When he was stunned, he only heard a sharp sound of horses' hooves, he hurriedly turned around, only to see a Tartar cavalry galloping towards him with a spear, his body moved, and the tip of the spear had pierced in front of him, Yang Muyun was startled, his head was tilted, and the spear slid past his forehead, followed by the people and horses galloping by like the wind, rolling up a piece of clothing on his body.

Yang Muyun took a step back, and there was another throbbing pain in his shoulder. When the Tartar soldier saw that he had missed the blow, he turned his horse's head, his eyes widened, and he let out a few strange cries of "Ya Ya" in his mouth, and turned the tip of his spear and rushed back at a faster speed.

Yang Muyun was so painful that a cold sweat broke out behind him, and the flexibility of his body was greatly reduced after the injury, and it was already difficult to parry the previous fight with Cui Rou, but he didn't expect that it would be quite difficult to face the impact of an ordinary Tartar cavalry.

Seeing that the Tartar cavalry rushed again with the momentum of thunder, he did not think twice, and quickly met it with a knife in his right hand, and when the fast horse was still three feet away from him, he fell on his back and knelt on the ground, in fact, the rain had just stopped, and the ground was slippery, he took advantage of the forward momentum to touch the ground with his knees and slid forward, and the oncoming Tartar cavalry passed by, and the horse's hooves smashed to the ground, which shook people's eardrums.

The spear of the Tartar cavalry, which had been aimed at his throat, saw him rushing towards him, and leaned forward, and the spear was aimed at his chest. But Yang Muyun leaned on his back and slid forward, and the tartar reacted quickly when he was caught off guard, and subconsciously pressed the spear, but it still stabbed in the air, and the bun that stuck to him slid over, and Yang Muyun's knife was firmly dragged on the horse's leg.

Not to cut, but to drag, he was injured and did not dare to use the force to split forward, only the sharp blade against the horse's leg, the horsepower rushed forward, the knife slid backwards, only a drag, a horse's leg was cut off.

"Poof" The horse fell, and in a miserable neigh, the knight on the horse fell to the ground, the spear flew out of his hand, and he flipped seven or eight times in a row before stopping.

Yang Muyun just breathed a sigh of relief, only to see the tartar jump up, pull out the saber on his waist and roar and rush towards him, he rolled on the spot, his wrist flipped, and the blade swept from the bottom to the top...... When the blade of the Tartar slashed an inch above Yang Muyun's head, an arc of light had already swept through his throat.

The tartar snorted a few times, his pupils dilated, and his body tilted, and he fell.

Yang Muyun panted, looked at the Tartar corpse beside him, turned his eyes into the distance, and only heard a "boom" sound, which seemed to be thunder and an earthquake. Yang Muyun slowly stood up and looked at the place where the sound came from, and in the northwest direction outside the village, a ball of flames rose into the sky, stretching and shrinking in the dark night sky.

"Someone must have detonated the gunpowder smuggled on the Tartar cart," this was the first thought that sprung up in Yang Muyun's heart, "The plan arranged by the Xuanniao Guard can be described as meticulous and interlocking, first borrowing the hand of Timur to transfer a part of the troops, and then hitting after the strength of the camel team guarding the cart is weak. As long as the gunpowder is detonated, most of the other ordnance and guards will be reimbursed. In the dark of night, the situation is unknown, and the two soldiers and horses cannot support each other, which is more convenient to break one by one. ”

Yang Muyun's eyes turned to the village again, and he saw the figure longing, and the cavalry of the Tartars was rampaging through the village, coming and going like the wind. As soon as his heart moved, he stepped forward and took off a leather armor of the tartar on the ground and put it on himself, and took off his helmet and just put it on, when he heard a whining voice. He raised his head, and three Tartar cavalrymen appeared not far away, and a Tartar on a horse in the middle was saying something to himself, looking at him as a small leader.

"He must have taken me for a soldier on their side." Yang Muyun was sure in his heart, but because he didn't know Mongolian, he didn't know how to answer, so he had to hang his head.

Seeing that Yang Muyun didn't answer, the little leader's voice raised an octave, and he came towards Yang Muyun with a hint of anger.

"Bang" The little leader raised his horsewhip and whipped it at Yang Muyun, the most taboo in the Tartar army, the little leader thought that Yang Muyun's pretended soldier did not answer, that is, he despised himself, so he wanted to come up and whip him a few whips to teach him a lesson.

Yang Muyun was on the side of his body, and his wrist was as sharp as a spirit snake and grabbed the whip.

