In the cave where soldiers were hiding, the shadow of a gun shone brightly. Tibano was wounded in the chest. He tried his best to guard against the spear heads on both sides, but he was caught off guard and was hit several times by the barrel of the gun.
"Yong'er, you go up and I go down!" Qin Changqian said again, approaching Tibano with a spear.
When Tibano heard this, he turned around to meet him, turned sideways, dodged the shot that stabbed his chest, and rushed out with a punch, hitting Qin Xiangqian in the face.
"Bang!"
The punch was so powerful that Qin Changqian was knocked away.
Tibano took the spear from Qin Changqian's hand, stabbed it hard on the ground behind him, and then pushed it away, knocking away Man Yong's spear from below.
"Founding in the east and attacking in the west, the same move won't work on me twice!" Tibano saw through Qin Changqian's plan.
After this fight, Tibano discovered that the two of them cooperated so well that there was no need for verbal communication at all. Qin Changqian suddenly spoke up, making it clear that he was talking to himself.
Man Yong felt happy when the spear in his hand was opened, and he turned around with the force. The spear drove itself, and the strength of the body twisted the spear back. The sharp spear head rotated and stabbed, heading straight for Tibano's heart.
"Snapped!"
The tip of the gun was held in Tibano's hand: "Oh, carbine, it's a very old move."
Man Yong was anxious and tried hard to pull back the spear, but he couldn't pull it out at all. Even Tibano's palm was bleeding and he was unmoved.
"Want to play with a gun? Let me teach you."
Tibano's hand loosened, and the huge inertia made Man Yong take a few steps back before he could stand still. The tip of the spear was already in front of him.
"Puff puff!"
In the dim cave where soldiers were hiding, Tibano's spear rushed out like a poisonous snake, stabbing several times in a row.
Man Yong's whole body was stabbed everywhere, and he didn't even have time to cover himself. Tibano's gun was too fast.
Man Yong was stabbed dozens of times, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent. Every time he raised the spear in his hand, it was knocked away by Tibano's spear, making him unable to defend himself.
"Xiaoyong!"
Qin Changqian was hit in the face by Tibano's punch. Coupled with his previous injuries, he felt dizzy and dizzy. But he didn't care about his own situation and rushed forward.
The two are actually master and apprentice, and they are brothers in love. At this moment, Qin Changqian just doesn't want anything to happen to Man Yong.
Tibano noticed Qin Changqian approaching from behind, stepped on the ground with his next step, twisted his waist and turned around, and actually used the same move as Man Yong just now, turning back the carbine.
The head of the gun emerged from Qin Xiangqian's back, and blood fell drop by drop from the head of the gun.
Qin Changqian looked at the spear piercing his chest, his eyes full of confusion.
"Did you see that? This is a counterattack." Tibano turned to the stunned Man Yong with a grin.
Man Yong was also stunned, not knowing what to say.
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"Xiaoyong, remember, there are many ways to use a gun, such as picking, collapsing, sweeping, pointing, etc., but the most commonly used one is to stab!"
"Brother Qin, where is the best place to thorn... thorn... thorn?" the young Man Yong asked stammeringly.
Qin Changqian smiled softly: "It depends on how long you have been practicing. If you have been practicing for ten or eight days, or even three or five years, you can stab someone else's chest. If you have been practicing for ten or twenty years, you can Stab someone in the throat. If you've been practicing it your whole life, stab someone in the head!"
"Because the chest is the biggest target, it is also the hardest for others to dodge. But when it comes to damage, the neck and head are the best. They can be killed in one hit."
Man Yong was not good at expressing himself, so he lowered his head and silently took these warnings to heart. Asked: "The chest... the chest... can't... kill with one... blow?"
"Okay, if a bullet pierces someone's heart from this position on the chest, even the Great Luo Immortal can't save him!" Qin Changqian pointed to the position of his heart.
Tibano enjoyed Man Yong's stunned look and pushed the spear in his hand gently. Qin Changqian was taken back two steps and was on the verge of collapse.
"Brother Qin..." Man Yong called softly. He couldn't believe that his brother Qin, who was so good at shooting, was stabbed in the chest by a gun.
"Don't worry, he is still breathing." Tibano said to Man Yong: "What is your relationship? You look like brothers. That's good. How I pierced him, now let him see it again !”
As Tibano said, he picked up a spear from the ground, held it in his hand, and slowly walked towards Man Yong.
Qin Changqian tremblingly stretched out a finger to Man Yong, made a hissing gesture, and then grabbed the spear on his chest. Enduring the pain, he gradually pulled the spear out of his chest.
Man Yong looked in pain, his lips trembled slightly, and he was speechless at all.
Tibano grinned. He had seen this expression too many times.
In Beiyi, he led the Hefan tribe and defeated countless tribes. When the men in the tribe were killed, the women and children looked like this, terrified and unbelievable...
Finally, Qin Changqian took out all the half-red spears, held them in his hands, and walked towards Tibano little by little.
I wonder if he lost too much blood and became very weak. In short, his steps are very light, very light...
