The scene of Bao'er being surrounded by Zuo Qiyang fell in Tang Yinzhong's eyes, he pulled the reins in his hand, turned the horse's head and was about to rush in the direction of Bao'er, but was stopped by Xing Fu, who had been quietly following aside.

"I'll go." Xing Fu said, frowned slightly and looked in Zuo Qiyang's direction, then turned back to Tang Yinzhong and said, "You took Ah Zi girl, in the past, I was only afraid that it would be a sheep into the tiger's mouth, so it is better to stay here and protect the safety of Ah Zi girl." ”

If something happens to Miss Ah Zi, I'm afraid that Lord Tang will not easily spare you and me.

Xing Fu finally thought in his heart, seeing that Tang Yinzhong had finally figured out the current priorities, he breathed a sigh of relief, and rode his horse in the direction of Bao'er.

At the same time, Tang Yinbrown at the city gate was also rushing towards Bao'er at full speed.

Bao'er, who recognized the current situation, finally retracted her arrogant look, and took two steps back with some cringe, while Zhihong Zhiwei rushed forward without hesitation, blocking between Zuo Qiyang and Bao'er.

Zuo Qiyang smiled, pulled out his sword, kicked his legs hard, jumped up, and then rolled lightly in the air, landing between the two horses standing side by side with Zhihong Zhiwei.

When the two of them reacted and raised their sword bodies to block them, Zuo Qiyang had already split his legs and kicked hard at the shoulders of the two of them.

The two of them were defenseless and fell to the sides.

Zhihong, who was slightly more experienced, rolled back and barely stood on the ground. Zhiwei slammed on the ground, looking quite embarrassed.

At the same time, Zuo Qiyang's feet were a little on the saddle, and he easily rose into the air again, and this time, he landed directly and steadily on the saddle behind Bao'er.

Bao'er drew the short sword at her waist and was about to stab it backwards from her side, but her wrist was tightly gripped. Bao'er also wanted to break through the restraints on Zuo Qiyang's hands, but her waist and arms were forced, and she struggled backwards again, but the cold touch came from the neck on the other side.

"Don't struggle, everyone saves some effort." Zuo Qiyang said, her tone sounded gentle, but the sword blade in her hand on the other side was aggressively placed on Bao'er's shoulder, so that she no longer dared to resist in the slightest, and could only stare angrily.

Zuo Qiyang breathed a long sigh of relief, took the short sword from Bao'er's hand, and made a posture of preparing to reunite with his friends after a long absence.

However, before the words could be spoken, he was kicked in the face, and his body was kicked off Bao'er's horse.

Xing Fu's timely arrival made Bao'er overjoyed, and also made Zuo Qiyang's subordinates, who had been watching from afar, draw their swords and prepare to join the battle.

Zhihong Zhiwei, who was standing between the three of the soldiers and Bao'er Zuo Qiyang, quickly greeted him and put the soldiers who were about to move aside.

Xing Fu's kung fu is no match for Zuo Qiyang.

Zhihong Zhiwei and the two of them, it is difficult to stop the team of dozens of people.

The situation on Bao'er's side is still full of crises.

Tang Yinzhong looked anxious, simply jumped off the horse, turned to Ah Zi and said, "You ride back the same way first, the sooner the better, try to stay away from here, I'll rush over to help Bao'er and them." ”

Ah Zi shook his head desperately on horseback, and just wanted to speak, but was frightened back by a human wall that suddenly blocked in front of him.

"Little Tang, the little one has been waiting here for a long time." Ruipeng said, his eyes full of provocation.

Tang Yinzhong turned to look at Ruipeng, and the bow and arrow in his hand creaked.

One Ruipeng, less than twenty subordinates, is not to worry, but if you want to rush to save Bao'er in time, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Tang Yinzhong summed up in his heart, and quickly raised his hand and pulled out a black feather arrow behind his back.

Ah Zi, who was riding on a horse, couldn't help but look at Tang Yinbrown, who was only a few hundred steps away from him and Bao'er.

Tang Yinhao, who was originally bent on rushing to save Bao'er at full speed, paused at this time and looked in the direction of Ah Zi and Tang Yinzhong.

Bao'er, Xing Fu, Zhihong Zhiwei - four people against Zuo Qiyang and about thirty elite cavalry.

Ah Zi and Tang Yinzhong - the two of them dealt with Ruipeng and about fifteen cavalrymen.

If you take one side, you will miss the opportunity to save the other side in the first place, and it will become much more difficult to get the hostages back from the knife.

Decisions are made in a single thought.

Tang Yinhong pulled out the short knife in his sleeve and threw it in the direction of Ah Zi, and the blade passed through the head of a big man who was taking advantage of the chaos to pull Ah Zi off the horse, and the big man fell stiffly without even having time to shout.

Faced with the bloody scene in front of her, Ah Zi didn't even look at it, and all that was left in her eyes at this time was the back of Tang Yinbrown who turned around and rushed in the direction of Bao'er - that figure chose Bao'er so resolutely instead of herself, without even a trace of hesitation.

Hearing the movement behind him, Tang Yinzhong realized that someone had slipped away from under his nose and was about to sneak attack Ah Zi, he quickly took two steps back and stood next to Ah Zi, knowing that there was no way to retreat now, and he must try his best to protect Ah Zi's safety.

Ah Zi also tried to calm his mind, took out the dagger left by the master, and held it tightly in his hand, keeping it for the last life-saving purpose.

The two soldiers took the lead in rushing up, Tang Yinzhong fired two arrows in succession, the feather arrows left his hands, and the two people on the opposite side fell to the ground in response.

"Let's get on it!" Ruipeng waved his hand behind him and shouted.

Four or five soldiers pounced at the same time, and under Tang Yinzhong's bow and arrow attack, three of them fell to the ground, but one of them held Tang Yinzhong's longbow with his body, making it difficult for him to make further movements.

Immediately after that, the two of them quickly pounced, raising their swords and about to stab at Tang Yinzhong.

In a hurry, Tang Yinzhong let go of the bow and arrow in his hand, and quickly squatted down, breaking away from the shackles of the person in front of him, and also avoiding the sword peaks of the two soldiers who followed closely.

Tang Yinzhong, who had lost his bow and arrow, quickly drew the saber at his waist and stood in front of Ah Zi's horse - the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, and I didn't think that someone could pass under the master's sword!

The last few remaining people came up together, and at the same time, the raised sword pointed to one place, and under the reflection of the moonlight, like a silver folding fan flashing cold light, pressed towards Tang Yinzhong.

Tang Yinzhong raised his sword with both hands above his head, resisting the strong pressure exerted by several people at the same time.

The disparity in numbers made Tang Yinzhong's face flush with pressure, his green muscles burst out, and his whole body trembled, seeing that the sword blade above his head was getting lower and lower, and he was about to stab into his body, he suddenly withdrew his hand, turned around and rushed out from the side, and the blades of several people on the opposite side pierced deeply into the land where Tang Yinzhong was originally standing at the same time.

Before a few people could draw the swords in their hands again, Tang Yinzhong had already turned over and jumped, with a wave of his arm, the blade of the sword slashed through the throat of the enemy who was forming a circle on the opposite side with a precise arc.

In an instant, Tang Yinzhong knelt on one knee and fell to the ground, as if the sword that was integrated with his arm was raised high, and crimson blood dripped down the blade of the sword into the ground.

The soldiers behind him were dumbfounded, their eyes full of unwillingness, but they could only let the blood rushing out of their throats take away the last trace of their lives.