His knife was still stuck in his waist, and he only carried a horsewhip in his hand, and looked at Yang Muyun calmly.

"Tartar ......" Mo Buyu exclaimed, unconsciously reaching out for the bow and arrow hanging diagonally on his back. Yang Muyun held his hand and looked at Chu Xiaoqi and his party, "If you don't say anything, he can't shoot well, which of you can shoot that tartar down?" ”

Chu Xiaoqi squinted his eyes at the position of the Mongolian knight, shook his head and said, "It's too far away, and the bows and arrows of his subordinates can't shoot him." The other horsemen shook their heads.

"His subordinates arrested him." Mo Bu shook the reins of his horse and rode towards the position of the Mongolian knight.

"Silent ......" Yang Muyun wanted to stop him, but Mo Buyu had already slapped his horse and ran dozens of steps away, sighed, afraid that he would lose, and also rode his horse to chase after him.

Watching the figures of the two gallop forward one after the other, the corners of Chu Xiaoqi's mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, "Brothers, hurry, go and protect Lord Zongqi." He shouted.

"Lord Protector—" shouted a dozen horsemen in unison, and a dozen fast horses flew on all fours, snow splashing under their feet, and swept forward like the wind.

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Shen Rong wore a wide-brimmed spear tasseled helmet on his head, wearing a gold-lacquered mountain armor, and a big red cloak behind him was flying. He rode his horse to the top of a slope, staring ahead like a falcon. Down the slope, the Ming cavalry torrent generally galloped under the slope.

Zhu Yice, who was wearing silver fish scale armor, immediately came uphill behind Shen Rong, raised the reins and bowed, "Your Excellency, ......"

"Is there any news of the Tatars?" Shen Rong asked without looking back.

"No," Zhu Yi said, "there is no trace of the Tatar rangers within a hundred miles. ”

"That's strange," Shen Rong muttered, "It's been three days, and the news of our slaughter of that Tatar tribe won't be covered up for a long time, why haven't they reacted at all?" ”

"Maybe our retreat to the south is faster, and they don't have time to react, right?" Zhu Yi said: "If you go south like this, it will only take two and a half days to reach the Great Wall Pass." ”

"Hmm," Shen Rong tapped his chin, "How did you arrange that matter?" ”

"Don't worry," Zhu Yi said without thinking, "He can't survive tonight!" ”

"That's good," Shen Rong breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at him and said, "For the sake of your and my future, this person has to die, slaughtering tribal herdsmen, risking military merit, and being ginseng is not a trivial matter." There is no blood on his knife, and he will have no scruples when he speaks, you and I have to guard against it! ”

"My subordinates understand," Zhu Yi gritted his teeth and whispered: "The people I sent are all my own cronies, and after the matter is completed, no one will leak this matter, don't worry, don't worry." ”

"Hmm," Shen Rong looked at him gritting his teeth, and a different color flashed in his eyes, "You seem to want him to die more than I do, could it be that you had any grudges with him before?" ”

"My lord," Zhu Yi hesitated slightly, "He humiliated me several times, and he ...... The relationship with my newlywed wife is still unclear, and my subordinates have long wanted to break him into pieces, but now that the adults have given this opportunity, how can my subordinates let him go easily. ”

"The eldest husband is happy to take revenge, as it should be," Shen Rong smiled faintly and said, "If he dies, your wife will treat you wholeheartedly, and there will be no more trouble." As soon as he heard this, a trace of blazing flame appeared in Zhu Yi's pupils.

"It's a great blessing that the Tatars didn't catch up," Shen Rong's eyes looked into the distance again, and said thoughtfully: "As long as we kill him, we can return to the pass safely, and this military feat will be firmly in your hands." ”

"Ma Liang hasn't slaughtered the people of the Tatar tribe either, so will he ......" Zhu Yi hesitated and asked.

