Frontier Army Warrior

When Chu Jiao saw this scene, she was terrified.

This is going to be bad. Several King Kongs came up and couldn't even withstand one attack.

She turned her head and nodded to the maid beside her, indicating that she should protect her master.

Then he gritted his teeth, raised his ring-handled broadsword, and strode towards the nearest Iron Hammer Tartar.

The three Tartars were not in a hurry and sat steadily on their horses, watching the show.

The Tartar outside the right wall hung his spear on the saddle, reached out to take the bow from his back, and put a feathered arrow on it.

He did not draw the bow, but just hung the bow and arrow on the side of the horse, quietly looking at the people in the yard.

Chu Jiao took three or two steps towards the Iron Hammer Tartar, and the ring-handled broadsword made a sharp sound in the air, and swung it horizontally to cut the Tartar's horse legs.

The Tartar sneered and smashed Chu Jiao's head with the hammer from top to bottom.

Chu Jiao could cut off the Tartar's horse's legs, but she could not avoid the hammer that was about to hit her.

I have never suffered such a loss in front of others. I lost the initiative to the Tartars with just one move.

Chu Jiao's broadsword turned in the air and met the Tartar's iron hammer.

The weapons of both sides collided in the air, and after a loud bang, a burst of sparks exploded.

Chu Jiao took a step back and stood firmly.

The Tartar's hammer was also bounced back by her sword.

Upon seeing this, Master Su cheered loudly.

"Well, Boss Chu is still the best. You are all just fucking idlers."

Chu Jiao felt her hands were a little numb, but it was nothing serious.

Both sides raised their weapons again and clashed with each other.

The two men had no skills at all, just using brute force to smash each other.

There was a "bang bang bang..." sound in the yard, which made everyone's ears deaf and piercing.

Every time the Iron Hammer Tartar struck with his hammer, his horse would take a step forward.

Chu Jiao took a step back, swung the ring-handled broadsword and chopped with all her might.

After hitting more than ten times in a row, Chu Jiao finally couldn't hold on and the ring-handled sword flew out of her hand.

She also took several steps back and sat down on the ground.

The Tartar outside the wall on the right had a smile on his face. He pointed at the Hammer Tartar on the left and said a lot of gibberish.

It seems like they are laughing at each other.

The third brother, who was standing aside in a daze, saw that the Iron Hammer Tartar's horse's hooves were about to step on the eldest brother. He raised his scimitar, stepped forward quickly and stabbed the Tartar's horse in the belly from the side.

Unexpectedly, before his knife arrived, a feather arrow suddenly flew and pierced his temple.

The third brother realized something was wrong and immediately drew his knife and looked up.

The feathered arrow grazed his forehead, leaving a scar on him.

The third brother's face was immediately covered in blood.

Master Su was dumbfounded at this time, seeing that Chu Jiao, the leader of the Eight Vajra whom he trusted the most, was about to be trampled under the horses' hooves of the Tartars.

With trembling hands, he pointed at the Hammer Tartars.

"Quick, quick...kill him!"

No one who could stand in the yard dared to take action again.

They are all experts in martial arts, so they can see that all the masters in the yard are no match for the Tartars.

If you act rashly now, there will be only one result.

dead!

The Iron Hammer Tartar grinned and urged his horse to move closer to Chu Jiao who was sitting on the ground.

Chu Jiao used her hands and feet to retreat.

The Tatars were not in a hurry to take action. They seldom encountered large tribes that could offer even a little resistance, and they felt they had not had enough fun.

The Iron Hammer Tartar pointed at Chu Jiao and turned to the other two Tartars, mumbling something.

The iron-stick Tartar jumped off his horse with a hearty laugh.

Holding an iron rod, he strode towards Master Su who was huddled under the eaves.

The maid standing on the side raised the sword in her hand and stepped in front of Master Su.

As the distance got closer, the Tartar saw the maid's face clearly and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He shouted a few words loudly and reached out to grab the maid's chest.

The maid swung her sword and stabbed it into the Tartar's chest.

The Tartar didn't even try to dodge, but still reached forward to grab the maid's chest with his big hand.

