Tang Jinyi is as handsome as a woman, and she has a gentle and elegant attitude, and many people will consciously classify him as weak. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, only those who know him know that Tang Jinyi is extremely proud and strong in his bones, especially when he encounters a head-on challenge, he will never retreat half a step, which is vividly demonstrated in the past when facing Chu Yanming and Lei Bang.

Bai Zitong was even more arrogant than Chang Wei imagined, "Oh, if you don't mind, how about we have a fight now?"

Tang Jinyi frowned and said, "I don't care, it's just that this occasion is not suitable now." ”

Han Chai shook his head, "That's right, you two want to compete in martial arts for a while, you don't have to pick now, the White Lotus Sect is watching from the sidelines." ”

"This little fat man has a serious time, yes, yes!" Han Chai's words made both of them go down the stairs, otherwise it was really possible to have a battle of will at this most inappropriate time.

Chang Wei lost no time in shouting, "Brothers, hurry up and take a rest, and when the reinforcements come, we will rush out." ”

But it didn't take long for the sound of dense footsteps to be heard at the bottom of the high slope, and they were waiting for more enemies instead of reinforcements.

Chang Wei looked out through the gap in the barrier, and his line of sight was full of people, and at the edge of the swamp in the distance, dense thieves swarmed down the high slope.

"So many people?" It seems that the White Lotus Sect has transferred all the more than 2,000 people who surrounded Handian Island, and it is actually a posture of finishing their work in one battle.

The previous poisonous trick finally completely angered the White Lotus Sect.

A large number of enemies have already arrived at the camp where they cooked earlier, and they can rush over in a stick of incense at most, although the terrain on the high slope is narrow, but it can still be done by putting in a hundred and ten people each time, if the enemy does not hesitate to attack, one after another, the two hundred or so people of Chang Wei can be killed by employing people, and this time will never be too long.

"All the thieves have rushed over, what should I do now?"

"I can't hold it anymore. ”

"Where's the reinforcements?

The disciples of the Sword Alliance clamored one after another, but although the Shaolin monks were gloomy, they did not have much panic and fear, and it made sense that the Shaolin Temple could enjoy a thousand-year-old reputation.

"Shut up!"

Bai Zitong shouted loudly to silence everyone, raised his hand and pointed at Chang Wei, and said: "Is it true that Lord Chang personally went to the island to send him to death regardless of the danger? He is the envoy of Jinyi Weibei Town, a dignified member of the fourth rank of the imperial court, and he is not afraid of death, what are you afraid of? Is your life more precious than him!"

"Which of the men in my prison is not a well-known good man? Who is afraid of death? Get out of here now! The Sword League does not have a wreck like you! I can still kill all these thieves by myself!"

"Hey, this guy is so strong? Hehe, one person killed all the thieves, it's really arrogant enough. I like it, though!"

Bai Zitong's imposing remarks once again made Chang Wei change his opinion of him.

"Young master, everyone is just complaining, you are angry, there is no bad seed in the Sword Alliance, do you say?"

"Yes, the Sword Alliance is not afraid of dead ghosts!"

"Young master, don't take it to heart, let's just nag a few words, it's similar to eating noodles without garlic. ”

"Hahaha, that's right, we don't have any other skills, we just aren't afraid of death!"

"Yes, isn't it just two or three thousand thieves? Let's fight with our lives, we won't be able to destroy them!"

Bai Zitong's words not only made the dissatisfaction of the disciples of the Sword Alliance disappear, but on the contrary, aroused morale.

"The prestige is very high, and it has a very good set, the jade-faced mad knife Bai Zitong is really not a wasted person. ”

Chang Wei secretly compared Bai Zitong with Tang Jinyi, Bai Zitong had a natural arrogance, and he didn't seem to pay attention to any difficulties. Tang Jinyi has a resilience that can never be defeated, the greater the pressure, the sharper his rebound, and the stronger he is. Except for the rumored and heroic Peng Xuan, at present, the most unworthy of the name of the four sons of the rivers and lakes is Lei Bang.

Bai Zitong's bold words not only boosted the morale of the disciples of the Sword Alliance, but also calmed down the Shaolin warrior monks because of these words. While their morale was high, the footsteps under the barrier were getting denser and denser.

There are a large number of thieves, and there are archers who want to deal with them, they can only defend to the death, if there are enough bows and arrows and muskets in the barrier, it will definitely make the thieves pay a heavy price, but unfortunately the current counterattack force of Chang Wei is only five bows and a few pots of arrows.

The heavier and heavier footsteps put a lot of pressure on Chang Wei, but now in the valley behind him were war horses that he had worked so hard to get, and even if he couldn't beat them, he couldn't escape.

The only hope for him to stick here is the reinforcements of the fleet, as soon as the muskets and artillery arrive, the two or three thousand thieves scattered on this small plain are completely targeted, and they can only be baptized by bullets and rain, and they have no power to fight back.

But before that, Chang Wei could only desperately keep the barrier and the war horse from losing, otherwise everything would be utopian.

Looking through the crowd, the Three Holy Maidens stood far away on the camp, allowing the dense soldiers to pass by them, which made Chang Wei and the other masters unable to find a chance to sneak attack and behead.

The thieves were full of confidence under the huge numerical advantage, almost everyone had a look of victory on their faces, and the pace of progress became much brisker under the high morale.

And the first line of empty defense seems to prove that their self-confidence is not unfounded.

Soon entering the distance of fifty paces, Chang Wei opened his bow first, and more than six people were shot down with one bow and six arrows; Tang Jinyi immediately struck, and three arrows in a row also shot down five or six people; although the other three who could shoot arrows were not so brilliant, they were all shot in the face of a dense crowd like ants, and all of them were shot without missing arrows, which attracted loud applause from their own personnel.

It's a pity that compared to the huge base of two or three thousand people, the loss of one or twenty people is like a small wave in the sea, which can't cause a little turmoil at all, and the enemy's will is not shaken at all, and the vacant position is immediately filled by the crowd behind him.

However, the five bows were not without threat, at least the dozens of archers of the enemy had been suppressed by them and could not shoot arrows.

"Stone Bullet!"

Without the threat of archers, the stones thrown by the masters are quite powerful.

Although their own desperate attacks slowed down the pace of the thieves slightly, they could not stop them from approaching the barrier, twenty or ten steps, and soon the thieves were killed.

Bai Zitong, who was on the far left, stood up and jumped out of the barrier to kill the enemy, "Okay!" The disciple of the Sword Alliance shouted loudly behind him.

"It's too reckless!" Bai Zitong's attack immediately caused a gap to appear in the barrier, and the enemy swarmed to rush up, but fortunately, Han Chai flew up and joined forces with the perception next to him to block the gap, so that the enemy did not break through.

Bai Zitong, who jumped in mid-air, immediately became a live target, and the thief raised his sword and spear at the same time, and his bow and arrow were wound. But before they could attack, Bai Zitong's narrow straight knife had already brought a bright rain of blood, and in an instant, three human heads and five arms flew into the air.

(To be continued.) )