It was a typical Western Wilderness man, with a burly figure and hair tied into many small braids and scattered on his head. He felt sensitive. When Zhang Sanhua's knife approached him, he suddenly turned around and the braid was thrown open. He let go of the clamp on the mate and swung the knife to his chest to resist Zhang Sanhua's attack.

He wanted to catch the two swords, but made a crisp sound. Zhang Sanhua took several steps back in a row due to the counter-shock. When he looked at the Western Wilderness people, he just stood there and swayed.

He has a lot of strength.

Holding his powerful left hand, Zhang Sanhua sideways to avoid the attack of the soldiers in the Western Wilderness side, and with a backhand, the soldier fell down without even screaming.

"Interesting." The strong man with a braid looked at Zhang Sanhua, snatched the knife in her hand, and smiled, "Donghua people use my Western Huang sword, don't you feel heavy?"

When the two armies fight and clean the battlefield, they will inevitably seize the opponent's weapons. However, the big swords in the Western Wilderness are generally used to rebuild, and rarely used directly. This is because the big swords in the Western Wilderness are not purified enough, hard but crisp. In order to ensure that they do not collapse, they are cast very thickly and naturally they are heavy. There is a difference in physique between the Eastern Chinese and Western Wilderness people. This big sword is not that they cannot afford it, but they will greatly shorten their endurance. It is better to use weapons they are used to.

The knife that Zhang Sanhua grabbed was well-cast, with good toughness and good blade edges, but it was still slightly heavy. But this heavy hand was suitable for Zhang Sanhua.

Without the intention of talking too much with that person, Zhang Sanhua rushed up again. In the flash, the two fought more than ten times, and Zhang Sanhua was always bounced away and rushed up again, forcing the man to take several steps back.

"Happy!" The man popped Zhang Sanhua open again, and the man laughed a few times, "What a pity, you are an Eastern Chinese."

Zhang Sanhua frowned, and the man rushed towards him with a knife. The wind around him was brought up by him, and it was full of wind.

Zhang Sanhua swallowed. Now she has no confidence in dealing with this Western Wilderness man.

When the north wind came, Zhang Sanhua understood that she could only dodge, not resist. But this man was not only extremely strong, but also slow. Zhang Sanhua failed to dodge all his attacks and resisted several times.

Zhang Sanhua gasped, feeling that her arms were numb and she was not very helpless.

The Western Wilderness man raised his sword again and slashed at him with a grim smile. Zhang Sanhua rolled on the spot, and then heard a loud noise and found that a crack was slowly cracking between the ground and the man's sword.

Zhang Sanhua stood up again and met the man's sight. The Western Wilderness man's eyes were bloodshot and showed a bloody smile, looking very crazy.

Zhang Sanhua's heart slowly sank. When she met this person, if she ran away, she could escape unstoppable, but her partner would be alive.

It seemed as if he had returned to the day he met Da Ya, and was almost the same situation. Zhang Sanhua felt the burning pain in her chest, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness spreading up.

Without giving Zhang Sanhua a chance to breathe, the people of the Western Wilderness slashed over like a storm. Zhang Sanhua looked like a weak grass, blown to the east and west, but she was not broken. But Zhang Sanhua knew that she couldn't last long.

She could hardly hold the knife.

With a distance from the Western Wilderness people, Zhang Sanhua led his bow and arrow and pointed directly at the crazy beast. Zhang Sanhua aimed at his eyes, but his hands were a little shaking after all. Although the distance was not very far, he could only attack a rough range.

An arrow shot in the air. The Western Wilderness people dodged and swept away a lot, but they still got an arrow. The arrow shot on his left forearm. He took a look and pulled it out directly without pain.

A stream of blood poured out with his movements, and Zhang Sanhua felt a little cold on her body.

After throwing away the empty arrow pouch, Zhang Sanhua raised the knife again. However, her knife trembled as hard as her heart.

The people of the Western Wilderness discovered her condition and walked over with a grim smile. This time he walked very slowly, step by step, and every step was like stepping on Zhang Sanhua.

Following the footsteps of the Western Wilderness people, Zhang Sanhua slowly lowered her body, bent like a bow that was pulled.

She can do it, try again at the end, concentrate and have a knowing blow.

When the Western Wilderness people were three steps away from him, he raised his knife, and Zhang Sanhua still stared at him with all concentration in hopes of finding a fatal flaw.

Then, she saw half of her familiar figure behind the people of Xihuang.

The trooper's sword slashed the back of the Western Wilderness people, and the trooper paused for a moment. The trooper wanted to draw the sword, but he couldn't pull it out.

Then, the people of Xihuang turned around, reached out and pinched the long neck accurately, and lifted the pretty tall man up.

The team leader tried his best to clamp his hands like iron pliers, but it was useless. He looked in the direction of Zhang Sanhua. Zhang Sanhua could see his eyes bulging as if they were about to burst out, and there was no help on his face, only urging him.

Urge her to do it quickly.

Zhang Sanhua took a short breath and saw the muscles on the arms of the Western Wilderness people squirming. He heard a slight crisp sound. The long neck tilted to the side, and his hands slowly drooped.

