"Whoosh・・・・・・ Dozens of arrows were shot from the front, left and right defense lines, enveloping Zhao Ziliang and Panzhu Junxiu, who were galloping on horses.

Zhao Ziliang's eyes froze, he couldn't dodge, once he dodged, the Panzhu Junxiu behind him would be a range hedgehog, he gritted his teeth and danced the horse lance in his hand at a very fast speed, like a cover covering himself and Panzhu Junxiu in it.

A large number of arrows flew over one by one, and the horse lance in Zhao Ziliang's hand was knocked away, and this wave of arrows did not cause the slightest damage to him and Panzhu Junxiu.

The leader of Hera's cavalry was shocked when he saw this situation, but at this time, his cavalry had already suffered heavy casualties, and half of the casualties in Canada before and after, if Zhao Ziliang was allowed to bring Panzhu Junxiu back intact, he would be considered a real plant this time, how could he be willing.

He rolled his eyes, and immediately thought that Zhao Ziliang could protect himself and Panzhu Junxiu, but he couldn't protect the war horse, he immediately shot at the war horse under Zhao Ziliang, and shouted at the same time: "Everyone shoot his horses!" ”

One of the Hera horsemen beside him shouted: "Chief, horses are our nomads' brothers and friends, we must not shoot horses, this will be punished by heaven!" ”

The leader of Hera's cavalry scolded: "Bastard, we have killed so many people, how can we leave them behind without shooting his horse?" Everyone obeys the order and shoots his horse! Death to those who disobey the order! ”

When the other more than 30 Hera cavalry heard it, they could only shoot their bows at the war horse under Zhao Ziliang, Zhao Ziliang waved the horse lance and flew up and down, blocking the arrows from the front and left, but could not block the arrows from the right, the right side of the horse was shot three arrows in the belly, and after running for more than 20 meters, he fell to the ground headlong, and he and Panzhu Junxiu rolled to the ground together.

After rolling on the ground a few times, Zhao Ziliang jumped up from the ground with a carp, and at the same time stabbed the horse lance in his hand at a Hera cavalryman who had just rushed over, and stabbed it to death, and then he quickly grabbed the Panzhu Junxiu who had just gotten up from the ground, and threw her on the war horse that was running over next to him.

Panzhu Junxiu, who was already on horseback, was shocked, she reacted, knowing that Zhao Ziliang was preparing to stay behind to block these enemy cavalry so that she could escape, she turned her head and shouted sadly: "Zhao Ziliang! ”

Zhao Ziliang saw that there was no enemy cavalry in front of him, he was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, and shouted: "Princess, run, don't stop!" ”

"Shoot him!" A burst of cheers came out.

"Whoosh ・・・・・・" dozens of arrows shot at Zhao Ziliang.

Zhao Ziliang reacted, and immediately danced the horse lance in his hand, knocking most of the arrows away, but he was shot several arrows behind him, and the pain that drilled into the brain went straight to his brain, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable howl: "Ahh

"Whoosh ・・・・・・" Another wave of arrows came, Zhao Ziliang resisted, still blocked most of the arrows, and his front abdomen and retreat were still shot several arrows, and he let out a miserable howl again: "Ah-"

Panzhu Junxiu, who was riding on a horse and galloping, heard the sound and looked back, only to see that Zhao Ziliang was shot in the abdomen and legs, and there was a faint trembling arrow shaft behind her, and she suddenly let out a sad cry: "Zhao Ziliang! ”

Zhao Ziliang yelled: "Go!" Let's go! ”

Panzhu Junxiu saw that Zhao Ziliang was hit by several arrows, and was chased by the enemy cavalry, seeing that there was no hope of survival, she knew that she must not stop, otherwise Zhao Ziliang's life would be lost, she desperately slapped the horse, crying all the way to the south.

After Panzhu Junxiu fled, the remaining thirty or so cavalry of the Hera tribe chased after him and surrounded Zhao Ziliang, Zhao Ziliang's expression was awe-inspiring, he gritted his teeth and grabbed an arrow shaft in his abdomen, and brazenly pulled out the shaft of the arrow, and the pain made him snort.

At this moment, a cool breath flowed from the wrench on the thumb of his right hand, and it flowed along the arm through the torso to the wound, and there was a burst of itching from the wound, and Zhao Ziliang knew that this was the healing function of the wrench.

Cavalry armor is much simpler than infantry armor, because it has to be ridden on horseback, so the armor on the abdomen is very short, and it is easy to be injured by arrows when standing, and Zhao Ziliang was shot in the abdomen twice.

