I heard a guard behind the carriage and the heads of several people laughed loudly: "There are more than 70 dog thieves left, five of us, one of us, one of them, and we have earned enough money if we kill them!"
"Okay!" Wen Tai responded in front. He was anxious because he had just rushed back, and it was him who found that there were ambushers in front! Those were the real remnants of the traitors. Although there were not as many of these people, Mo Xiang's old subordinates should not be underestimated. When he rode his horse alone, he saw Mao Nier and deliberately slowed down. Then he heard their discussion. It turned out that their troops were divided into two groups, and no matter which road Bai Weiwei and his team were on, they would be ambushed!
I was afraid that Bai Weiwei would be in danger, so I wanted to come back and notify this immediately.
He quickly rode his horse back, but saw that it was surrounded by at least one hundred black-clad assassins!
The figures of those men in black were obviously not from Mo Yu. The swordsmanship was fierce and they had to be killed.
The dozen or so guards were fighting with these men in black. The sound of swords and swords was so serious that they could not be relieved for a moment. He only saw that the dark gray shed on the carriage had been removed from one floor. I don’t know how Bai Weiwei is now, but is it still safe? Have you been injured?
There were always men in black trying to fly up and insert from the top, or swing their knives from the side of the carriage, but they were all set aside by the guards who were loyal to the carriage.
Looking at the situation, he screamed in his heart that there were so many opponents, but there were only a dozen of his own people.
The killers were not in a hurry to approach. They knew that waiting for Lao Lao was the best way to kill them. The ones in front fell down and the ones in the back immediately came back. Although the guards sent by Mo Qianxun had high martial arts skills, they could not withstand such constant fighting.
Even the mount riding horse was neighing when he saw this scene. Wen Tai quickly dismounted, not caring too much, put two help bullets on his body, just asking the young master to see it and try to rescue him. He bit his fingers and tore off his white robe and tied it to the horse's body, and wrote a big word "save" on each side.
Then he patted the mount and let it run back alone.
This horse is his beloved horse. When he ran back alone, he would definitely recognize him when he saw it.
This horse is a famous horse, so it naturally recognizes the way and understands the owner's meaning, so it wants to go back and report the news. Then it ran out of the woods.
Wen Tai was not sure whether Bai Weiwei was safe, so he began to draw out his soft sword, jumped out from behind and squeezed in. Although the guard who was driving the horse said she was fine, it was okay if he didn't hear her in person. He didn't feel at ease!
The moment he opened the curtain and saw that she was still alright, his heart calmed down.
At this moment, the situation is getting more and more critical.
Including himself, there are only five left.
And those people, there are so many.
He was fine, just joined, but those guys have been fighting for most of the day.
It's also tiring if it's a machine.
There were many wounds on their bodies, and there were black corpses on the ground.
He cut off the head of a man in black who rushed up suddenly and was about to attack suddenly. But he was anxiously thinking, not knowing that the young master had seen the signal flare he had released.
If not, I would probably have to be buried here today.
Even if the people here can be killed, what is waiting for is another killing.
His hand holding the soft sword was tightly held, like his firm determination, he could die, but he would never let Bai Weiwei die!