In Riverrun, the wind and dust rode in the middle of the school grounds, and the light snow was napping in the shade of the trees in the distance. Feng Chenyang glared angrily at the neat cavalry warriors in front of him, he pointed to the light snow in the distance and said, "That stupid dog is more attentive than you, is it so difficult to make a simple change?" After speaking, he swept the dragon chant, and the cold spear blade broke through the air, just when everyone thought that the spear was about to stagnate, the spear suddenly rushed upward, and the clear whistle was thicker.

"The change of gun momentum determines your victory or defeat in battle, and victory or defeat determines your life and death. The seemingly insipid offensive hides many changes. With every shot you shoot, you have to know exactly where it should be and how to accurately hit the target you have in mind. Feng Chenyang's face was serious.

"In the future, you will definitely meet opponents of equal strength, and that is a contest of speed and strength. There is no tie between life and death, and as long as you have a breath, you can't let the weapon stop! Wind Dust raised his voice and looked at the cavalrymen with their heads down.

"I asked General Yu to rebuild the light leather armor for you, and replace the bulky iron armor you used to have, just to make you give up that thought, that thing will not save your life, it will only slow you down and consume your physical strength. Don't try to defend, what's the best defense? If you want to live, on the battlefield, you have to pierce your spear into the heart of the enemy, that's what you should think about. ”

"General Wind, General Wind!" two warriors walked quickly with a cavalry warrior.

Feng Chenyang hurriedly drove his war horse over. The cavalry warrior bowed his head, his dark brown armor stained with blood. Feng Chenyang jumped off the horse, squatted down, and gently held up his head, the warrior's eyes were cold, and his throat seemed to be full of blood, and blood flowed out of his mouth, and the blood was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

The cavalry warrior threw out his hand with all his might, with difficulty, pointing in one direction, his gaze still cold.

"Handan City?" Feng Chenyang looked at him.

The warrior nodded slightly, his cold gaze fixed on Feng Yang's face.

"General Huh, they're in danger?"

The warrior shook his head slowly.

"Shorty in danger?"

The warrior nodded again, his gaze darkening.

Feng Chenyang stood up. "I see, your mission is done!"

A relieved smile appeared on the warrior's pale face, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his head hung down heavily, revealing several white arrow feathers behind his back.

Feng Chenyang stepped on the war horse and shouted: "Whoever is on horseback, take action and follow me to save people! With that, he rode his horse towards the gates. Two hundred horsemen urged their horses to follow him closely, and the sound of horses' hooves filled the air.

Jiya saw the leader who rushed out turn his horse's head and turn back, he tried his best to cover a young cavalry to break out of the encirclement, and the rest of the cavalry turned back with the leader and fought hard, leaving the hope of life to the young cavalryman.

A few arrows broke through the air, and the cavalry that rushed out trembled violently, and fell on the horse's back, and the horse neighed and went away.

The rest of the battle was soon over, leaving the corpses of nine horsemen on the ground, and the ownerless horses neighed and shuttled through the wilderness, unable to be quiet.

Ji Ya blocked Andrew and Youruo behind him, and clumsily raised the Ghost God Cry, and the cold blade of the Ghost God Cry glowed with a dark green cold glow, and its strong murderous aura could be felt far away.

Yuruo stood up softly and stood beside Jiya. The breeze lifted her green ribbon, and the bright red ribbon fluttered with the wind like two burning flames. She said to Ji Ya: "You will know sooner or later, my grandfather is the general of Da Liang's protector of war, and I, as his granddaughter, should not stand behind others." When she said this, her pale face was full of determination.

The tiger and leopard riders slowly gathered around, they saw clearly, there was no winner in the car, they knew the little girl named Youruo, and they started to raise it for a while.

Ying Zizhen was not in the car, it must have been a deviation in the intelligence, but the tiger and leopard riders had a trace of joy in their hearts. They stood at a distance of three feet, not daring to step forward. In fact, they don't really want Ying Zizhen to be in the car, after all, Ying Zizhen used to be their commander, accompanying them from birth to death, and always charging in the most dangerous place.

The tiger and leopard riders turned their eyes to the leader in the fiery red coat, and one of the tiger and leopard riders asked softly, "Chief, what should I do?"

The leader groaned for a moment, then looked up suddenly. "Kill! Leave no one behind!"

The tiger and leopard riders looked left and right, shrinking and none of them dared to step forward. "Boss, our target is not them, it must be the Grand Commander's wrong intelligence. There are so many of us, killing a few powerless little girls and a sick seedling, if this spreads, it will be laughed at by others. ”

A faint cloud of green smoke drifted in the wind, gathering around the leader, as if whispering. After a few moments, it dissipates into the air.

The leader seemed to have made up his mind. "None of them will be left! Resistant, slash!" After speaking, he took the lead in pulling the crossbow of the repeater, and let out a "hum" sound of string trembling.

A bolt burst through the air, heading for Yuruo's thin chest.

Jiya struggled to open her shield and took the sharp arrow perfectly. The cluster of arrows slashed across the shield, sending a splash of colorful sparks, and falling limply on the grass.

The tiger and leopard riders couldn't seem to believe that such a force had been cut off. The little dwarf girl in front of her, although she staggered back two steps from the impact of the huge force of the arrows, she still raised her knife clumsily and maintained a desperate posture.

Jiya's half-step appearance shocked the tiger and leopard rider, and her posture of raising the knife seemed lonely and desolate.

With a "whoosh", the leader shot another crossbow arrow, which came even faster, with a piercing whistle.

The shield was hard connected again, and the sound of impact suddenly sounded, and the arrow cluster that crossed the shield deviated from the direction and pierced into the wheel of the carriage, and the tail of the arrow was still violently trembling, "buzzing".

The little girl was knocked into the air by a huge force, and her weak body slammed into the carriage fiercely, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The carriage seemed to be about to crack, and the cowhide canopy was knocked out of the way.

The tiger and leopard riders watched quietly, their faces full of compassion and pity. They whispered, and lowered their spears to the ground, as if they had no momentum to charge.

Yu Ruo looked at the tiger and leopard riders in front of her in a daze, some of them she knew, in the Prancing Horse Plain, they chased rabbits and shot elks with Ying Zizhen, when there was a shortage of food and grass. Those people didn't dare to look her in the eye, like children who had done something wrong. Even the leader named Wu Yue was the deputy general promoted by Ying Zizhen, but now he was thinking about taking her life.

Ji Ya spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, and stubbornly faced the leader with a look of disdain. The blood at the corner of his mouth fell down the pointed chin and fell on the white short robe, reflecting a poignant picture.

The tiger and leopard riders couldn't bear to look any longer, and lowered their heads one after another, their chests filled with nameless anger.