Ezhe has already jumped like thunder.

The duck to the beak flew.

In order to come here, arrange all this, he can be said to have tried his best, here, although it is a desert, but after all, it is too close to the Ming Dynasty's pass, and there are many Ming army fortresses and fortresses nearby, if it were not for this Zhou La here, he would definitely not make this decision.

And now...... It's all gone.

But at this time, there was still a dead man: "This is true, it really fell from the sky, such a big ball, just like this, I swear to God." ”

"Shut up!" Enraged, he whipped the man with a whip in his hand.

Suddenly, the man screamed, and his head was covered in blood.

Ezhe roared angrily: "Even if there are gods, there will be things falling from the sky, they are also bless our descendants of Genghis Khan, not those Han people, to this day, you still want to talk nonsense, do you really think, I will believe your nonsense?" Enough, you must have let him go, it must be so, come and tie them up and cut off their heads. ”

The people who watched the night begged for mercy.

Ezhe laughed: "Haha, I have followed my father Khan, what kind of world I have never seen, but I will never believe your nonsense, such bizarre things, I ......"

As he looked up and laughed, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Then, looking at a black spot in the sky.

Is that...... Birds?

But why did the bird fall vertically?

And most importantly, why birds only have one wing.

The thing fell so fast that he didn't even think about it, and suddenly, he saw that it was an axe, an axe from the sky.

All the legends and stories can't tell such things, I have only heard of Sister Lin falling from the sky, and gold ingots falling from the sky, but ...... Why axes.

It was a sharp hand axe, and the wind swept straight down, carrying the power of a rock-shattering stone.

Anything that fell from a height of a thousand meters, let alone an axe, was a stone, and it was extremely amazing.

Ezhe was silent.

He didn't laugh anymore, a little dazed.

He subconsciously wanted to hide.

Only to find that these damn Night Watchmen were hugging his thighs.

They cried, kept begging for mercy, humbly hugged his thighs, and said repeatedly: "It's true, it's true, it's really a flying ball, it fell from the sky, it really fell from the sky......"

Ezhe's feet kept struggling, but it was too late, everything was too late.

Skilled in arching horses since childhood, he is known as the 'Battle' of the steppe, the so-called Battle, which means warrior and hero, although, as the son of the Great Khan, may have some water in this so-called 'Battle', and it may be that other warriors always have room when fighting with him. may obtain such a title, and Ezhe's force is extraordinary.

Originally, with his cheetah-like agility, he might ...... It can be avoided.

But when several clansmen hugged his feet, a terrible thought crossed his mind in an instant, and I ...... Will he be hacked to death by an axe that falls from heaven......

This idea is ridiculous, because even the most imaginative person can imagine that a person would die in such a way.

Can it be ......

At this moment, between the lightning and flint, the axe really fell vertically.

The sound of breaking the air, with a whistling. The sharpness of the axe, especially the sharpness.

Click......

There was a muffled sound.

No one reacted.

And Ezhe's eyes were wide open.

Blood, is blood...... Flowing slowly down his forehead, the sharp axe was inserted straight into his skull, the skull is the hardest place in man, ordinary people with a sword, may not be able to split, but this axe, impartial, smashed directly into his skull.

Then, the blood flowed more and more, like a canopy, and the blood sprayed out.

The clansmen around him didn't react.

They don't even know where the axe came from.

Some people began to react, pressing the hilt of the knife at their waists, looking left and right in panic, and exclaiming: "There are assassins, there are assassins......

But...... There are assassins on the left and right.

The people who lay on the ground and begged for mercy were also stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Ezhe was still standing, his eyes were still wide open, and at that moment, he was in pain, but at this moment, countless incredible thoughts crossed his mind.

This...... Maybe it's a joke from heaven?

Then, his burly figure fell to the ground with a bang.

It's not a joke, at least, no one can laugh right now.

Ezhe is dead......

He who dies cannot die anymore.

The restless clansmen let out a cry of terror.

Even if they boasted that they were men on the grassland, they were not afraid of the sky and the earth, but when they suddenly saw such a supernatural thing, they were still extremely panicked.

"Axe...... Where did it come from? ”

"Heavenly ...... It fell from the sky, like ...... It seems like that........."

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In the rattan basket, there were suddenly two more people, and in addition, the balloon was a little leaky, although it was not serious, but it was ...... Obviously, the speed of the flight is much slower.

Yang Biao tilted his head, he suddenly missed his axe, it was a very good axe, it looked the same as himself, square and square, at the beginning, it really shouldn't have been lost, if it was still kept, he could go home to chop firewood, his mother-in-law had been reluctant to buy a silver hairpin, he sold the axe, and then made up some of his own wages, this silver hairpin, maybe it will come.