After letting out a muffled snort again, the clothes on Zhao Ziliang's abdomen were already splashed bright red with blood, he looked at the leader of the Hera cavalry who rode over, but his hand did not stop, he pulled out an arrow on his right thigh, the severe pain almost made him faint, but he knew that he would never faint, he bit his tongue, his nerves were stimulated and he sobered up a lot, and reached out to grab an arrow shaft and quickly pull it out.

One of the Hera cavalry around him was about to shoot him with a bow and arrows, but the cavalry leader raised his palm to stop them, he wanted to see how long Zhao Ziliang could last, but several arrows in his body still did not fall, and he was still covered with blood and water to pull out the arrows one by one, Zhao Ziliang's strong willpower and vitality made him feel frightened, he didn't believe that Zhao Ziliang would still not die after pulling out all the arrows.

Zhao Ziliang endured great pain under the gaze of all the cavalry of the Hera tribe and pulled out the arrows on his body one by one, and when the last arrow was pulled out, he had already turned into a bloody man!

Seeing this, the face of the leader of Hera's cavalry changed drastically, he picked up his horse chopping knife and pointed at Zhao Ziliang, shouting: "Kill him!" ”

Several cavalrymen clamped the belly of the horse, stood on the horse, the spears and spears in their hands stabbed out at the same time, and Zhao Ziliang roared: "Kill-"

This sound was like a thunderclap in winter, which frightened the other Hera cavalrymen, and Zhao Ziliang swept away the horse lance in his hand, and swept away several spears and spears that were stabbed, and took this opportunity to jump up, kick one of the Hera cavalrymen off the horse, and sit firmly on the horse.

The lance in his hand did not stop, and several stabs in succession stabbed the four nearest Hera cavalrymen off their horses, and when he killed these four, the nearby Hera cavalry approached again and surrounded him again.

The leader of Hera's cavalry was frightened: "Go together, everyone go up together, kill him, and never let him escape!" ”

The surrounding Hera cavalry stepped forward and beckoned Zhao Ziliang with weapons in their hands, Zhao Ziliang After a few breaths, many parts of the injured began to recover quickly under the moisturization of the cool breath flowing from the wrench, and the wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but all this was covered by clothes, and outsiders could not see it.

Swords and guns stabbed at Zhao Ziliang, Zhao Ziliang remembered that there were a few tricks in the nameless lance method to deal with the group attack, and immediately displayed it as fast as lightning, and immediately cut off all the enemy weapons that attacked, and the horse lance in his hand continued to spit out the letter of the poisonous snake, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight enemy cavalry were stabbed and dropped off the horse by him.

"Ha-" Zhao Ziliang roared again, holding up several broadsword spears cut from the front, and then forcefully pushed them up, pushing them all open, but he didn't want him to sit down The war horse couldn't support it at this time, and under the heavy pressure, he actually knelt on the ground.

Zhao Ziliang was shocked, but he reacted very quickly, immediately turned his body, and the horse lance in his hand quickly swept around, sweeping off all the horse legs around him, and the war horses of the Hera cavalry let out a wail, and they also fell off the horses involuntarily, how could Zhao Ziliang let go of such an opportunity? The horse lance in his hand was like a poisonous dragon out of the water and attacked continuously, stabbing all the Hera cavalry who fell off their horses to death.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Ziliang jumped on a war horse again and broke away from the encirclement of the remaining dozen Hera cavalry, and the other Hera cavalry saw Zhao Ziliang so brave, and suddenly became afraid one by one, once they were timid, their combat effectiveness also plummeted.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziliang would let go of this opportunity, and immediately rode his horse to take the initiative to attack, several Hera cavalry were killed in a blink of an eye, and the other Hera cavalry dodged one after another, but Zhao Ziliang was willing to let them go, chased after them and killed a few, and the remaining seven or eight were so frightened that they no longer had the will to fight, and the leader of the Hera cavalry was even more frightened, turned the horse's head, patted the horse and fled quickly, shouting while fleeing: "Withdraw, retreat!" ”

The other seven or eight Hera cavalry heard the sound and ran faster, and Zhao Ziliang saw that the leader of the Hera cavalry was about to run, so he immediately raised the horse lance in his hand and threw it at his back.

The lance struck the cavalry leader in the back like lightning, piercing his body, and the force of the impact sent his body flying off his horse and tumbling to the ground.