The bottom lane is in a big fight.

If you know you best, it is your enemy. This is true. Song Yongzhong doesn't know why Mao Yuer dressed up as an Indian wizard and invaded the enemy. In short, her spy failed. Not only did she catch up with the smell in Mexico, she also provoked the Spanish who had been comfortably digging graves. The nearby radius is more than fifty miles, and it seems that the flowers have been opened and fighting everywhere.

Even if it was wind and rain, it was common for Song Yongzhong, who used fatal dangers as a spiced strip, had experienced such a dangerous situation for the first time. The war horse had just passed by the cliff on his right and followed Mao Yuer to the north. With the long roar, two ambushed jaguar warriors swaying the rope fell from the sky and rushed straight to him and the third brother. The cold light shone everywhere. I don’t know if it was poisonous. The dagger with blue light came straight to his throat.

Not even farther away, several Spanish conquerors completed the loading of a round of muskets and glanced at them.

Puff~Puff~

As the gunshots were fired, two blood holes suddenly popped up. The dense, soft and tough jaguar skin could withstand the blunt weapon stick, but they were powerless to do anything to the bullet. The strength was instantly drained, and the jaguar warrior who was tangled around Song Yongzhong like a spider instantly became depressed.

The Indian warrior who was used as a flesh shield and blocked the bullet was immediately thrown off the war horse like a garbage dump by Song Yongzhong. Her dagger that had been snatched from the blue was not the same. The two horses were intertwined and he stabbed him hard on the back of the jaguar warrior who was still fighting with the third brother. Another heavy sound, the second corpse was thrown heavily on the edge of the road. Suddenly, the Spaniards who appeared out of the sky cursed and loaded with muskets. During this kung fu, Song Yongzhong had already galloped away with two horses.

But as soon as he got rid of this danger, Song Yongzhong immediately started to rush, and the shouts in front suddenly became fierce. Under the cliffs like the Loess Plateau, the expedition team intercepted by the Mexican natives, they collided with a team of Spanish conquerors. More than a dozen Indian local soldiers holding short spears were tangled with the expedition cavalry without fear of death.

As for Mao Yuer, the battlefield genius, she took out her large-caliber pistol angrily and rushed directly to a local soldier next to her and broke down.

Listening to the gunshot, Song Yongzhong's forehead was filled with blue veins. He pulled out his sabre in horror and rushed to the side of the Spaniard's musket team. He raised his knife and slashed a guy aiming at him, while his scalp was numb and roaring.

"careful!!!"

He raised his head in surprise and instantly saw several Spanish muskets aiming at him in black. Mao Yuer was completely stunned for a moment. For the first time in her life, she tasted the feeling of death waving to her.

Puff~

Another sound of musket piercing through the flesh and blood body sounded, and a stream of hot blood splattered on Yu'er's delicate little face. In her dull eyes, the horse of the brace had already flew past, and with the last roar that seemed to come from the cold night of Changbai Mountain, the stupid man slammed heavily on the ground.

In the moment of the confrontation, the war horse stabbed the opponent's musketeer array and slashed the two unprepared Spaniards. Seeing the local soldiers and halberd soldiers in front of them rushing back to protect their phalanx. Holding the horse's belly, Song Yongzhong was another whistle and shouting to support the suppressed third brother with a combo crossbow. The two of them also pulled out their horses and fled.

However, to Song Yongzhong's surprise, what was relieved was that although Mao Yuer, whose little face was dyed red, had tears in her eyes, she still rushed back without losing her mind. She just kept turning back and following the cavalry team and continued to run to the north.

Following Song Yongzhong, the Spanish roared and greedy screams suddenly sounded, and with heavy horse hooves, dozens of conquerors and cavalry fiercely chased them from behind.

Hundreds of gunfire are the anti-threat drama. Two cavalrymen galloped on the edge of the Grand Canyon, and gunfires were heard one after another. The Spanish chasing fast fell off the horse's back like a gyro. However, the knights in the expedition team behind the palace were also shot off the horse one after another, screaming one after another, and large amounts of sweat beads flowed down Song Yongzhong's dark forehead.

I really can't beat these Spanish people. Not to mention the gap between European horses and Mongolian horses, just these days, the physical strength consumed by the expedition team carrying knights and heavy equipment supplies cannot win in their state. If you want to escape, you can only cut off your arm. But Mao Yuer's Indian cloak flashed like a big banner. Her revolver just now also revealed her identity. Even if you snatch the crystal skull, can you attract these Spanish barbarians?

Moreover, the road back to San Francisco was blocked. The terrible large basin was circulating a hundred miles away and there was no water. Can the third guy take the princess back alive?

But it was Song Yongzhong. He had already made up his mind in a flash and slapped the bag on Mao Yuer's pony.

In her horrified scream, she directly took out the crystal skull inside and held it high in the sunlight. The unique light reflected by the crystal instantly outlined an extremely greedy gaze in the pupils of the cavalry of the pursuit of Spanish conquerors. Holding the skull, he directly broke out of the cavalry and was about to penetrate the winding mushroom stone fork on the other side.

However, at this critical moment, the third brother shouted anxiously, forcing Song Yongzhong to pull the horse back in horror. The fierce flip almost made Song Yongzhong lie on the ground with his horse.

"Head, there is a grandson of eagle claws in front of you!"

This slander is the code word of the expedition team! He suppressed the urge to vomit blood from his chest and lowered his eyes to look into the distance. At this time, the sun was shining in the sky. In the dazzling sunlight, the narrow edge of the mountain mushroom stone eroding, and in the bushes, the cold light of weapons appeared and there were ambushes here.

