"Huh-" A sharp arrow grazed the corner of Yang Muyun's eyebrows, taking him aback.

Not far away, an ironclad knight was aiming his bow and arrows at him, and when he saw that his sword missed, he raised the iron spear in his hand and urged his horse to stab at him. In an instant, the sharp spear tip had poked in front of him, and Yang Muyun couldn't avoid it, so he raised the iron spear in his hand and went away.

"Keng-" Yang Muyun's arms shook, and the iron spear in his hand was almost knocked off. With a pang in his heart, he looked intently, only to see that the ironclad knight quickly turned around the war horse, the iron spear in his hand was running like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he poked it into his own throat, and the speed of the shot and the subtlety of the move made Yang Muyun take aback.

He couldn't parry, his head was tilted, and with a "snort-" sound, the ribbon that bound his hair was suddenly picked open by the tip of the opponent's iron spear, and the hair on his head was scattered.

The ironclad knights gathered around thundered with joy and let out a burst of colorful sound in unison.

"It seems that this person must be a powerful figure in the Iron Turf Army." Yang Muyun condensed, and without waiting for the other party to attack again, he slapped the horse's buttocks and stabbed at the opponent with a spear.

The other party was not afraid, and charged at him with a spear and a horse. Seeing that the two were about to collide together, Yang Muyun pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse turned to the side and rushed aside.

The two ironclad knights who were watching the battle were caught off guard, and were hit in the chest by Yang Muyun, who rushed to the front, with a spear, and fell under the horse with two thuds.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Muyun beat his horse and rushed out of the encirclement of a group of ironclad knights.

The ironclad knights who had fought against Yang Muyun before roared sharply and led all the ironclad knights to chase after him.

....

There were more and more officers and soldiers in Annam, and the assassins gathered around the young man, trying to protect him and kill him, but after a fierce battle, there were fewer and fewer people around the young man, and the hope of rushing out became more and more slim. Hearing a tiger's roar, a big man rushed out of nowhere, waving a thick wooden pillar in his hand, and swept it over, and more than a dozen Annan officers and soldiers fell to the ground.

A gap suddenly opened in the formation of the besieging youth, and the youth jumped up and tried to break out of the gap. Suddenly, the figure flashed, and a cold light stabbed at him, the young man was shocked, his body rushed forward, and the strange blade in his hand waved from the bottom up....

With a "bang-" sound, the young man was forced to retreat several steps, and when he stared, the person he was fighting with was holding a long sword in his hand, with a mask on his face, and his figure was slim, like a woman.

The young man gritted his teeth, and pounced on the masked man with a strange blade in his hand, and the strange blade drew a dazzling arc of light, which had slashed in front of the masked man's forehead.

"Brush—" The blade swung down with a strong wind, but the masked man seemed to be cut into nothingness.

The young man's pupils shrank, and he turned around abruptly, and the strange blade swung behind him.

"When—" He felt a shock to his wrist, followed by a flash of coldness, and the tip of his sword stabbed into his eyebrows, and he jumped backwards in horror. But the other party obviously didn't want to give himself a chance to breathe, and greeted him with a sword like a sword, making it difficult for him to parry.

Just when the young man felt that he was about to lose his breath, he heard a horse neighing, and the officers and soldiers of Annan who were in a circle next to him dodged a passage with a "blaze", and a fast horse galloped over, he was distracted, and the long sword of the masked man had pierced his chest.

The young man sighed and closed his eyes, apparently feeling that he was in the midst of a catastrophe.

With a crisp sound of "ding-", the young man suddenly felt that his body was light, and he was lifted up, and he opened his eyes in surprise, and a young man with a spear in his hand blocked the sword of the masked man, and stretched out his hand to pull himself on the horse's back.

This young man looked familiar, and he remembered the scene in front of the gate of Huazhou City in the morning.

"It's you!"

But the young man didn't care to talk to him, and with a wave of his spear, he swept aside a few Annan officers and soldiers who were blocking in front, and galloped towards a place where there were few people.

Seeing that he was about to turn into an alley, suddenly the horse neighed under his crotch and lifted the two off. It turned out that there was a tripwire in ambush at the entrance of the alley. As soon as the two fell to the ground, the officers and soldiers of Annan on both sides were killed.

The boy leaped to his feet and swung his spear to meet him. The young man also wanted to step forward to fight, but he felt his elbows tighten, and turned his head to look, but it was several masked people who grabbed him.

"Master," said one of the masked men, "go quickly, if you don't go, you won't be able to go." ”

"But he ......," the young man looked at the young man.

"Master, you have the responsibility of recovering the country, and the Zheng thief is dead, you can't entangle it any longer......" The masked man's voice became deeper, "Otherwise, our country will really be finished." He turned to a masked man beside him and said, "Balloye, you quickly escort the master away, and I will lead someone to block those Yue dogs first." As he spoke, he drew his sword and led people to rush forward.

"Amoro......" The young man couldn't call out, so he gritted his teeth and fled into the alley with Balloye.

....

The spear in Yang Muyun's hand danced like a hot wheel, and wherever he passed, Annan officers and soldiers fell to the ground one after another. He didn't want to hurt people's lives, so he didn't shoot hard, but the officers and soldiers of Annan didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and got up from the ground and rushed towards Yang Muyun more fiercely.