At this time, the little leader saw Yang Muyun's face clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim, he participated in the siege of Yang Muyun during the day, and remembered his appearance. Yang Muyun rushed left and right like a god of war at that time, leaving a deep imprint on his mind, and when he saw him at this time, he almost fell off his horse in shock.

Yang Muyun seized this opportunity and rushed forward, slashing at his neck with a palm, and the little leader fell off the horse with a muffled snort and passed out.

Yang Muyun flew on his horse, reached out and pulled the spear behind the little leader, aimed at a Tartar soldier and threw it fiercely. The spear pierced the Tartar's chest like a meteor, and he howled and fell from his horse.

"Huh" A sound of breaking the sky hit, Yang Muyun's head was deflected, and a feather arrow flew over his ear wheel. It turned out that another Tartar soldier saw that the situation was not good, and took off the hard bow behind his back and shot an arrow at himself.

Seeing that Yang Muyun missed, the tartar hit the horse and ran. Seeing this, Yang Muyun hurriedly slapped his horse and chased after him, and just turned a street corner, he saw a figure flying down from the roof on one side, waving a sharp blade in his hand and slashing at the tartar.

The man's body landed firmly on the horse that Tartar had just ridden, flicked the horse's head, and rushed towards Yang Muyun.

"He must have taken me for a tartar." Yang Muyun knew that this person must be Xuanniaowei, and he didn't want to fight him, so he turned his horse's head and "fled".

After running for a while, seeing that there was no sound of horses' hooves behind him, he pulled the reins of his horse and slowed down his horse's pace.

"The gunpowder has been detonated, and even the other ordnance has been destroyed, the Tartars are gone, and they will not fight again," Yang Muyun secretly thought in his heart, "By dawn, everything should be quiet, I might as well go back to Shisu now and wait quietly until dawn, then I can go back to Beijing, and now I am running around, maybe a dark arrow will shoot there, and one or two masters will jump out, and I will accidentally injure myself, then the gain will outweigh the loss." ”

Thinking of this, he looked around, the firelight was everywhere, the path was deep, and there were thatched adobe houses that looked similar in appearance to the front and back, and he didn't even know where he was now.

The wound on his shoulder came with a burst of pain, and Yang Muyun couldn't find a way back for a while, so he rode around aimlessly on his horse. Along the way, from time to time, a few Xuanniao Guard masters who were ambushed in the shadows would come out, but fortunately, he cleverly avoided them and did not fight them. When he was about to take off this outfit that was easy to cause misunderstanding, who knew that another team of Tartar cavalry came to him, and he spoke a lot of apocryphal Mongolian, and the other party was inexplicable, and was about to further interrogate him, and the people of the Xuanniao Guard appeared......

After they were in a battle, Yang Muyun quietly withdrew and continued to find the path back.

After going around, he still couldn't find where the patriarch's compound was, and Yang Muyun's heart couldn't help but become anxious, "Alas! Zisu is right, I shouldn't have run out, it's good now, I can't help, and I can't go back. He secretly blamed himself in his heart.

As he was wandering aimlessly, he suddenly heard a sound of fighting in front of him, and he didn't care at first, but now that there was a fight everywhere, he was not surprised.

But a familiar sound caught his attention, it was a woman's voice, and it was so familiar, could it be...... Yang Muyun turned over and dismounted, pulled the reins of the horse and quietly walked forward.

He leaned against a wall to the corner, and cautiously poked out half of his head to look out.

I saw a small clearing outside the wall, and two people were fighting around one. The three of them are erratic and agile, and their moves are fast and ruthless, and at a glance, they can see that the three of them are masters.

Yang Muyun squinted his eyes through the firelight to identify carefully, and took a sharp breath, "Why are they?" "One side is a man and a woman, and the man makes a pair of round gears, which is Qi Feng. The woman was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she made a white silk, with a golden ball tied to one end of the white silk, which flickered in the air like a spiritual snake, and smashed it specifically at the opponent's vital point, "It's Cuirou," Yang Muyun's heart jumped, remembering that she almost injured herself with a dagger before, so she was a little curious, "Who is the opponent?" actually let the two of them work together to deal with it. When he looked at the past again, his body couldn't help but shock, "It's her, I only thought she was clever before, but I didn't expect her martial arts to be so strong, and in the face of the two masters of Xuanniaowei, she could actually fight for a while." "Where the fire shines, the person is surprisingly handsome, wearing a scholarly robe with autumn fragrance, holding two long swords, his body jumps, his posture is graceful, and he is like a fairy, it is Yuan Qi'er who has accompanied him all the way.

