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The white armor smiled ferociously, and with a casual hammer, smashed the soldier's chest and abdomen into pieces. The Ming soldiers next to him didn't even have a chance to rescue him.

This scene was clearly seen by Li Yuanqing, and it made Li Yuanqing heartbroken.

These Ming army soldiers were all veterans who had followed him from Sanchahe and Zhenjiang.

Li Yuanqing can even call most people by their names.

Killing such a soldier in battle was like cutting Li Yuanqing's flesh alive.

But Li Yuanqing could also see that the white-armored force was so powerful that it was a bit scary. If ordinary men were to fight against him, there was no way they could be his opponents, and they would risk their lives.

In an instant, Li Yuanqing calmed down.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win.

The men under his command are not brave enough, but the difference in strength is too great.

"Wang Hai, your troops will retreat immediately. Duan Xiliang, select your most elite soldiers, and I and I will go forward to meet the enemy."

Li Yuanqing quickly made adjustments.

In his team, almost all of them were monks on their way out, and few had any foundation in martial arts. Wang Haibu was a good fisherman, but when it came to this kind of bloody hand-to-hand combat, they were not good at it.

And Duan Xiliang is very brave and fierce, and he is also very strict with the training of his subordinates. He currently has seven or eight good players, who can barely use them.

Duan Xiliang also understood what Li Yuanqing meant. Just as he was about to refute, he saw that Li Yuanqing had already rushed towards the woods with a single sword in his hand.

Duan Xiliang didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly shouted to the few experts around him, and quickly followed Li Yuanqing. Even if he died, he had to protect Li Yuanqing's safety.

At this time, Li Yuanqing had already rushed to the opening at the edge of the woods, followed by seven or eight masters from his unit.

Since he was traveling lightly when leaving the ship, Li Yuanqing was only wearing the simplest leather armor at this time, and did not wear iron armor outside.

After all, Li Yuanqing never expected in his dreams that he would encounter such a 'big whale' in this small inn.

At this time, Wang Hai's soldiers had already retreated, leaving space. Between the two big trees, there were only the heads and shoulders of the Ming soldiers who died in the battle.

His internal organs had been shattered, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, but he still refused to rest in peace.

Li Yuanqing was about to shed tears. He recognized this man. He was a veteran who had been in the army since Sanchahe. His name was Zhu Liang. He was born a butcher. He was strong and strong and could be regarded as a good soldier under Li Yuanqing's command.

These days, whether in Zhenjiang or Guanglu Island, it was usually his job to kill pigs and sheep, and every time, he would always leave the best meat to Li Yuanqing.

"Brother Zhu Liang, if I don't avenge you today, how can I, Li Yuanqing, still live in this world?" Li Yuanqing held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, and his eyes were about to spit out fire.

However, even though his anger reached the critical point, Li Yuanqing still remained calm enough and waved his hand to signal the soldiers around him to retreat.

Because the space between the big tree and the snow wall is too small, there are too many people to move around, which is not conducive to Li Yuanqing's movements.

After all, at this time, no one in Li Yuanqing's team was in better physical condition and martial arts condition than Li Yuanqing.

Until the final critical moment, even if other soldiers step forward to help, they will not become help, but will become cannon fodder.

The soldiers also understood what Li Yuanqing meant and quickly stepped back five or six steps, leaving enough space for Li Yuanqing.

At this time, the man in white armor stepped hard on the head of Zhu Liang's corpse with one of his big feet. He held two sledgehammers and sneered ferociously, taking the lead to cross the gap between the two big trees.

Just when he was about to take the second step and look at the situation behind the tree, Li Yuanqing struck Bai Jia's throat with a sharp knife.

This white armor is covered in thick armor, with only a small part of the face and neck exposed.

With the experience of fighting with that white-armored man in Zhenjiang City that day, Li Yuanqing already had a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of Houjin elite.

The white-armored man didn't expect that someone would dare to launch a sudden attack on him, but his body's instinct allowed him to react quickly. He instinctively raised the handle of the hammer in his hand and blocked it with all his strength.

For a moment, there was only a "stab" sound, and a burst of metal collision flashed by.

Li Yuanqing retracted the steel knife fiercely, kicked his legs suddenly, jumped up high, and the steel knife in his hand fell from the sky, hitting the head of the white armor.

Li Yuanqing's height is about 1.85 meters, and in white armor, he is at most 1.65 meters.

Even if Li Yuanqing's blow couldn't split his helmet, it was enough to knock him out of the concussion and kill him instantly.

Bai Jia never expected that there would be such a skilled man among his opponents. He didn't dare to be careless anymore and hurriedly sidestepped. He casually picked up his hammer and smashed it towards Li Yuanqing's waist and abdomen.

Height, this is the most comfortable angle to hit Li Yuanqing's body.

