With a "bang", a red mark fell on a brown horse.

Hong Jiang slapped the small leader of the Huanlou clan who was flying on a horse, stretched out his white hand in the red sleeves, and waved at the ragged and unkempt boy under the horse, shouting: "What a daze, get on the horse!"

The young man shook his head and said, "No, no, you are the master, I am the slave ......"

"Now, the master orders you, get on the horse quickly!" Hong Jiang was annoyed, and her childish little face turned red.

"Hmm......" The young man stretched out his hand, still hesitating, but the little white hand grabbed his hand and dragged him onto the horse.

At the same time, Hong Jiang flicked his sleeves and slapped on the horse's buttocks, and a yin wind followed the red sleeves to throw out, cutting a bloody hole several inches long on the horse's buttocks, oozing black blood.

The horse that sat down instantly turned red and galloped desperately into the distance. With the rapid movement of the muscles, the wound on the horse's buttocks, oozing black blood, was torn deeper and deeper, and the black blood continued to gush out.

"Ahh

"Don't shout!" Hongjiang's slender arms gripped the reins of the horse, and turned back to look in the chaotic army, a pair of dark eyes swirling in their sockets.

From time to time, there were retreating soldiers blocking the way, and Hong Jiang waved his red sleeves, and the black gas in his sleeves flew out like a thin snake, shooting towards the soldiers who were blocking the way.

There was a cold anger in her eyes, and she glanced at them contemptuously like an animal, and did not look any more, but rode her horse and looked back from time to time in the chaos.

Finally, when the brown horse ran a mile away, she found Camus on a high-headed, broad-jawed, black-maned horse, and brandished the killing blade in his hand, trying to organize the Lou soldiers to form a formation to defend against the cavalry that had appeared out of nowhere.

It's just that everything is in vain, and the retreating army of Huanlou has been scattered by the iron cavalry force, and it has already shown a tendency to disperse, and it is almost impossible to gather forces to form a formation at this time.

"Kamu!" Red shouted at the man with a wave of surprise in her eyes.

He heard someone calling his name in the chaos, and subconsciously looked towards the voice, and in the chaos, he found the person who called his name. The moment people recognized each other, the restless heart he mentioned in his throat finally let go.

"Holy Maiden!" shouted Camus, a look of joy on his face, and galloped towards the red silk.

Moments later, the two converged.

"Where have you been......" Tears flashed in Hongjiang's eyes, her tone was choked, and she suddenly cried "wow".

"Your Excellency, I saw that the Emperor's reinforcements were rushing directly to the camp of the Chinese army, so I withdrew from Dian Yun City and rushed towards the camp of the Chinese army, but the Chinese army was scattered, and I had to look for the Holy Maiden along the way. Gather troops all the way to form a defensive offensive. Camus put his hands together, held them flat in front of his forehead, and made a horse salute.

"You, stop them. Hongjiang's originally pouting mouth laughed, revealing two small tiger teeth, and raised his sleeve to wipe his tears.

"Rest assured, Lord Saint, Camus will do everything in her power to protect you—even if you risk your life!" Camus stared at the girl who was as nimble as a flame.

- Although he and the girl in red only had a few faces, they hit her off at first sight.

Disgusted at first sight, joyful when goodbye. Sometimes she is as passionate as fire, sometimes as obedient as yin, and sometimes as innocent as honey.

It seems that there are thousands of ties that bind them together, but he doesn't know it yet, and this is just the beginning.

"Brother Nanwu, look, it's the military flag of the Emperor's Kingdom!" The young man stood on the city wall, pointed to the bright red banner of "Emperor" in the distance, and jumped up excitedly.

The living Emperor Landing soldiers, staring at the bright red banner dancing in the dark night in the distance, wet their eyes one by one, tears drew a trace on their blood-stained faces, and grinned.

"Wow" A few metal rubbing sounds, and the head knife in Nanwu's hand was heavily slammed on the battlements of the city wall a few times.

"If you are not afraid of death, sharpen your sword! Kill out of the city and avenge the death of your brothers. Nan Wu raised the sharpened sword in his hand and shouted angrily, his voice was already hoarse.

- "Avenge the death of your brother!" In an instant, the only remaining 300 people on the castle tower roared angrily, and their eyes lit up with flames.

At this time, they, whether they were the Emperor Lin or the Yelang people, took up their weapons and sharpened their blades.

Under the light of the fire, Nanwu led 300 people who resisted to the death and rushed down the tower. A crowd galloped into the stables, hurriedly turning on their horses, and before they could untie the reins, some pulled out their swords from their waists and cut the reins, and galloped away in the direction of the city gates.

"Open the door!" There were still more than thirty zhang away from the south city gate, and the vague shadow of the city gate in front of him could only see the outline clearly at night, and Nanwu shouted.

