The mixed smell of grass and earth, with the freshness of nature, drilled into Feng Lun's nose, but at the same time it stimulated his nerves, it was a strong pain, this time he fell directly from the horse, it was something that this literati had never experienced in his life, he only felt the upper and lower rows of teeth slammed together, a loud noise, and stars began to rise in front of him, after the dizziness receded, it was the pain that drilled into the heart, as if the head was hit hard by something, that terrible feeling, only when the sea fell into the sea and hugged the plank, the pain of the chest rotted pain, there was a fight.

Feng Lun only felt the salty, wet liquid, flowing rapidly from his mouth and nose, he knew that it was his own blood, he wanted to scream, but his teeth were almost shattered, the pain was almost speechless, how could he still scream?

Just when Feng Lun was still worried about his teeth, another sharp pain hit his leg, it turned out to be his mount, which happened to be pressed on his left foot when he fell, and now he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his bones breaking and breaking, and his left foot twisted violently, and a sharp pain hit him, making him unconsciously open his mouth and cry out: "Ouch mother, it hurts me to death!" ”

"Don't worry about Feng Lang, I'm here to save you!" Sister Furong's loud decibel voice, accompanied by the stench and bloody smell all over her body, came from the wind, and a day ago, this was still the smell of Feng Lun disgustingly wanting to vomit, but now, it is the most wonderful aroma in the world.

With Sister Furong's push, the injured horse neighed sadly, and the horse weighing hundreds of pounds was pushed to the side heavily, Feng Lun only felt that the weight of the mountain on his feet was light, and at the same time, a thick and powerful palm. pressed heavily on Feng Lun's right ankle, and under this probe, Feng Lun was so painful that even tears flowed out: "Oops, oops, lady, you." You tap! ”

Sister Furong grinned, her pretty good face, which was already full of blood at this time, Feng Lun finally saw her woman carefully for the first time in today's battle, and saw that she had at least three feather arrows on her body, and the feather feather at the arrow shaft had been dyed blood-red, and the blood was constantly gushing out from the wound, and her legs. On the arm, there were at least seven or eight sword scars, one or two inches into the flesh, and in some places the yellow fat was cut out, and the bones could be seen a little deeper, Feng Lun saw this terrible scene, and he was nauseated, and he almost vomited.

Sister Furong gritted her teeth. As if the scars weren't on her body, she picked up a knife from the ground. With just one wave, the three feather arrows on her shoulder, the shaft of the arrow was broken, and the three blood-red arrow tails fell to the ground, and her left hand was already too seriously injured. Without a weapon, he hung limply, and with his right hand, he thrust the knife into the ground, picked up a mace stained with blood and brains again, gritted his teeth, and said, "Feng Lang." We've got to break through. ”

Feng Lun saw Sister Furong's appearance, and suddenly felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, although he has been constantly using this Beji woman all along, and there is no true love at all, but at this moment of life and death, this woman who has been deceived and used by himself has sacrificed her life to save herself, which makes Feng Lun, who has lived in lies and deception all his life, actually a little more moved, and even his eyes began to moisten a little, he snorted, choked and said: "Lady, you, you run quickly, my leg, my leg is afraid that it will not be done." ”

Sister Furong's little pigtails had been completely scattered in the battle just now, and now she was already dismantled like a ghost, she roared sharply: "No, I won't leave you, we, we have an agreement, we must, we must live and die together, I will, I will definitely take you out!" ”

As she spoke, like a chicken, she slammed Feng Lun on her back, her weak left hand wrapped around Feng Lun's left leg and stomach, and Feng Lun instinctively wrapped her two hands around Sister Furong's neck, just like a baby tightening her mother, it looked really funny.

Sister Furong gritted her teeth and said, "Let's run, grab a horse, and rush out!" ”

Feng Lun nodded: "Lady, for your husband's life, it all depends on you!" ”

Sister Furong said while carrying Feng Lun on her back, and drilled towards the place where the grass grew densely, along the way, in the grass, both sides of the enemy, all kinds of hideous, grinning corpses continued, and in the grassy grass, many potholes became pools of blood, Sister Furong walked through the corpses with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and from time to time she had to raise the mace in her right hand and smash a few wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground, trying to hold her legs and ask for help.

Feng Lun looked around, and saw that more than 100 guards on his side were already dead at this time, and only Shi Danai and five or six guards were left, still fighting to the death in small teams, but they were all wounded, and the speed of swinging knives and arrows was also significantly slower, and they were grouped together back to back, while there were twenty or thirty enemy killers around them, and it was obvious that the victory and defeat had been divided.

Feng Lun was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, and then looked at the other side, only to see more than 200 warriors dressed as Khitans running in the distance, but they were all Han people, all of them were vigorous, galloping back and forth, stretching their bows and arrows, and piercing the arrows of those who were left alone, and the scattered Beji guards pierced the heart, and the arrows stabbed them, and soon, the whole grassland fell into peace.

Feng Lun gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Furong, don't run away, we have to pretend to be dead." Can't run away. ”

Sister Furong was already because of excessive blood loss at this time, and her legs were weak, and her eyes were full of stars, after hearing this, she instinctively loosened her knees and almost fell to her knees, and the two of them fell in a pool of blood.

The more than 200 horsemen who attacked were all concentrated in the direction of Shi Danai and others, and the knights on the horse shouted loudly, surrounding the more than 20 green-clothed killers and Shi Danai and other five or six people in the center, and the green-clothed killers around them also approached one after another, Feng Lun, who was lying on the ground, saw it clearly, among the more than 200 horses, more than half of them were empty horses, which seemed to be specially prepared for these killers on foot, and the knights on the real horses were only fifty or sixty people, after a bloody battle just now, the raiders who were still standing in place, There are less than 200 people left.

The leader is a person who is surprisingly medium-sized, thin and thin, Feng Lun looks at this person, he is six or seven points familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it, I saw that he is not like other people, wearing chain mail, but wearing a black suit, not so much a fierce general, but more like a scholar, in this group of fierce men, it seems so nondescript. (To be continued.) )

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