The maid's long sword pierced the Tartar's chest with a clang, sending out a streak of sparks, but was blocked by the iron armor.

At the same time, the Tartar's big hands grabbed the front of her clothes.

With a little force, the Tartar lifted the maid in front of him, threw away the iron rod, and grabbed the maid's thin white neck with his other hand.

Master Su was furious. Although he was very scared, he still scolded loudly.

He bent down to pick up the long sword dropped by the maid and was about to raise the sword to stab forward.

Suddenly, a feathered arrow hit the wall in front of his face with a "twang".

The tail of the arrow was still trembling, making a slight buzzing sound.

Young Master Su's face turned pale and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The Tartar with the iron stick ignored him and pulled hard with his big hands.

He tore a large piece of the maid's shirt on her chest, revealing her tight red apron.

The maid screamed and tried desperately to scratch the Tartar's head and face with both hands.

However, the Tartar slightly exerted force on her neck with his right hand, and the maid's hands immediately dropped weakly, and her body slid to the ground.

Chu Jiao wanted to get up, but she didn't know that there was the Tartar's iron hammer in front of her and the iron hoof of the war horse beside her legs.

There was a half-foot-long spike on the top of the iron hammer, which was swaying right in front of Chu Jiao, making her dare not move.

With the threat of the Tartars' bows and arrows, no one in the yard dared to move.

The iron-stick Tartar had torn the maid's shirt into strips, revealing a piece of white.

The two big hands continued to tear the maid's clothes down, and the clothes could hardly cover her body.

Master Su could only close his eyes and tremble all over.

The other King Kongs also lowered their heads helplessly, turning a deaf ear to the maid's screams.

The Iron Hammer Tartar stared at Chu Jiao, as if he had just realized that the strong man under his horse was actually a woman.

He jumped off his horse curiously, mumbling something.

One end of the hammer was pressed against Chu Jiao's belly, and the other hand grabbed her chest.

"Hahaha..."

He laughed wildly and spoke to the Tartars holding bows and arrows.

He then threw away the hammer in his hand, drew the dagger from his waist, and put the blade against Chu Jiao's neck.

Then he grabbed the front of Chu Jiao's shirt with his big hands and pulled it hard.

With a crackling sound, Chu Jiao's equally majestic pair jumped out like white rabbits.

Chu Jiao's face turned red from holding it in. She wanted to resist, but the dagger on her neck was pressing down and a trickle of blood was already flowing out.

On the other side, the Tartar with the iron stick had already stripped the maid's clothes off and was taking off his own sheepskin pants.

Both women were pinned down by the Tartars and were unable to resist.

Young Master Su was completely stunned by the shock.

He usually walks around arrogantly, and any one of his eight Vajras can make people in the world tremble with fear.

How come it becomes like this when it gets here?

Everyone says that the Tartars are fierce, but I don’t take them seriously.

Until now, Chu Jiao, the leader of the Eight Vajra, was pinned down by the Tartars, and her clothes were torn off.

Others were helpless.

Women with a figure like Chu Jiao are most popular among the Tartars.

The body is strong and the feminine features are prominent.

Not only can they work, but they can also give birth.

In the eyes of the Tartars, this kind of woman is a hundred times better than those fair, tender, delicate and weak women.

According to their rules, whoever catches it first has the right to go first.

Once captured, they will become personal slaves.

Unless a bronze armor appears among them.

Therefore, when the Iron Hammer Tartar discovered this beauty, he couldn't wait to pounce on her.

Chu Jiao was desperate. Her subordinates were frightened by the Tartars and no one dared to step forward to take action.

He was held at knifepoint.

Even if he had not been forced to fight with a knife, his previous struggle had already made him weak in the arms and legs due to the hammers of the Tartars, leaving him unable to resist.

Seeing that all the clothes on his body were torn off and the Tartar's burly body was pressing down on him.

Chu Jiao gritted her teeth and decided that she would rather die than allow herself to be insulted by the Tartars.

She ignored the dagger on her neck and reached out to grab the Tartar's thick neck.

The Tartar became even more excited when his neck was strangled.

He shouted loudly and tried hard to push Chu Jiao's legs apart.