It is really slow, a little too slow, and it is very unreal. There is also a world that slows down at the same time in Zhang Sanhua's eyes.

Zhang Sanhua rushed up, but her body couldn't keep up with her thinking. She almost staggered and then returned to balance, and her speed was a little faster than before.

When the people of the Western Wilderness found that something was wrong and wanted to raise their hands to defend themselves, Zhang Sanhua was already one foot in front of him.

Then, in his unbelievable eyes, Zhang Sanhua cut off his head.

The head rolled around a few times, his face full of fear and his eyes were cracked.

He was covered in blood and covered in fishy blood. Zhang Sanhua stood on the city wall like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"She killed Lord Ukan." Suddenly, a man from the Western Wilderness called out, "She killed Lord Ukan!!"

As if he had suffered some blow, the people of the Western Wilderness on the city wall looked horrified. They looked at the headless corpse and then Zhang Sanhua. They suddenly lost their fighting spirit and ran away in screaming.

The remaining Donghua soldiers looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

Zhang Sanhua walked to the head of the house who was tilted to the ground. He was shining with his shiny big head. He felt his eyes sore, so he could only close it and take a break.

A dull sound came from under the city wall, which was the sound of the collision between the wood and the city gate in the car.

Zhang Sanhua opened her eyes again, walked to the wall and took a look, galloping towards the direction where the Western Wilderness people fled. The remaining Donghua soldiers looked at each other and followed.

Zhang Sanhua did not go to clean the city wall, but went straight to the city tower and walked step by step towards the city gate. There were many soldiers blocking her, but none of them dared to attack her. Instead, she went further and they took a step back.

This is what the soldiers from Donghua saw when they came down.

When Zhang Sanhua heard the movement behind, she turned her head slightly, and then suddenly showed a pure smile.

This laughter scared the soldiers from the Western Wilderness to death.

Zhang Sanhua rushed up directly, and the soldiers scattered one after another. Some of them could not dodge and were directly killed by Zhang Sanhua. The Donghua soldiers behind saw this and rushed up.

The people in the Western Wilderness were afraid of Zhang Sanhua, and they were not necessarily afraid of these soldiers. At this time, they seemed even more fierce to survive. Zhang Sanhua couldn't take much care of him, so he rushed to the city gate and stabbed the log that was inserted into the city gate.

If it was a Donghua standard knife, Zhang Sanhua would not dare to cut it like this, but now she is the Western Huang sword in her hand, so it is still possible to use it as an axe. With one knife, the logs were missing.

There was a vibration and a sound from the city gate, and the collision outside the gate was starting again.

Zhang Sanhua cut off the second, third and fourth swords.

It was not that no one wanted to stop her, but she was either blocked by the Donghua soldiers around her or was given a knife by Zhang Sanhua and rolled to the ground. When Zhang Sanhua cut the tenth sword, the city gate shook for a while, and the crash outside the city seemed to be encouraged, and the subsequent impact became even more intense.

When Zhang Sanhua cut out the thirteenth knife, the log made a crackling sound with an attack from the crash.

Zhang Sanhua put away his knife, looked back at the Donghua people beside him, and shouted loudly, "Go!"

The soldiers were used to being ordered, and at this time the conditioned reflex followed Zhang Sanhua and rushed out without taking a few steps. There was a loud noise behind him. The log fell to the ground in half and the city gate was knocked open. The iron-clad bumper stretched out from the crack of the door that was knocked open, and several Western-Era soldiers were flying directly at the door.

Zhang Sanhua turned around and saw the light coming out of the gradually opened crack of the door. She squinted her eyes and covered her with her hands. She saw many Zhang's strange Donghua's faces with a fever and excitement, and rushed in like a dam breaking a dam.

Countless people flew past her. Zhang Sanhua was hit a few times, and she was still unable to recover. Suddenly someone patted her. Zhang Sanhua looked up and saw that it was the young man who raised the shield for her. The young man pursed his lips and said nothing. Zhang Sanhua smiled and reached out to get the arrow bag he carried on his shoulder.

I just broke the city, and after that, there is still a tough battle to fight.

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The Jungle of South Vietnam.

Qi Huangwu waited restlessly on the edge of the formation, and looked into the woods from time to time. Not long after, Qi Fengming came out of it, and Qi Huangwu quickly met.

"How is it? Can you go out?"

Qi Fengming took out the bamboo tube and drank a sip of water, shook his head.

"Although the formation tends to be reduced, we still can't get out. We still have to wait, it will take about a month."

After hearing this, Qi Huangwu kicked the soil under her feet unhappily.

Seeing her childish behavior, Qi Fengming couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although they were all in their thirties and they might have grandchildren outside, they lived in isolation from the outside world since childhood, and no matter how many books they read, they could not make up for their shortcomings in interpersonal communication. Especially, Sister, she was too naive. I really don't know whether it's good or bad to get out.

"Brother..." Qi Huangwu didn't notice Qi Fengming's worried gaze, "I only wear those clothes that I can wear. Will people laugh after I go out?"

Qi Fengming calmed down, sighed, and comforted, "It's okay, my dad has left a lot of valuable things. I'll make you a few more clothes at that time, and you can wear one set and throw one out."
Chapter completed!