Ma Xuan jumped up, and he jumped out of the corridor and fell to the ground, and then a knife flower danced out of the horizontal knife in his hand, cutting off the dozens of steel arrows flying over in an instant.

It turned out that after he appeared, the nearby Anxi athletes saw that someone jumped out of the hole again, and subconsciously used the Yuanrong crossbow to shoot, fortunately, they were all single-shot shooting mode, and there were not many steel arrows shot at a time, otherwise even if it was Ma Lan's skill, he would not be able to resist such a rain of arrows.

"It's the general!"

"Stop!"

The athletes recognized Ma Lan and shouted loudly. More than a dozen slow responders shot steel arrows at them, and Ma Lu jumped out of the depression with a leap, and all the steel arrows missed.

A group of athletes rode over, and the athletes who missed hurriedly confessed on the horse, and at this time, Gao Linshan and several personal soldiers also rushed up with horizontal knives. Ma Lan naturally didn't blame these boys, waved his hand and asked, "What happened to the people who came out of here just now, have you caught them?" ”

A lieutenant pointed ahead and said, "The one just came out, and it ran extremely fast, and Master Duan has already led people to chase after it." ”

"Didn't catch it?" Ma Ling frowned, could it be that Cai Zhongman was also a master, he was hidden on weekdays, and after escaping from the tunnel, he was not killed on the spot by the new army athletes.

"How many people came out?"

"There is only one. - Originally, there were three, and the other two should have been killed by the Persian himself. The thief is also cunning, and he actually set the exit here, and everyone didn't expect it. ”

Ma Lan glanced back at the depression, and in the mud lay the corpses of two Persian warriors, with no sharp blade scars on their bodies. It's like someone slapped to death with the palm of his hand.

Since it was the Persians who fled. That means that it's not Cai Zhong who is full. So to speak. This Tang traitor should not have escaped from this secret passage, but should still be in Tingzhou City.

The field of vision on the grassland was extremely broad, and Duan Junzi ran farther and farther away with the hundreds of cavalry, without stopping at all, that is, he brought so many people, and he had not yet caught the fleeing Persian. Ma Lan understood that this was a real good man, and the Persian who fled must be a big man in the Persian temple, and he had to cross the war horse with a soldier. Then he rode his horse and chased after him.

Duan Xiushi led a few hundred cavalry to form a fan on the wide grassland outside Tingzhou City, trying to encircle the Persian, but this had already been chased out for several miles, and the enemy's speed did not decrease at all, it was still faster than the speed of the horse, and it kept walking in a straight line, and the distance between the two sides was still widening.

Such a situation made Duan Xiushi secretly frightened, such methods were really appalling, how could the strength of human beings be so strong!

However, this is true. The Persian looked a little old, one might even say an old man. It's incredible.

Fortunately, there is no shelter in this steppe, and this Persian has no hiding place at all, and once he changes direction, he will close the distance between the two sides. Although Duan Xiushi didn't understand what was going on, he knew that this Persian was definitely not a good person, and he didn't believe that manpower could really surpass horsepower, so he ordered the athletes not to care about the war horse, and they must catch up with that figure.

However, the Persian just didn't mean to change direction, just blindly ran straight ahead.

The farther away from Tingzhou City, the closer it is to the Mangmang Tianshan Mountain. The distance between the old man of Persia and the Anxi athlete was still widening, almost twice the limit range of the Yuanrong crossbow.

If this guy is allowed to run into the Tianshan Mountains, then I am afraid he will not be caught, Duan Xiushi is extremely anxious, but he is also helpless.

While the great shaman was desperately fleeing, he also looked back at the pursuers, he was actually pushing himself to the limit, because he was on a mission and could never die here.

After all, I will cooperate with these people in the future, but after all, there is no negotiation yet, and it seems that the other party will not give me a chance to negotiate. He is the great shaman of the Persian temple, how noble is his status, how can he risk his life like this?

So he could only keep running and keep running. And his purpose is naturally the reckless Tianshan Mountain not far away.

After escaping to the Tianshan Mountains to save his life, he went to contact Ma Luan again, told him what he had mastered, and forced him to comply. Now stop and face these killers, that is, Xiucai is unreasonable when he meets soldiers.

The Tien Shan Mountains are getting closer and closer, and the Great Shaman is extremely satisfied with himself. With their own skills, if these killers catch up, even if they will die, they can pull one hundred and eighty of them to back up. - Of course, this is when these killers do not use the Yuanrong crossbow and fire thunder.

Look at this, there is no problem with running into the Tianshan Mountains, how can these people chase after them, what can they do when they go up the mountain, the war horse can only walk in the valley, and the steep place can't go at all, if someone abandons the war horse to catch up, it is also a way to die. The Great Shaman is extremely confident in his own strength.

Duan Xiushi saw that the old man from Persia was running farther and farther, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, but he was helpless. At this time, I suddenly felt something, and suddenly turned around, and saw a war horse galloping at high speed behind me, and the person on the horseback was soaked, but it was Ma Lan.

Duan Xiushi ordered the athletes to continue to chase after him, and Le Ma stopped. When Ma Lan arrived in front of Duan Xiushi, the war horse suddenly fell down with a stumble, and Ma Lan jumped and landed firmly on the ground. Look at the war horse again, but it is foaming at the mouth and twitching violently on the ground, and it will not be able to live.

