Chapter 590: Captured

　　After the inspection, Wang Huahui said to Hong Tao on the side: "Hong Tao, finish as soon as possible, we have to leave here immediately, and if there is a black wind whistle ride, we will not be able to eat."
"Yes, sir!" Hong Tao wiped the tears on his face and turned to the others: "Sweep it, and tie the bodies of the brothers who had just died in battle to the horse. Remember, tie them tightly, don't fall , Bring Black Sand City, and adults will bury them well."
　　 "Yes, Hongtou!"
Several people worked together to clean up the battlefield casually, and cut down the black wind whistle ride levels, these levels are used to prove their credit, as for the captured black wind whistle ride captain, then Stunned directly tied to a horse.
　　 Several people turned their horses and prepared to leave here, but they took a few steps to steer the horse. Suddenly, the tension of the bowstring came from their right.
　　 "Enemy Attack!" Wang Huahui's strength is the highest here. Therefore, he is also the first time he has made a sneak attack by the Black Wind Rogue.
　　 "Gah, woo!" Several arrows came with Wang Huahui's alarm.
Even the fast-moving Wang Huahui didn't have time to evade. "Huh" Wang Huahui groaned, only to feel a sudden pain on his right shoulder.
Turning his head, he saw that a heavy arrow had penetrated his leather armor and penetrated deeply into the flesh of his right shoulder. Then, a severe pain, and a feeling of weakness throughout his body, put on his heart. Obviously, he had He was injured in the arrow.
　　Despite this, Wang Huahui didn't care about his shoulder injury. He shouted again: "It's the black wind rogue whistle ride, dodge quickly, all the people go into the mountain, go into the mountain!"
　　 Wang Huahui's ears have heard hundreds of black wind whistle riders riding horses. Now they are definitely not opponents. They only run away and want to escape. The best place is Fengming Mountain.
　　Below the mountains are deserts and all are flat land. They can't even stop them. As long as they climb the Fengming Mountain and cover them with the rocks on the mountains, they can escape smoothly.
　　 When Wang Huahui gave the order, he had already been lying on the horse all the time, tightly grasping the saddle bridge, his mouth was just urging the horses to march, and everyone else rushed the same way.
　　 "Stop, where are you running!"
　　 "Quit surrender, as long as you surrender, we will spare you!"
　　 "Stand, if we don't, we will shoot arrows!"
　　 only listened to the scolding and threatening sounds behind him, and there were more than a dozen black wind thieves riding from the hillside on the right side of the rear. They chased and shouted loudly.
　　 "Whoosh!" A few sounds, and the sound of arrows breaking from behind was heard again.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Wang Huahui heard Zhou Qing screaming behind him and looked back, but Zhou Qing's horse behind him was shot by the black wind whistle riding. The horse screamed, and his forelegs jumped up directly. Zhou Qing was so busy avoiding the arrows behind him that he accidentally fell to the ground and was unlucky. When he fell, he hit the stone directly on the ground. Now Zhou Qing has been injured.
　　 Wang Huahui shouted directly: "Zhou Qing, hurry up to another horse."
Zhou Qing listened to it, forced to endure the pain in his body and desperately wanted to get up, but at this time, he heard the sound of the hoof behind him getting closer and closer. Obviously, the black wind whistle rides behind him were Chased up.
Zhou Qing knew that he couldn't afford to delay it anymore. He grabbed the reins of another horse beside him, and was about to jump on the horseback. Suddenly, with the sound of'Fu', a rope was flying and it just happened to wrap on his head. .
　　 "Oh." The rope tightened immediately, and Zhou Qing fell to the ground again.
　　Zhou Qing struggled constantly on the ground, while his eyes were flushed, shouting to Wang Huahui not far away, "Master, kill me, kill me!"
　　 Wang Huahui took out the flying axe, but hesitated in his eyes.
　　 At the current distance, he was sure to kill Zhou Qing, but Zhou Qing is his comrade-in-arms, how did he succeed? How do you go about it?
It was only during this period of hesitation that Zhou Qingji was dragged by several black wind whistle whistle rides, and then two of them rode and took Zhou Qing to the back without leaving. , Wang Huahui missed the opportunity to kill Zhou Qing.
>　　 "Whoosh!" The bow string continued to sound, and several arrows from the black wind whistle were shot, and two of them flew directly against Wang Huahui's ear.
　　 At this time, Hong Tao in front shouted loudly: "Master, it's too late now, go!"
　　 Wang Huahui's eyes were filled with tears, and finally Zhou Qing gave a glance, but he saw Zhou Qing directly smiling at him, and his eyes seemed to be constantly saying to him, go, go, his life is worth it!
　　 Then, Zhou Qing was submerged in the dust.