Seeing that the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper, Yang Muyun also had a headache, he didn't want him to die under the mask man's sword when he saved the young man before, but this confirmed him and the assassins. Now that the young man was nowhere to be found, the other Assassins had either killed or captured him, and he had become the target of public criticism, and all the officers and soldiers of Annam moved to his side.

"That Zheng Ke is already dead," Yang Muyun said secretly: "If the main owner of the assassin fails to get it, I will probably have to pad this back, if I am taken and killed because of this, I will not be unjustly killed." Thinking of this, his eyes kept sweeping around, and he was anxious to think of a way out.

"Fen Zhu-" Several spears stabbed at him, Yang Muyun touched the ground on his toes, jumped up, the tip of the spear pierced the sole of his shoe, his feet kicked on the shaft of the spear, and his body jumped high with the help of strength, and fell on the roof of a house. Don't hesitate at the moment, start your light body and run along the roof to the alley.

Officers and soldiers of Annam ran and shouted below, and some people kept throwing arrows at them.

The sharp arrow "swished-" flew past him, and Yang Muyun's feet were a little faster, jumping from the roof of one house to another, leaving the pursuers below far away.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the pursuers, he didn't let go of his breath, and suddenly a figure flew in front of him, and with a flash of sword light, he slashed at his waist.

Yang Muyun was startled, jumped back, and stopped his forward rushing figure.

It was none other than the masked man who had just fought with the young man.

"I'm not an assassin," Yang Muyun shouted to her, "I have nothing to do with them." Before he could finish speaking, the masked man flew forward and stabbed him seven or eight times.

"You injured so many of us and rescued them," the masked man snorted, "and said it had nothing to do with them, joke, you coaxed ghosts!" The voice is crisp and delicate, and there is no doubt that it is a woman.

"You...... Can speak Chinese? Yang Muyun was overjoyed in his heart, he was really afraid that no one would be able to understand what he said.

The masked man stopped talking, and his moves became more swift and sharp.

Yang Muyun did not bring a weapon with him, and the iron spear in his hand was snatched from the hand of an ironclad knight, which was a long weapon for cavalry combat, and it was not convenient to fight on foot, especially in hand-to-hand combat, which was dwarfed. In addition, he didn't want to really fight with the other party, so he only used six or seven points at most in ten points, so after a few faces, Yang Muyun could only parry again and again.

"Whoosh-" A sharp arrow shot from his back, and as soon as Yang Muyun flashed, the masked man's sword arrived, stabbing him straight in the throat. Yang Muyun blocked again, but it was too late, his body leaned back, volleyed backwards, and jumped from the roof to the ground.

"Hu-" A spear had been poked under his flank, Yang Muyun raised his eyes and saw that it was the ironclad knight who had fought with him before, his arm tightened, clamped the spear, and secretly pulled it with his strength, wanting to tear him off the horse. But the other party's body shook, and he didn't fall off the horse.

"This man's strength is not small." Yang Muyun was secretly surprised, the two were frozen there for a while, and the ironclad knight grabbed the spear with both hands and pulled it back. Yang Muyun's arm loosened and said with a smile: "Give you back!" ”

The ironclad knight pulled back with a little more force, and was let by the other party, but almost fell off the horse.

Yang Muyun turned around and ran. The ironclad knight was ashamed and annoyed, and slapped his horse in hot pursuit. Yang Muyun fell into a narrow alley, which could only pass one person and one horse, and there were many people who couldn't spread it, and the alley was crooked, and it was not fast to run on horseback. The Ironclad Knight couldn't catch up for a while.

This formed Yang Muyun running in front, the masked man chasing above, the ironclad knight chasing below, and more ironclad knights lined up to follow him.

I don't know how many turns he turned, the masked man looked at the right direction, jumped down, and stopped in front of Yang Muyun.

"Ahh Yang Muyun struck a spirit, there was a masked man in front of him, and an ironclad knight in the back, which was unavoidable and unavoidable. When he saw a door next to him, he slammed into it.

"Crunch-" sound, there didn't seem to be a latch inside, Yang Muyun opened it as soon as he hit it, he rushed inside, ran from the front yard to the backyard, and saw that there was a door in the backyard, so he pushed the door open and ran out.

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"I can't entangle with them, otherwise I won't be able to escape," Yang Muyun turned around anxiously in his heart, and saw a person behind this group of Annan officers and soldiers riding on a high-headed horse, wearing a covered iron helmet, very majestic, and his heart moved, "That's right, it's still that trick, capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as you hold him first, these Annan soldiers don't dare to force too hard." ”

With his mind in hand, he raised his spear with both hands, shouted and rushed towards the group of Annan officers and soldiers, who also rushed towards him with shouts.

Seeing that they were about to collide together, Yang Muyun threw the spearhead towards the ground, propped up the spear shaft and jumped high.

In front of me was an open space, and the open space was full of people standing in the dark.

Yang Muyun couldn't help but gasp, this group of Annan officers and soldiers seemed to have calculated that they would come here, and they waited here early.