Chapter Ninety-Three: Arrow Wounds

The night shrouded the endless grassland, and the dark sky became brighter and brighter against the stars.

The heavy night covered the two men and horses galloping on the grassland, and behind them came the shouts of the Hu people and the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

After all, the two of them rode a little beyond the horse's foot strength, and Wei Heming could feel that the distance between them and the pursuers was gradually narrowing, and it was only a matter of time before they were overtaken.

If he was in the jungle and in the market, he could at least come up with some way to get out, but the huge grassland was empty, and he couldn't find a place to hide.

Be at one's wits' end.

Wei Heming was almost desperate.

Although he had been prepared to die for a long time, how could he be willing to die here?

In his previous life, he had been depressed for more than ten years, not that he had not experienced a desperate situation, but at that time his heart was like ashes, even if he died, there was no difference.

But now......

Wei Heming listened to the breathing sound of the person behind him, and couldn't help but clench his teeth.

He must not die here.

Ling Ding several sharp arrows attacked from behind them and were cut down by Chu Fengge several times.

Wei Heming turned his head and observed for a long time, then finally took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, give me your bow." His own bow was left on his horse.

Chu Fengge handed him the bow without a sound.

Wei Heming checked it, it was heavier than what he was used to, but the tightness of the string was almost less: "How many arrows are left?"

Chu Fengge said in a low voice: "Twenty-six." ”

"Enough. Wei Heming counted just now, although there were many chasing soldiers behind him, but they didn't have many torches in a hurry, and there were only more than twenty of them in the end.

The night was dark, and if they shot off the torches of the group, they would become headless flies, and it would be impossible to catch the two of them from the grassland.

It's just that tonight the wind is dark and the wind is high, and it is immediately bumpy, and it is not easy to aim at the torches of these people. No matter how confident Wei Heming is in his archery skills, he doesn't dare to make assertions.

Wei Heming wanted to take the arrow, but when he looked up, he saw the bloodshot in Chu Fengge's eyes, and the emotions contained in those dark pupils made him tremble: "Your Highness?"

Chu Fengge was about to break the arrow in his hand: "It's fine." ”

There was no time to care about it at the critical moment, Wei Heming had to slowly pull out the arrow from the Chu Feng singer, and said softly: "Your Highness has admitted that you are outstanding in archery before, and now, you will lend me a share of His Highness's luck on the battlefield." ”

Chu Fengge's voice was hoarse: "Okay." ”

Wei Heming opened his bow and led the arrows to aim backwards, and shot two arrows in a row, but there was no sound.

He was silent for a moment, and then drew the arrow, but he refused to let it go.

At first, he was just silent, and then even his hands trembled slightly, as if he was a recruit who had just entered the battlefield, and like a gentleman when he first sat in the army in his previous life.

Wei Heming knew that although he was not stoic, he rarely wavered.

Only this time, it was Chu Fengge sitting behind him.

He took a deep breath, and his voice trembled slightly: "Your Highness, I ......"

Two flying arrows interrupted his words, and Wei Heming didn't have time to dodge, watching the arrows come at him.

"Ding-" "Ding-"

The arrow was shot down by Chu Fengge's long knife.

"What are you afraid of?" The red color in Chu Fengge's eyes became more and more intense, and he even chuckled lowly: "You and I can't die together in the previous life, if you fall in this life, don't expect me to live to collect your body." ”

His sword clanged in the night wind.

"Wei Heming, I said it when I came, I will protect you. Chu Fengge said. "You live, I live, you die, I die. ”

Wei Heming's eyes widened, staring at Chu Fengge's eyes, but he couldn't find a single joke or hesitation in them anyway.

Chu Fengge ...... You're crazy. Wei Heming muttered, but couldn't help but laugh along: "I remember your words today, if I don't make such a mistake in the future, I will never make a mistake easily." ”

Wei Heming clenched the arrow in his hand, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

There are too many things he is obsessed with in this life, but he has never been attached to a person, even the woman he admired when he was young is just admiration, so he can be free and easy about Chu Shen's betrayal, and he can be relieved of the emperor's change.

Therefore, it was difficult for him to understand Chu Fengge's paranoid mood.

But at this moment, he seemed to have a little bit of clarity.

I don't want to let go, I don't want to lose.

Wei Heming slowly put the arrow on the bow, and Chu Fengge blocked the attacking arrows, even if the tip of the arrow hit in front of him, he didn't tremble in the slightest.

He is the same as Chu Fengge's thoughts, if he is born, he will live, and if he dies, he will die.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the flickering light of the fire clear and bright in his eyes.

"Whoosh-" An arrow cut through the night, shooting down a bright burst of fire.