"It's bad, it's bad." He took out a leather bag from the rattan basket, hid to the side and took a sip of wine, looking very melancholy, his face was full of sadness, and he was slightly drunk, so he slapped himself in the face.

Zhou La, who was shivering coldly and curled up in the blanket on the side, was startled, and hurriedly said: "If you have something to say, don't hit people, don't beat, the gentleman doesn't move." When he reacted, it turned out that it was not himself who was going to fight, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, stop drinking."

"Why?" Yang Biao glared at him.

Zhou Labu put on a smiling face and said in a gentle tone: "Didn't you say that you controlled this balloon?" You're drunk, what are we going to do? ”

"Oh." Yang Biao cheered up, he almost forgot that Engong had let him take them back.

He stood up and put away the skin, and then remembered that he drank wine, and he had the urge to urinate again, without saying a word, he directly released the water, facing the wind, and the hot liquid floated back to the bamboo basket like snow wool, bit by bit on Zhou La's face, Zhou La said: "You ...... person"

"What's wrong?" Yang Biao looked back at him.

Zhou La smiled again: "Good urine, this urine should only be in the sky." ”

Shen Ao held the binoculars, kept poking his head out, and looked at the ground: "Hey, hey, hey, it's almost Yanshan, you see, Shanhaiguan is not far away, land quickly, prepare to land." ”

Yang Biao nodded, he skillfully began to adjust the fire power of the oil can, and suddenly sighed: "Oh no, I forgot a big thing." ”

Shen Ao couldn't help but say, "What? ”

"Iron anchor, we don't have an iron anchor, didn't we cut the rope of the iron anchor? The iron anchor is still in place, and there is no iron anchor, what can I do? ”

"What do you mean?" Zhou La chuckled in his heart, looking at the mountains and rivers underground, his head was a little dizzy.

"That means we probably won't be able to land." Yang Biao said.

"What, what are you doing here to save me?" Zhou La felt that he was going crazy, he was here to endure Yang Biao's violent temper, endure the cold wind in the sky, overcome the fear in the sky, and even endure the fishy shame.

In order to be able to go home safely, he wants to go home, he misses his grandmother, thinks of his father, misses his father, and misses his delicate wife, but ...... Then what are you going to do to save me, I stay there, at most I will be hacked to death by the Tatars, at least this way of death, it is still acceptable, and you are now telling me that I am going to fall from here, and my body will not be found.

"Shut up." Yang Biao was upset.

"You ...... man"

Yang Biao glared at him: "I'm just so short-tempered." ”

On this balloon, Yang Biao is the master of everything.

Zhou La didn't have a temper at all.

Shen Ao pursed his lips, ready to prepare for the worst.

"From now on, let's throw all the hard objects in the rattan basket, whether it is a sword, anyway, we can throw it out, prepare to force a landing, I will slowly reduce the amount of fire, this balloon will slowly fall, this rattan basket has an advantage, that is, it can help us fall down, block the gravel, so, we have to tie ourselves to the rattan basket, not only that, there are also several layers of blankets and quilts, you are all wrapped in the body."

Yang Biao gritted his teeth and began to discard the sharp weapon, and then, looking for ropes, tied all three of them in rattan baskets, and wrapped blankets and cotton cloths around their bodies, especially their heads, revealing only one eye and nostril.

When everything was ready, he began to slowly close the valve of the oil oil, but there was still a little fire left, so the heat began to decrease, and the balloon began to slowly descend.

Seeing that he was still standing, Zhou La couldn't help but say, "If you wrap it up, you will fall to death." ”

Yang Biao couldn't help but say: "Ehya, look at my hot temper, try it again, ***, my name is Biaozi, do you know?" I promised Engong that I would bring you back alive, and if I let you go back alive, I would go back alive. I haven't read any books, I believe what my mother says, what Engong tells me to do, I will do anything, all in all, you will live, Hugh will be verbose, you will fall. ”

He stared, the balloon began to fall rapidly, he grabbed the rattan basket tightly, and shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while, if I die, remember one thing, take care of my old lady."

Whistling in my ears, the balloon kept descending, a little violent.

It began to slowly pass through the wall, and between this wall was inside and outside the gate.

At this time, Yang Biao didn't dare to be idle, and quickly began to open some valves to increase the heat, so the speed of decline slowed down suddenly.

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Chapter 5 is delivered, I have a cold, I can't stand it, I'm drowsy, it's okay to give a monthly ticket, at least I can let the tiger pretend that he still has someone to care about.