The brutal weight immediately made him choke on his blood.

He raised his left hand and slapped the person, causing the Beirong's eyes to sparkle with stars. He drew the knife with his right hand, and before he could use the knife to defend himself, he used the blade to slash the Beirong's neck...

After solving this problem, Mr. Xue Qi immediately got up and threw himself at the next one with a ferocious look on his face...

Yan Huaiwen's eyes narrowed slightly, he slowed down his shooting speed, and with his peripheral vision he glanced at the Xiao'an villagers who were approaching in groups.

"Use sticks to block swords, and bows and crossbows to suppress the formation." He shouted: "Don't be afraid, Hu Da and I will deal with the archers!"

He shouted in the direction of Yan Laoer.

Yan Laoer lived up to his expectations, and the translator immediately followed: "Use a stick to block the knife, slap them, swing them, poke them in the stomach to create some distance... whatever you can do to block them!"

If one person is not enough, use two people. Use two sticks to attack them. If they are so close and still can’t hit? If they can’t hit, just use a few more arrows.

Brothers, don’t be a coward, do them!

My brother and Hu Da are watching over us. Anyone in Beirong who has a bow can shoot him to death!

Rush!"

The first person to rush over and run at the front is none other than others.

It’s the waiter!

Yan Yu's blood boils, she has been waiting for this moment!

She endured when Uncle Hu was shooting arrows; she endured when Uncle Wang was shooting arrows; and she still endured when her father was shooting arrows!

A hundred forbearance turns into steel.

No, here's your chance to be tough!

Yan Yu rushed over like a little leopard, rounded the iron rod in his hand, and swung it towards the leg of a Beirong.

The Beirong turned his back to her and was fighting with the border troops. The two men were fighting fiercely.

The border troops on the opposite side saw the people coming from behind, but they did not dare to be distracted.

Suddenly, Beirong on the opposite side fell to the ground, and there seemed to be a cracking sound of broken bones...

This frontier soldier was also an experienced veteran. He immediately glared and stabbed him with his knife.

The man struggled twice and stopped moving.

Yan Yu ran ahead without looking back. She had already locked onto the next target.

However, Qi Si developed a good habit of making up a stick.

As he ran past, he swiped it with an iron-coated stick, and the Beirong's head on the ground almost tilted away.

The frontier soldier who was panting heavily:...

Yan Yu thrust the stick into the haystack and raised it with all his strength.

All the fodder flew up.

Beirong, who was hiding in the haystack and shooting arrows insidiously, was exposed in front of her.

This Beirong archery skill is average. He can shoot accurately at short distances, but not at long distances.

Her uncle stayed far away. He shot a few times and missed, so he secretly released arrows in the haystack. He shot an arrow to change the place, and shot an arrow to change the place. The border troops were okay. They had been training for battle all year round and were somewhat aware of dangers.

Perception, when fighting Beirong, the positions of both sides will constantly change, making it difficult for the archer to aim.

The government servants were not able to survive. Several people were shot. Although the injuries were not fatal, they made people feel very angry.

Yan Yu came here holding back her anger.

As soon as the young Beirong was exposed, he pointed his bow at her.

But he is fast, and Yan Yu is faster than him.

Raise your left hand and shoot an arrow.

Is the crossbow faster or the bow faster?

Isn’t that nonsense!

At such a close distance, there is no need to think about anything else, just shoot.

After she shot an arrow, she kicked her legs and rushed forward.

With this push, Yan Yu exerted all her strength, and she made a deep hole in the snowdrift on the ground.

The stick in his right hand swept across, facing the young Beirong's facade.

He was hiding in the haystacks, and could only move left and right through the gaps in the haystacks, or stay short.

The iron rod swept across him, and he couldn't move left or right, so he had to duck down.

Yan Yu missed the target in one sweep and had already run closer.

She completed her run-up, held the bamboo crossbow tightly with her left hand, supported the haystack, and used her strength to kick over.

boom!

The instep kicked the young Beirong hard on the head.

Yan Yu spared no effort. According to her prediction, this time, she would be either dead or mentally disabled.

Qi Si’s stick finally arrived.

Although his steps were long, it was still not easy to keep up with the nimble waiter.

Yan Yufei kicked forward, and Qi Si's luck hit him hard...

Another solution.

Standing up from the haystack, Yan Yu scanned the whole place.

The uncles in the village came out of the mountain like tigers, working together in teams, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

The sticks were swung around, some were blocking knives, others were stabbing, and the people behind were holding their bows and shooting at close range.

Pour it against the previous one.

Yan Huaiwen did what he said, and he and Hu Dahu, two and three sharpshooters, completely suppressed Beirong.

With precise timing and sharp bows, the number of Beirong killed by arrows continues to increase.

Beirong had already realized that they were outnumbered, and several of them tried to seize their horses and leave, but they were all shot to death by Uncle Hu.

General Xue Qi has stopped.

He looked at Hu Da, Hu Er, and then looked at Yan Hushu, eh, this can be crossed, it's useless to be careless.

Looking at the group of country guys who work together like wolves and tigers, I wish I could give myself a slap in the face.

I still don't care enough about Xiao'an Village. I have to move even this military camp that sells iron and steel!

Yan Yu looked at the sky and gasped slightly.

It's a great thing that Beirong didn't go out to graze on a snowy day!

Yan Laoer ran over angrily.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Who told you to run around blindly?"

Yan Yu looked silly at his father, then suddenly his eyes widened and he looked somewhere: "Dad, follow me."

Yan Laoer had no time to ask, so he had to follow her.

Yan Huaiwen is already very close.

Not only did he clearly see the heroic appearance of his waiter, but also the father and daughter went to one of the tents.

He couldn't help but follow him.

"Dad, it's this tent. Someone was hiding inside. I peeked out several times. I looked and saw that it was a woman." Yan Yu whispered.

Yan Laoer frowned: "The women from Beirong also participated in the war. Are they old and weak here?"

Yes, the Beirong are such a tough nation.

Women are also very strong, they can shoot arrows and raise swords.

"Are you...the Guanzhou Army?" A very small voice came from the tent.

…

Yan Huaiwen walked over and saw his brother and niece far away from the tent. The two looked at each other as if they couldn't believe it, with hesitation and hesitation written on their faces...

By this time, the war was nearly over.

Their sneak attack was a complete success.

General Xue Qi was right to send people to watch the horses. Not a single Beirong escaped under their noses.

The cattle and sheep are also there.

Currently, the frontier troops and government officials are searching every corner inside and outside the tent to prevent any Beirong from being missed.

And they, the people from Xiaoan Village, are doing something they must do after the war.
To be continued...