On the high hill, the healthy hooves are flying, the silver mane is flying, and the knight on horseback is off the saddle with his hips, and his body is folded at an angle of ninety degrees, almost parallel to the saddle. The wind-bearing area was reduced to the maximum, so that the horses, which had already surpassed the thunder, were even more swaying like the wind, leaving the pursuers far away from 300 paces.

The horse ran up, simply stepped on the stirrups, stretched his arms, held his head high, and roared in the hunting wind.

"Woo-ho-ho-"

The sound spread with the wind, heard thousands of steps, and left far behind, Lu Xiang and other Jizhou cavalry, who had no chance to eat dust, were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

"Lu Sima, it's not a way to chase down like this, the thieves are too fast, we can't catch up."

After chasing nearly ten miles in one go, the Youzhou horse couldn't bear it anymore. This kind of explosive fast gallop is not the strength of Youzhou horses, it will only fall farther and farther, and will cause irreversible damage to the war horse, shorten the service period, and even affect the life span.

Every war horse is the second life of the cavalry, seeing that the war horse is suffering more and more damage, while the enemy is running farther and farther, that kind of helpless resentment for the Jizhou cavalry, it is really aggrieved.

Lu Xiang had a beard under his chin, which was unkempt by the strong wind, and a pair of thick eyebrows were almost erected into two "1s". He knew that the lord's horse was running extremely fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. If you run like this, within five miles, you will either be completely thrown off by the other party, or the war horses will trample one after another, capturing people and seizing horses, but it's just a joke.

Fortunately, Lu Xiang is not without a chance, his opportunity is three miles ahead.

Three miles ahead, there is a tributary of the Qing River, called Yuema Creek, which is dry in autumn and winter, and high tide in spring and summer. Before, Lu Xiang and his entourage escorted grain and grass and passed through here. There is no bridge in this Prancing Horse Creek, and when the convoy crosses the river, it still builds its own pontoon bridge. Now that the pontoon bridge has been demolished, the ten-foot-wide river will be an insurmountable obstacle.

"Hurry up and capture this thief at Prancing Horse Creek!" Lu Xiang raised his bow and shouted through his teeth.

More than 30 horsemen, in the shouting of the main general, scattered into three teams, one team in the center of the chase, two teams left and right outflanked. The three strands of yellow dust raised were like three earth dragons, chasing towards the white dot in the center.

The silver arrow's running speed was extremely fast, and it swept by for two miles, and the flowing "green belt" suddenly appeared in front of him, so that Ma Han quickly understood the reason why Lu Xiang was in hot pursuit.

In front of the Prancing Horse Creek, the waves are sparkling, the water flow is turbulent, the river is about 189 meters wide, the depth is up to 3 meters, there is no boat and no bridge on the river, and there is no road to do.

Ma Han stopped on the high slope, one hand caressing the wet sweat on the horse's neck, while looking at the terrain, looking for a place to cross, unfortunately, did not find. Without looking back, he could hear the sound of hooves a hundred paces away. He had fifty arrows, and if the terrain was suitable, he was absolutely sure to shoot his pursuers one by one. But this qiē has to have a premise, he must run, he must have a speed advantage, a distance advantage, he must be able to shoot the enemy, and the enemy cannot shoot him...... Without this advantage, how can one bow deal with more than thirty?

River! River! The river must be crossed! After crossing the river, let's see how Lao Tzu plays you to death.

The horse shook his horse's head, galloped down the dirt slope, and made a surprising move: he met the ten cavalry outflanked on the left.

Lu Xiang, who was a hundred steps away, was overjoyed when he saw it, and he just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh: "The thief finally has no way to escape." But in the next moment, his jaw dropped.

Ma Han raised his bow against the wind, holding three three-edged arrows between the four fingers of his left hand, one on the bow handle, his thumb moved slightly, turned on infrared aiming, and pointed at the Jizhou cavalry eighty steps away.

The oncoming Jizhou cavalry was also picking up their bows, but they did not dare to put on the arrows, and at a distance of eighty paces, a hard bow of more than two stones could not hurt the enemy at all. And on the back of a bumpy horse, firing at a single target that is moving rapidly eighty paces away, how many people can have such marksmanship?

You can't, I can!

Sou!

