The helmet has long been lost, the blood-stained hair is scattered on his shoulders, the blood on the armor has dried up, a cold wind is blowing, Zhao Ziliang feels a little clearer, he gasps for breath, and staggers towards the corpse of the cavalry leader of the Nahra tribe.

"Puff-" Zhao Ziliang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, but he spit out all the blood that had accumulated in his body from several arrow wounds before, and this mouthful of blood spit out made him feel a lot more comfortable.

Although the cool air flowing from the wrench has a powerful healing function, a large amount of blood loss makes him weak, and coupled with the previous high-intensity battle, a lot of physical energy is consumed.

Before he arrived, Zhao Ziliang relaxed his whole body, his knees weakened, and his body knelt on the ground, breathing violently like a cow panting.

But it is said that after Panzhu Junxiu fled the battlefield, there were three Hera cavalry who had been closely following behind, and she was also a guerrilla general, and her own martial arts were not bad, but she had never experienced a battle of life and death, and she would be timid and hurried when she encountered the Hera cavalry of the brigade.

At this time, she was far away from the Hera cavalry, and she was bold again, and took out her bow and arrow from the side of the snatched war horse and shot arrows at the three Hera cavalry behind her in a row.

"Whoosh!" With a bang, an arrow hit, and one of the Hera cavalrymen in front fell from his horse with an arrow, and Panzhu Junxiu even heard the sound of people falling to the ground, and the other two cavalrymen immediately took out their bows and arrows and began to fire back.

"Whoosh" two times in a row.

Panzhu Junxiu felt a creepy, and under the crisis, she immediately leaned down on the horse's back, dodged the two arrows that came from the shot, and drew another arrow and shot the bow, this time it actually hit another person, and only the last person was left, and the last person was chasing after him, and he continued to shoot arrows at Panzhu Junxiu.

Seeing that there was only one pursuer left, Panzhu Junxiu bit the silver teeth, immediately pulled the reins, and the war horse turned around a bend to face it, she pulled out the sword at her waist and split the spear stabbed by the opponent, and instantly backhanded, the two staggered, the man's neck was cut, a large stream of blood spurted out, and the body fell from the horse.

Panzhu Junxiu gasped and stopped, she jumped off the horse, picked up a spear and got on the horse again, and galloped away in the direction she had just come.

She kept whipping the war horse, but her eyes kept holding tears, that damn Zhao Ziliang would actually leave the cavalry to block the Hera tribe alone in order to save her, which simply subverted her perception of Zhao Ziliang. Thinking of Zhao Ziliang being hit by several arrows in his body, but still shouting at her, the picture of letting her flee quickly made her heart ache for a while, she knew that she had to go back to the place just now to see, if Zhao Ziliang died, she would at least find Zhao Ziliang's body back, otherwise she would not forgive herself.

There were a few "quack" cries in the sky, and Panzhu Junxiu, who was riding on horseback, looked up and saw a vulture struggling to fly forward in the same direction as her, this situation gave her a sense of foreboding, and she increased her whipping of the war horse.

Zhao Ziliang's voice and pictures have always been against herself during this period of time, those behaviors and actions made her annoyed and angry before, she thought of him, and her heart was itching with hatred, but now, she couldn't hate him anymore, he exchanged his life for her escape.

"How could I have done that to him then? I really shouldn't have it! Panzhu Junxiu couldn't help but feel some remorse in her heart, and remembered that when he sent her on horseback and stabbed her on the horse's buttocks with a horse lance to help her break out of the enemy's encirclement, but he himself stayed to block the enemy's pursuit, she couldn't help but cry, his smile before parting was so beautiful!

In a moment of cranky thought, Panzhu Junxiu galloped around a hill and involuntarily pulled the reins, and the horse's running speed slowed down until it stopped.

Ahead was the place where she had encountered the Hera tribe's cavalry half an hour earlier, and the place where Zhao Ziliang had helped her escape while she had stayed behind to stop the enemy army.

At this time, above the battle ground by this clear water lake, countless vultures were hovering in black pressure, and the cries of "croaking ・・・・・・・" kept spreading to all directions, and every appearance of these rotting birds heralded the coming of death, and the more they numbered, the more the number of corpses, the more tragic the battle.

Panzhu Junxiu let the war horse slowly walk towards the battlefield, and her mind went blank when she saw the corpses all over the ground. The air smelled of blood and death, and from time to time vultures flew down from the sky and landed beside the corpses of people and horses to peck at them, although fresh flesh and blood were not their favorite, but this time there were too many of the same kind, and I was afraid that they would not be able to catch a single bone if they came down too late, and there were one and two, and more and more vultures flew down from the sky to join the pecking.

"Zhao Ziliang!"

Seeing this scene, Panzhu Junxiu screamed like crazy, whipped the war horse and galloped towards the battlefield again, and just half of the run, she saw the vultures on the battlefield suddenly scattered, the vultures seemed to be frightened, and flew into the sky again, and countless feathers fell in the sky.

In the midst of the corpses that strewn to the ground, a majestic body covered in a bloodstained white cloth slowly rose from the ground with a long horse lance, and although it was shaky, it finally stood up straight.

Panzhu Junxiu stopped again, but when she saw the eyes of the majestic body's face covered with dried blood, she immediately jumped off her horse, and ran away with tears all the way.

"Zhao Ziliang, you damn boy, bastard! You, you, you・・・・・・ I thought you were dead, woo woo ・・・・・・".

Seeing Panzhu Junxiu running over with tears and pear blossoms, Zhao Ziliang barely showed a smile on his face, leaned on the horse lance, lifted the robe below the waist, knelt down on one knee, and said in a hoarse voice: "Princess, why are you back again?" ”

"Woo woo woo・・・・・・ I'm afraid you'll die, come back and collect your body! It turns out that you are fine, you bastard, you almost scared me to death" Panzhu Junxiu pounced on Zhao Ziliang and hugged Zhao Ziliang, his hands and feet were brave, kicking and beating.

Zhao Ziliang was ravaged by Panzhu Junxiu for a while, and he grinned from time to time in pain, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Princess, if you continue to toss like this, I may really die!" ”

This really worked, Panzhu Junxiu immediately stopped, looking quite embarrassed, embarrassed with a hint of shyness, "Oh, I hurt you, are you okay, I'll show you!" ”

Zhao Ziliang hurriedly said: "Don't don't, princess, the armor I wore before was very thick, and there were some skin injuries on my body, I can't die, I have already taken care of all the wounds, and when I go back, I will find a doctor to apply some healing medicine, and it will be fine soon."

Panzhu Junxiu saw that Zhao Ziliang's entire body and thighs were wrapped in a white cloth soaked in blood, but the armor was lying on the ground on the side, he knew that what he said was true, and he was relieved at the moment, and asked: "It's okay if you're okay, otherwise I will definitely not forgive myself!" By the way, when I left, I saw that you were hit by arrows all over your body, how did you survive? Did you kill all these fifty or sixty Hera tribesmen? ”

Zhao Ziliang nodded and said: "My armor is very thick, and the arrows have not hurt my internal organs, only skin injuries, of course these people were killed by me, except for me, I'm afraid there is no one else here."