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Dayu spread its wings and circled in the air, and from time to time there was the sound of an eagle chirping.

On the official road, a team of chariots and horses marched at a uniform speed, and the knights on the horses were all bright and bright, shining in the sun.

Yang Shouwen didn't wear armor, urging Dajin to take small steps and walk in the front.

The four mastiffs were fast and slow, circling around the gold, barking twice from time to time......

"Turn the bend in front of you, and in more than an hour, you can see the city wall of Shehong County."

Huan Daochen fell behind Yang Shouwen and said with a smile.

Yang Shouwen nodded, and was about to speak, when he heard a sharp and piercing eagle chirp from Dayu in the sky.

Immediately after, the four mastiffs began to bark, one after another, breaking the tranquility on the official road at once.

Yang Shouwen hurriedly looked up, and saw that in the sky, two gray falcons spread their wings and flew over, and when they saw Da Yu, they immediately pounced.

Because the distance is too high, Yang Shouwen doesn't see it very really.

I only felt that the two gray falcons were slightly smaller than Da Yu, but they looked extremely fierce.

Dayu was attacked by the enemy at first, but he did not show a panicked look. It hovers in the air, and then with a long whirl, it pounces on the two falcons. Dayu is large, powerful, and extremely flexible. The two gray falcons were entangled with it, and after only a few moments, they were beaten by the big jade and their feathers flew apart.

"Where did the falcon come from?"

Yang Shouwen frowned, revealing a look of doubt.

He was not worried about Dayu's combat effectiveness.

It's just that those two gray falcons don't seem to be wild gray falcons, but more like domesticated falcons.

However, no matter what the origin of the gray falcon was, seeing Da Yu being attacked by them, Yang Shouwen's heart was a little uncomfortable.

So, as he asked, he took off the Divine Arm Bow.

This divine arm bow was a gift from Xue Chuyu to Yang Shouwen when he was in the first martial arts, and it is said to be Xue Rengui's weapon back then.

It's just that Yang Shouwen has never had the opportunity to use it.

This time he came to the southwest, and Mingxiu brought out this bow by the way.

Along the way, Yang Shouwen used it to shoot prey a lot, and he also knew its characteristics.

Seeing that Da Yu was attacked, Yang Shouwen was ready to help Da Yu. But before he could pull the bow of the divine arm, a group of people ran from the bend of the official road in front of him. The men were all ragged and bloodstained.

One of the leaders saw Yang Shouwen from a distance, so he shouted loudly: "Ah Lang, save me!" ”

Yang Shouwen looked at it fixedly and was taken aback.

"Old bullhead?"

He recognized the person who shouted, and suddenly there was a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Didn't he shoot back at Hong County? Why is it here? And it looks so embarrassing......

The old bull head was not alone, he was still carrying a man covered in blood and unconscious, and there were more than 20 people behind him. About twenty meters away from them, there was a group of people following closely. They were armed with weapons, dressed strangely, with their hair scattered, and a series of strange howls coming out of their mouths as they chased.

Xu is seeing Yang Shouwen, the old bull head was relieved, and he stumbled under his feet, and fell to the ground with a poof.

"Ninth Master, protect Ninth Master."

Seeing this, the two beggar-looking men shouted and turned to stop the pursuers behind them. The rest of the people lifted the old bull's head with their hands and feet, and one of them even took the man on the old bull's head and carried it on his back.

Seeing this, Yang Shouwen hung down the bow of the divine arm in his hand, and pulled the bow to lead the arrow.

The arrows used in the Divine Arm Bow are all specially made arrows, which are longer and thicker than ordinary arrows, and are difficult to shoot with non-strong bows.

Its shape is quite similar to the red stem and white feather arrow used in the Han Dynasty, the arrow shaft is dark red, the arrow is made in the shape of a triangular diamond, and there is a blood groove on it.

Shout!

The arrow broke through the air and let out a sharp roar, marking an afterimage in the air and flying out.

The pursuers who rushed to the front did not even see the trajectory of the arrow's flight, but heard the sound of the arrow whistling, and when he looked up, the arrow had already reached him, and with a pop it pierced his chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Li Jun, good shot!"

Huan Daochen couldn't help but praise.

Before his words fell, Yang Shouwen's second red-stemmed white feather arrow had already been shot.

"Ah Lang, watch out above."

The old bull's shout came, and Yang Shouwen only heard an eagle chirp on his head, and a gust of evil wind hit.

A gray falcon suddenly shook off the big jade, swooped down from the air, and went straight to Yang Shouwen. And Yang Shouwen only had a divine arm bow in his hand at this time, he frowned, and was about to swing his bow to meet it, but Yang Sixteen got up from the carriage, his body swirled in mid-air, and a scimitar flew out, as fast as lightning, and slashed at the gray falcon's body. The Grey Falcon received a fatal blow, blood splattered, rolled twice in the air, and then fell to the ground with a snap, apparently silent.

At the same time, after missing an opponent in mid-air, Dayu suddenly became powerful, and his claws tore the wings of the other gray falcon apart.

The gray falcon screamed and fell from the sky, and as soon as it hit the ground, the four mastiffs had already pounced on it, tearing it to pieces in an instant.

Seeing this, the strangely dressed people showed angry expressions one by one.

There was a series of strange howls in their mouths, and they even gave up the old bull head and the others and pounced on Yang Shouwen.

