These guys, not very trained, but they can definitely be described as outlaws.

Once attacked, the first thing to do is not to dodge, but to draw the knife almost at the same time.

The instinctive reaction was different, and the two men who were searching in the camp rushed to the bank of the river after only one patrol.

Two on horseback, one turned over and dismounted, apparently not wanting to be a target on the horse.

But he was the second to die, and as soon as one foot left his horse's pedal, an arrow that flew at him pierced his neck in an instant, and he waved his lower arm and planted his horse.

Chen Er was a step slower, but his archery skills were obviously more accurate than Li Po.

The other knight bowed down at the first time, climbed on the horse's back, and kicked the horse's belly sharply, the war horse neighed, and rushed in the direction of Li Po.

Li Po did not panic, quickly mounted the arrow, and shot an arrow, this time taking the horse but not the person, an arrow was nailed to the horse's neck, and the blood was splashed and submerged.

The war horse neighed wildly, and the sudden pain made it want to react instinctively.

But the knight was clearly skilled in horsemanship, and he forcibly controlled it.

is still the same sentence, it is too close, and then the speed of the war horse is not allowed to Li Po to fire the third arrow again.

At this time, what is worth relying on is not what is on the side, but calm, flustered people will only die here.

Li Po did not hesitate to abandon the bow and draw the knife.

The horse was at the top of the slope, and there was a noticeable stagnation, but the knight caught the horse's belly, and the wounded horse jumped up at once.

This time, Li Po dared to guarantee that when he landed, the horse's two front legs would not be saved.

This is a commendable opponent, no matter the reaction, or the heart, if you haven't played a few rolls in life and death, you can't have it.

Of course, in this kind of life-and-death confrontation, Li Po will not have any distractions.

He was on the slope, and he dodged two steps rather awkwardly, just enough to get out of the way of the onslaught of the warhorse.

And a long knife slashed head-on.

Li Po's pupils contracted, and without thinking about it, he immediately fell to the ground, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand went up.

In a flash of the knife, Li Po's shoulder had a headache, and it was accompanied by a warm liquid spilled.

It wasn't his blood, it was only a moment's staggering, Li Po was stabbed in the shoulder, and the opponent, blood sprayed out of his shoulder like a fountain, and an arm flew in the air.

The screams of the people and the wails of the war horses sounded almost at the same time, and one man and one horse were entangled, rolling, and planted directly into the Cangshui River.

Rolling on the ground, Li Po jumped up, as if he didn't notice it at all, blood was oozing out of his shoulder, and he rushed towards Chen Er's side.

The situation on Chen Er's side is not optimistic at all.

A man had been cut to the ground, with an arrow stuck in his shoulder, but his neck was already hanging to the side, the wound on his neck was open like a mouth, and dark red blood was pouring out, staining the grass red.

Chen Er was also not happy, an old crack in his chest was bleeding out, but he was still fighting with another person, the long knife was striking, and in the sound of gold and iron, Chen Er had another wound on his waist.

He roared wildly, his red eyes were full of bestiality, a good samurai, at this time, should be like this, the more pain, the more crazy they became.

If this continues, the best result is actually to die together.

The person who fought against him was obviously not a soldier in the army, his knife was very short, Li Po had seen such a knife, this was the most common weapon used by Ma Yi swordsmen.

And this stout man is obviously the most unique local product of Jindi, the Kanto swordsman.

At this time, Chen Er roared hoarsely, raised his knife and slashed at his head, but his opponent took a step forward, and the horizontal knife swiped towards his neck.

The difference between a man in the army and a swordsman is revealed at this time.

Chen Ershan didn't flash either, and the long knife slashed hard, all of which was a decisive decision to die with the enemy.

And his opponent instantly had a trace of panic, the knife that should have been wiped on Chen Er's neck first, was delayed for a moment.

The judgment of life and death is made, and the ending is that both sides are injured, Chen Er dies, and the other party is seriously injured.

At such a critical moment, Li Po, who rushed over, kicked Chen Er's waist and kicked Chen Er out, with an extra knife mark on his neck, but he avoided the end of his neck being cut off.

At the same time as kicking Chen Er, Li Po had already erected a knife and stabbed the man between the waist and ribs.

The man screamed, still struggling.

Li Po's hands had already left the hilt of the knife, grabbed the hand holding the knife, bent down, slammed him in the air, and slapped him to the ground.

There was a loud pop, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking, and Li Po had already broken his arm.

Then he raised his foot and stepped on the other man's neck, and with a click, he broke his neck.

Li Po straightened up at this time, took a few breaths, looked around again, went up to help Chen Er up, and checked the wound.

Fortunately, the knife on the waist was a little deep, but when I opened it, it was all fat and didn't hurt the internal organs.

patted Chen Er, who was already covered with cold sweat by his rough movements, his eyes were in a trance, but he gritted his teeth and didn't want to call out Chen Er, Li Pole patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, in two days, I'll be a lively man again."

The ugly man trembled the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, but he still bared his big white teeth, happy, "Damn swordsman, he almost didn't kill me." ”

Li Po pursed his lips and said in his heart, just like you, God gave you a few lives, but it was not enough for you to spoil it.

It was only by this time that the other two hurried back on horseback.

Without allowing them to shout or make a fuss or anything, he immediately commanded them to gather their horses, and then went to the river himself, and dragged a fellow with a broken arm back from the river.

This person is already dead, not to mention excessive blood loss, at that speed, rolling together with the war horse, and being able to breathe down, it is all God's face, and it is the most normal thing to die now.

Chen Er leaned over to take a look, and sighed, "Shi Erlang." ”

Shi Qianqian's second son, in his thirties, is said to be very brave, but now he has become a cold corpse.

After that, the matter was simple, on the other side of the hill, digging a pit to bury people, and the dead war horse was directly dragged here by horse and buried.

The tired Li Po was sweating profusely, and this guy who destroyed the corpse was too rough......

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