　　Wang Huahui forbeared the pain in his heart and the tears in his eyes, forcing himself to turn around. The whip on his right hand was just desperately hitting the hips of the mount, and the horse ran away with pain.
　　 "Tap to step!" In a blink of an eye, Wang Huahui's horse directly pulled a long distance away.
　　 Soon, Wang Huahui and his party entered the mountain and could no longer be seen from a distance.
Behind them, dozens of riders of the black wind whistle whistle ride can’t catch up after seeing it, and it’s night, and it’s not easy to chase, and they have caught a live mouth, which can be explained by the past, so Soon, these dozens of riders of the Black Wind Rogue whistle no longer chase and kill Wang Huahui, and turned back directly.
　　 Soon, these dozens of black wind thieves came to Zhou Qing.
　　 Two of them, apparently the leader of the black wind rogue whistle, dismounted, pulled Zhou Qing on the ground, and pushed it in front of a little leader.
　　The crowds of black wind thieves were surrounded by Zhou Qing, pointing at him, saying something mocking in his mouth, and making fun of him from time to time.
　　 "Bah!" A thick sputum was spit directly by Zhou Qing to these surrounding him, mocking his black wind whistle ride, and Zhou Qiong has been glaring at them.
　　 Just now he fell from the horse to the ground, and was pulled by the ropes of the black wind whistle whistle for a distance. Not only his body, but also many blood marks on his face, he was also seriously injured inside.
Seeing Zhou Qing in front of me, I am still in such a fearless and unyielding manner, and spit them with sputum. Several of the grumpy black wind whistle rides were furious, and several whips on their hands came down, and their heads were covered with faces. Zhou Qing, immediately, blood flowed from Zhou Qing's face.
　　 Zhou Qing did not scream or dodge, so he let the leather whip of the black wind whistle ride fall on his body, as if the leather whip did not hurt him at all, but he kept swearing.
The black wind whistle rider looked at the scene in front of him, and there was a sigh of emotion in his heart. From Zhou Qing's eyes, he could clearly see that Zhou Qing did not pretend to be a tough guy, but he did Fearless of them.
　　Let's think about it again. The nausea scenes of the people under his face when facing the same scene, the black wind rogue whistle rider's heart is even more emotional.
　　 "If I had such a man, how good would it be!" This is the only idea in the mind of this black wind rogue whistle rider.
　　After feeling sorrowful, the black wind rogue whistle ride stopped the abuse of Zhou Qing's actions by his men. Zhou Qing's stiffness won the respect of this leader.
　　 Dispose of all this, the leader of the black wind whistle rider began to check the surroundings.
　　 This look, he frowned directly.
　　It can be seen from the traces left by the scene that there seems to be a fierce battle just now, but the results have made this gangster leader a little unbelievable.
There are more than forty people on my side, and there are only ten or less enemies on the opposite side. However, after the first battle, forty or more of them on this side were directly wiped out, and the number of horse equipment lost in the middle is needless to say, it seems Another person was captured.
　　As soon as he thought of the outcome of this battle, the head of the Black Wind Rogue sent out a question like this: "Who are the enemies just now? How brave?"
Speaking of participating in the battle, this black wind whistle rider has experienced more than twenty times. In all his memories, few people have dared to fight directly with them, even if the elite of the Chu team refused to take it at night. So.
"Could these enemies be the elite in the Chu Xuanwu Legion? They wouldn't take it at night?" The black wind whistle rider could not help thinking in his mind~EbookFREE.me~ When he wanted to come, only Chu Xuanwu, In an elite army like Bai
Inside, there will be such a powerful elite that will never be accepted at night.
　　 "I have to take this person to the leader as soon as possible." The leader of the black wind whistle rider pondered for a long time, confessing to the black wind whistle rider around him, and then personally escorted Zhou Qing back to the big camp for questioning.
　　 Soon, Zhou Qing was by five flowers, tied to a horse, and escorted to the east.
　　 In order to prevent Zhou Qing from committing suicide, the leader of the black wind whistle rider also directly ordered Zhou Qing's acupoint.
　　 They walked eastwards, crossing the river from the Moon Bay of the Shahe River. Since this place has long been a desert, the oceanic Shahe River has dried up for many years. Therefore, the horse can pass from here.
After they had walked for almost an hour, they stopped in an empty place near Shamenzhai, not far from the foot of Tufengming Mountain. This is the camp of the Black Wind Thief Army. Tonight, the Black Wind Thief Army is here. Rest here.
　　'S torture all the way, Zhou Qing was covered with scars all over his body, the blood on his body was also dry, and his face was even paler, but his eyes were brighter and his expression was quite calm.
　　Because, Zhou Qing had already put his life and death out of the picture.
　　 For Zhou Qing, death is not a terrible thing, he is ready to welcome the arrival of death!