Ma Han's first arrow was fired, and with the assistance of infrared aiming, it accurately hit the chest of the enemy rider who rushed to the front. The enemy rider had just fallen on his back, and the second, third, and fourth arrows were fired in one go.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The arrows were not missing, or in the middle of the chest, or in the middle of the lower abdomen, and the last cavalryman, because the distance between the two sides was reduced to seventy paces, and the accuracy was greatly increased, and he entered directly through the front door, and went out in the back of the head.

After shooting four arrows in a row, Ma Han's left hand was touched one by one, and another arrow was wound, and three arrows were sandwiched in the palm of his hand. The remaining six horsemen on the opposite side were all frightened and scattered.

Without stopping, the horse galloped by, leaned over, picked up a spear left by the enemy horseman, and suddenly accelerated, rushing towards a high uphill on the bank of the river. Its urgency is like throwing itself into a river.

What is this for?

From Lu Xiang down, the Jizhou cavalry who were surrounding in a semi-arc were stunned, and couldn't help but slow down. Then, they saw ......

At the end of the riverbank, the white horse soars into the air, surging below and misty above.

When the white horse jumped to the highest point in the air and was about to fall, the horse took advantage of the situation to rise from the saddle and leap from a height of six meters over the west bank of the Yuema Creek, ten meters away. When he was two meters away from the ground, Ma Han's right arm stretched out, the spear pointed to the ground, and the spear blade was halfway into the earth, and under the huge momentum of his body, the spear shaft snapped. And Ma Han also took advantage of this strong recoil, rolled on the ground, turned over, and set foot on the West Bank land steadily.

At the same time, like the silver arrows of the divine horse of the birds crossing the stream, the iron hooves with the big mouth of the bowl also stepped heavily on the loose soil on the opposite bank. Iron hooves sink to the ground, muddy water splashes everywhere. Because the four hooves were protected by fine iron horseshoe, the owner of the back jumped off the saddle in advance, greatly reducing the pressure, and finally making the silver arrow complete this perfect leap of the stream.

"Damn!" Lu Xiang was stunned for a long time, and he could only spit out these two words. Can he complain that the lord's treasure horse is too strong?

On the other side of the river, Ma Han regained his stirrup and mounted his horse, ran two laps along the riverbank, and then waved to Lu Xiang and his men in a farewell gesture.

Lu Xiang was angry and shouted, "Wu Na thief, how did this horse come about? ”

Ma Han was also very simple: "As you think, this is Yuan Shao's mount, he used this in exchange for his own life, do you say it's worth it?" ”

Lu Xiang was furious: "If you insult my lord, you will insult my parents!" Little thief, don't think that you will be fine if you escape the river. This is the boundary of Jizhou, no matter where you flee to, my Jizhou army will go to the sky and enter the earth, vow to take back the lord Baoju, and capture Ersheng, five horses will be divided, and the head of the owl will be shown to the public! ”

Ma Han's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly: "I'll talk about it if I have the ability to catch it." ”

"Sima Lu Xiang of a certain Jizhou army." Lu Xiang raised his bow fiercely and waved angrily, "Thief, look at your archery skills, do you dare to shoot across the river?" ”

Ma Han smiled, this Lu Xiang has a good idea, if he wants to solve all the problems with one arrow, he doesn't have to chase the dead and the dead. However, this mentioned yì seemed to be good, and he didn't want to hold a tail behind his head.

Two sword-like eyes silently exchanged blows over the Prancing Horse Creek, as if sparks were bursting out.

Both sides pick up their bows, take arrows, tie arrows, and loosen strings at the same time.

Baste! Baste!

The two arrows staggered through mid-air, flying towards their respective targets. At this time, Ma Han and Lu Xiang made a regular move at the same time: raised the riding shield on their left forearm to block the oncoming arrows.

Sincere! The arrows fired by Lu Xiang's two-stone bow pierced the leather shield of Ma Han's arm thirty paces away, but after the arrow broke through the shield, its momentum was exhausted, and the arrow was embedded in the arm armor, and it could not penetrate half a minute.

Sincere! Burst! Kiss! Whew――

The first sound was the armor-piercing arrow of the horseman, piercing the leather shield; The second sound was an arrow piercing Lu Xiang's left forearm; In the third sound, the arrow was still strong, driving the shield and arm, penetrating the breastplate and penetrating the chest and lungs; The last sound was Lu Xiang's dying scream.

On the fifth day of crossing the Three Kingdoms, Ma Gang killed the fifth Three Kingdoms general.

From this moment on, he had a well-known title in Hebei - "a general who kills a day".