Rebirth Zhu Yuanzhang's King Summoning System

Chapter 72 One life for another ([-])
The dense swarm of snakes squirmed in various colors, making goosebumps all over the body of those watching.

After Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng turned the people killed by the Yuan army on the South Road on their backs, they pulled back and turned back. When they saw the head of Tian who was releasing snakes in the center of the Yuan army, they rushed towards him at the same time.

The four guardians witnessed the scene where Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng killed the giant shark gang. Knowing how powerful they are, they turned a deaf ear to the guards of the Yuan army around them. Letting an open space, the four of them sat cross-legged, closed their eyes for luck, and silently recited the magic formula in their mouths. The smoke of four colors rose slowly from behind them and intertwined together to form a high-speed rotating multicolored balloon. When Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng approached, At that time, it exploded suddenly, and the smoke scattered, and the Yuan army guarding them fell down and died on the spot.

Neither Zhu Yuanzhang nor Zhang Shicheng were fools. Seeing that the momentum was wrong, they turned around and ran. After returning to Peng Yingyu and the others, they wiped the sweat off their brows, stared at the five members of the Spirit Snake Sect, and spat fiercely on the ground : "Although this man surnamed Tian is not righteous, he is indeed a good hand in using poison!"

Peng Yingyu nodded: "That's right. The Beast Control Sect was famous in the world at that time, and there were many masters of poisonous insects among them. However, all of them died in the hands of Tian Du-fu, who was penniless at the time. This man had extraordinary methods and should not be underestimated. Chen Youliang, where is your improved crossbow?"

Everyone looked at Chen Youliang in unison, waiting to witness the power of his organ skills, but they did not wait for any reaction.

Chen Youliang still looked lost, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Minmin..."

Peng Yingyu sighed, and stretched out her hand to feel around Chen Youliang's body. This guy, at such an important time, didn't bring a bow and crossbow.I really don't know what's going on in my head!
In the crowd, the rebel masters who were full of vigilance stared at the squirming snakes not far away, and asked in puzzlement: "Master Peng, what are those snakes doing? Why are they still attacking?"

Peng Yingyu looked solemn: "What are you doing? Those snakes are setting up formations. They are waiting to attack with the Yuan army."

"What?" Everyone was shocked, if what Peng Zushi said was true, then today, they would all die here!
With such a small number of people, it is very difficult to resist the Yuan army's attack. How can they have the energy to prevent the sudden fatal injury under their feet?

The atmosphere of despair rose little by little, and it was slightly depressed.But after a while, it was broken by the bold Zhang Shicheng: "Ever since we raised the banner of anti-Yuan, our heads have been attached to Lord Yan. After living for so long and killing so many soldiers, we, I have already earned enough money. Isn’t it just a death? What are you afraid of? You have to kill a few Yuan soldiers before you die! The history books of future generations will have our story! Brothers, cheer up! Prepare to fight!”

A big man laughed loudly: "That's right! Since the Yellow River Tan Uprising, I have killed 170 three yuan soldiers, which is enough!"

Another warrior laughed and said, "It's only 170 three, I've already killed 190 seven!"

The big man refused to accept: "Don't be complacent, before I die, I will definitely kill more than you!"

The fierce man laughed loudly: "Blowing bullshit!"

Everyone laughed and their morale was boosted. A group of people who are not even afraid of death are afraid of living?

They lined up and waited for the final battle.

"Charge!" The yuan army on the opposite side began to move towards the rebel army in formation, and the speed of the march became faster and faster. Finally, the neat square formation turned into a skirmish line, and the strong yuan soldiers rushed towards the rebel army with scimitars roaring. .Under their feet, colorful venomous snakes flexibly shuttled between the soldiers' feet, spitting out black snakes, exuding a dangerous aura.

Minmin Temoore grabbed Chahan's arm and begged bitterly: "Father! Don't! Please, don't! They treat me very well, don't kill them! Don't!"

The muscles in the corners of Chahan's eyes trembled slightly, ignoring his daughter's plea.

Finally, Minmin Temuir let go of Chahan's arm and rushed toward the center of the Yuan army's encirclement. There were Ma Chunhua who taught her how to sew and fold quilts, Peng Yingyu who was warm and kind, and...him.

Minmin's actions frightened everyone in the Yuan army. Before Chahan could give an order, the guards grabbed Min Minte Moore's arm and carried her back. At the same time, Chen Youliang, who had been in a daze in the center of the circle Suddenly he came back to his senses and yelled loudly: "Minmin! It's dangerous here! Don't come here!"

After speaking, he pulled out a bunch of pendants that he carried with him, quickly assembled them into a portable crossbow, and shot at the approaching Yuan army.

Zhu Yuanzhang drew out his dagger and shouted loudly: "Fight with them!"

Then, with the wind blowing under his feet, he took the lead to go up against the Yuan army.

The agile footwork shuttles among the snakes, like a dragonfly touching the water, flying away at the touch. Wherever the dagger touches, blood will fly; wherever the arm touches, either death or injury will occur.

The huge Yuan army surrounded Zhu Yuanzhang like a clumsy bear, beating a dexterous bee fiercely.

Chahan raised his arm and slapped Min Min Temur's face, leaving a fiery red palm print on her white and tender skin: "Min Min! Don't forget! You are a Mongolian! A descendant of Genghis Khan! How could you Hang out with those filthy Han people! Come on! Take her down to me! Take care of her! Don’t let her step out of the tent without my order!"

After imprisoning Minmintemuir, the guard captain stared at Zhu Yuanzhang who was killing Yuan soldiers everywhere, and lowered his voice and said: "Marshal, is it time to let them go out?"

Chahan Timur also squinted his eyes at the battlefield, shook his head and said: "No. Although these people have high combat effectiveness, they are definitely not the group that slaughtered more than 1000 of my elites under Juelong Ridge. I will wait until that group Only when people show up can I show my cards."

The captain of the personal guard frowned, looked at Chahan's determined face, and thought to himself: Once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of the well rope for ten years.Chahan is no longer the all-powerful Mongolian warrior that year.Now he is scared by a small group of Han armed forces.It's ridiculous.After suppressing so many Han uprisings, how many catties and taels these Jiangnan farmers have, he still doesn't know?The fighting power of this small team in front of them is already impressive.And among the Han people, it is absolutely impossible to be more powerful than these people.

While thinking about it, the captain of the personal guard sighed in his heart: Chahan is too timid now.It's time to consider playing for the Seventh Prince.

Just as he was thinking to himself, Chahan's cold eyes swept over him, looked him straight in the eyes and asked: "You want to betray me?"

(End of this chapter)