Zhang Chang was almost bitten with a mouthful of silver teeth, blood was already oozing from the corners of his mouth, and seeing that the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, he had no choice but to pick up his son and follow Feng Zheng towards the horse station.

After drilling through a forest again, the horse station was already close in front of him, as if he had heard the movement, and the three people in the horse station had raised their crossbow arrows with wary faces, and looked vigilantly at the black shadow that was running, as if they wanted to distinguish who it was.

"It's me, Feng Zheng." Feng Zai shouted at the top of his throat while running wildly. No one will come to this station on weekdays, and once someone comes, it will inevitably be a devastating blow to the cottage in the mountains. It is precisely because the horse station is the last retreat that Feng Zheng prepares, so the people stationed at the horse station are also ruthless characters, Feng Zheng can be sure that if he is a little late, then it will inevitably be a burst of arrows.

Feng Zai's voice These people were naturally familiar, and after hearing that it was Feng Zai, they also put down the bow and crossbow in their hands. Feng Zai didn't communicate much with these people, and walked straight towards the horse pen. This stall was Feng Zheng's last retreat, for the sake of concealment, this stall was not large, except for the thatched hut where people lived, there was only one stall with five horses.

"Drive, drive, drive." After choosing two good horses, Feng Zheng and Zhang Chang also galloped all the way into the distance. As the so-called catching thieves and getting dirty, catching traitors and taking doubles, Feng Zai knew in his heart that as long as he couldn't fall into Li Chen's hands tonight, then Li Chen would have no way to take him.

There were only five horses at the horse station, and Feng Zheng and Zhao Que rode two away. Today's horse station also has three guards from the horse station, and five dead soldiers who followed Feng Zheng down the mountain. Now there were eight people in total, but there were only three horses at the station, and they asked how to assign them so that they would not fight.

The movement of the pursuers could be vaguely heard in the distance, and it could be judged that these people were horseless. The remaining eight people all looked at the three remaining horses, since the pursuers had no horses, it meant that the horses would definitely be able to take out and ascend to heaven. Although they are all dead soldiers, it is better not to die if they don't die. The atmosphere in the small horse station became more and more tense, and everyone's eyes began to redden.

"Poof, poof, poof." At this moment, one of the guards in the horse station stabbed the three good horses to the ground while everyone did not react.

Now there are only three horses, but there are eight people. Although he also wanted to leave with his two brothers, the three of them were at a disadvantage. If he really grabbed the horse, the three of them would definitely not be the opponents of the other five. Now the atmosphere has become embarrassing, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that the pursuers will not come, but my own people will do it first. Since he couldn't solve the problem of the distribution of horses, he simply solved the horses. The horses are gone, so naturally there is no way to talk about how to distribute them.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?" The other two guarding the horse station looked at each other and asked puzzledly.

"What are you running, we are people under Childe, without Childe, we would have died a long time ago. Do you want to keep the horses and let you run? If something happens, let the leader run first, and there is no horse at this point of awareness? Lord Feng ran because he could still help His Highness, and today it's time for us to be loyal to His Highness. Prepare your equipment and stop them from buying time for Lord Feng. "The eldest brother of the three people guarding the horse station, said righteously.

Hearing this, the rest of the people couldn't help but have a look of shame on their faces. I'm a dead soldier, how can I think of running away when I encounter something. Hey, that's damn cowardice. 、

At this time, the sound of Da Da's footsteps was getting closer and closer to the horse station, and according to the movement of the footsteps, it can be imagined that there were not a few people chasing after him. If the eight dead men in the horse station tried to stop these men, they must have hit the stone with an egg.

The eight of them were hidden around the station, the crossbow arrows in their hands had been opened, and the crossbow arrows that flashed with a bronze cold light were ready to be fired at any time. They glanced at the pursuers outside and found that there were nearly 100 people outside, and their scalps were numb.

"Tread, step, step."

The pursuers outside slowly approached the horse station, and it was indeed unreasonable for a few thatched huts to suddenly appear in the wilderness, and for the sake of caution, the pursuers held their shields and began to approach the thatched huts. First Literature

"Shoot the arrows."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

Suddenly, there was a loud roar from the thatched hut, followed by several crossbow arrows. There are not many people in the house, and it is naturally difficult for arrows to form a rain of arrows, but these people's archery skills are more accurate than one another. The pursuers came in a hurry, and there was no big shield in their hands, and it was difficult to resist the arrows with the round shield in their hands. The people in the house took advantage of the terrain and caught the pursuers outside the house by surprise.

"There's a brother who is injured, damn it, put a rocket on Lao Tzu."

The sudden arrow wounded some of the pursuers, and a man who looked like a leader was also angry, and immediately commanded to the left and right. As soon as the order was given, an archer lit a rocket and fired it in the direction of the thatched house.

"Whew, whew, whew."

The rocket landed on the thatch on the roof, and this season was already dry. As soon as the rocket fell, the dry thatch on the roof was immediately ignited. The wind at night was very strong, and the fire borrowed the wind and the wind borrowed the form of fire, and in an instant a raging flame was ignited.

"Boom, boom."

Suddenly, a deafening explosion sounded, and several thatched huts were all blown out, and the visible shock wave swept several figures and hit the outside. Fortunately, the pursuers outside were far away, and they were only a little stunned by the shock wave, and there were no substantial casualties.

"Grass, let you release rockets, didn't you bombard them?" The leader of the chasing soldiers was a little confused, and he didn't bring a cannon when he caught up, why did he still hit it, and the tiger squat cannon that was easy to carry didn't seem to have such a great power.

"Head, it wasn't us who bombarded, it looks like something in the house exploded." A soldier paused for a moment and said hurriedly.

The smell of gunpowder was now in the air, and there was no doubt that the thatched hut must have stored it. I think I was just shooting an arrow at the thatched hut when the arrow hit the gunpowder. Shaking their buzzing brains that had been blown up by the gunpowder blast wave, the soldiers hurriedly began to check on the few people who had been blown away, to see if these people had ended their sinful lives.

"Head, three dead, two stunned." The pursuers found the five men who had been blown away, and because the gunpowder was stored in a thatched hut, the two men hiding in the stall were lucky not to die. The two of them didn't die, but the three people in the house were miserable, and they really let the pursuers play a puzzle.

"The two alive knocked me out the fangs they hid?" The leader of the pursuers instructed that the dead soldiers would have a muttering fang, and if caught, they would bite through the fangs and kill themselves.

"Head, that's a fang." The soldier asked.

"How do I know, I don't know if I'm going to knock him out." The leader loudly reprimanded his soldiers.