Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan saw through Maguatu's conspiracy

++++++++++++++++++ Mag Atu ordered a strict search of the nearby area, and it was bound to search out Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan, but Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan had already divided their troops into two ways and arranged a qiē to wait for Marg Atu's bait.

Several Jurchen soldiers raised their spears in their hands, wantonly playing with the tall grass and branches around their bodies, and while playing, they let out oohhhhhh

Ma Xiaoquan squatted on a tree, staring at the Jurchen soldiers under the tree with his eyes, he was looking for a flaw, and he was also waiting for an opportunity to start.

Ma Xiaoquan promised Li Qinghan not to kill anyone, so he didn't have any sharp weapons in his hands, but with his skills, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with those Jurchen soldiers, not to mention that Ma Xiaoquan was secretly the enemy in the dark.

“#@！ #......&#@" Several Jurchen soldiers exchanged words, and then searched separately.

"Good chance!" Ma Xiaoquan's eyebrows moved, and he slid down the trunk gently.

At this time, a Jurchen soldier walked towards the direction he was in, Ma Xiaoquan hunched his body and hid behind a big tree, when the Jurchen soldier turned his head to look away, he suddenly stretched out his hands, one hand covered the other party's mouth, and the other hand quickly pulled the other party behind the tree, the Jurchen soldier's neck was restrained, but his body kept twisting, trying to forcibly break free from Ma Xiaoquan's restraints.

Ma Xiaoquan frowned, his heart was on fire, "click~", he didn't grasp the strength of his hand, and suddenly twisted the neck of the Jurchen soldier.

"Oh no~" Ma Xiaoquan was secretly annoyed in his heart, if it weren't for the Jurchen soldier's struggle, he probably wouldn't have used so much force.

Gently putting down the Jurchen soldiers, Ma Xiaoquan shifted the target to another person.

Because the Jurchen soldier struggled just now and made a sound, the two Jurchen soldiers closest to him heard the sound.

Seeing his companion lying under the tree, one of them stepped forward and stretched out his hand to probe his breath, and then Ula Ullah said a few words.

As soon as the words fell, the Jurchen soldiers who had been scattered to search immediately gathered in this direction.

Ma Xiaoquan stood on the tree, covering his body with dense leaves, and after the Jurchen soldiers gathered, he suddenly let out a loud cry and fell from the sky.

"Bang bang" The homemade stick in Ma Xiaoquan's hand kept waving, and before the Jurchen soldiers could react, he had already knocked them all to the ground.

It is inevitable to make a sound, but Ma Xiao doesn't care, that's what he wants.

Sure enough, this time it was loud, loud enough to catch Magatu's attention.

Originally, Maguatu led another team to search the rear, and when he heard the noise here, he immediately led his troops forward.

Ma Xiaoquan had already walked away, the fingers of his right hand were round, and he whistled loudly in his mouth.

In the rear, Li Qinghan, who had been hiding for a long time, nodded slightly, and then quickly pulled out the snake sword at his waist and slashed down at several ropes that had already been prepared.

The coiled snake sword is a divine weapon, and with a slight slash, those few ropes will break.

Immediately afterward, a few places not far from Marga'atu and them suddenly burst out of thick and round wooden sticks.

Marga'atu was taken aback and hurriedly shouted for dodging, but it was too late, a burst of screams sounded in his ears, and by the time Maguatu came back to his senses, a large number of Jurchen soldiers around him were already lying down.

The underground was red with blood, and the Jurchen soldiers were smashed by the whistling wooden mechanism, smashing their heads and faces, and they looked very miserable.

Maguatu was furious, looking up to the sky and roaring Ma Xiaoquan's name, but at this moment, another wave of mechanisms roared again.

Margatu was wearing a silver helmet and silver armor, and although he was not afraid of wooden mechanisms, if that thing hit him, the inertial power and concussion transmitted by it would still make him extremely uncomfortable.

"Ma Xiaoquan, I will kill you!" Margatu's stomach scurried down, and the wolf dodged the impact of the mechanism.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from above his head: "Oh? You're going to kill me? ”

Margatu's startled startled, and just as he was about to get up, he felt his back sink and stomp on him with one foot, making it impossible for him to get up.

"You~~~" Mag Atu laughed angrily, "Okay, good~ Ma Xiaoquan, you are good, you are good!" ”

"Well, of course I know I'm good, you don't have to repeat it! Do you think I don't know, you little kid, you don't have a good heart, you poison the water and the food? ”

Margo Atul laughed: "Poison? Ma Xiaoquan, our Jurchen tribe never poisons people! ”

"Oh? Not poison? What is that? ”

Maguatu was silent.

"Don't say? Okay, then I'll call you until you say it! With that, Ma Xiaoquan picked up a thick stick and hit Maguatu on the leg fiercely.

Marg Atu is a veteran Baturu of the Jurchen tribe, and his patience for pain is much stronger than that of ordinary people, Ma Xiaoquan hit more than a dozen times in a row, and he didn't say a word.

"Okay, backbone!" Ma Xiaoquan nodded and threw away the thick stick in his hand.

At this time, Li Qinghan has also come slowly, her duties are different from Ma Xiaoquan's, what she wants to do is to defeat those Jurchen soldiers one by one.

If it was a normal situation, Li Qinghan would definitely not be able to do it, but after two consecutive organ attacks, the Jurchen soldiers had already been like a plate of scattered sand, and their fighting spirit was completely lost, except for those who were injured and disabled by the organs, the rest had no combat effectiveness.

"Qinghan, is it done?" Ma Xiaoquan asked.

"Hmm~ But if you can get up, I made up for it a few more times, and tied them all up."

Ma Xiaoquan nodded, Li Qinghan was relieved to do things.

"Ma Xiaoquan, what should Margatu do?"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "He won't say what happened to our food and water, I'm very upset, so I want to know!" ”

"Hahaha~" Mag Atu suddenly laughed wildly, "Ma Xiaoquan, you won't know, haha~"

"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows, and came up with a bad move in his mind, "Really?" Then take a look. ”

As he spoke, Ma Xiaoquan let go of Margatu's feet, then took out the rope and tied his hands and legs fiercely.

"You, what are you going to do?" Margatutu exclaimed.

"Hmm~" Ma Xiaoquan clapped his hands with satisfaction, looked at Mag Atu, who was tied by himself on the ground, and said, "I can understand that you are not afraid of pain, but you must be afraid of itching, hehe~~"

With that, Ma Xiaoquan pulled down Margatu's boots.

A strong smell of feet spread, Li Qinghan covered his nose and slapped Ma Xiaoquan hard, complaining: "Stinky to death, Ma Xiaoquan, what are you doing~"

Ma Xiaoquan was also smoked by the smell of Margatu's feet, which made his eyes hurt.

"I'M KAO, MAG ATTU, YOUR FEET ARE SO FUCKING STINKY~" Ma Xiaoquan kicked Mag Atu and said.

"Ma Xiaoquan, what are you~~ going to do?"

Ma Xiaoquan ignored him, held his breath and tied Maguatu to a large fallen tree trunk.

"Qinghan, you retreat~ This guy's feet are too smelly~ Let me come."