Ren Jinlong stared closely at the sword in Brother Yelu Xiu's hand, feeling uneasy in his heart. Although he insisted that Zhao Meng would win, he still felt unsure. He replied slowly: "Don't be impatient now, let's see later!"
Next to him, Li Jixuan's face turned pale, and he gradually became angry. He squinted at him and snorted: "When is this? We have to wait! If it's too late, I'm afraid Zhao Meng will be in danger!"
At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from below, and everyone's hearts were turned upside down. Looking carefully, they saw Zhao Meng's left arm dripping with blood. Brother Yeluxiu cut off his long sleeve and a strip of flesh on his arm with a knife.
Cut it off.
Zhao Meng was in unbearable pain. He jumped more than ten feet away and couldn't help but roar. His wide-open tiger eyes were still full of surging fighting spirit. Brother Yeluxiu cut off Zhao Meng's sleeve with a knife and saw that his left arm was bleeding.
Not only that, but without stopping, he spurred his horse forward, raised his Chaoyang Sword and struck it down on the head. Zhao Meng hurriedly dodged to the side, but Brother Yeluxiu's sword attack came very fast, and he couldn't dodge it very well, and was hit by the knife on his back.
A long wound was cut at the tip, and blood immediately poured out.
When everyone on the top of the city saw this, their hearts were in their throats. Li Jixuan couldn't help shouting any longer: "Listen to your orders, Wang Li, Liu Jun, please leave the city quickly to rescue Zhao Meng!"
Ren Jinlong also frowned, slammed the wine glass, picked up the golden stick and was about to jump off the city. At this time, the person next to him suddenly shouted: "Look, Brother Yeluxiu has fallen!"
Li Jixuan and Ren Jinlong looked down again and saw Brother Yelvxiu somehow falling off his horse. Zhao Meng chased him with a mace and started smashing him. Poor Brother Yelvxiu, who was the number one Khitan general, fell off his horse.
Later, it was as if he had lost his legs, and he was chased by Zhao Meng in an extremely embarrassing manner.
It turned out that Zhao Meng received a knife in the back, and then he jumped, but his back was caught by the tip of the knife, and he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. Brother Yeluxiu immediately raised the reins of the horse, and the pink war horse immediately raised its hooves.
They all stepped on Zhao Meng's chest. Zhao Meng fell on his back, and when he saw the horse's hoof coming quickly and violently, he also lost his strength. He stretched out his arms to grab the horse's hoof, and then twisted it hard. The pink war horse and the pink war horse sat on its back.
Brother Yelvxiu weighed five to six hundred kilograms, but he knocked him to the ground. When Brother Yelvxiu fell from his horse, he couldn't help but roar in the sky, then picked up the mace and smashed it at Brother Yelvxiu.
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Brother Yelu Xiu was so confused that he got up and turned around to leave. How could Zhao Meng miss this great opportunity? He pursued him with a nailed mace. Brother Yelu Xiu was not good at fighting on foot, and he was wearing armor.
It was heavy, but Zhao Meng was chasing behind him in an instant. Zhao Meng smiled and shouted loudly: "Brother Yeluxiu, please stay here for Grandpa Meng!" He raised the mace and hit him on the back of the head.
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Everyone on the top of the city breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Seeing that Zhao Meng was not in danger, they knocked Brother Yelvxiu off his horse and couldn't help but cheer loudly. Yuan Xiu said: "Brother Jinlong, your apprentice didn't give you any help."
Shame on you!"
At this moment, four burly men suddenly rushed out of the Khitan camp. All of them were bald. Each of them was holding a kettle stick in his hand. They yelled and stopped Zhao Meng, and the four short sticks came together.
They all hit him on the head.
When Zhao Meng saw these four people, he couldn't help but throw them at them. He hurriedly waved his stick to meet him. He could only hear the tinkling sounds and sparks flying. Zhao Meng was very powerful, but the four people who rushed over were also very powerful.
The Ke Li sticks were pounded down one after another. Zhao Meng was busy and kept shouting loudly as he knocked out the Ke Li sticks one by one. Looking up again, Brother Yelu Xiu saw that he had returned to his own camp.
Everyone in the city secretly thought it was a pity when they saw this place. Yuan Xiu slammed the table and shouted: "Damn it, let Brother Yelu Xiu run away!"
Ren Jinlong's tense nerves slowly relaxed, but he still kept a close eye on the situation on the field. Although Zhao Meng narrowly lost, four more big men came out from the opponent. Looking at this posture, they were all very powerful.
Incomparably, Zhao Meng was already injured, and now with one against four, he might not be able to hold on anymore.
Looking at Zhao Meng again, he rounded up the mace and smashed it at the four people opposite him without thinking. He let Brother Yelu Xiu run away. All his anger was directed at these four big men. Four
The big man was talking nonsense, surrounded Zhao Meng in the middle, and four short-handled kettle sticks took turns to hit his head. This fight was much more lively than the previous one, and the five people fighting were all rude men.
They only know how to fight head-on, without any clever tricks, so the clanging, clanking, clanging, clanging sounds were heard, like the music of beating.
Zhao Meng turned around sharply, parrying back and forth, and shouted angrily: "Who are you guys? Let Brother Yeluxiu go, and I will make you pay with your life!"
The four big men saw him yelling, but they couldn't understand what he was saying. One of the big men opened his mouth and said something. When Zhao Meng heard it, he just felt that he said something "wow".
Chuan, however, didn't know what he was talking about. He immediately jumped up and hit the big man hard, sending the big man flying away.
At this time, the other three big men had already rushed behind him, raised the mace and smashed it at his back. Zhao Meng withdrew the mace, turned around and swept away, knocking away the three kelp sticks, but his body could not help but tremble slightly.