The person in charge of guarding the city gate was a group of veterans in the city, and they heard the voice of Nanwu in the distance, and they looked at each other, a little hesitant, after all, there were retreating people outside this gate.

"It's Xiao Wu, them. A man with silver hair and more than half a hundred years old had a solemn face, but his voice was majestic, "Why are you still stunned? Open the city gate quickly!"

"Yes!" he said, and the rest of the people did not dare to hesitate, nodded in agreement, and hurriedly lifted the wooden stake blocking the city gate.

"Open the gate!" In the dark night, another person shouted, and more than a dozen people turned the gate plate together.

"Rumble" There was a sound of the mechanism turning, and the wooden grouting jack gate slowly rose in the gate groove.

At this moment, Nanwu led more than 300 horsemen to roar, almost running out of the city with their heads against the gate.

"For the sake of the dead brother!" Nan Wu shouted violently, and chased after the people who returned to the building with a knife and slashed away.

"-Kill!" More than 300 horsemen behind him also shouted, everyone had red eyes, the boiling blood in their bodies made their faces red, the green tendons on their foreheads burst out, and the muscles were bulging and tight, like bloodthirsty wolves.

"It's them, they're out!" a panicked soldier who returned to the building, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground in the bloody mud, he turned around and pointed at a blue-eyed Yelang man with a frightened face, and let out a frightened voice.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and before he could get up from the ground, the cold light flashed in front of him, and a headless body fell heavily to the ground again.

A head was cut off with a knife, flew out of several meters, and rolled to the feet of a group of people who returned to the building, they looked at the flying head, no longer had the courage to open their legs, and stood in place in a daze, trembling all over, their faces were pale and terrifying, and they were talking to themselves, their voices almost collapsed.

"The Daredevil, it's the Daredevil......"

"Run, run!"

It's just that they came too fast, almost in the blink of an eye. The horse's hooves picked up the muddy blood, and as fast as a black lightning bolt, it disappeared into the crowd in an instant. By the time they fell to the ground, there were corpses strewn all over the place, but there was no sign of the murderer.

The sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves is getting closer and closer, from far to near, and it is quickly approaching the military formation.

- It was the footsteps of death.

Nanwu and his entourage of more than 300 horsemen, chasing the retreating Huanlou soldiers all the way to cover and kill, and corpses were everywhere they passed. At this time, the Huanlou army could no longer resist, and they were scattered, they ran desperately, swarming and fleeing in all directions, as if they would be completely separated by yin and yang if they were one step slower.

"Look! It's reinforcements. A young man in his twenties, with a wave of a knife in his hand, cut off the arm of a soldier who returned to the building, and shouted in surprise.

"Catch up!" Nan Wu tightened his grip on the reins, kicked his feet heavily on the horse's belly, and without looking back, he shouted, and his voice flew behind him.

"Mr. Wine! The defenders in Dian Cloud City have come to the rescue!"

There was a sudden loud shout behind him, and the man in the green shirt turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see a group of black shadows in the distance flying in his direction, a face of vicissitudes of life was pale due to excessive blood loss, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Haha......"

Ma Wu was also shocked when he heard this, and shouted: "My mother, this group of people don't want to die!"

After exclaiming, Ma Wu suddenly felt a splash of wetness on his face, and subconsciously glanced at the white horse green shirt in front of him.

This glance didn't matter, it instantly made him gasp, and the scene he saw was shocking, only to see that the back of the man in the green shirt had been stained red with blood, and a trickle of blood like a thin snake flowed down the belly of the white horse he was sitting on, and the corners of the soaked green shirt were shaking blood droplets in the galloping wind.

Ma Wuyi's round eyes were shocked, pointed to the broad back of the man in the green shirt, and stammered: "First, sir, you, you ......."

"It's okay, you can't die. The man in the green shirt spoke in a flat tone, turned around and smiled at Ma Wuyi, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the green shirt in front of him, curling his back slightly, obviously holding on. But he only felt a silver light flying from the afterglow, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Get out of the way!" the man in the green shirt shouted, hurriedly shouted at the silver spear and white horse in the lead, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a cold sword qi rushed out, and the sword qi grazed the silver light and disappeared into the night.

But it was still a step too late, and a cold "swish" passed through the head of Huo Qing, who was riding a horse and wielding a lance in front, and Huo Qing instantly fell off his horse sideways and planted himself in the corpse of the returning soldier in the ground.

Before the sound fell, hundreds of tributaries and arrows were overwhelmingly enveloped in the night sky overhead!

"There's an enemy attack! Follow me. Without having time to glance at Huo Qing, who had fallen off the horse, the man in the green shirt tightened the reins in his hand and led the leopard to dodge towards the left side of the Huanlou military formation.

The leopard cavalry seemed to be pulled by the line, the man in the green shirt turned his horse's head and headed towards the left, and the three thousand leopard cavalry behind him also turned his horse's head with him in an instant, and roared towards the left side of the building army formation.