This time, without even Yang Shouwen opening his mouth, Yang Jasmine was already roaring, waving her double mallets to kill. The pair of hammers fluttered and danced, and almost no one could stop them. Behind him, eighteen armor-clad men burst out of their prancing horses and rushed into the battlefield.

Hei Da took the lead, waving the Mo knife in his hand, and his flesh and blood were splashed.

The remaining eighteen servants formed a semi-circular formation, firmly protecting the two carriages in it.

Yang Shouwen did not rush over again to join in the fun, but rode his horse to the old bull head.

At this time, the old bull head was already sitting on the ground.

Behind him, the beggar-clad man surrounded the unconscious man in the middle.

"Ah Lang, if you come one step late, the villain won't be able to see you."

When the old bull saw Yang Shouwen coming, he struggled to stand up, walked a few steps quickly to Yang Shouwen's horse, and then cried loudly.

"Old bull head, what's going on?

I'm not asking you to meet the young lady, why are you here? ”

The old bull head immediately stopped crying, and his face showed a look of panic, "Ah Lang, go and save the little lady." ”

"What's going on? What's wrong with her? ”

"Today, Huang Wenqing wants to kill Chen Ziang Chen Gongzi, and after the little lady and the head of my family heard about it, they decided to intercept it halfway. But I didn't want to, I fell for the tricks of the dog official and Huang Wenqing. So much so that it fell into a siege. The head of my family was seriously injured by Huang Wenqing, and the little lady saw that the situation was not good, so she asked us to protect the head of the group and Chen Gongzi to evacuate, and she led people to break the ......"

Before the old bull head could speak, a weak voice came from the crowd, "Son, save the young lady." ”

Looking at the voice, Yang Shouwen saw a middle-aged man sitting on the ground in the crowd. If he hadn't spoken, Yang Shouwen wouldn't have been able to recognize him at all, he was Chen Ziang. I saw that he was covered in blood and scarred, and he was sitting on the ground panting for breath.

"Uncle Chen?"

Yang Shouwen could only vaguely identify his identity from between his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be surprised.

In his impression, Chen Ziang is personable.

When we met in Changping three years ago, although he was old, his bearing and charm were radiant, which left a deep impression on Yang Shouwen. But the man in front of him was ragged and unkempt. The face, thinner and scary, with high cheekbones, the whole person looked like a skeleton, and a pair of eyes, more like a dead person, without brilliance.

"Sixteen, take care of Uncle Chen.

The old bull head leads the way, where is the young lady now? ”

"Apricot Col, in Apricot Col."

The old bull head was also exhausted, and fled with Liang Jiulang on his back, which also made him exhausted along the way. But then, knowing that he could not back down, he forced himself to take a horse, saddle it and sit on it.

"Ah Lang, come with me."

"Huan Daochen stays here, protects Bao'er, and the rest of the people go with me."

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he urged the horse to leave.

Sixteen armor-clad servants followed closely, sweeping across the battlefield like a gust of wind.

Yang Shouwen put a pistol on the horse, a corrugated gold mace in the other, and raised the gun at the same time, only killing those strangely dressed pursuers turned on their backs, and blood flowed like a river. The old bull head urged the horse to follow him closely, shouting loudly, guiding Yang Shouwen in the direction.

"What's going on?"

Li Bao'er was awakened by the shouts of murder and got out of the carriage.

Those pursuers were left at this time, and the official road was full of bloody corpses.

Yang Jasmine had also retreated, holding a double mallet, as if she were vicious. Hei Da led the others to hunt down those people and began to count the battlefield. Huan Daochen walked to the side of a corpse and squatted down with a puzzled look on his face.

"Who are these people? How can the outfit be so peculiar? ”

Chen Ziang stood up with the support of two beggars, and said in a trembling voice: "These people ...... Looking at the costume, it seems to be a copper mountain flying black barbarian. ”

"Flying Crowman?"

When Li Bao'er heard this, she couldn't help but show a puzzled look, "What is that?" ”

"Feiwuman is a barbarian in the south of Zizhou, living in the private Rong Mountain.

It is said that they were originally Nanbanians, as early as the Shu Han Dynasty, after Wuhou pacified the Nanban, they migrated here, and have been settled in the private Rong Mountain ever since. Most of these flying barbarians have an eccentric temperament and are extremely fierce. They are good at taming falcons, hence the name 'Flying Crow'. The two mountain falcons just now were domesticated by these barbarians...... They live by hunting on weekdays, and their contact with the outside world is only to exchange mountain goods and make some trades, and rarely move outside the mountains.

This time, somehow, he colluded with Huang Wenqing. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the son, we would have been more than lucky. ”

After all, Chen Ziang is a person who reads poetry and books, and although he has encountered great difficulties, he still maintains a bit of demeanor.

"Who are you?"

Li Bao'er looked at him suspiciously and said, "Where did my brother-in-law go?" ”

"Under Chen Ziang, haven't you asked the son's name yet?"

In order to facilitate travel, Li Baoer has always been dressed in men's clothing.

However, her makeup skills are nothing in Chen Ziang's eyes. However, Chen Ziang heard from Li Bao'er's words that she was not small. Therefore, Chen Ziang did not debunk Li Bao'er's identity, but was commensurate with his son.

"My name is Li Guo...... You just said, are you Chen Ziang?

Is it the Chen Ziang who 'misses the world for a long time, and is alone and crying'? You, you, how did you become like this? (To be continued.) )