Qi Feng flicked his arms, and a pair of gears in his hand drew two cold arcs and flew towards Yuan Qi'er's upper and lower plates. At this time, the white silk in Cuirou's hand also flew out like a long snake, and the golden ball carried a strong wind to Yuan Qi'er's heart. She before

After it has been sealed, it is difficult to dodge and parry.

Who knew that Yuan Qi'er turned around lightly and skillfully, her big sleeves floated, and the long sword in her hand drew two apertures...... "dingding" and "ding" three crisp sounds, and the round gear and the golden ball were actually picked away.

"Good kung fu!" Cui Rou couldn't help but praise, Jin Qiu held one hand, and said loudly: "Yuan Qi'er, the ordnance and gunpowder you smuggled my Ming Dynasty have all been burned, and most of the soldiers and horses you brought have been damaged." Do you still have to resist? ”

Yuan Qi'er smiled slightly, "If it is burned, it will be burned, the thing is your Daming's, and it is not mine, it's a big deal that I will transport another batch, anyway, your Daming will make it, and sooner or later it will fall into my hands, and the loss of this little person is nothing, some of our grasslands are horse warriors, I beckon, and there will be thousands of people gathered under my command." The voice paused slightly, "It's you, if you don't retreat, I'm going to use a killing move." ”

"A female streamer actually has such a general's demeanor," Yang Muyun sighed secretly in her heart, "If it were me, I would not be able to cry in this situation." ”

"Even if you have something to do, are you afraid that you can't do it?" Qi Feng snorted coldly, jumped up in the air, flicked his cuffs, and countless cold stars flew towards Yuan Qi'er's whole body like flying flowers all over the sky. Then the gear flew out from behind him, and circled two arcs towards Yuan Qi'er.

Cuirou's sleeves were full of energy, and several white silk ribbons rolled towards Yuan Qi'er like flying dragons.

"That's kind of interesting," Yuan Qi'er nodded, "I thought you guys were just like that?" ”

As she spoke, all the sharp weapons hit her like a wind......

"Not good!" Yang Muyun screamed secretly, only to see the "poof" and "poof" autumn fragrant robes fluttering to the ground.

Qi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure suddenly slid out to the side a few feet, but he was still a step too late, and with a "whoosh", Yuan Qi'er appeared on his side in a strong suit at some point, and the long sword stabbed him in the left arm.

After the sound of the blades intersecting, Cui Rou took a few steps back.

"Not bad!" Yuan Qi'er squinted at Cuirou, "You can actually see that my golden cicada is out of the shell, but you are still a step slower, and if you practice for a few more years, you may really be able to hurt me." ”

"Ding Ding Ding" Yuan Qi'er's voice fell, and the figure burst out like a ghost again, and after a burst of gold and iron sounds, the two figures withdrew from each other.

"Senior sister," Cui Rou shouted.

Yang Muyun looked fixedly, and saw Lin Mei'er standing opposite Yuan Qi'er with a frosty face, "Cuirou, you and Qi Feng both step aside, you are not her opponent." ”

"You really appeared," Yuan Qi'er looked at her and smiled, "I'm calling you Mu Yunqing now?" Or is it something else? It's time for you to tell me your real name, right? ”

"You think you can get your brother out of here?" Lin Meier sneered, "He doesn't have such good skills as you, and it's not difficult to catch him." Your righteous behavior has ruined even your own life. ”

"Maybe," Yuan Qi'er sighed leisurely, and then smiled at Lin Mei'er, "I will return what you said, because you can't help me alone." ”

Lin Mei'er stared at her coldly, her body moved slightly, and she came to her side like a ghost, and with a flip of her wrist, a pair of six-edged steel Emei thorns stabbed at the side of her neck and flank.

"Ding" Yuan Qi'er blocked her killing move with a sword that was not inferior to her, but said with a smile in her mouth: "I made such a ruthless move as soon as we met, it seems that I must have offended you somewhere." The words in his mouth were talking, but his hands were non-stop, and the words of "jingle bell" did not fall, and the two of them had already made nine moves in a row.

"You actually have such skills," Lin Mei'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "The kung fu you used when you met me for the first time turned out to be fake. ”

"If not, how can it lead you to the bait?" Yuan Qi'er grinned, "You think that you can hide it from my eyes with that pretending to be a couple surnamed Yang, to tell you the truth, I have already seen through the double reed between the two of you." ”

Yang Muyun, who was not far away, was shocked when he heard it.