And just under the time that the infantry on the south bank desperately covered and sought, the rafts on the river had already gone back and forth, and another wave of cavalry troops had been transported. There were only three or four hundred cavalry troops left on the south bank.

Xiao Yan is among them.

When the second wave of the raft arrived on the shore, the Yanwang Zhijia was guarding Xiao Yan to the death, whether it was Guo Rong next to him, or the Yanwang Zhijia who could speak, and even Yang Keshi's personal guard generals who stayed behind to defend Xiao Yan, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and they didn't live in Xiao Yan's ear to advise. asked him to hurry on the second wave of rafts, but he was stopped by Xiao Yan with a stern gaze.

Guo Rong pulled Xiao Yan's reins several times, but Xiao Yan pulled them back.

Xiao Yan's crotch mount is a selected white-body, black-hoofed Liaodong good horse, which was captured from Yandi that year and was the beloved horse of Xiao Gan, the king of all sides. The place of the divine horse is no less than Yue Fei's black dragon. When he brought it back to Bianliang, he even hid it in the village for a while, for fear that the Bianliang magnates would see it, or grind it softly, or ask for it hard, or ask for a high price.

In Bianliang for two years, the god horse was also quite depressed. When Xiao Yan became the king of Yan and led the army to the battle. The pony hissed loudly, raised his mane and hooves, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, but he didn't look back at the Bianliang that the concentrate was good and the groove would raise it for nearly two years.

Bianliang is light and soft, and it is the most prosperous in the world. But even the war horses are determined to be poor on the side, and they don't care about it!

This horse, which Guo Rong called Baidian, followed Xiao Yan straight to Hedong, and then passed to the defeated army of Yanyan, and fought all the way to this day. At the age of seven, he is still full of energy. The bloody battlefield of the north and south sides of the strait made Bai Electric excited, although he was still carrying the master steadily, but he snorted and his front hooves moved. Regardless of the north and the south, they want to join the battlefield.

Guo Rong tugged at its reins twice, and Xiao Yan pulled it back. Bai Dian was puzzled, just looking at the two masters.

I saw the long-legged hostess, who often personally fed the manger when she was in Bianliang, her eyes were full of anger, and she just shouted at the emaciated and tall master on her back.

"Why don't you go?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were like lightning and swords under his face, and he met Guo Rong's angry eyes. just waved his hand and glanced at the Song soldiers who were fighting to the death on the south bank: "Sons and daughters are still fighting to the death, can I go?" If I don't take them down, will I be able to go? ”

Guo Rong paused, and her pretty face turned red. wanted to pull Xiao Yan's reins again, but was forced back by Xiao Yan's stern gaze. Guo Rong's left hand was just frozen in the air, and suddenly, he pulled out the long knife on his waist: "Do you want me to die in front of you before you are willing to get on the raft?" ”

In the sound of the fight, the girl's voice trembled, and it seemed that in the next moment, she would really raise her sword and cut it at her neck!

The Yan King Zhijia and the attendant Yang Keshi's personal guards, who were extremely anxious all stopped, and just stared at this blankly. Lin Leopard Head and Yang De, who were guarding Xiao Yan's left and right, suddenly tensed up their muscles, and they were about to step forward at any time to snatch the long knife in Guo Rong's hand that was like a pool of autumn water, and the cold light flickered uncertainly.

Xiao Yan looked at Guo Rong fixedly, and the voice that came out under the ghost face was still not much excitement.

“………… With so many sons and daughters following me to death, who can't die? You don't have to do that, just wait for me to get all the sons on the raft and cross the river before you are too late............ Now that you've drawn your sword, you're ready to fight me............ You know, I'm not very good at what I'm capable of. ”

After saying a faint word, Xiao Yan turned around on his horse and faced the Jurchen Tartar brigade that was frantically surging from the west. He casually pulled out the sword at his waist.

The blade flickered, and a little cold light shone straight into the eyes of everyone at the South Bank Ferry.

Lin Leopard's head turned around, and Yang had to turn around. The Yan King's straight armor warriors all rode their horses and turned around. To the west, long knives were drawn from their sheaths, and spears and lances were laid flat. Wait for the order at any time and prepare to rush forward and retreat in response to the infantry!

Guo Rong bit her lip, and finally pulled out the short knife on her waist, held the double knife in her hand, and rode forward, stopping in front of Xiao Yan's horse. Xiao Yan's cold and hard gaze finally softened, and he surpassed from behind, and when he passed, he just said softly.

"Fight side by side."

And Yang Keshi, the general of Yang Keshi's personal guard, who had been standing beside him, could only turn around helplessly, and no longer stared at Xiao Yan on the one hand, and the raft sailing on the river on the other. Hold your blades tightly and prepare to fight. (To be continued......)

PS: I wanted to write more, but I really couldn't struggle with it. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, hopefully tomorrow will be better............