Luo Zhaoyun rushed on his horse, but cold arrows came from time to time, breaking through the air and whistling, and there were black-clothed warriors, descending from the sky, like heavenly soldiers and generals, the sword flashed, and he kept slashing downward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, Luo Zhaoyun stepped into the level of chemical strength with half a foot, and his understanding of martial arts and spearmanship was deeper, and his spiritual sense was keen, and he could often hear and recognize his strength in advance, and once he was locked by a certain danger, he would immediately react naturally.

A shot was stabbed, and six or seven black-clothed warriors had already been killed, and blood sprayed down, and it had already splashed on the body of the little county lord in Huainai.

"Ahh

The little county lord was frightened and frightened, the sky was dark, those black-clothed warriors were masked, their sharp eyes were exposed, and they were full of murderous aura, coupled with cold arrows whizzing around, and hot blood was sprayed on her body, this series of connections made eleven-year-old Yang Caiyu extremely nervous.

The more frightened she became, she involuntarily hugged Luo Zhaoyun's waist tightly, and even the little county lord didn't notice that this strength was too great.

"Ahem! Little county lord, you're going to strangle me! ”

The little county lord couldn't listen at all, and still shook his head in his arms, not listening to his shouts.

Luo Zhaoyun was strangled by her waist very tightly, and he didn't dare to use his dark strength to bounce her out, so he could only shout, and seeing that she didn't react, he pulled out a hand and slapped it down.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, originally Luo Zhaoyun wanted to pat her on the back, but her body was about to shrink, his hand was long, and he slapped it down, and it actually hit her round and sturdy little ****, which made the little county lord's ass hot, because she had fallen just now, and her buttocks were hurting, this time, it aggravated its pain.

"Ahh

Yang Caiyu was full of tears, raised her head, with a wave of anger in her eyes, and a great grievance.

"Saorui!" Luo Zhaoyun didn't have time to comfort her anymore, because there were several black-clothed warriors who descended from the sky, pulling the long rope chain in one hand and holding a knife in the other, with extremely fast inertia, flying and leisurely, as agile as a jungle ape.

Dangdang!

The knife light fell, the spear picked up the spear, and kept fighting, but Luo Zhaoyun was really brave, and his spear skills were very powerful, he could usually use a gun to stab out and kill the flies on the wall, you can know his technique, steady, ruthless, accurate, and fast!

At this moment, he kept shooting guns, opening and closing, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole, like an autumn wind chopping leaves, but all the five or six warriors who came over, a few of them were stabbed to death by him.

There was a black-clothed warrior who threw a long rope iron hook, which had already hung on his shoulder, and the saddle, about to tear him off the horse, and the people and horses were separated, Luo Zhaoyun immediately decided, drew the knife with his left hand, backhanded everything, sharpened the iron like mud, and immediately cut the rope, and the horse rushed and rushed away, throwing off the warrior who fell behind.

At this time, there were only six or seven of the twenty or thirty cavalrymen at the front, some of whom were killed by random arrows, some of whom were knocked down by tripping horses, who flipped on their backs, and who fell on some thistles and were stabbed to death.

The rest of the men jumped off their horses, swung their swords to cut through the tripwires, and swept away the thistle obstacles on the road with the back of their swords, so that the cavalry behind them could pass, but some of the black-clad warriors flew down and killed them as well.

Guo Xiaoke, Ji Pingwu and others escorted Yang Zhao, non-stop, like an ironclad torrent, swept in.

"Kill-" The charge of more than forty people was equally magnificent, and the golden iron horse swallowed the valley.

At the same time, from a foothill jungle area, hundreds of armor soldiers armed with spears rushed out, all of which were the Praetorian Guards mobilized by the Yuan Valve.

"Whoa!"

These hundreds of soldiers were in good armor, not panicking, fighting separately, but arranging the formation as a whole, squatting in a row, bending in a row, standing in a straight row, and three rows of armor soldiers, holding spears, forming a three-dimensional iron front defense line.

If the war horse rushes up, it is likely to be directly pierced and blown into countless holes!

After the third row, there are still two hundred people, ready to replace them at any time, no matter what, this team cannot be allowed to pass.

Guo Xiaoke looked up and saw the iron armor in front of him, the spear shining in the starlight, and knew that it was a matter of life and death.

"Pingwu, lead people to open the way!" His position is considered to be the head of the team, and he can manage a team of fifty people.

"Order! The first ten rides, rush up with me! Ji Pingwu laughed loudly, looked at death as home, was full of courage, sped up his horse, and rushed up with more than ten people, like a huge wave crashing against the rocks on the shore.

Click-Click-

The horse slammed into it, and the knight stabbed downward with his spear, likewise, in a line of spears.

This scene burst out with countless crashing sounds in an instant, and then, it was extremely tragic, with stumps and broken arms, and blood smeared all over the ground.

"Again!" Guo Xiaoke roared again.

Ten more iron horsemen rushed forward with no mercy or timidity, and tore through the gap in the spear formation, which had just appeared disordered.

Guo Xiaoke personally led the team, protected the King of Jin behind him, and with ten people, he also accelerated and rushed up, without stopping for a moment, rumbling iron horses, like thunder.

The three waves completely knocked away the spear array of hundreds of people, Guo Xiaoke didn't have time to see whether Ji Pingwu was alive or dead, he was so excited that he could only shout: "Pingwu, let's go!" ”

He has a task on his body, that is, to protect the King of Jin and rush out of here, and at this moment, the surrounding spearmen are hula-la-la, and they want to besiege and intercept here.

"I can't die yet!" Ji Pingwu let out a sound, and people crawled out of the corpse team, covered in blood, both his own and the enemy's, but he still didn't give up, pulled out his waist knife in his hand, and desperately slashed the surrounding armor soldiers on foot.

At this moment, the King of Jin, under the protection of several guards, had already rushed into the crowd and escorted him forward to kill, but he was struggling.

At this moment, Luo Zhaoyun had already caught up, and Lu Ma jumped up, jumped several feet, fell directly into the crowd, and trampled several people to death, Luo Zhaoyun waved an iron spear, unstoppable, and swept thousands of troops, like a dragon going out to sea, killing the god possessed, shouting again and again, and the surrounding armor soldiers hurriedly retreated.

"Kill me out!" Luo Zhaoyun rode his horse to rush first, his spear was incomparable, and among the hundreds of enemy soldiers, he had to make a bloody way!