Li Xian is not idle at all, when his uncles and uncles are busy killing people, he is busy saving people.

After successfully driving the seven or eight laborers back, Li Xian smiled, leaned on the big stone, took out a cloth bag from his arms, uncovered it, took out half of the still hot pancake from it, and ate it with a big gulp. This group of laborers was the fourth group of people he rushed back this morning, and together, more than 30 lives were saved by him. He didn't want to know how many people had died on the edge of the forest where the official road had turned in front of him, he just didn't want those innocent people to die worthlessly.

Those uncles and uncles are very quick at work, but the speed is a little slow today, it should be a good idea, Li Xian didn't plan to go over to help, but waited for the cloud-piercing arrow that reported the news to fly up and then run away.

The three carriages were not the family members of the eunuchs, and their hands were stained with more blood than anyone else. Since the Tiger General Luo Yi can let people in from Saibei, they can leave people here and never go back. Li Xian was very disgusted by General Huben's methods.

What you must know is that the horse thief Tiefutu seems to have been working against General Tiger Ben.

General Huben is actually just the honorific title of the people in Youzhou for Luo Yi, Li Xian knows that Luo Yi is still a Tiger Ben Lang General at this time, and he is still a grade away from the general of Zhengsanpin. However, whether it is in the court or the people, including the Turks, Xi people, and Khitans in the north of the Great Wall, no one does not think that Luo Yi is a veritable general. A person who can stab a Turk in the ass is a hero in any case. In particular, if the price of stabbing a single ass is dozens of wolf's tooth arrows pierced in the body, this hero is not something that everyone can afford.

However, Luo Yi is not as pure as the Great Wall in the hearts of the people.

But if there is a clump of grass called ambition growing in the heart, no one will be pure anymore.

Luo Yi used a knife, Li Xian pouted, who would have thought that one day he would become the tallest person in Zhuo County, who would have thought that he would one day become the person standing tallest within a radius of hundreds of miles in Zhuo County?

Li Xian's knife is average, and he doesn't know how to use a lance, he likes bows and arrows.

A ten-year-old child has practiced swords for several years and has done some hard work in archery, but he disdains to use Luo Yi as a goal. That year, Luo Yi took three hundred elite soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty into the Turkic army array, hundreds of people were bloodied with Mo knives, wearing dozens of arrows, and wounded the Turkic Shan Yu with a knife among thousands of troops and horses, although many years have passed, but many people will talk about it with relish after tea and dinner in the streets and alleys, and he is just a little horse thief in the pile of horse thieves. Li Xian actually felt that this comparison was very unfair, and used Luo Yi to compare with himself...... I've wronged myself too much. Anyway, an old nun who fed the Great Sui Emperor swore before she died that Li Xian was the reincarnation of the real dragon.

The official road became more and more deserted, Li Xian finished eating half of the pancakes, and there was still no one in his sight. But he wasn't going to leave like that, because his mission wasn't to intercept innocent people, it was just his hobby. The task he himself applied for was to intercept the people who had colluded with the eight lambs in the carriage.

A few days ago, when those people entered Bazhou, they were escorted in by a team of Great Sui cavalry, and it is said that they were protecting the people of the Boling Cui family. Although Bazhou is called a state, it is actually just a county. The surname of Bazhou County is Cui, his name is Cui Chen, and his character is Yuanmou. There is no doubt that he also came from the Bolingcui family. The Cui family has produced dozens of prime ministers and generals, and Cui Chen is just a small county commander, and he is just a dispensable person in the Cui clan.

The people of the Cui family went to see the people of the Cui family, and there were cavalry escorts, and there seemed to be no problem. But when Li Xian's father-in-law, Zhang Zhongjian, the horse thief known as the bearded guest, knew the news, he let out a long sigh. Cui Chen, the little county order that dared to go against General Luo Yi and wrote a letter to show that Luo Yi connived at the sergeant to pretend to be a horse thief and loot the village, but he was afraid that he would leave this world.

Luo Yi is known as the tiger general by the world, and the Youzhou army under his command is known as the tiger army, but he doesn't know that what he has done has completely angered a group of tigers.

And the little boy Li Xian is the young tiger that has shown its fangs raised by this group of tigers.

A group of tigers went to kill people, and killed those werewolves in the north.

A little tiger rested on a stone on the side of the road, closed its eyes and pretended to sleep, and its delicate appearance looked harmless to humans and animals. Half a pancake into the small rubber belly actually didn't take up much space, if he was idle, Li Xian could eat one and a half pancakes of this size, as for those small dishes such as roast lamb leg and braised beef, it can't be counted.

But today, Li Xian can't eat too much, and if he eats too much and is too full, people will become lazy and bloated. After Li Xian finished eating the cake, he subconsciously touched the water bag on his waist, and suddenly remembered that he had given the water bag to the deserter. He didn't mind that the deserter knew the words he wrote on the water bag, because even if that guy knew, he would definitely not understand Li Xian's nostalgia for those seemingly free and humorous handwriting.

Li Xian is ten years old this year, or rather, ten years.

Closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, when the stone behind him was finally a little warm by him, a sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, Li Xian closed his eyes and listened attentively, at least forty horses. This is not a miraculous skill, and a man who climbed on horseback at the age of four and followed a group of horse thieves around begging for a living was always sensitive to the sound of horses' hooves. Fortunately, Li Xian's legs are very straight, and he has not been trained by the horse's back to become Luo Huan legs.