Tibano raised his spear, preparing to give the boy in front of him a fatal blow.
Suddenly, he felt something strange behind him, and he ducked, narrowly dodging Qin Changqian's shot.
Qin Changqian hit the target with one blow, his heart trembled, and he jumped forward quickly.
I don't know if it was because of flashbacks, but Qin Xiangqian's movements were several times faster than before. Before Tibano's gun could be raised, Qin Xiangqian knocked it aside, held the gun with both hands, and firmly restrained Tibano. hands.
"Quick! Xiaoyong!" Qin Changqian shouted at the top of his lungs. "Quick, kill him!"
Although Man Yong was scared, he still rushed over with a gun in two steps: "Qin...Brother Qin, stab...where?"
"Kill him!!!" Qin Changqian didn't have time to think about this basic question. He now only used all his strength on the gun barrel in his hand, for fear that Tibano would break free.
Tibano would not sit still and struggled desperately.
"Snapped!"
The barrel of the gun broke, and Tibano broke away, startling Man Yong and taking a few steps back.
Qin Changqian opened his arms again, stepped forward and hugged Tibano tightly: "Hurry up, Xiaoyong! I can't hold it anymore! Kill him!"
With the "dangerous situation" just now, Man Yong did not dare to neglect, but when he thought that behind Tibanuo was Qin Changqian...
"Brother Qin... I... don't dare. You are behind... I... I can't control... my... strength." Man Yong was frightened and stuttered.
"Hurry up..." Qin Xiangqian's face turned red. Due to the exertion, his chest and Tibano's back were all red, and large amounts of blood flowed out from the wound on Qin Xiangqian's chest.
Man Yong hesitantly stretched out his spear in front of Tibano, but he didn't dare to stab it.
Timpano watched the tip of the spear getting closer and closer to him, feeling anxious in his heart.
Holding his breath and concentrating, he used both hands to break away suddenly: "Get away!"
Qin Changqian could no longer hold on, and finally let go of his hands...
"ah!!!"
Man Yong roared and stabbed him with a spear.
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One shot pierced both of them.
Heart.
As soon as Tibano broke free from Qin Changqian's restraints, he was stabbed by the spear and fell back, leaning on Qin Changqian's body. Both hands wanted to grab the spear in front of him, but just when he grabbed it, he couldn't move it.
His hands dropped.
"I am really unwilling to die here... I have always wanted to win Guicheng, but I never thought that I would die in Guicheng..."
Tibano murmured to himself, and his body gradually softened...
Man Yong quickly drew out his spear and stepped forward to support Qin Changqian: "Brother Qin...I...I didn't mean it...I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to kill him...I..."
"Xiaoyong...well done." Qin Changqian raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty and showed a smile.
Man Yong pulled Qin Changqian up and carried him on his back. Although he was seriously injured, he couldn't care less now and staggered towards the exit.
"Brother Qin, hold on! Master must have a way to save you! You must hold on!"
Qin Changqian's eyes gradually blurred, and his consciousness began to slowly dissipate...
"Hey! Two days! Why are you here?"
Slowly opening his eyes, he was lying in the haystack, with Yue'er's beautiful figure in front of him.
"Yue'er!" Qin Changqian couldn't believe it and wiped his eyes: "Yes, it's really Yue'er!"
Yue'er walked over slowly with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.
"Don't... I'm covered in blood. I'm afraid I'll scare you." Qin Changqian quickly took two steps back.
"Blood stain? Where is the blood stain? It's quite clean!" Yue'er tilted her head and said.
Qin Changqian looked at his body and found that the blood stains were gone. He was dressed in sackcloth, just like when he was in Lincheng.
"Is this... a dream?" Qin Changqian couldn't believe it.
"What? Are you having a nightmare?" Yue'er threw herself into Qin Changqian's arms.
Qin Changqian held Keren'er in his arms and smelled the fragrance of her hair: "Maybe it was really a dream..."
"What did you dream about? Tell me!" Yue'er raised her head and asked with a smile.
"I dreamed that I became a general! Leading many soldiers and horses!"
"How many are many?"
"Many, many, that is...three hundred thousand..."
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"Quickly...take the lady...first..." Before a moon-watching man could say anything, he was stabbed by a spear. There was a barb on the head of the spear, which hooked his body and dragged him into the side. There was no movement in the military formation.
"Madam... let's go!" Mo Peng was covered in blood, both his own and others'. He didn't bother to wipe it off, so he picked up He Yue'er and rushed forward.
Moon-Watching Man is worthy of being a person who has survived the roar of the camp. He can almost be described as someone who has experienced hundreds of battles. Hundreds of people faced the countless Beiyi army, and now they have just lost half of them.
If it were an ordinary soldier, even a few thousand would be useless.
Behind them, the nine-foot-tall golden Arhat was still there, standing erect.
Qi Guoxie's steel whip hit the Arhat's body without any pain or itching, not even a wrinkle.
"Buddha said, don't kill." The golden Arhat said with his hands clasped together and his eyes lowered.
