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Chapter 693 The First Battle of the Rookies ([-])

Kneeling down on the ground, he breathed heavily.

Yun Qing also raised his head a little, finally having some time and mood to see clearly the current fighting situation of the other rookies.

At a glance, it was found that the situation of other people was not much better.

All of a sudden, the mood in my heart actually improved a lot.

Specifically, Xiong Da, a retired non-commissioned officer of the PLA, was also bending over at the moment, with his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

It looks like an old cow that has just plowed ten acres of land, and its face is extremely pale,
The reason for this is that there was a long knife mark on his chest, which cut a long piece of a jacket on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was wearing a good chain mail under their coats before the battle, they would have been disemboweled long ago.

And his opponent, an old Tubo man with a white beard, had already fallen to the ground with his head held high.

A spear pierced deeply in his lower abdomen should be his fatal wound.

The God of Wealth, the little sweet girl, didn't care that the ground was covered with blood, and even had a lot of stumps and broken arms, so she knelt down on the ground with all four limbs on the ground.

Amidst a series of voices of "Wah-wah-wah~", he was currently spitting out in the dark.

The kind that seems to spit out even the jaundiced water.

As for her opponent, a slightly lame Tubo warrior, now there is only a headless corpse lying two or three meters away.

The head that had been cut off at the neck had long since tumbled to nowhere.

Just like this, a large amount of blood flowed out from the neat wound on the neck, converging into a big pool of blood on the ground, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

It is estimated that because of such a scene, the God of Wealth was completely overwhelmed.

The cousin, the noble concubine, was squatting next to her at the moment, patting the God of Wealth on the back, and handing over a handkerchief of her own.

On the one hand, someone suspected of driving was comforting his cousin:
"It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just hacking someone to death? It's a normal thing, it's just that I'm not used to it for the first time, and I won't vomit later..."

The boy with the little boy was still fighting; or to be more precise, his opponent was already dead on the ground.

But the little boy, who had entered a state of madness, continued to slash at the man's back.

In a short time, the opponent's back has been cut to pieces; good guy!God knows what this little brother has experienced in the battle just now.

And this buddy didn't know why, so he was willing to go out and die; but in the first life-and-death fight, the mental pressure was not enough to hold on to it by gritting his teeth.

As far as the cross is concerned, this college student who is said to know Taekwondo and Wing Chun is still fighting.

To be more precise, he was waving his fists and was fighting with a Tubo boy who had dropped his weapon and was empty-handed.

I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous mentally.

Anyway, there is no difference in the moves from the village man's fight. The two sides take turns to punch each other, you punch and I punch each other.

There is no black belt in Taekwondo, or the posture of being good at Wing Chun.

Fortunately, this little brother, Cross, is obviously better in terms of physical fitness and strength, and currently has the upper hand, and it seems that he will be able to bring the opponent down soon...

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In a short time, Yun Qing took all the battlefield in front of him into his eyes, but he always felt as if he missed something.

After thinking for a while with my head still a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen for a while.

Yun Qing suddenly realized, that's right, that girl Camellia, she must have died in the battle just now, right?

It turned out that Yun Qing didn't see Camellia after taking a glance at it just now.

Although the two sides have known each other for about ten hours, they have not even exchanged a word; but thinking that the other party may have died in battle.
The heart of the young Taoist priest was suddenly filled with a feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit.

Fortunately, soon after, he faintly heard something in his ear, but after turning his head to take a look, he found that the girl was sitting slumped on the ground, crying in a blur.

A Tubo warrior fell in front of her after being shot through the neck.

Combined with her clothes that are not messy at all, and a long knife without a trace of blood in her hand; everything shows that this girl didn't have the courage to make a move in the battle just now, and she was directly paralyzed on the ground up.

I don't know which old bird in the team shot an arrow at a critical moment, saving her life in time.

But even so, the girl seemed to be terrified; even under the light of the surrounding fire, she could faintly see a big wet lump between her legs, and she thought she was scared to pee.

But then again, Yun Qing still has no intention of looking down on Camellia's current performance.

Because the impression the other party gave him from the beginning to the end should belong to the kind of soft girl who would scream after seeing a cockroach.

Such a bloody fight was indeed too crazy for her.

The point is that this girl still hasn't dropped the long knife in her hand, and such a detail made him take a high look.

In short, although these rookies are a little embarrassed this time, they should still be considered good, right?
After all kinds of thoughts surged up in her heart, Yun Qing gradually let go of the resentment towards Hu Biao who rushed to the street.

He even felt a little grateful for the other party's good intentions.

Because he was clear about his affairs, since he killed an opponent with his own hands, he found that his emotions on the battlefield were far less tense than before.

It's a pity that Yun Qing didn't keep his gratitude to Hu Biao for even a minute.

That was when Shi Shi, a rookie, after wrestling with his opponent for a while, finally got the hang of it; he finally remembered himself, as if he knew Wing Chun.

After seizing an opportunity, he punched the Tubo boy who was fighting with him in an explosive manner, with an inch of strength in the spleen position.

Immediately, the Tubo boy clutched his upper left abdomen, fell to the ground and curled up like a prawn.

Death, of course, is not dead, but it also no longer has the slightest fighting power.

At such a time, except for some fallen Tubo people and wounded Hu people, after seeing the huge city of Kucha, it can be said that there is no longer an opponent who can stand.

So far, the battle of Xuan Ge Battalion's raid on Kucha City is basically over; and ignoring the difficult battle process of all the rookies, it can be regarded as a hearty battle.

It was also at such a time that Hu Biao, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, finally came over.

After patting Yun Qing on the shoulder, he gave some praises and some other suggestions:
"Daoist Yun Qing, you have done a good job.

Although your flashy ancestral swordsmanship is really useless on the battlefield; and your unnecessary soft-heartedness, if you continue like this, one day it will kill you.

But in any case, as a rookie who is fighting life and death for the first time, his performance is considered good.

correct!If you are more satisfied with the weapon on your opponent, I suggest that you better put more salt and spices to marinate it, so that it can last longer. "

After hearing such a sentence, Yun Qing came to his senses.

What did you say that the girl Camellia kept holding on to the long knife in her hand and didn't throw it away; the weapon that she had inadvertently grabbed in her hand at the beginning is also not thrown away now.

Don't say it!Yun Qing really had some ideas to keep this commemorative weapon.

Even after the task is over, bring it back to the modern plane and make it a family heirloom.

Results?After seeing clearly that his right hand was holding a Tubo man's bloody arm, which should be his left hand, he instinctively threw it far away.

What the hell!No wonder it feels like this weapon is as thick as a wrist.

The position he was holding on to before was this broken wrist, didn't that just happen to be that kind of hand feeling...

(End of this chapter)