Suddenly, these four big men were very strong, and they were on par with Zhao Meng. Zhao Meng relied on his strong momentum to support him. At this time, the wound on his back was bleeding profusely, so he shivered involuntarily.
The big man in front laughed, and rushed up again with the Keli stick, and threw it at him with the slanted shoulder strap. Zhao Meng turned back suddenly, swung the mace with one arm, and blocked the Keli stick.
Then he flew up with his kick and kicked on the big man's lower abdomen. The big man was immediately kicked out far away like a sandbag, falling to more than three feet away, and fell to the ground with a thud.
When the three big men behind him saw him falling, they shouted in panic. They rushed towards Zhao Meng and smashed them down with their sticks. Zhao Meng barely dodged one short stick and knocked away the second one with his mace, and the third one fell down.
At that moment, he was unable to dodge. In desperation, he had to bend his body as much as possible and suffered a blow on his right shoulder. The stick was covered with sharp nails, which penetrated three-thirds of the flesh, and the blood that poured out was immediately stained.
His whole arm was red. Zhao Meng stared at the man and gave a strange smile. He reached out his left hand and grabbed his belt. Then he struggled with one arm and raised him above his head. He said loudly: "You bastard."
, If you dare to hurt your fierce grandpa, I will throw you to death!" After saying that, he waved his arm and threw the big man far away.
At the same time, the remaining two big men rushed forward again, approaching Zhao Meng from the left and the right, and hit him on the back of the head and left rib with the Keli stick. Everyone on the top of the city had already been stunned.
, Li Jixuan grabbed the city wall and shouted with all his strength: "Wang Li, Liu Jun, why don't you go out? Go and save Zhao Meng!"
Zhao Meng threw the big man away, and suddenly he heard the evil wind blowing behind his head. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that two kettle sticks were already close at hand. It was too late to avoid them. He saw that the two short sticks were about to be smashed.
When he was hit, there was a clear roar above his head, and a young man covered in golden armor fell from the sky. He was as fast as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he rushed behind Zhao Meng. He picked the golden stick in his hand to the left.
With a flick of the right hand, the big man's Keli stick flew into the air, and then the tip of the stick lightly tapped each person, knocking them to the ground. Then he said to Zhao Meng in a warm voice: "Apprentice, are you okay?
Bar?"
Zhao Meng turned around and saw Ren Jinlong wearing armor and holding a golden dragon stick in his hand. He was standing in front of him with a smile and blurted out: "Master, thank you for saving me!"
Ren Jinlong said: "I have liked men like you since I was a child! I will accept you as my disciple!" After saying that, he felt slightly guilty in his heart. What virtues and abilities do I have to deserve to be someone else's master? What do you think?
What should I teach others?
Zhao Meng said happily: "Thank you so much, Master!"
Ren Jinlong said: "You go back and have a rest first, leave these four guys to me!"
Zhao Meng said: "Master, you have to be careful, these four people are quite powerful!" Then he scratched his head and said, "I forgot, you are stronger than them!"
At this time, the four big men got together again, rubbing the sore spots and yelling endlessly. Ren Jinlong listened, but smiled slightly. They spoke Khitan, which was simply strange to Ren Jinlong, who had lived in Khitan since he was a child.
It was like a native dialect. He looked at the four big men and said, "Where are you four from? Why haven't I seen you?"
The four big men looked at Ren Jinlong in surprise. Seeing that he spoke Khitan so fluently and standardly, they couldn't help but be stunned. One of them said to himself: "Are you a Khitan?"
Another big man stared at Ren Jinlong with a strange light in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked loudly: "Are you Xiao Xiaozhong, the Zhongyong Qinglong Marquis?"
Ren Jinlong glanced sharply at the big man and said to him: "Now that I have turned out to be Khitan, you'd better stop calling the name Xiao Xiaozhong, otherwise, I will kill you!"
But the big man said loudly: "The Queen Mother has shown you great kindness, but you turned against the Khitan. You are really ignorant of current affairs..."
Before he finished speaking, Ren Jinlong's brows stood up, and he flew towards him like an arrow, kicked him out, and shouted angrily: "I Ren Jinlong was born in the world, and I only remember the two grudges.
Words! No need for you to preach here!"
The big man groaned and got up from the ground. The other three big men were furious and rushed towards him with the sticks. Ren Jinlong smiled coldly and drew an arc from bottom to top with the golden sticks.
He shook the three short sticks away from him. The three big men looked at him in disbelief and looked at him in surprise. Everyone's jaws were swollen and painful. Only then did they know that in the Khitan Kingdom,
The person who is called the number one young warrior does not deserve his reputation for nothing. His strength is truly incredible and astonishing.
The big man in front yelled angrily: "What are you doing so stupidly? Come on in!" After saying that, he picked up the Ke Li stick and bore the brunt of the attack, yelled and rushed towards Ren Jinlong.
Seeing how fierce this big man was, Ren Jinlong snorted with disdain. He raised the golden stick with one arm and easily shook the Ke Li stick away. Then he shouted loudly, advanced instead of retreating, and rushed into the middle of the four people while waving the stick wildly.
.There was only a splash and a series of ouch sounds. After a moment, the four big men were all seriously injured and fell to the ground, ###. Then a white shadow jumped quickly and landed on Ren Jinlong's shoulder. It was the little man.
Five is here.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the loud sound of horse hooves in front of me. I looked up and saw that Brother Yelvxiu had mounted the pink horse again and led a large group of soldiers to rush forward.
Brother Yelvxiu pointed at Ren Jinlong with the Qi Feng Chaoyang Sword and shouted loudly: "Xiao Xiaozhong, why are you here? Why are you helping the Song people to attack us? Are you crazy?"