Li Yuanqing sneered slightly.

Zhu Liang's death, his own encirclement, and the indifferent ridicule of the dog Tatars all made Li Yuanqing's heart burn.

At this time, instead of retreating, he suddenly turned sideways and quickly came to the side of the white armor.

This white armor is originally very responsive. After all, he is short and very strong. Just like in basketball and football games, short players are often much more flexible than tall players. Of course, like Michael~Jordan

Such non-human players should be excluded.

But at this time, the white armor was like a pair of hammers, weighing at least several dozen kilograms, and he was wearing thick armor, which made it a little heavier. His mind was already trying to keep up with Li Yuanqing's movements, but his body was unable to do so due to inertia.

, still half a beat too slow.

In an instant, one of Li Yuanqing's arms, like an iron rope, hugged the white armor's neck, and his knee suddenly pressed against his lower back.

For this white armor, Li Yuanqing didn't spare any effort at all and used his strength extremely ruthlessly.

Li Yuanqing is already tall and has long arms. These days, he has been eating very well and has never been down during training.

Even walking from Dagukou to Zhangjiakou that day gave him a good workout for his leg muscles.

The white-armed man originally thought that Li Yuanqing was going to stab him from behind, so he wasn't too frightened. However, he never expected that Li Yuanqing would fight him hand-to-hand.

When he reacted and wanted to resist, it was already over.

Li Yuanqing pressed his knees against his lower back, and used all his strength with his left arm to pull him back.

For a moment, Li Yuanqing could clearly hear the crunching sound of the bones in the white-armored neck breaking.

It wasn't until the two hammers he was holding tightly in both hands fell to the ground subconsciously that Li Yuanqing let go of his hands, looked up to the sky and roared, "You bitch, come on."

The Ming soldiers around him were completely shocked by Li Yuanqing's bravery.

They really couldn't imagine that this white-armored man who looked like a murderous god was actually strangled to death by one of his master's arms...

This, how much effort this requires.

At this time, Duan Xiliang rushed over, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

For a moment, he shouted almost without thinking, "My lord is mighty! My lord is mighty!"

In an instant, the soldiers around him also reacted and shouted crazily, "My lord, you are mighty!"

"My lord is mighty!"

"My lord is mighty!"

All the Ming soldiers roared hysterically.

The Tatars of Houjin had been domineering over the Ming Dynasty and the people for too long. This time, all the soldiers wanted to vent all their anger and dissatisfaction over the years.

Li Yuanqing's eyes were blood red, and he kicked the white-armored body a few steps away, hitting the red-armored body just as it was about to step between two trees.

When the red armor heard the cheers here, he realized that something was wrong, but he didn't expect that his companion was already dead.

He clearly understands the strength of his companions.

This white armor is Mang Gurtai's personal guard. He is Mang Gurtai's most trusted servant. Unexpectedly, it was broken here.

If Master Baylor knew about it, then...

The red armor had no time to think and stared at Li Yuanqing like a hungry wolf, "Despicable Nikan, you are dead."

His Chinese was extremely blunt and his pronunciation was very inaccurate. As he spoke, he fiercely swung his scythe and struck Li Yuanqing on the head.

But Li Yuanqing still understood, gritted his teeth and sneered, "You bastard, go to your mother's womb and repent. Ask her why you, a bastard, came into this world."

Li Yuanqing said, suddenly swung his sword and faced his sickle.

"It's a prick..."

There was a metal collision and sparks flew everywhere.

This red armor was obviously much weaker than the white armor just now, and was no match for Li Yuanqing. Li Yuanqing forced his scythe down and took several steps back, and his face turned red with difficulty.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he realized that he was no match for Li Yuanqing, so he wanted to find an opportunity to escape.

But why didn’t Li Yuanqing understand his little thoughts?

Suddenly, Li Yuanqing suddenly sheathed his sword and kicked him straight into the heart of the red armor.

The red-armored man didn't expect Li Yuanqing to be so insidious, and it was too late to take precautions. However, his body was extremely agile, and he turned to one side and avoided Li Yuanqing's powerful kick on his chest, but the impact on his shoulder was strong.

In an instant, he was kicked a few steps away by Li Yuanqing, and he bumped into a Han army flag soldier who was about to come over from behind.

This Han army flag soldier was unlucky. He was scratched on his arm by the red-armored sickle. The blood couldn't stop gushing out, and he screamed in pain.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the red armor turned around and wanted to run away.

But how could Li Yuanqing give him this opportunity? He strode forward and grabbed his right hand holding the sickle with one hand.

Li Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and grabbed him, bending his hands behind his back. The man in red armor screamed in pain and almost shed tears.

But Li Yuanqing didn't hold back at all. For a moment, there was a "click" sound, and the red-armored arm was removed by Li Yuanqing.
To be continued...