There are strong enemies in front and pursuers behind, and it seems that there is a dead end here.

"Boss, what should I do?"

"rush!"

His body was completely pressed on the horse's back and pulled out the saber with his right hand. Song Yongzhong personally ran forward with his horse first, as if he felt the master's determination. The war horse under his crotch also neighed and plucked up the last force again, running out like a sword of Li Xian. Following him, the remaining five cavalry also raised their whips. The entire cavalry team was like a yellow cloud, wrapped in dust and rushed to the sky.

However, sometimes miracles always happen. In Song Yongzhong's determination to die, the bushes and the ambush miracle did not rush out like the ambush behind the cliff. However, when the Spanish barbarian cavalry with blood-red eyes that had been seduced by the crystal skull stepped into the ambush circle, the fierce gunfire sounded violently like beans. With the crackling sound, blood holes opened on the Spanish breastplate. The first dozen riders were all over the horse and screamed and fell off the horse.

Immediately afterwards, the infantry holding a red tassel and wearing a sharp-horned helmet on their heads rushed out from all directions. The expedition team was intercepted by the infantry, and the dilemma of encirclement made these arrogant Spanish colonists experience the fullest. The shaking red tassel gun flashed dazzlingly in the pupils behind the horned helmets of these Western knights. In their dazzled eyes, they buzzed and thrust hard on the thick plate armor. The spear head was like a drill bit, making one blood hole after another in the body.

The horses had reached their limit, and the people were almost the same. They sweated profusely as if they were fished out of the water, and flipped down on the trembling war horse. Song Yongzhong looked at the battlefield in shock and vigilance, and still protected Yu'er tightly behind him. In his eyes, a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a kirin helmet, silver scale armor, and carrying a dragon gall gun, kicked the horse from behind the rocks with disgust, glanced at them, and swayed the horse's reins hard, and really rushed to the noisy battlefield to kill him.

The sword mantis snatched Mao Yuer's cicada, but a gust appeared behind him. As the horse's hooves rang, a thunderous roar suddenly rang under the scorching sun.

"Li Dingguo, a certain western Sichuan, is here!"

............

Li Dingguo also brought out more than 500 people this time, including 200 cavalry. A small-scale encounter killed the Spanish cavalry of 30 and caught six more. The Spanish Expeditionary Force, which came to find the actual treasures that were more than the symbolic treasure of the crystal skull, retreated. The tribes from Mexico were eager to try, but they could not defeat the cavalry of the Daxi Army. In the end, the black-hearted Li Shuai became the final winner of this treasure hunt.

The bonfire was burning, and the Tibetan eagle, who had made great contributions these days, stood on the eagle stand and yawned. Li Dingguo was full of doubt and turned over with the dazzling crystal skull. A unique luster flashed out by the skeleton's eyes.

He came, and it was a favor for the New World Expedition Team. Six prisoners replaced the bodies of the five of Bangchi and the others. In this extremely distant desolate place that was not even outside the frontier, five graves were dug out alone under a cliff. Looking at the gravel in the fire, Song Yongzhong sighed and poured half a pot of wine down, and then poured the last little wine into his throat. The third brother and the others also did the same thing and came to this strange New World. I don’t know how many times it was.

Mao Yuer was a little dazed, laughing at life and death, and lying drunk on the battlefield. It was simple! But the person who was still quarreling with you in the morning was already lying coldly at night, which was still so unacceptable.

Just when she was stunned, the pot with a strong smell of wine suddenly reached in front of her, raised her head in surprise, but watched Song Yongzhong sway forward again without refusing. She also grabbed the pot and poured a big mouthful into her throat. The hot liquid choked and squirted out again.

"It's like this when you join the army. You're not playing house. Maybe one day you'll die like this, and you'll die silently, just like a cat or a dog. Bangmao is lucky. When you come here, you have to leave it behind. Ten or twenty, I can't count it."

Sighing with emotion, Song Yongzhong turned his head freely and easily: "It's not romantic to be a soldier, not as smiling and proud as the scenes in the opera, galloping happily, so Miss, come back..."

"Don't look down on me!"

The hysterical roar made Song Yongzhong choke there suddenly. Perhaps a sip of wine made Mao Yuer also get alcohol on her head. She roared roughly and angryly: "In the battle of Shanhaiguan, I followed my father to the front line. I have also seen soldiers slump in pools of blood under the impact of the cavalry of the rebel army. I have also seen blood flowing into a river. I just couldn't accept it for a while..., Bangmao..."

She grabbed her hands at a loss, and finally Mao Yuer covered her little hand on her forehead again. After a while, she asked in a low voice again.

"It's so dangerous to be a soldier, why do you want to be a soldier?"

"I?"

After looking at Yu'er who was a little decadent, Song Yongzhong raised his head and looked at the deep galaxy in the sky, shaking his head slightly.

"I don't know either."

"In the tenth year of Chongzhen, the Tartars broke into Dongjiang. My mother and two younger brothers, and all three sisters were frightened. My mother carried a load and four children. My second brother fled to the mountains with a big basket. At that time, the hundred families in the village shouted that who dared to stay at home and fought with these Tartars, so I stayed, and then followed the army all the way to the Yangtze River, and was finally transferred into this New World Expedition Team."

"I think about it now, it's quite hard, but here, my mother, those little guys at home can be safer. Thinking about these things, I feel very at ease!"

"Are you at ease?"

At some point, Yu'er had turned her face and stared at Song Yongzhong's dark face in a daze. Seeing him turn his face, the girl raised the wine pot, took another bang, and leaned on the stone in a daze.

"What are the fun things you have here? Tell me about it!"

"It's fun..."
Chapter completed!