When the horse team was two hundred and fifty steps away from Li Xian, Li Xian stood up and sorted out the quiver on his back, as well as the small straight knife that Zhang Zhongjian specially made for him on the side of the quiver.

There were thirty arrows in the quiver, and the enemy had almost forty.

Li Xian walked to the center of the official road and stood still, holding a bow with his left hand and putting his right hand on his brow to block the sun. That's right, it was the regular cavalry of the Great Sui who came. The earthy yellow armor and the Great Sui horizontal knife that glittered in the sun in their hands all announced their identities. The Great Sui has the first military force in the world, especially the most elite government soldiers of the Great Sui, and they are invincible in the southern and northern wars. The strength of the Great Sui army is unparalleled in the world.

The number of forty-man cavalry is not very large, but from a distance, the horse team with billowing smoke and dust has a bit of the demeanor of thousands of troops. Most of the cavalry under the command of Luo Yi, the general of the tiger ben, are good at fighting, even those steppe people who claim to be born riders, and the famous Turkic wolves ride in front of the tiger elite cavalry under Luo Yi, they do not have much resistance. These forty horsemen are not from the 6,000 world-sharp tiger heavy armor, but judging by their momentum, they are also veterans who have been on the battlefield.

Li Xian stood in the middle of the official road and squinted his eyes.

Two hundred and fifty steps, two hundred steps, one hundred and eighty steps, one hundred and fifty steps.

No one from the cavalry rushing at high speed made a sound to dodge him, and Li Xian sighed and shook his head.

One hundred and fifty steps, Li Xian raised his right hand and pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver behind his back, and then pulled out the two-stone hard bow like a full moon, in an instant. How long is that moment? The Buddha said that there are 60 moments with a flick of the finger, and 900 births and deaths in an instant.

Li Xian's arrow can't take away 900 lives and destruction, but it can take away one life.

With a pop, the cavalry brigade that led the team was pierced through the throat by an arrow!

Even, these cavalrymen who had killed people didn't even see the young man shoot his bow!

From the first arrow, Li Xian's movements were coherent like a machine, without pause, the arrow came out of the string, like flowing water ruthlessly, the arrow entered the throat, and it seemed to fall into the flower. Arrow after arrow, arm raised, arrow drawn, bow mounted, string loosened, every movement of his hand was made with a terrifying precision. Standing there, the shoulder-high and thin-looking body of an adult man was as firm and steady as the boulder on the side of the road.

Arrows are sharp.

There are no more than three arrows in battle, which means that in the face of cavalry rushing at high speed, from the time they enter the range to the time they have to retreat, a well-trained archer can shoot three arrows. At a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, the cavalry rushed to meet for only six breaths. It was within these six breaths that Li Xian actually shot eleven arrows!

Eleven arrows fell eleven people, what an amazing teenager!

Li Xian deceived Wu Lailu, and his killing ring was actually broken as early as when he was six years old.

On the bank of the Onachun River that year, the young man, with his black hair fluttering, arrows out, the remnant sun was like blood, and his face was calm and survived the murder. Death is a catastrophe, and a murderer is not a catastrophe?

The cavalry of the Great Sui was really brave, and immediately returned to formation after a short period of panic. The rest of the cavalry, under the command of a team leader, formed an attack formation and stepped towards Li Xian. At this time, the distance was nearly thirty meters. Thirty meters, at the speed of a cavalry, in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Li, who had not moved like a mountain before, was idle.

A puff of smoke and dust was lit under his feet, like a dormant cheetah, and a tiger cub down the mountain, moving like a gust of wind! He slammed to the side of the road, his legs like wheels, and his speed was astonishingly fast. What is shocking is that the upper body of this young man is still quite straight!

Drawing arrows, building bows, archery, and running are all done in one go.

The well-trained Great Sui cavalry turned a beautiful arc and rushed down the official road, continuing to pursue the murderous teenager. The young man's face was ruddy, and his breath was a little heavy, but his eyes were still as calm as water, calm as ice. He kept changing direction, jumping vertically, and then used his unusually stable hands to send one feather arrow after another into the bodies of those cavalrymen.

Quiver empty!

Twenty-five cavalry remained. Thirty arrows kill sixteen horsemen, and there is still some uncertainty in the rapid movement.

The boy shook his head, a little dissatisfied with his archery skills.

Li Xian, who had no arrows, no longer looked terrible, and those cavalrymen were shocked by his archery skills, and at this time they saw that he had no arrows, and he had been beaten a little frightened, but at this time he returned to fierceness. They urged their horses straight for the demonic boy, apparently trying to trample him into pulp. Li Xian had no arrows and abandoned his bow, but he still had the knife.

Lying down, waiting for the moment when the war horse was about to crash into him, Li Xian suddenly flashed and grabbed the saddle of the war horse, turned over and jumped on the war horse, and stuck behind the cavalry!

The cavalry felt a sinking in his back, and when he turned around, he saw a shiny knife. The knife was like a rainbow, like water, like ice. The sharp blade quickly brushed the cavalryman's throat, a line of red.

Li Xian spoke close to the cavalryman's ear, and slowly withdrew the knife: "As a warrior of the Great Sui, the Han people of the Central Plains, you actually went to collude with the Turkic wolves in the north to kill my good official in the Central Plains, how can you not die?" ”

What reason do you have not to die?