When he asked this, Ruan Yanluo was not angry, but Jing Xiao was angry first.

Is the name of the Lord of Yanluo what he can ask? This is a definite Princess Ling.

Thinking about how much effort it took for the prince of his family to receive Ruan Yanluo into his hands, someone came to pry the corner of the wall before he got married, or in front of him, the first guard under the Ling throne, can this kind of thing be endured?

stepped forward and was about to make a move, but was grabbed by Ruan Yanluo and said in a low voice: "Don't fall for his plan!" ”

Jing Xiao reacted suddenly, his duty was to protect Ruan Yanluo, if he left, there would be no one with a high enough force value around Ruan Yanluo, and that person was acting like this, obviously delaying time for the people behind him.

Although it is not high from the top of the cliff to the ground, if the martial arts have not reached a certain level, they still dare not jump down lightly, otherwise they will inevitably be injured, so they will use ropes.

The arrows shot by the Changfeng Army to the rope were pulled out by the people who were protecting next to him, Jing Xiao saw this scene, and snatched the bow of the Changfeng Army next to him, pulled the capacity to the fullest, and let it go with a whoosh.

He has followed Nangong Ling since he was a child, up and down King Ling's mansion, except for Nangong Ling, his martial arts are the highest, this arrow is shot out, quite a meteor chasing the moon, and it is so fast that people are caught off guard.

And the angle of his shot was very tricky, going straight to the point where the rope came into contact with the mountain rock above, and the others just wanted to stop it, and they could reach such a high place, if they used a hidden weapon, it was too late now.

Although the speed of the tall man in the lead could catch up with Jing Xiao's arrows, he was provoking Jing Xiao to come out to fight him, but he didn't expect Jing Xiao not only not to be fooled, but also to make such a move.

After a momentary accident, he lost the opportunity, and if he wanted to chase that arrow, he was already powerless.

With Ding's voice, Jing Xiao's arrow was shooting at the point where the rock met the rope, and the rope was immediately cut by the sharp arrow, leaving only one point still connected.

There were two people hanging under the rope, and the connected point couldn't bear such a heavy weight, and it snapped and broke, and the two people screamed and fell directly from mid-air.

The tall man in the lead changed his complexion, and looked at Jing Xiao's eyes with a bit of murderous intent, but turned his head and shouted back: "Jump down, the people below will answer!" ”

At a height of dozens of zhang, as long as the response is good, even if you fall, you will not lose your mobility.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Yanluo shouted in the same loud voice: "Divide into two teams, one team to block the attack, and the other team, shoot the person who responds to me!" ”

Ruan Yanluo now has a very clear view of the shape in the field, although the number of people on the two sides is about the same, but with the Changfeng Army being good at corps combat, and the individual combat strength is only a middle and upper team, it will definitely not be able to defeat the people brought by that man.

She admits that these men in black have good martial arts, but while preparing to meet the people on the cliff, they can't be distracted anymore to protect themselves, right? Then kill them first!

If the tall man had to divide his troops to protect, now they had about a hundred people under the cliff, and there were seven or eight people to meet the people on the cliff, and to protect them, at least a dozen people would have to be divided, so that the soldiers in Ruan Yanluo's hands would have a numerical advantage.

Although the Changfeng Army has average individual combat strength, it has a formation, and when Ruan Yanluo helped the guards to flow out of Beijing and encountered an ambush in the dark alley, Yan Qing's people used it.

This formation is a group of nine people, with a spear as the leader, the whole is centipede-shaped, both offensive and defensive, and the lethality is extremely strong, which is very suitable for fighting more and less in small teams on the battlefield.

Ruan Yanluo had carefully looked at this formation at the beginning, and this formation was very similar to a small team battle formation invented by the Yue Jiajun in her time, both of which were characterized by quickly and effectively killing and injuring the opponent while preserving themselves.

At the beginning of the battle in the dark alley, Yan Qing relied on this formation to harvest the enemies present like a wheat harvester, and now although there are not enough people to put up a complete formation, three or four people form a changing formation, which is enough to fight with the black-clothed people in the field for a while.

It is best if these people can kill them all, but if they can't kill them all, then delay a little time, she believes that Nangong Ling will definitely arrive.

After tonight's battle, the Changfeng army was already the only one to obey Ruan Yanluo's orders, and as soon as Ruan Yanluo's voice fell, they automatically divided fifty people and unceremoniously shot at the black-clothed man who was about to answer his companion with bows and arrows.

Two men in black were caught off guard and were shot directly to the vital point, and they fell down without snorting.

The tall man in the lead was already like a beast with a fierce light in his eyes, he had never seen such a tricky woman, and it was clear that they had the upper hand in the debate on the field now, but they couldn't take advantage of it at all.

Of course, he also wanted to kill all these people who were in the way in one go, but although the Changfeng Army's individual combat strength was not as good as theirs, it was only slightly inferior, and it was impossible to solve it in a short time, and with these times, those people under his cliff had already been killed, and the people on the cliff could not come down.

No matter how reluctant he was, he could only shout: "Protect them!" ”

More than a dozen people immediately took the order, while the rest of the people fell into a scuffle.

Ruan Yanluo automatically retreated a distance, her force value is not good, and there is nothing to save her life on her body, so it is best to get acquainted. Being injured by a sword is a trivial matter, but if someone is caught as a hostage, that is the most frightening thing.

Jing Xiao has always been firmly guarding Ruan Yanluo's side, turning a blind eye to the battle in front of her, only kicking them back when someone gets too close to Ruan Yanluo, but never leaving Ruan Yanluo's body.

Under the response of the black-clothed man at the bottom of the cliff, the people on the cliff kept coming down and joining the battle, and although the Changfeng Army killed and injured many people with the battle array, because of the congenital weakness of the combat power, many people had already fallen.

Under the elimination of the other's strengths, the shape gradually became unfavorable to Ruan Yanluo's side, and the leading man showed a hideous look on his face, and he slashed over a Changfeng army with a knife, revealing his white teeth and said: "Woman, I am He Di, the fourteenth prince of Rong Kingdom, you had better remember my name, I admire you very much, but you really provoked me!" ”

He has grown so big in his life, and he has never suffered such a big loss, and it is twice.

Even if it is the crown prince, at most he can force him to lead troops to complete some impossible tasks, and then find other excuses to send him down. But this woman, twice, directly attacked his people, and killed so many of his elites.

Rong is fierce and cruel, and never treats women as people.

At the beginning, he said that he wanted Ruan Yanluo, but it was just a way to use Ruan Yanluo as a plaything in bed, in his opinion, the more tough and arrogant a woman is, the more she has a sense of accomplishment when she lies under herself.

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