"Him?" Shen Rong sneered, "He is just a Tartar officer in my Ming army, and he has a way to live only if he is attached to my Ming army." Don't forget that those civil officials in the capital have long been quite complaining about their Tartar officials, offending us, and no longer tolerating civil officials, these Tartar officials with special identities will no longer want to mix in the realm of my Ming Dynasty. However, Yang Muyun's kid is different from Ma Liang, he is not a descendant of the avant-garde of the government army, and he has received it before

The emperor's favor, and he has also worked in the military department, it is very possible to step on you and me to re-ascend the throne through this matter, and we must not let him go. Now that the Tatars have not been able to catch up, this is an opportunity, you must not miss this opportunity......" Glancing at him again, "You can absolutely trust this person, his martial arts are unique in the world, and there are few opponents, if you use him in this matter, you will be absolutely foolproof." ”

"Yes, sir." Zhu Yi lowered his head and said secretly: "It seems that adults are still not at ease with me." ”

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"Boom-" A feathered arrow flew out like a meteor, and it lost its strength two or three paces behind the Mongolian knight, and plunged diagonally into the snow.

"Alas—" Mo Bu sighed regretfully, and retracted his bow and slapped the horse on the rump, making the horse run faster in order to get closer to the other. He used the Kaiyuan bow, which was the most commonly used in the cavalry of the Ming army, with a maximum pulling force of one stone. "If it's two stone bows, even if it's one and a half stones, the arrow I shoot can pierce the back of his heart." Mo Buyu sighed secretly in his heart. He seems to have been born to be a soldier, and it won't take long for the bows and arrows in the army to be proficient in his hands, but his accuracy is slightly worse, and he still needs to be honed over time. He believed that the arrow just now had a greater pull on the bowstring, and it would definitely hit the damn tartar in front of him.

The Mongol knight seemed to know the range of the Ming cavalry's bows and arrows, and coupled with the speed of his horse, he was always out of the range of the Ming army's bows and arrows. The silent horse galloped at the front of everyone, and it was always a little short of the maximum range of the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Silent ......" Yang Muyun shouted his name loudly behind him, and he didn't know if it was because the sound of horses' hooves was too loud or the wind was blowing too much, Mo Buyu never heard it.

A grove appeared ahead, and the Mongolian knight's horse slowed down. Mo Buyu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, pulled out an arrow and put it on the bowstring, aimed, and with a ...... "boom-" sound, the arrow flew towards the Mongolian knight like a meteor catching the moon.

"Ahh

Mo Bu was overjoyed, and immediately rushed forward. When he came to see it, there was no sign of the Mongol knight in front of the woods.

"Strange, I did shoot him," Mo Buyu looked around suspiciously, muttering to himself, "Could it be that he still went to heaven and earth?" Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Muyun and Chu Xiaoqi and his party also arrived.

"Silent," Yang Muyun grabbed the reins and asked, "What about that tartar?" ”

"Don't know?" Mo Buyu scratched his head, "I shot him at the time, and I saw him fall here, but he ran to him and disappeared, it's really an evil ......."

"If you can't find it, don't look for it," Yang Muyun said decisively: "We found a Tartar ranger here, we have to hurry up and get the information of this army up, we can't stay here for a long time, let's go back quickly." ”

"But......" Mo Buyu was very unwilling, "his subordinates still want to look around, he has fallen off the horse, and he should not be able to go far." ”

"Silent," Yang Muyun's face sank, "You don't listen to my words anymore, do you?" You just think about killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions, and you don't care about anything else? ”

"My lord......" Mo Buyu just opened his mouth, only to hear a slight bowstring sound, Yang Muyun's face changed, "Don't speak, be careful." "Throw yourself into Mo Buyu.

Mo Buyu was pounced on by Yang Muyun, and a sharp arrow flew over against his cheek, and then the two of them rolled off the horse together.

When the two of them got up from the snow, the sound of horses' hooves trampling the snow sounded, and they looked up: east, west, south, north...... There were dozens of knights riding horses, dressed like the Mongolian knight in Fangcai, wearing a snow cap, wearing a white fat Mongolian robe, with a right side, a slanted placket, a high neck, long sleeves, riding boots, a tight belt, a bow and arrow on his back, and a Mongolian-style scimitar stuck in the scabbard at his waist.

"My lord," Mo Buyu looked at Yang Muyun in horror, "We have been tricked, it turns out that the Tartar is the one who brought us here......"

"Calm down," Yang Muyun shouted in a low voice, "There may be a large group of their men and horses nearby, we have to rush out quickly." "Turn over and get on the horse

He whispered to Chu Xiaoqi: "The situation is not good, without further ado, we will immediately split up, I and Buyu will take five or six people to the east first, and you will take the rest of the people to the northeast, while more of them have not gathered, we will definitely have a chance to rush out." ”

"Yes, I will do as my lord commands." Chu Xiaoqi arched his hand and said.

