and did not dare to fight anymore. He hurriedly pinched the horse's belly and was about to run away.
A monk felt severe pain coming from his thigh. He knew that he had been injured by an arrow and that there were enemies behind him. He dared not fight, so he hurriedly turned around to escape from this place of right and wrong.
Although the other monk was not injured, he saw his three accomplices starting to run away. When he knew that reinforcements from the security group had arrived, his morale suddenly dropped. He waved the sword in his hand wildly and was about to run away.
The four soldiers of the security group hated these monks so much that they would not let them escape.
They immediately pinched their horses fiercely, held the horse's reins with one hand, and chased the monk with their swords waving in their hands.
The three injured monks were originally injured. They didn't run far before they were caught up by security guards and killed on the spot.
The remaining monk's soul was in full swing, and he was desperately trying to beat his horse, trying desperately to escape from this hell.
Li Heng smiled coldly. He had already aimed at the monk and immediately pulled the trigger of the crossbow in his hand.
The monk screamed and hurriedly hugged the horse, but was chopped into two pieces by the security regiment soldiers who caught up.
He Si'an breathed a sigh of relief and boasted to Aunt Wang: "Auntie, I'm right. Our reinforcements will be here soon. Do you believe it now?"
"Officer, you are indeed powerful, and so are your reinforcements." Aunt Wang was a little embarrassed, "The slave family was so cowardly just now that they screamed in fear. Won't you punish the slave family severely?"
"Of course you will be punished if you affect the morale of the security team." He Sian said seriously.
Aunt Wang's face was pale and she asked cautiously: "Officer, how should I be punished?"
"Papa." He Sian stretched out his right hand and slapped Aunt Wang's butt twice on the spot, making two crisp sounds.
Aunt Wang's face turned red, thinking how could an official do this?
This was so embarrassing that she couldn't help but lower her head.
Aunt Wang felt really embarrassed, so she secretly passed her fingers through her fingers to see the reactions of the soldiers in the security team.
To her disappointment, none of the security officers looked at the two of them flirting, they all looked into the distance.
After He Sian spanked Aunt Wang, he felt that he was too impulsive and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, these security officers also knew his embarrassment, and they all turned their faces away.
He Si'an sighed inwardly, his face burning.
Fortunately, Wan Hongzhuang came over at this time, bowed to him, and coughed: "Shi Chang, the monks have been eliminated, what should we do now?"
"What to do, of course take the young lady and the lama out." He Sian ordered while concealing his uneasiness.
He Sian came down from the mountain and happened to meet Ma Li and others cleaning up the battlefield and rescuing the Tibetan heavy cavalry.
He felt a little embarrassed and said in a loud voice: "Report to the leader, the young lady and his brother have been rescued, and the murderer Lama has been captured alive."
He was embarrassed, and Aunt Wang was even more embarrassed. Suddenly seeing so many security groups, she dared to raise her head and buried her head tightly on He Sian's back, not daring to look at the crowd at all.
Ma Li, Xiong Hu, Zhao Xiaodong and others looked at the young lady behind He Sian and looked at each other with knowing smiles on their faces.
"Ziping (named by He Sian), you and the little lady on your back are indeed a talented and beautiful couple." Ma Li teased He Sian, and then solemnly arranged for Aunt Wang, "It seems that the security team is adding a new member. Little lady After the wound is healed, you can ask a nurse to take care of your worries."
"Thank you, Commander Ma, for the arrangement." He Si'an blushed, and he was extremely thick-skinned and asked, "What about my aunt's younger brother, Dalang?"
"This is easy to handle. Dalang is still young. We can talk about it after studying." Ma Li looked at the Yishui Terrace behind the Yishui Terrace and made arrangements.
He Sian couldn't help but be overjoyed. The security team was really close to him, and the young man and his wife would make arrangements immediately.
But there is a bigger problem, that is Wang Dalang's family.
He hesitated for a few times and finally said: "Captain Ma, my aunt's family are all slaves. If we rescue their siblings, the Tibetan nobles and lamas will most likely take it out on their family. What should we do?"
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