Liu Fei cut off the soldier's blade with one blow, and then kicked the man away.

Two or three people pounced on him from behind, slashing at him with chopping swords.

Liu Fei's eyes flashed and he suddenly turned his head with a knife.

Click! The blades collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the two or three people were all stunned on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, all the blades in their hands were neatly broken, and then a thin red line opened on their necks, and their heads slowly moved out.

"You bastard! Kill him!" Qianhu raised his sword and roared. The soldiers around him were fearless and attacked fiercely.

Seeing that this was the case, Ye Qingzhu could only jump into the battlefield and help Liu Fei back to back.

She held the knife and flicked away the blades of the soldiers in front of her, then swatted them away with her palm.

An invisible wave swept away, and several soldiers in front of them flew out and fell to the ground with a clang, unconscious.

"Kill!!" Several soldiers rushed towards her again, and Ye Qingzhu turned around to avoid the blade.

At the same time, a swimmer stepped behind several people and touched their necks with his fingers, causing these soldiers to faint immediately.

She just moved around like this, without killing like Liu Fei.

"Liu Fei!" she shouted.

Looking back, Liu Fei lowered his eyes, looked at her, quibbled with the unconscious people, and immediately understood what she meant.

So Liu Fei turned the handle of the knife slightly so that the back of the knife faced outward.

There were crackling sounds of fighting, but in fact it was a one-sided crushing of these two people.

Liu Fei's tactics were so fierce that all soldiers who touched the back of his sword were knocked unconscious on the spot and lay on the ground unconscious.

In less than one stick of incense, this team of less than a hundred people were all lying on the ground, and the scene was completely silent.

Only Qianhu was left standing there, gaping at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

Liu Fei walked towards him step by step, with a terrifying murderous aura emanating from his body.

Qianhu felt his legs were weak and staggered back a few steps, quickly holding on to the wall next to him with one hand.

His face turned pale and he quickly raised the knife, but the blade kept trembling.

"Don't come here! Liu Fei! You have already committed a heinous crime, don't make more mistakes!"

Liu Fei had no expression on his face and didn't speak. He just walked closer and closer.

Qianhu's face twitched a few times, his heart trembled, he clenched the long knife with both hands and rushed over with a roar.

Plop! Qianhu fell to the ground, also unconscious.

Liu Fei looked around, loosened his fingers, and the sword clinked on the ground.

Ye Qingzhu's face was full of worry and distress, and he stared blankly at his side face.

At this time, the sky had become gloomy, and dark clouds were floating in the sky one after another.

"Are you repaying your kindness?" Ye Qingzhu clenched the dagger in his hand, "The Mongols helped you a lot along the way."

"No," Liu Fei's voice was calm and his eyes were dark, "I, I'm just tired of the war and tired of the loss of life."

"We are all human beings, who is not afraid of death?"

Ye Qingzhu frowned, feeling that he didn't understand what Liu Fei was talking about.

She bit her lip, put away the dagger, walked over, and took Liu Fei's hand: "Anyway, get out of here quickly, and don't think about it anymore."

Liu Fei held her hand instead and pulled her towards the ruins over there.

When we came to a dilapidated earth wall, there were traces of arrows all over it.

The two took another step forward, and suddenly there was a panic sound inside.

I saw dozens of Mongolian people tied up here, all old, weak, women and children, all crowded together, their eyes full of fear.

Next to them were the corpses of several Mongolian soldiers, which were completely mutilated, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a sword, and walked towards these people.

Ye Qingzhu's eyes were startled: "What are you going to do?"

These old, weak, women and children were even more frightened, and they hid behind each other like crazy.

But there were also a few old people sitting at the front, looking at him firmly and saying in unskilled Chinese: "Don't kill the children!"

Several women also protected their children behind them, with frightened and determined eyes.

Looking down at them from a high position, Liu Fei raised his sword and swung it down!

Everyone trembled, but their hands and feet felt loose the next second.

When they opened their eyes, they saw that the hemp rope on their bodies had been cut off.

Liu Fei threw away his sword and spoke in Mongolian: "We don't have much time. Come with me quickly."

These people stared with disbelief on their faces. An old man stood up tremblingly: "You really let us go, are you a Mongolian?"

Liu Fei turned around and said, "It won't take long for patrol soldiers to arrive. Let's go quickly!"

After saying that, he walked out first, holding Ye Qingzhu's hand and leading the way.

After leading this group of old and weak women and children to a deep part of the grassland, Liu Fei led a few war horses and sent them to the old man: "Let's go."

These people looked at each other, and then they all knelt on the ground, covering their chests with their right hands, and lowered their heads with great piety and gratitude: "Thank you for saving your life!"

Several women burst into tears and kowtowed to Liu Fei while pressing their children's heads.

The old man's face was full of sincerity: "Great benefactor, please tell me your name, and we will worship your great kindness and virtue for the rest of our lives."

Liu Fei looked up at the sky: "No need, as long as you remember, don't let your children participate in wars again."

"Find a place to hide. Don't be captured by your own soldiers or the Ming army again."

The old man took a deep look at Liu Fei, nodded slowly, got up and walked deeper with these people. After walking up the slope, he turned back and kowtowed to Liu Fei.

There was no relief on the faces of Ye Qingzhu and Liu Fei, only deep solemnity.

Sooner or later, people will find out about this, and their way back will be even more difficult.

Ye Qingzhu said: "If you want to reverse the trend by yourself, it will be difficult!"

"Yeah." Liu Fei cried and laughed, "Maybe you should leave me."

As soon as he said this, his face suddenly tightened: "What are you doing?"

Ye Qingzhu stepped on his foot severely: "If you dare to say such things to me again, I will skin you! No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will definitely follow you."

"If you dare to push me out and turn into a ghost, I will follow you and bite you to death!"

Liu Fei smiled and shook his head: "Okay, what I said was wrong, let's go, we have to finish our own things."

The two people got on their horses and ran towards the horizon quickly.

Although Liu Fei's eyes were still a little gloomy, he was also a lot more determined. To capture the thief, capture the king first. The war was started by one person, and it should be ended by one person!
Chapter completed!