Swish! The three arrows shot furiously, Yun Rong snorted, and an arrow hit under his rib. Worn leather armor barely resisted this deadly arrow. But the sharp arrowhead still pierced his skin, and the lined cotton coat immediately sucked up the spilled blood. There was a burst of cheers among the horse thieves, and the white hat thief had already shouted and raised his machete in his hand!

Before it was too late to pull the arrow, Yun Rong slammed the "splashing wind" into his mouth and flew towards the dead body with Ma Chan, struggling to pull it, Ma Chan whistled and swept across the scimitar that was coming, "Dang" With a blast, pull the knife away. The thief's head is not a general. Although the horse had already passed Yun Rong's side, he also turned around and swung his backhand quickly. Yun Rong, almost unable to avoid it, stumbled and nearly fell again. Finally, he stabilized his body with the help of a horse. In the end it was on the horse, the power of the thief's first scimitar was greatly enhanced by the horse's impulse, and Yun Rong's arms could not help but numb.

"Oh! Oh!" The thief turned the horse's head for the first time, and it would not give Yun Rong any chance to breathe. The heavy Turkic scimitar came to the wind again. Yun Rong took a deep breath and waited for the enemy to approach. Suddenly Ma Ma was lifted up and stabbed directly to the left side of the opponent. The thief's first knife was short. This fashion could not hurt Yun Rong. This is exactly the opportunity for Yunrong to take the resort. Ma Chan is just a fool trick to elicit the opponent's scimitar, and the thief head will naturally not expect that the opponent who is at a disadvantage in the footsteps will give up the only long weapon that can fight his own.

The machete flew the light Ma Mage far away, but Yun Rong had seized this fleeting leap to the right, even if the machete on the right hand of the thief was about to swing. It also takes time, a short time, but for Yunrong, it is enough!

"Chuck!" In the groan of the thief's head, the left leg in the gorgeous leather boots fell from the shaking stirrup. Blood flow at the broken leg, severe pain and loss of center of gravity on the right side made his whole body instinctively lean to the side of the broken leg. So Yun Rong just had time to take the wind from his mouth and lift it up, and then naturally passed the wind!

"Poof!" Splash of blood!

To be precise, it was the thief who rode his horse and sent his left leg to Da Kun's blade! Yun Rong only grasps the timing and angle. His strength at that time was all concentrated on the splashing wind knife.

Although the wind is slower, the power of the long knife is naturally stronger than the short knife, especially when chopping, as long as the cutting point is properly pinched, you can cut the neck with a knife without notching!

So the wind cut his head!

In the exclamation of the rest of the horse thieves, Yun Rong pushed down the body of the thief's head, flew on the horse, and retreated to Fengsui without looking back. There were dense bowstrings behind. Fortunately, most of them missed, and only one of them scratched Yunrong ’s arm, but the horse had no such luck, and the **** had several branches, which called the horse to run more wildly. , And soon left the horse thieves behind.

I don't know why, the horse thief didn't catch up.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin trauma, this broken armor has no white stitching, it can block the arrow!" Yun Rong raised his hand to see the scratch on his arm, "Zuo Deben, take some water, help me pack this Wound! Cao ... what, forget the name, you and Chen Yongqin blocked the fence door completely! Yes, all the wood that built the stable was removed and the door was closed. The door of Feng Sui should also be closed. Just use those stone mangers. The rest of the people are in their respective positions and must not leave without permission! "

Yun Rong's composure Zi Ruo once appeased the panicked subordinates again. After witnessing the bravery of his warrior, these desperate soldiers rekindled their fighting spirit.

"Suo Fengchao, how is the injury? Can you hold it up? If you can, just sprinkle the sulfur fuel along the fence and cover it with hay!" Yun Rong habitually wiped the blood on the knife sleeve from the arrow sleeve. He shouted at Fengding again, "Can the thief move?"

"Hui Fengshuai, no!" Luo Hongjie replied loudly, and the wolf smoked him coughing again and again.

"My mother, how many are killed by solo riding alone? Seven, or six?" Zhao Wu said on the top of Feng Feng, "What is the origin of your Feng Shuai, has such a skill!"

"In the past, I have seen the master of Feng Shuai very well, but Wan Wan did not expect his martial arts courage to be so strong! Such a character actually appeared in the most remote Fengpu of Shule! This ..." Luo Junwang also looked horrified, "I think it is The thief was also frightened, and there was no movement for a while! "

"It's not that simple! With Zuo Deben and Cao Zhongmin of Qilibao, I only have a total of eleven people. Only me, Zheng Dawei and Luo Junwang, Luo Hongjie brothers, Chen Yongqin and the two masters of Taoism are the only ones who have really been on the battlefield It ’s the child of Mao Weiqi! And how many thieves? At least a hundred people, Yun Fengshuai has the ability to be a good one, but how can I wait? "Zhao Wu said anxiously without looking at the hidden hill of the horse thief. , "My beacon was only transmitted by Qilibao. Qilibao fell before it was too late to issue a warning. In this way, it is extremely difficult to wait for the soldiers to be captured and arrested! This thief has so many people ..."

"Then Zheng Dawei has been clamoring for a horse to break through for help, it seems that this is the only way to do it!" Luo Hongjie frowned. "Just so, there will be me waiting in Fengsui, how long will it last?"

"Feng Shuai will not let me wait for one step away from Feng Sui, this is military discipline!" Luo Junwang's eyes still did not leave the direction of the horse thief. It was getting dark, and he tried to stare with his eyes wide open, "Feng Ding left Feng Fengpu without a fight, the crime should be cut! Don't you know!"

Everyone was silent until Zhao Wu swallowed loudly and murmured, "Why haven't the thieves moved yet, are you afraid to run away on your own?"

No one answered, but I sincerely hope so.

All the people heard the cry of the Herald Shi Najie crying. Unexpectedly, the heroic leader would be so unexpectedly dead! Although the head wearing the white fox fur cap has been attached to the body. Even his face is still lifelike, but the stunned people who looked at each other know that the leader is indeed in a different place, and the soul is back in Tengger! Prior to this, how smooth it was to "grass the valley" in autumn. Take advantage of the yellow season. The flat land of Pingchuan made all the "grass valleys" worth harvesting unobstructed. The fat horses and fat horses, the brave warriors who carried the energy, drove on the grassland. Triumphant home with a huge booty!

Unexpectedly, when the situation changed suddenly, the distinguished He Luo Shi Yongyu Lu died in front of everyone! Was killed by a Chinese, a person! As a younger brother, He Luo Shi Najie not only felt grieved, but also felt anger, he picked up the knife to pierce his cheeks, bleeding blood. With this ancient Turkic custom, express his sorrow, but also his determination, revenge, and determination to wash away shame.

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