Ji Changying threw the two dead men in his hands and looked at Tulu who was flying towards him with a strange expression on his face.
How do I say this?
Although she didn't know why everyone was so keen on sending gifts one by one, she didn't mind.
The swords and knives around her were all chopped towards her head. Ji Changying quickly swung the iron chain in her hand, and used the whip to dance around her so that there was no penetration, and bursts of blood rain splashed within a one-meter range.
Tulu's heart trembled, and he quickly swung out his knife. The strong force hit the iron chain, creating sparks, and also knocked the chain crooked, interrupting Ji Changying's rhythm.
She was not at all panicked when her rhythm was interrupted. She curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer and rolled the chain in her hand towards Tulu.
Tulu saw the oncoming chains and wanted to hide, but he could only watch the chains roll up and he was quickly pulled to the side of the woman.
He struggled in shock and tried to twist his body, but found that his body was unable to move at all.
Grabbing Tulu's neck again, Ji Changying looked at the Wala people around him and said, "This one can die too?"
The Tatars who were fighting with the Oirat Mongols around them couldn't help but feel gloating when they saw Ji Changying capture another person.
Although the Tatars knew that Ji Changying was responsible for the death of the young Khan, they also saw with their own eyes that the people of the Oirat shot their young Khan to death.
Seeing that Ji Changying was now pinching the opponent's neck, the Tatars screamed and had no intention of stopping their actions. Some of them went towards Ji Changying, and some continued to attack the Wala.
Anyway, their little Khan is dead, and that man can no longer threaten them in any way!
The people of the Oirat were so angry that they were cursing and resisting the Tatars, while at the same time they frowned and looked at the Tulu in Ji Changying's hand, looking hesitant.
Ji Changying looked at the messy situation and felt a little depressed.
These Wala people are nothing like the barbarians before.
They were all very competitive and would never be threatened by the hostages in her hands.
In this case, the person in your hand is useless!
Only by killing them until they are afraid and terrified can you generate fear from the bottom of your heart!
She exerted force with her hand, and Tulu tilted his head with his eyes open.
Until his death, he could not understand why, like Batu, his whole body became uncontrollable when he got close to this woman.
Seeing that Tulu was also dead, these people from the Wala were shocked and angry. They shouted and rushed towards Ji Changying.
There were only a handful of people left on the wall. Seeing this scene, they nervously fired several rockets at him. Zhou Sanjiu looked at the large number of barbarians with sweat on his forehead: "Shoot accurately! Aim!"
Ji Changying let out a long sigh and rushed into the crowd as fast as he could with the iron chain in his hand.
Every unfastened part of the chain had curved spikes exposed, like the knife in the hands of the King of Hell, bringing a rain of blood wherever it went.
Half of Ji Changying's face and body were soaked in red. She looked like an emotionless killing machine. There was no fluctuation in her eyes. She just wanted to kill all these people!
The situation inside the Ji family's gate was still tense. Seeing that more and more people were injured, the boiling water rushed in front of them before they could even heat the people.
Uncle Zhou Er stood at the door of the kitchen holding a knife. While fighting against the barbarians rushing towards him, his mind was racing and his eyes were searching for anything around him that could be used.
In a flash, he was cut on the leg, and the pain of the wound made his mind flash.
"Flour! Flour!"
There was ecstasy on his face. He gritted his teeth and dodged the barbarian's butcher knife. He swung the knife in his hand straight at the barbarian's arm and cut off the opponent's arm with one stroke.
Taking advantage of the critical moment when the other person screamed in pain, he quickly stood up and stabbed the other person in the heart.
Before he could be happy, he shouted into the kitchen: "Hurry up and find the flour! Take it out!"
Outside the door.
There were dead bodies lying on the ground. Zhou Sanjiu and his men were forced to get down from the wall. They changed into weapons like sickles and stood in the corner to fight with the barbarians.
Looking at the scattered weapons and the hundreds of remaining barbarians on the ground, Ji Changying let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.
The barbarian swung his sword at her with a ferocious look on his face, but someone was horrified to find that at some point, all the weapons on the ground had floated up, with their sharp parts pointed at them.
He yelled in horror.
“Puff, puff, puff!!!”
There was a sound of swords hitting flesh. It was obvious that more than a dozen long swords were just about to pierce into Ji Changying's body, but she no longer had the strength to move forward.
The more than 300 people at the back were frightened by this scene and screamed, turning around and running away.
Some people were so frightened that they went insane, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to Ji Changying repeatedly.
"boom!!"
There was a sound of explosion in the yard.
Having just used up most of his mental energy, Ji Changying's tired face suddenly changed. Instead of chasing after the escaped barbarians, he ran into the yard.
Uncle Zhou Er was running around the yard carrying a bag of flour. "Old Four! Light the barbarian on fire! Quick! Keep the torch burning!"
Uncle Zhou was holding a torch, his face black from smoke, his hair standing on end from being blown off. He was being chased by a dark-skinned barbarian and was running away with his head in his hands. "Second brother, are you any good? You were spreading rumors for so long that you almost burned me!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Click on a few more and I'll count them!"
Uncle Zhou Si gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's fight!"
The two men were running around the field like monkeys, jumping up and down. Seeing the fierce fight between the barbarians, they went up to them, sprinkled oil on them and set them on fire. One of them was quickly set on fire. Zhou Erjiu quickly threw flour at the man, and the two men turned around and ran away.
"boom!"
When flour met the open flame, the flames expanded instantly, and the barbarian didn't even have time to put out the fire before his whole body was burned.
Uncle Zhou Er’s face was full of joy, as if he knew how much was appropriate to throw!
"Second uncle! Fourth uncle!"
Ji Changying looked at his second uncle, whose legs were bleeding and whose face had turned as white as paper, and quickly grabbed him and said, "You two take a break, I'll do it!"
Uncle Zhou Er saw a burst of joy on her face, and then looked at her anxiously: "Hurry! Someone is going underground! Shitou and the others have gone down to help!"
"Got it! You guys take a break."
Ji Changying took a look at the situation underground and found that the situation inside was much better.
Although the underground path is not large, it is winding enough. Without Hu's guidance, the barbarian lost his direction after going down and wandered around inside.
After Hu activated the mechanism, traps and hidden arrows appeared from time to time on the path, killing some barbarians.
Ji Shishan and Zhou's cousin all stayed with weapons beside the women and children, so they were safe for the time being.
Ji Changying began to deal with the few remaining barbarians in the yard.
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Next to the wheat field.
Seeing a sharp arrow shot towards Zhou, Jiang Qianruo's face changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "How dare you!"
The red tasseled spear in her hand flew out and blocked the sharp arrow.
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