Wei Heming perked up, and before Hu Ren could react, he shot down five or six torches one after another.

Hu Ren understood Wei Heming's intentions, and gradually began to dispatch soldiers and horses, but after a while, the only remaining torches were placed in the hands of the soldiers and horses in the back row.

In this way, Wei Heming was even farther away from the torch.

Wei Heming hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can we get closer to them?"

Chu Fengge nodded, slowing down the horse's speed.

As soon as the distance between the two sides was closer, the Hu people's arrows became more dense, and Wei Heming saw that Chu Fengge could still deal with it, so he concentrated on drawing his bow and arrows, and shot down most of the opponent's torches in one go.

At this moment, the remaining torches were no longer enough to light the way, and there was obviously a commotion in the ranks of the Hu people.

Chu Fengge took out the black object again at this time, threw it back, and blew the Hu people off guard.

Several torches were left on the ground in the chaos, and the remaining torches were also extinguished by Wei Heming.

The whole grassland was completely darkened.

Before Wei Heming could put away his bow, he heard the sound of three long and one short Hu horns sounding on the Hu people's side.

Wei Heming was startled, and before he had time to think about it, he was pushed by Chu Fengge and blocked behind him, followed by the sound of a large number of arrows flying, and for a while, arrows rained down.

It turned out that Su He saw that there were no torches, and it was hopeless to catch the two of them, so he ordered a random shot.

Chu Fengge had been on the battlefield for a long time and was extremely familiar with Hu Jiao's orders, so he stopped in front of him as soon as possible.

The sound of the arrow being shot down was endless, and Wei Heming held his breath, knowing that his skills were limited, and he didn't dare to be reckless to divide Chu Fengge's god.

Chu Fengge could block the arrows flying from above, but he couldn't stop the few castrated arrows, and one of the arrows was pierced into the horse's leg, not deep, but it provoked the horse to go crazy and gallop wildly.

Wei Heming was stunned on the horse, and when he reacted, the horse had slowly stopped, and there was no arrow rain around him, and there was no shadow of Hu Bing, surrounded by empty grasslands, and it seemed that there were only two people and one horse left.

Even, even the people behind him were silent.

He didn't dare to look back, so he only called in a low voice: "Your Highness?"

The man behind him did not answer.

After calling twice, Wei Heming's voice changed: "Your Highness, Fengge, Chu Fengge!!"

Hurriedly turned his head, but met the man's deep eyes, full of smiles under the stars in the sky.

He said, "I'm here." ”

Wei Heming didn't know whether he was angry or happy, and only a joy of the rest of his life washed over his mind.

Looking at Chu Fengge's calm appearance, he didn't know what kind of heat was in his head, so he got up quickly, kissed the lips of the person behind him, and whispered: "This time is the real hero saving beauty." ”

Chu Fengge asked, "Who is the hero?"

Wei Heming smiled: "Naturally, it's me." ”

Chu Fengge didn't fight with him, just stared at him and smiled.

Wei Heming suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

With the faint starlight, he looked up and down at Chu Fengge's face and body, and suddenly had a look: Chu Fengge's shoulders were fainted by blood.

Wei Heming's eyes widened, and he reached out to touch, touching the wetness of his hand and the shaft of the arrow that had been sharpened.

Chu Fengge's expression did not change in the slightest, he only gently held his hand and whispered in his ear, "You should ask me if it hurts." ”

Wei Heming couldn't figure out what he wanted to say for a while, so Mu Ran followed and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Fengge's voice was filled with a heavy smile and restraint, as if he was coquettish: "It won't hurt if you have you." ”

Wei Heming was so angry that he just wanted to punch him, make him sober and sober, look at his injuries, but he couldn't do it.

"Is the arrow poisonous?" Thinking of the Hu people's usual methods, Wei Heming couldn't help but ask first.

"Probably not. Chu Fengge said, and left a kiss on his lips.

How can there be such a person?

Wei Heming found that he didn't know much about Chu Fengge.

Wei Heming sighed: "I'll find a suitable place later, and I'll bandage it for you." ”

Chu Fengge responded.

After a while, Wei Heming still couldn't let go of the breath he mentioned, chewed it again and again, and couldn't help but scold: "Why didn't you mention it when you were injured?"

Chu Fengge's voice still had a gentle taste in it: "I'm happy and stupid." ”

Wei Heming stared at him in disbelief: "You are very happy to be chased and killed by the Hu people?"

Chu Fengge smiled again, and his bloodstained face also became good-looking.

"Wei Heming, I believe it now, you are happy with me. The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and there was a sparkle in his eyes that he had never seen before. "I'm very happy. ”