After chasing out a distance of ten miles, this war horse was tired to death, and Ma Lu was really sparing horsepower. There were blood stains on the horse's abdomen, all of which were traces left by horse spurs.

"A man, in front, runs faster than a war horse." The matter was urgent, and Duan Junzi spoke crisply and neatly.

"Is it faster than a war horse—" Ma Ling nodded, and jumped out with a horizontal knife.

At this time, he didn't think about anything Cai Zhongman, a Persian who was faster than a war horse, but it made him think about comparison.

Ironfoot stomped the ground frantically, and the green grass swept backwards at a rapid pace. Duan Xiushi saw Ma Lan's speed. was stunned for a while.

Ma Lan: This is completely a ranger's means. There is no need to squeeze your physical strength so desperately in the battle formation—if you do this in the battle formation, you will have to wait for death in a short time.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way of the generals! Duan Junzi's reaction was not slow, and after being stunned for a moment, he immediately rode his horse forward and shouted loudly at the Anxi athletes not far away.

There are many generals in the Anxi army, but there is only one general in everyone's hearts, and that is Ma Lu, who heard Duan Junzi shouting like this. The athletes turned around one after another, but saw a figure in the green grass speeding at high speed, and soon they had arrived in front of them. That tall figure, who else could it be if it wasn't its own general?

The gap between the horses was still relatively large, and before the athletes could even make a move to give way, the figure had already rushed past and rushed forward with a gust of wind.

The athletes cheered loudly, but saw that Ma Lu's movements were a little weird, and he leaned back hard with every step he ran, almost kicking his hips. It's completely different from ordinary people running. The athletes' hearts and minds were the famous rangers in Chang'an City back then, and this should be the unique means of the rangers.

Look from behind. The general walked through the crowd as if his feet were on the grass, as if he had not touched the ground, and swept through the crowd at high speed like the wind, and chased after the old Persian man in the distance. Although the speed of the old man of Persia was fast, it had slowed down at this time, but the speed of the general was extremely fast, and the speed of the two sides was rapidly approaching.

Duan Xiushi drank and asked the athletes to slow down, and at such a speed as they fled and chased in front, there was no need to squeeze the horsepower. After chasing like this for a while, these hundreds of war horses will all be exhausted to death.

In his heart, since Ma Lan himself has caught up, there is naturally no problem. Not only did he think so, but hundreds of athletes also thought so.

In everyone's hearts, Ma Lu is invincible.

Slowing down the speed of the horse slightly, everyone was far away from the two people in front of them, approaching the Reckless Tianshan Mountain.

This is the first time since arriving in Anxi that Ma Lu has increased his speed to this level.

Armor and short spears and the like have long been discarded, even fire and thunder are no exception, and all he has in his hand at this moment is the sharp horizontal knife.

The footsteps were like the wind, the soaked clothes were about to be dried by the wind, looking at the figure of the Persian in front of him, Ma Lu could see that the other party was quite old, and he could be said to be an old man.

Ma Lan has always been extremely confident in his own force, there is no opponent in Chang'an City, and Brother Nan and Brother Lei are also inseparable, the shaman of this Persian temple should be the strongest force of the Persian temple, Xiaoyu's force is quite good, what she learned is the kung fu of the Persian temple, and Ma Lan also wants to see how the strongest force of the Persian temple is.

However, he didn't think he would lose, as the so-called fist was afraid of being less strong, after all, he was much younger than this Persian.

The stubborn and beautiful woman's figure only appeared in front of her for a moment, and then it was forcibly erased by Ma Lan, although it was not easy to separate, but after all, it had been decided, so it should be insisted on. Guanzhong man Ma Lan is Guanzhong man Ma Lan, and he is just himself.

Every step was closing the distance between him and the old man of Persia, and Ma Lu's eyes flashed, and he clenched his horizontal knife and quickly chased after him. This time I came back to face Li Longji, the son of the Tang Dynasty, he was really under a lot of pressure, and he couldn't sleep well all night along the way, maybe a hearty fight could vent this feeling.

And this quite strong Persian old man, the top master in the Persian Temple, is obviously a good target to fight.

Soon he was less than three hundred paces away from the old man, and the old man of Persia only fled forward, without looking back at all. Ma Ling quickened his pace and let out a long howl, the sound was extremely loud, and after hearing the sound, the old man of Persia looked back.

At a distance of three hundred paces, Ma Lu could still see the other party's face clearly, and he could see it clearly, and the Persian's face changed suddenly.

Ma Lan let out a long laugh and caught up even faster.

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About the chapter name of this chapter, ahem...... How to say it, this chapter was originally to kill Cai Zhongman, and the title of the chapter should be the end of the Tang traitor (below), after all, there is already an upper and middle, but I accidentally failed to write Cai Zhongman, so it can only be like this, a whole chapter Cai Zhongman did not appear, and it would be wrong to continue to use the title of the end of the Tang traitor. It's not that the chapters are missing, but because the writing is wrong......

In the end, it's all because there is no manuscript.,It's all my fault.,Jumping here to apologize to all the brothers.,Try not to use this upper-middle-bottom format for chapter names in the future.,Guys Haihanha。

In addition, I continue to ask for votes, and I've ^_^ been getting more and more shameless lately

This chapter is 366 chapters, which is a very interesting number. Before I knew it, I had already written 365 chapters, and I hope that my brothers will continue to support me, so that I can write another 365 chapters or even more, and complete the dream of this family and country. (To be continued......)