After galloping for a long time, Armbar's neck began to stiffen, and he suddenly heard Timia's low cheers. Looking up, the Suqing Canyon is already close in front of you, and after passing through the Suqing Canyon, there is a great hope that the breakthrough will succeed. The serpent-like procession quickly entered the canyon and galloped on the south shore of Suye Water, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves accompanied by the sound of rushing water, shattering the moonlight. But Al Barr also knew that fighting, like hunting, required caution as he approached his target, and he remained vigilant in his eyes on the woods on either side, and with the help of the moonlight, he examined the peaks on either side of the canyon.

The exit of the canyon was ahead, and Tang Jun did not appear for a long time, and the companions in the team couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Al Bar looked at Timia and saw that Timia was also looking at him, and he felt a burst of sweetness. Al Barr stabbed the horse's belly with a spur in the heel of his shoe, and the stinging sensation caused the horse, which was already foaming at the mouth after a long run, to muster up the last remaining strength in his body and speed up his run. "Baby, cross this canyon and let you and Timia's Tahei rest for a while." Al Bar stroked his mount's mane and said in a low voice.

Just as the front of the line was about to speed past the exit of the canyon, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a rocket rose from the back of the group, drawing a brilliant trajectory in the dark night sky. Then there was a rumbling thunder on both sides of the canyon, and suddenly the sky lit up entirely, but not by the clarity of the moonlight, but by the blinding light of the flames.

Al Bar couldn't help but close his eyes. When I opened my eyes, the sky in front of me was already lit up by countless light lights, and these points of light that had risen from the peaks on both sides of the canyon had begun to fall rapidly after rising for a while. In the light of the fire, Al-Bar saw countless boulders and logs rolling down the slopes on both sides of the canyon exit, and the dozens of cavalry who rushed to the front of the line were instantly submerged by the boulders. Boulders and logs soon blocked the entrance to the canyon.

"Enemy attack! The enemy is on the mountain! Al Bar heard Burke of his tribe screaming. Al Bar subconsciously stretched his bow and shot towards the place where the fire rose. Timia, who was on the battlefield for the first time, was so frightened that she couldn't even find her bow and arrows. Al Bar had just shot the feathered arrows when the points of light in the sky had turned into a field of rockets whizzing towards the team.

Al Bar's mount was visibly startled by the rocket, and twisted its body restlessly. Al Barr drew his scimitar and slammed a rocket into Timia. Before he could catch his breath, another fire flew in the sky. Al Barr reined in the reins and prepared to retreat, avoiding the rockets. But there were also exclamations from the back of the group, and before Al Bar could look back, he heard someone shouting: "There are enemy troops behind!" Then there was the endless sound of arrows breaking through the air and the exclamations of men and horses being hit by arrows.

The moonlit waterfront quickly turned into a slaughtering Shura field. The red blood gradually merged into a reddish-brown trickle, flowing towards the plain leaf water.

"Turn the horse's head, the back team becomes the front team, charge! Charge! Free Fire! The Burkes shouted loudly, and the battle-tested Turgish quickly made the most suitable choice.

In the face of a storm of arrows, the Turgish cavalry began to turn their horses' heads in the sea of fire, and many of them fell off their horses with screams before they could turn their horses' heads.

Al Bar turned his horse's head, put away his scimitar, and beckoned Timia to follow the front team and begin to speed up. From time to time, the horses' hooves landed on the corpses of their comrades, and the viscous blood made the grass slippery a little, and this was really not the time for the cavalry to charge, but the Turgishes had no choice, and their fate was long out of their own hands.

Al-Bar roughly judged the location of the enemy archers based on the path of the feathered arrows, and began to counterattack. Timia finally drew her bow and arrows, and shot her own arrow of revenge against the flying locusts. The two sides of the battle opened their bows one after another, and the thumping sound of the bowstring vibrating was endless, and for a while, in the sky illuminated by the silver moon, the arrows of both sides exchanged arrows, intertwining a web of death that enveloped the battlefield.

After running, the threat of arrows became much less, and the muffled sound of enemy arrows began to be heard in front of him. After three rounds of shooting, Al Barr abandoned his horned bow, grabbed his spear from the right side of his saddle, and began to charge. Timia followed his example and drew her beautiful scimitar. Ahead, enemy archers were already faintly concluded.