"Silent," Yang Muyun pointed to an unusually burly figure among the Mongolian knights in the northeast and said, "That person should be a small leader, your archery skills are better than mine, and when we launch a charge, you shoot that person first, and we will have a lot of confidence in rushing out." ”

"Don't worry, my lord," Mo Buyu touched the bow and arrow on his body, and his eyes were fixed on the little leader in the northeast direction, "Even if your subordinates die, you must also protect your adult and rush out." ”

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"Four hundred steps, three hundred steps...... Mo Buyu silently counted in his heart, the group of Mongolian cavalry pulled out the scimitars at their waists and pressed towards them step by step, the blade of the scimitar glowed coldly in the sun, and his hand holding the bow arm seemed to be sweating, "Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps!" He counted at this point, suddenly took off his bow, and mounted the arrow as fast as he could, and with a "boom-" bowstring sounded, and a bolt of lightning flew towards the little leader.

"Ahh

"Kill!" Yang Muyun wasted no time in showing his knife and rushed over in the lead. Mo Buyu followed closely, and several Ming cavalrymen named by Yang Muyun also rode their horses to follow.

Seeing that he was about to rush to the Mongolian cavalry, Mo Buyu suddenly found an arrow flying from behind, and with a muffled sound of "tom-", it impartially penetrated through the armor and hit Yang Muyun's heart. Yang Muyun snorted and fell off the horse.

"My lord......" Mo Bu was taken aback, his eyes looked back, and he saw Chu Xiaoqi holding a bow, his eyes aimed at the direction of Yang Muyun's fall, this arrow was undoubtedly shot by him. You-" His eyes were about to split, but he didn't care about saying anything, and he stepped forward to save Yang Muyun. Suddenly, the wind behind him blew, and he didn't think about it, so he bent down, and a snowy blade could swing from the top of his helmet, cutting off a few red helmet cherry. Immediately after that, he flipped his wrist, and the Yanling knife on his waist was quickly swung out, and the blade slashed a bright arc in the air and brought up a blood mist.

"How could they collude with the Tartars to put the adults to death?" Mo Buyu was so shocked that a cold sweat broke out behind him, but his huge head couldn't think of a reason, seeing a Mongolian cavalryman rushing forward, waving the scimitar in his hand at Yang Muyun who fell to the ground, he couldn't save him anyway.

With a scream, Yang Muyun's body suddenly bounced up from the ground, and a knife slashed through the neck of the Mongolian cavalryman, and the man fell on the snow with a scream.

Yang Muyun flew on his horse and rushed towards the oncoming Mongolian cavalry with a sword.

"Your Excellency is fine." Mo Buyu was overjoyed in his heart, seeing Yang Muyun and several Mongolian cavalry fighting together, a cavalryman swung his knife and slashed behind him, and without hesitation, he bent his bow and arrows...... The arrow shot like a meteor down the Mongol cavalryman. At this time, two blades flashing with green light slashed at him one left and one right, these were the two Ming cavalry under Chu Xiaoqi's command. Mo Buyu twisted his waist, dodged the two knives, one left and one right, and swung his bow arm towards a Ming cavalryman, the bow tip slashed through his throat, and a bloody arrow gushed out from his throat, the Ming cavalry screamed miserably, and fell off his horse on his back. It turned out that the tip of the bow was loaded with iron and polished like the sharp tip of a spear, which could be used as both an arrow and a melee weapon for combat.

Another Ming cavalryman was taken aback, his sword in his hand froze, and he screamed and fell off his horse with a knife in the chest.

Yang Muyun carried his knife like the wind, and only a few shots of the Mongolian cavalry in front of him fell off his horse one by one.

"Silence—" he shouted at Mo Buyu, "don't entangle with them, come with me!" The thug rushed out through a torn hole. Mo Buyu followed him and rushed over.

"Chase-" Chu Xiaoqi waved his knife and roared, and the Ming cavalry under his command and the Mongolian cavalry surrounding him joined forces and chased after the two.

"My lord," Mo Buyu saw the feather arrow stuck in Yang Muyun's back, and took a breath and asked, "Are you okay?" ”