Finally seeing the enemy, Al-Bal was sulking after being beaten all the time, and now he finally has a place to vent. Al Bar roared and began to charge, trying to pierce the archer's body with his spear.

Suddenly, a cold light rose, and a forest-like sword appeared out of thin air in front of him. The enemy archers began to retreat, and they cut through the gaps in the blades in an orderly manner, dodging to the rear of the sword formation.

"Mo Dao Array! Timia, hold the reins" Al Bar gasped, and as soon as he grabbed the reins of his horse, he saw that the forward of the team had collided with the Mo Knife Formation.

At the forefront of the Modao Formation, there was a tall Han general, wearing heavy armor, who was not afraid of the high-speed rushing cavalry, and flashed sideways while swinging his sword at the chest of the war horse. The sword flashed, the horses separated up and down, and the cavalry that rolled to the ground was sprayed with horse blood. Before the cavalry could understand what had happened in an instant, another Mo knife had already slashed at him, cutting him in two.

Most of the strikers of the Tuqi Shi were cut off by the Mo knife in an instant, and only some of the knights were lucky enough to stab the armor of the Mo knife hand with their spears, knocking the Mo knife hand away, but the Mo knife hand behind quickly made up for it, swung the knife, slashed, and then a piece of horse blood flew sideways.

The cavalry team of the Turgish encountered a formation of Modao, as if it were hot tofu that had crashed into the blade, and was quickly cut into blood-red pieces. Al Bar and the cavalry behind him reined in their horses and began to hesitate.

"Enter!" After slashing and killing hundreds of cavalry who rushed into the sword formation, the tall and strong general at the front of the Mo Sword formation shouted angrily. Mo Dao Hand held Mo Dao and began to move forward slowly. The cavalry in front was frightened by the array of knives advancing like a wall, and they all wanted to retreat, but the cavalry in the middle only reined in their horses, and some cavalry in the back were still rushing forward. The cavalry of the Turgish was crowded for a while, and they were in disarray.

"Slash!" The Mo knife array stuck to the cavalry, and the snowy blade waved again, and the blade passed over, and it was red.

The Turgish cavalry in front finally couldn't bear it anymore and scattered to both sides. Al Bar also hurriedly fled to the side, not daring to face the majestic Mo Dao Formation. The cavalry of the Turgish was suddenly in disarray.

"Points!" After the Mo Dao Array slashed for a while, it quickly divided into two columns, leaving a space more than three zhang wide in the middle.

"Charge!" A Xuanjia Iron Rider appeared in the middle of the Mo Sword Array. These knights were clad in heavy armor and armed with horses, and their horses were also covered with full armor, as if they were cast from steel.

The chaotic turquoise warriors could not stop the dash of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, and the thin cowhide armor was like a thin piece of paper in the face of the sharp horse lance. And the spear stabbed on the knight of the armor, at most, it was in exchange for a muffled sound. The bow and arrow are like a drizzle for the Xuanjia Iron Horse, and they are not lethal except for hitting the eyes and other vital points.

The Xuanjia Iron Cavalry rushed out in a wedge-shaped attack formation, quickly cutting through the already chaotic formation of the Turcade Shi cavalry, until the exit of the canyon stopped, and began to re-line, ready to attack again. The passage carved out by the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry was full of the corpses of the Turk cavalry.

The panicked Theirs had not yet recovered from the powerful attack of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, and a dense array of feathered arrows flew in the sky again. Light cavalry sprang up from behind the Modao formation, constantly firing, firing, firing, firing into the air.

"The cavalry of the Qarluqs." Al Bar struck the arrows he and Timia with his spear as he retreated towards the river. People are constantly falling, and corpses fill the road. Suddenly, a white feathered arrow pierced through the spear's interception, dodging Timia's delicate scimitar and stabbing Timia in the abdomen. Timia screamed and fell from her horse. The screams of Timia's arrows made Al Bar tremble, and his movement slowed down. A feathered arrow bypassed Al Barr's spear and pierced his cowhide armor, sending a sharp pain from his ribs.

"Is this the end of the Turgish?" Al Bar gave up his resistance and fell on the bank of the Suye River. He struggled to climb to Timia's side and took Timia's hand. It was the first and last time he held that cute little hand. "It's nice to die with Timia on the edge of this familiar plain water."

More feathered arrows roared, drowning the two men in an instant. The dark red plain leaf water still flows in the moonlight, not stopping for anyone.